The convict," and I, far from indulging in a reminiscent excursion
into the past, remained sufficiently in the present to muse in a vague,
absent-minded way on the respectable proportions and on the (upon the
whole) comely shape of his great pedestrian's calves, for he had thrown
one leg over his knee, carelessly, to conceal the trouble of his mind by
an air of ease. But all the same the knowledge was in me, the awakened
resonance of which I spoke just now; I was aware of it on that beautiful
day, so fresh, so warm and friendly, so accomplished--an exquisite
courtesy of the much abused English climate when it makes up its
meteorological mind to behave like a perfect gentleman. Of course the
English climate is never a rough. It suffers from spleen somewhat
frequently--but that is gentlemanly too, and I don't mind going to meet
him in that mood. He has his days of grey, veiled, polite melancholy, in
which he is very fascinating. How seldom he lapses into a blustering
manner, after all! And then it is mostly in a season when, appropriately
enough, one may go out and kill something.
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