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Chapter 1

           Themass-producedmiddle-classboysIhadtoteachwerebadenough;theclaustrophobiclittletownwasanightmare;butthereallyintolerablethingwasthecommonroom.Itbecamealmostarelieftogointoclass.Boredom,thenumbingannualpredictabilityoflife,hungoverthestafflikeacloud.Anditwasrealboredom,notmymodishennui.Fromitflowedcant,hypocrisyandtheimpotentrageoftheoldwhoknowtheyhavefailedandtheyoungwhosuspectthattheywillfail.Theseniormastersstoodlikegallowssermons;withsomeofthemonehadasortofvertigo,aglimpseofthebottomlesspitofhumanfutility…orsoIbegantofeelduringmysecondterm.

           IcouldnotspendmylifecrossingsuchaSahara;andthemoreIfeltitthemoreIfeltalsothatthesmug,petrifiedschoolwasatoymodeloftheentirecountryandthattoquittheoneandnottheotherwouldberidiculous.TherewasalsoagirlIwastiredof.

           Myresignationwasacceptedwithresignation.TheheadmasterbrisklysupposedfrommyvaguereferencestoapersonalrestlessnessthatIwantedtogotoAmericaortheDominions.

           "Ihaven’tdecidedyet,Headmaster."

           "Ithinkwemighthavemadeagoodteacherofyou,Urfe.Andyoumighthavemadesomethingofus,youknow.Butit’stoolateflow…

           "I’mafraidso."

           "Idon’tknowifIapproveofallthiswanderingoffabroad.Myadviceis,don’tgo.However…vousl’avezvoulu,GeorgesDanton.Vousl’avezvoulu."

           Themisquotationwastypical.

           ItpouredwithrainthedayIleft

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