It would have been just like him if he had left me his immortality, on the condition that I should spend it at Drayton Parva.

I couldn't stand that.

I don't even know if I can stand another year of it.
I shall be dragged to the center again some of these days.

It must come.
As it is, I'm a rag of a human moth fluttering round the lamps of town." "Fate," said Stanistreet.
"Not at all.

If I go, it'll be chance that takes me--pure chance." "Don't see much difference myself." "There's all the difference.