It is the fact that, for the time, he is bereft of his senses; he is a man who has gone mad. He spends his money madly, he treats his friends madly, he treats himself madly. Those who would love him best if he were not mad are now afraid of him, and often hide themselves from him, and well they may. For this man, in his madness, may hurt them, strike them, kill them.

Because of a shortage of W.R. pannier tanks, two E6 0-6-2 tanks, Nos. 32410/5, were engaged as bankers on the Folkestone Harbour branch at the beginning of March; ….

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When I arrived within sight or hearing of the army, it again harrowed up my melancholy feelings that had subsided on my journey.