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It is terrible to be desirous of saying all sorts of passionate things, while convention debars you from any but the most commonplace. 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It is terrible to be desirous of saying all sorts of passionate things, while convention debars you from any but the most commonplace. (Excerpts from chapter 1.)]]></description><guid isPermaLink="false">https://api.spreaker.com/episode/72724515</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2026 02:21:37 +0000</pubDate><enclosure url="https://dts.podtrac.com/redirect.mp3/api.spreaker.com/download/episode/72724515/mrs_craddock_w_somerset_maugham_part_1.mp3" length="281163258" type="audio/mpeg"/><itunes:author>W. Somerset Maugham</itunes:author><itunes:subtitle>“I thought it was you I saw coming up the hill,” she said, stretching out her hand. He stopped and shook it; the touch of his big, firm fingers made her tremble. His hand was massive and hard as if it were hewn of stone. She looked up at him and...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:summary><![CDATA[“I thought it was you I saw coming up the hill,” she said, stretching out her hand. He stopped and shook it; the touch of his big, firm fingers made her tremble. 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