If you had knocked about in all corners of the world as I have you would have learnt a greater lesson from a greater book.

When a man meets brother man in the wilds, who talks of charity?
They divide goods and pass on.

Even the savages do this." "These," I ventured to remark, "are not the wilds." He sighed and replaced his pipe in his mouth.
"You are young, very young," he remarked, thoughtfully.

"You have that beastly hothouse education, big ideas on thin stalks, orchids instead of roses, the stove instead of the sun.

The wilds are everywhere--on the Thames Embankment, even in this God-forsaken corner of the world.