What made those holes and rents / In the dock's harsh swarth leaves, bruised as to baulk / All hope of greenness?
[…] I have already found that I can't write 'message' fiction of any kind. I can only write the kind I like best to read, which is the bang-up adventure type […]
Conrad: I am not sure if this phrase is commonly used...
At this point the thoughts of the boy are couched in the language of the boy — they are monologuized.
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