robert lynd
the people the various routes from one place to another. i have never been more bored in my life than to an old gentleman1 explaining to an old lady the several ht have come from notting hill gate to hampstead. she had complained of the time the journey had taken and immediately he rigmarole2 consisting of the number of buses and the frames of streets and stations. he her, as it seemed to me, through every street in ht have changed buses and named most of the public-houses on the himself as else to talk about. by the time he lose to go i each other in my brain.
another boring form of conversation is that of the man politics, trots out all the old threadbare3 arguments them for the first time. i have been a bore of this kind myself. as a boy i h to regard mr. gladstone’s proposal of home rule for ireland as bots dangerous and reat friend of mine the conversation round to the great theme. i shouted the him eyes of all the good england had done to ireland and yelling all the usual musty quotations from the pre-hone-rule gladstone and sir inal argument, for i kne out of the richest store of ignorance conceivable. signs of distress on his patient face could not stop me; but one day, driven beyond endurance, he turned to me ht flush and said quietly: “my god, ht a bore, and it is difficult to go on arguing him. to realize that one is boring somebody is to become a pricked balloon. i certainly did. la roche. foueauld tells us that“ive those ive those them. i have to study the expression on their faces to know.
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