E. Phillips Oppenheim,
The Long Arm of Mannister — IX. At the End of the Journey
(1908)
“ Mannister answered. "We flutter around those lights like moths around a candle. We imagine ourselves prisoners, but in our hearts we know that we lack only the will to be free. Once we have made up our minds to break away, then the rest is not so difficult." ”
E. Phillips Oppenheim,
The Long Arm of Mannister — IX. At the End of the Journey
(1908)
“ De la Mere smiled bitterly. "My friend," she said; "I beg your pardon, my enemy—you speak now of things you know little about. The chains that bind us to our every-day life, the chains of custom and habit, are not easily broken. Sometimes they are lengthened, and we stray a little further away, but one always goes back, that is to say we ordinary people do. There may be men who are strong enough to file away the rivets—men, not often women!" Mannister bent over the handles and the car slackened speed. ”
E. Phillips Oppenheim,
The Long Arm of Mannister — IX. At the End of the Journey
(1908)
“ Mannister did not reply, for they were still in the suburbs of London, and the great car which he was driving needed all his attention. But soon the tramway lines came to an end, the road broadened, they were passing from suburbanism to the country proper. Mrs. De la Mere leaned back amongst the cushions and half closed her eyes. "After all," she murmured, "I am sure that there is nothing more beautiful than the simple pleasures of life. What is it in the hedges that smells so sweet?" The west wind blew in their faces. Mannister took off his cap and threw it behind to the chauffeur. ”
