Excerpt from The Prisoners of Hartling
Dog"s life, old man, a dog"s life; you can"t get away from that."
Arthur Woodroffe"s voice was quite cheerful as he framed this indictment of the life of a general practitioner in a poor neighbourhood, but his companion frowned and shook his head impatiently.
"You are still re-acting to the pernicious influences of that damnable war," he said. "You"re hankering after the intoxication of saving wounded under fire; exciting stunts of that sort; Sbana and Pharpar, rivers of Damascus. You"ve got to learn to be content with Jordan. Risk your life in more homely ways saving the sick in Peckham. Same thing, really; only you don"t get orders for it. And of course ..." he hesitated, pushed up his gold-rimmed spectacles, and stared hard at his friend and paid assistant. "Any way, what is it you"re hankering after, my good chap?" he concluded.
Woodroffe looked critically round the little room, and then at Somers glowering down at him from the hearthrug. "More space," he said briefly; "and more ..." He seemed to jib at the word that was obviously in his mind.
"More beauty," Somers suggested.
"If you like," Woodroffe agreed carelessly.
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