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Chapter 147 of 451

COMPROMISERS

1 min read · Chapter 147 of 451
These are mere chips in the porridge, neither souring nor sweetening: they give forth no flavour, but they take the flavour of that which surrounds them; they are the creatures of circumstances, not helms-men who avail themselves of stream and tide, but mere drift-wood carried along by any and every current which may take hold on them. 1418.326

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