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"Lost Horizons"
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machinist it might be a world run like clock-work. To the backfence gossiper" — he grinned — "it might be Hollywood. To me it's something quite different. Any quiet nook where there's peace. My car will do, when it's parked along a good fishing stream a hundred miles from nowhere. Or anybody's creaky old boat, as long as it has the sea around it. Most often, with the doors closed, it's my library at home."
Then suddenly lie changed his mood and his tone. "You know it's a funny thing about people. Take this fellow, Bob Conway, the man in the picture, the part I play, for example. He was an adventurer before he went to Shangri-la. Always ferreting out excitement, always jumping headlong into the thick of things, always curious, eager to try anything once. Yet when he is brought by force to Shangri-la, along with several fellow travelers, he is the first to fall under its spell. The rest hate it, fear it, as something ominous and strange. Yet from the beginning Conway falls into the peaceful pattern of the place.
Some people may find that difficult to understand. But I understand it, perfectly. Because in a lesser degree I used to follow excitement around too. Of course I was never decorated for bravery or anything like that. I never made English conquests in Africa. Unlike Conway, I never did anything really noble or daring. But I did try to. Like millions of other very young men I saw zest in everything, even in war. Like the millions of others, too, I found there was nothing zestful about it. But -Iwasn't cured. Why I even saw the jobless aftermath as a glorious experience ... a chance to prove my mettle, to strike out on my own. [Continued on page 85]
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