“Good sir, I think you not half so sorrowful as myself.”
“I am more sorrowful than any man I ever met,” said the Red Knight, “my acute historical consciousness being widened and deepened by my advanced years. With all respect, your sorrow is but japes to my sorrow.”
Then Sir Roger swooned away from sorrow, and woke and swooned again, and every time he woke he swooned anew.
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