Hilda's movements and mine, indeed, coincided curiously.

The moment I learned she was going anywhere, I discovered in a flash that I happened to be going there too.

I commend this strange case of parallel thought and action to the consideration of the Society for Psychical Research.
So I sold my farm, and had done with Rhodesia.

A country with a future is very well in its way; but I am quite Ibsenish in my preference for a country with a past.

Oddly enough, I had no difficulty in getting rid of my white elephant of a farm.