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           Georgehasacousin,whoisusuallydescribedinthecharge-sheetasamedicalstudent,sothathenaturallyhasasomewhatfamily-physicianarywayofputtingthings. 

           IagreedwithGeorge,andsuggestedthatweshouldseekoutsomeretiredandold-worldspot,farfromthemaddingcrowd,anddreamawayasunnyweekamongitsdrowsylanes—somehalf-forgottennook,hiddenawaybythefairies,outofreachofthenoisyworld—somequaint-perchedeyrieonthecliffsofTime,fromwhencethesurgingwavesofthenineteenthcenturywouldsoundfar-offandfaint. 

           Harrissaidhethoughtitwouldbehumpy.HesaidheknewthesortofplaceImeant;whereeverybodywenttobedateighto’clock,andyoucouldn’tgetaRefereeforloveormoney,andhadtowalktenmilestogetyourbaccy. 

           "No,"saidHarris,"ifyouwantrestandchange,youcan’tbeataseatrip." 

           Iobjectedtotheseatripstrongly.Aseatripdoesyougoodwhenyouaregoingtohaveacoupleofmonthsofit,but,foraweek,itiswicked. 

           YoustartonMondaywiththeideaimplantedinyourbosomthatyouaregoingtoenjoyyourself.Youwaveanairyadieutotheboysonshore,lightyourbiggestpipe,andswaggeraboutthedeckasifyouwereCaptainCook,SirFrancisDrake,andChristopherColumbusallrolledintoone. OnTuesday,youwishyouhadn’tcome.OnWednesday,Thursday,andFriday,youwishyouweredead.OnSaturday,youareabletoswallowalittlebeeftea,andtositupondeck,andanswerwithawan,sweetsmilewhenkind-heartedpeopleaskyouhowyoufeelnow. OnSunday,youbegintowalkaboutagain,andtakesolidfood.AndonMondaymorning,as,withyourbagandumbrellainyourhand,youstandbythegunwale,waitingtostepashore,youbegintothoroughlylikeit.