He was consious of a thousand odours floating in the air, each one connected with a thousand thoughts, and hopes, and joys, and cares, long, long, forgotten.

“We men of business, who serve a House, are not our own masters. We have to thin…”

“Anything for a quiet life; as the man said when he took the situation at the li…”

“And Ralph always wound up these mental soliloquies by arriving at the conclusio…”

“Parece-me que existem sentimentos, fantasias... não sei como chamá-los... que s…”