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pounds he might live for six months in Spain: if Macalister
put him on to another good thing he could make that eas-
ily. His heart warmed at the thought of those old beautiful
cities, and the tawny plains of Castile. He was convinced
that more might be got out of life than offered itself at pres-
ent, and he thought that in Spain he could live with greater
intensity: it might be possible to practise in one of those old
cities, there were a good many foreigners, passing or res-
ident, and he should be able to pick up a living. But that
would be much later; first he must get one or two hospital
appointments; they gave experience and made it easy to get
jobs afterwards. He wished to get a berth as ship’s doctor on
one of the large tramps that took things leisurely enough for
a man to see something of the places at which they stopped.
He wanted to go to the East; and his fancy was rich with
pictures of Bangkok and Shanghai, and the ports of Japan:
he pictured to himself palm-trees and skies blue and hot,
dark-skinned people, pagodas; the scents of the Orient in-
toxicated his nostrils. His heart but with passionate desire
for the beauty and the strangeness of the world.
Mildred awoke.
‘I do believe I’ve been asleep,’ she said. ‘Now then, you
naughty girl, what have you been doing to yourself? Her
dress was clean yesterday and just look at it now, Philip.’

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