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Eventually I landed myself in the bungalow of the Police Magistrate, Dutton.
Dutton's character and career were odd and I propose to interrupt the narrative of
my own life in order to pursue that of Dutton's in so far as I was able to observe it.
Dutton was not a pukka Sahib and was not accepted as such by the pukka
Sahibs of Jaffna. To begin with he was" not a public school boy and had not been
to a university. We were, of course, not all in so high a social category as that, but
most of ...
About three months after I went to live in Dutton's bungalow, he told me one
evening that he had had a most unpleasant case to try that morning. The Tamil
advocate in question had brought a case against a young Burgher girl for abuse
and indecent language, alleging that she had come to his house, where he lived
respectably with his wife and family, and in the middle of the day, standing in the
street, shouted in a loud voice: "Come out, you son of a whore! Come out, you
son of a ...
After I had lived some months with Dutton, I began to urge him to mix with other
people and suggested that he should come with me one evening to the tennis
courts. At first he refused, but I saw that he was rather anxious to do so, and that
fear alone prevented him. Eventually he decided to come with me and play tennis
, and so one evening, fitted out with tennis shoes and a racket, Dutton appeared,
to the astonishment of the habituds, on the courts. Among the habituds or
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In the feudal society of Ceylon "I felt that there was some depth of happiness rather than pleasure, of satisfaction, . . . which the western world is losing or has lost." (p 158) Judgments such as ... Read full review
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This is the second book Leonard Woolf wrote of his life. He is a graceful author, and a sensitive man. Good look into an aristocratic young britisher and his growing up. Read full review