Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Daily Dose

From Hindoo Holiday, by J. R. Ackerely


"Such a queer, unearthly little figure he looked, bareheaded and wrapped in a dark-red toga, rocking on his rump in the moonlight.

'All day long,' he said, 'it has been a struggle between my conscience and my inclination. But I must go.'"

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