COM - Chapter Ten- Jack and Stephen
When Jack came in he found him sitting before a tray of bird's skins and labels. Stephen looked up, and after a moment said 'To a tormented mind there is nothing, I believe, more irritating than comfort. Apart from anything else it often implies superior wisdom in the comforter. But I am very sorry for your trouble, my dear.'
'Thank you, Stephen. Had you told me that there was always a tomorrow, I think I should have thrust your calendar down your throat.'
He sank into a reverie, while Stephen went on sorting and labelling his skins.
How right Stephen is! How well they understand each other! Sometimes attempted comfort only adds to the aggravation.
Of mermen, rosins, tippets, the treatment of a lord lieutenant and other subjects concerning our heroes. :D
'Thank you, Stephen. Had you told me that there was always a tomorrow, I think I should have thrust your calendar down your throat.'
He sank into a reverie, while Stephen went on sorting and labelling his skins.
How right Stephen is! How well they understand each other! Sometimes attempted comfort only adds to the aggravation.
Of mermen, rosins, tippets, the treatment of a lord lieutenant and other subjects concerning our heroes. :D