The History of Mr Polly


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recover his resources. And having got to Gilhampton at last, he  
changed his five-pound note, bought four pound postal orders, and  
repeated his manoeuvre with nineteen pounds.  
After a lapse of fifteen years he rediscovered this interesting world,  
about which so many people go incredibly blind and bored. He went  
along country roads while all the birds were piping and chirruping and  
cheeping and singing, and looked at fresh new things, and felt as  
happy and irresponsible as a boy with an unexpected half-holiday. And  
if ever the thought of Miriam returned to him he controlled his mind.  
He came to country inns and sat for unmeasured hours talking of this  
and that to those sage carters who rest for ever in the taps of  
country inns, while the big sleek brass jingling horses wait patiently  
outside with their waggons; he got a job with some van people who were  
wandering about the country with swings and a steam roundabout and  
remained with them for three days, until one of their dogs took a  
violent dislike to him and made his duties unpleasant; he talked to  
tramps and wayside labourers, he snoozed under hedges by day and in  
outhouses and hayricks at night, and once, but only once, he slept in  
a casual ward. He felt as the etiolated grass and daisies must do when  
you move the garden roller away to a new place.  
He gathered a quantity of strange and interesting memories.  
He crossed some misty meadows by moonlight and the mist lay low on the  
grass, so low that it scarcely reached above his waist, and houses and  
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