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           ’Ibecame,Imean,acertainkindofman,scoringmypathacrosslifeasonetreadsapathacrossthefields.Mybootsbecamewornalittleontheleftside.WhenIcamein,certainre-arrangementstookplace."Here’sBernard!"Howdifferentlydifferentpeoplesaythat!Therearemanyrooms--manyBernards.Therewasthecharming,butweak;thestrong,butsupercilious;thebrilliant,butremorseless;theverygoodfellow,but,Imakenodoubt,theawfulbore;thesympathetic,butcold;theshabby,but--gointothenextroom--thefoppish,worldly,andtoowelldressed.WhatIwastomyselfwasdifferent;wasnoneofthese.Iaminclinedtopinmyselfdownmostfirmlytherebeforetheloafatbreakfastwithmywife,whobeingnowentirelymywifeandnotatallthegirlwhoworewhenshehopedtomeetmeacertainrose,gavemethatfeelingofexistinginthemidstofunconsciousnesssuchasthetree-frogmusthavecouchedontherightshadeofgreenleaf."Pass"...Iwouldsay."Milk"...shemightanswer,or"Mary’scoming"...--simplewordsforthosewhohaveinheritedthespoilsofalltheagesbutnotassaidthen,dayafterday,inthefulltideoflife,whenonefeelscomplete,entire,atbreakfast.Muscles,nerves,intestines,blood-vessels,allthatmakesthecoilandspringofourbeing,theunconscioushumoftheengine,aswellasthedartandflickerofthetongue,functionedsuperbly.Opening,shutting;shutting,opening;eating,drinking;sometimesspeaking--thewholemechanismseemedtoexpand,tocontract,likethemainspringofaclock.Toastandbutter,coffeeandbacon.