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all they had. Angle, Jute, Pict, Scot-it all soaked in. And you see it here, blended into a type, yet distinguishable in its separate elements ... fermenting into Thurstan, mellowing into Dale-blood of the stolid Shorrock, blood of the light John Johnson-blood of the cold English, the mad English-rough as Usquebaugh, smooth as Mead-strong red liquor !

Most of us are stolid and reserved, shy of strangers and of the sound of our own voices.
But there is a dark fire under the crust, and a hard current under the ice of the poker-faced Englishman. The expressionless Englishman, mouse-whiskered and talking at the ends of his teeth and greeting his bestbeloved friend with a curt "Hallo",-demanding mutton chops and strong tea of the luxurious restaurateur of the Hermitage, yet drinking like a Russian, duelling like a Hungarian, gambling like a Chinaman, or swearing like a Croat' if the occasion demanded it, was always a little mad and curiously colourful to the amazed peoples of the Continent when he went on tour.
Heavy and immobile, or high-strung and variable blond; enigmatic black; mercurial red; or primary blond, red, and black ground into the prevalent common nondescript brown-in these men there is a strange wayward will. Dash of ferocious Britain, spot of aromatic Asia, jigger of crazy Celt, splash of gentle and murderous Saxon, tinge of iron Roman, shot of haughty Norman, drip of fierce Norse-the elements, even when they are blended to neutrality, give birth to something queerly individual. You can imagine the

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