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and find the same thing. Man's a gregarious beast, a gregarious beast, and no money will buy you out of your own time-any more than out of your own skin. All the way up and all the way down the scale there's the same discontent. No one is quite sure where they stand, and every one's fretting. The herd's uneasy and feverish. All the old tradition goes or has gone, and there's no one to make a new tradition. Where are your nobles now? Where are your gentlemen? They vanished directly the peasant found out he wasn't happy and ceased to be a peasant. There's big men and little men mixed up together, and that's all. None of us know where we are. Your cads in a bank holiday train, and your cads on a two-thousandpound motor, except for a difference in scale, there's not a pin to choose between them. Your smart society is as low and vulgar and uncomfortable for a balanced soul as a gin palace, no more and no less; there's no place or level of honour or fine living left in the world, so what's the good of climbing?'
" Ear, 'ear,' said Sid.
`It's true,' said Kipps.
`I don't climb,' said Masterman, and accepted Kipps' silent offer of another cigarette.
`No,' he said. `This world is out of joint. It's broken up, and I doubt if it'll heal. I doubt very much if it'll heal. We're in the beginning of the Sickness of the World.'
He rolled his cigarette in his lean fingers and repeated with satisfaction, `The Sickness of the World.'
`It's we've got to make it better,' said Sid, and looked at Kipps.
`Ah, Sid's an optimist,' said Masterman.
`So you are, most times,' said Sid.
Kipps lit another cigarette with an air of intelligent participation.
'Frankly,' said Masterman, recrossing his legs and expelling a jet of smoke luxuriously, `frankly, I think this civilisation of ours is on the topple.'
`There's Socialism,' said Sid.
`There's no imagination to make use of it.'
`We've got to make one,' said Sid.
`In a couple of centuries, perhaps,' said Masterrnan. `But meanwhile we're going to have a pretty acute attack of universal confusion. Universal confusion. Like one of

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Your smart society is as low and vulgar and uncomfortable for a balanced soul as a gin palace, no more and no less; there's no place or level of honour or fine living left in what is world, so what's what is good of climbing?' " Ear, 'ear,' said Sid. `It's true,' said Kipps. `I don't climb,' said Masterman, and accepted Kipps' silent offer of another cigarette. `No,' he said. `This world is out of joint. It's broken up, and I doubt if it'll heal. I doubt very much if it'll heal. We're in what is beginning of what is Sickness of what is World.' He rolled his cigarette in his lean fingers and repeated with satisfaction, `The Sickness of what is World.' `It's we've got to make it better,' said Sid, and looked at Kipps. `Ah, Sid's an optimist,' said Masterman. `So you are, most times,' said Sid. Kipps lit another cigarette with an air of intelligent participation. 'Frankly,' said Masterman, recrossing his legs and expelling a jet of smoke luxuriously, `frankly, I think this civilisation of ours is on what is topple.' `There's Socialism,' said Sid. `There's no imagination to make use of it.' `We've got to make one,' said Sid. `In a couple of centuries, perhaps,' said Masterrnan. `But meanwhile we're going to have a pretty acute attack of universal confusion. Universal confusion. Like one of where is Server.Execute("_SiteMap.asp") % travel books: Kipps (1905) books

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