He had been speaking with a force that was almost passionate.
When he continued his tone had changed.
"That is why you find me a trifle less surly than I used to be," he said.
"I used to hate my fellow-creatures.

And now I would give all my money in exchange for a few disinterested friends.

I'm sick of my lonely life.

But for all that, I shall live and die alone." "You make too much of it," said Clinton.
"Perhaps.

But you can't expect a man who has been into Paradise to be exactly happy when he is thrust outside." Clinton took up the evening paper without comment.