Clear away there.

Clear away." The pavement to his left became invitingly bare, and young Caddles went slowly on his way.

But now his tongue was loosened.
"I don't understand," he muttered.

"I don't understand." He would appeal brokenly to the changing crowd that ever trailed beside him and behind.
"I didn't know there were such places as this.

What are all you people doing with yourselves?
What's it all for?
What is it all for, and where do I come in ?" He had already begotten a new catchword.