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everything。

Skrebensky was staying in Nottingham all the time。 He too was

free。 He knew no one in this town; he had no civic self to

maintain。 He was free。 Their trams and markets and theatres and

public meetings were a shaken kaleidoscope to him; he watched as

a lion or a tiger may lie with narrowed eyes watching the people

pass before its cage; the kaleidoscopic unreality of people; or

a leopard lie blinking; watching the inprehensible feats of

the keepers。 He despised it all……it was all non…existent。

Their good professors; their good clergymen; their good

political speakers; their good; earnest women……all the time

he felt his soul was grinning; grinning at the sight of them。 So

many performing puppets; all wood and rag for the

performance!

He watched the citizen; a pillar of society; a model; saw the

stiff goats legs; which have bee almost stiffened to wood in

the desire to make them puppet in their action; he saw the

trousers formed to the puppet…action: mans legs; but mans legs

bee rigid and deformed; ugly; mechanical。

He was curiously happy; being alone; now。 The glimmering grin

was on his face。 He had no longer any necessity to take part in

the performing tricks of the rest。 He had discovered the clue to

himself; he had escaped from the show; like a wild beast escaped

straight back into its jungle。 Having a room in a quiet hotel;

he hired a horse and rode out into the country; staying

sometimes for the night in some village; and returning the next

day。

He felt rich and abundant in himself。 Everything he did was a

voluptuous pleasure to him……either to ride on horseback; or

to walk; or to lie in the sun; or to drink in a public…house。 He

had no use for people; nor for words。 He had an amused pleasure

in everything; a great sense of voluptuous richness in himself;

and of the fecundity of the universal night he inhabited。 The

puppet shapes of people; their wood…mechanical voices; he was

remote from them。

For there were always his meetings with Ursula。 Very often;

she did not go to college in the afternoon; but walked with him

instead。 Or he took a motor…car or a dog…cart and they drove

into the country; leaving the car and going away by themselves

into the woods。 He had not taken her yet。 With subtle;

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