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sadly : the shadow of London seems to be 

 upon it once more. And so, still slowly 

 (unless it absolutely has to catch a train), it 

 crosses the bridge, passes along the river- 

 bank until it reaches the keeper's garden, 

 bids him and his wife good - night at the 

 cottage door, and proceeds thoughtfully on 

 its way to the station in the gathering dusk. 

 In the case of a fortunate brother who is 

 accompanied by a veteran on his return 

 journey the melancholy subsequent on irre- 

 vocable delights is no doubt sensibly lessened 

 if not altogether removed ; and even for the 

 less successful there is always the consolation 

 of knowing that next Saturday is but a week 

 hence. 



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