...he might have been seen on most days at this time trying the temper of the mortar by punching the joints with his stick, looking at the grain of a floor-board, and meditating where it grew, or picturing under what circumstances the last fire would be kindled in the at present sootless chimneys.From Fellow Townsmen in Wessex Tales. A superb collection of short stories.
"Remember you are dust".
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