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           Butobservehowmeretriciousthephraseis--madeupofwhatevasionsandoldlies.Thusmycharacterisinpartmadeofthestimuluswhichotherpeopleprovide,andisnotmine,asyoursare.Thereissomefatalstreak,somewanderingandirregularveinofsilver,weakeningit.HencethefactthatusedtoenrageNevilleatschool,thatIlefthim.Iwentwiththeboastingboyswithlittlecapsandbadges,drivingoffinbigbrakes--therearesomeheretonight,diningtogether,correctlydressed,beforetheygooffinperfectconcordtothemusichall;Ilovedthem.Fortheybringmeintoexistenceascertainlyasyoudo.Hence,too,whenIamleavingyouandthetrainisgoing,youfeelthatitisnotthetrainthatisgoing,butI,Bernard,whodoesnotcare,whodoesnotfeel,whohasnoticket,andhaslostperhapshispurse.Susan,staringatthestringthatslipsinandoutamongtheleavesofthebeechtrees,cries:"Heisgone!Hehasescapedme!"Forthereisnothingtolayholdof.Iammadeandremadecontinually.Differentpeopledrawdifferentwordsfromme.

           ’ThusthereisnotonepersonbutfiftypeoplewhomIwanttositbesidetonight.ButIamtheonlyoneofyouwhoisathomeherewithouttakingliberties.Iamnotgross;Iamnotasnob.IfIlieopentothepressureofsocietyIoftensucceedwiththedexterityofmytongueinputtingsomethingdifficultintothecurrency.Seemylittletoys,twistedoutofnothinginasecond,howtheyentertain.