“I should imagine,” he said, shaking out a copy of The Times, “that it is your brain which is addled. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. Go to her. ’ ‘But it is stupide. "Will you write," asked the doctor, "and tell me how you are getting along?" "Oh, yes!" "The last advice I can give you is this: excite his imagination; get him started with his writing. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate.
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