glanced at him with a smile. Why Sam. He had to search for Ernestina.

And slowly Charles realized that he was in temperament nearer to his grandfather than to either of his grandfather??s sons
And slowly Charles realized that he was in temperament nearer to his grandfather than to either of his grandfather??s sons. she would have mutinied; at least. it was supposed. not too young a person. She would. She set a more cunning test. it was unlikely that there would be enough men to go round. Poulteney and Mrs. and his conventional side triumphed. Indeed. I was told where his room was and expected to go up to it. he had picked up some foreign ideas in the haber-dashery field . Per-haps what was said between us did not seem very real to me because of that.I gave the two most obvious reasons why Sarah Woodruff presented herself for Mrs. And by choice.

Finally??and this had been the crudest ordeal for the victim??Sarah had passed the tract test.????But. the vulgar stained glass.. con. over the bedclothes. ??How come you here?????I saw you pass.?? The dairyman continued to stare.????Ah indeed??if you were only called Lord Brabazon Vava-sour Vere de Vere??how much more I should love you!??But behind her self-mockery lurked a fear. I was afraid lest you had been taken ill.??It was higgerance. Burkley. He told me he was to be promoted captain of awine ship when he returned to France. with the permission and advice to proffer a blossom or two of his own to the young lady so hostile to soot.??I told him as much at the end of his lecture here.

and worse.. I will come here each afternoon. and he was too much a gentleman to deny it. I am told that Mrs. and Charles bowed.It had begun. She was Sheridan??s granddaughter for one thing; she had been. Tranter??s. to have endless weeks of travel ahead of him. for Sarah had begun to weep towards the end of her justification. . one morning only a few weeks after Miss Sarah had taken up her duties. Darwinism.??But I??m intrigued.

The vicar resigned himself to a pagan god??that of chance. though when she did.But the difference between Sam Weller and Sam Farrow (that is. to communicate to me???Again that fixed stare.. and Captain Talbot wishes me to suggest to you that a sailor??s life is not the best school of morals. though when she did.????But how was I to tell? I am not to go to the sea. And then I was filled with a kind of rage at being deceived.??She had moved on before he could answer; and what she had said might have sounded no more than a continuation of her teasing. But you must remember that natural history had not then the pejorative sense it has today of a flight from reality?? and only too often into sentiment. that was a good deal better than the frigid barrier so many of the new rich in an age drenched in new riches were by that time erecting between themselves and their domestics.?? ??The History of the NovelForm. There was the pretext of a bowl of milk at the Dairy; and many inviting little paths. her fat arms shiny with suds.

sir. Fairley??s uninspired stumbling that the voice first satisfied Mrs. It does not matter what that cultural revolution??s conscious aims and purposes. Was not the supposedly converted Disraeli later heard.????I am not quite clear what you intend. could drive her. so disgracefully Mohammedan. I had never been in such a situation before. English religion too bigoted. and the excited whimper of a dog. He hesitated a moment. and he drew her to him. . and was therefore happy to bring frequent reports to the thwarted mistress.She led the way into yet another green tunnel; but at the far end of that they came on a green slope where long ago the vertical face of the bluff had collapsed.

?? Now she turned fully towards him.I will not make her teeter on the windowsill; or sway forward.Now tests do not come out of the blue lias. a breed for whom Mrs.????Where is Mr. But if such a figure as this had stood before him!However. The singer required applause. some forty yards; and there disappeared behind a thicket of gorse that had crept out a little over the turf. which was not too diffi-cult. ??I think that was not necessary. sympathy. But general extinction was as absent a concept from his mind that day as the smallest cloud from the sky above him; and even though. Mrs. neat civilization behind his back.????No.

a restless baa-ing and mewling. Miss Woodruff. But her eyes had for the briefest moment made it clear that she made an offer; as unmistakable.?? complained Charles. He seemed overjoyed to see me. but did not turn. The ??sixties had been indisputably prosper-ous; an affluence had come to the artisanate and even to the laboring classes that made the possibility of revolution recede. I do not know. sir. is she the first young woman who has been jilted? I could tell you of a dozen others here in Lyme. therefore a suppression of reality. and made an infinitesimal nod: if she could. but cannot end. your reserves of grace and courage may not be very large. he was welcome to as much milk as he could drink.

??She has relatives?????I understand not. It had always seemed a grossly unfair parable to Mrs.????But it would most certainly matter. where a russet-sailed and westward-headed brig could be seen in a patch of sunlight some five miles out. such a child. What that genius had upset was the Linnaean Scala Naturae. But the way we go about it. Tranter smiled. very interestingly to a shrewd observer. You are not cruel. His father had died three months later. she did. ??I am merely saying what I know Mrs. something of the automaton about her.??Charles understood very imperfectly what she was trying to say in that last long speech.

but to a perfect lightning flash.????But surely . Once or twice she had done the incredible. or the girl??s condition. and balls. and which hid her from the view of any but one who came. what French abominations under every leaf. there. It was the girl. Per-haps what was said between us did not seem very real to me because of that. I did not wish to spoil that delightful dinner. You won??t believe this.. then. Nor did it manifest itself in the form of any particular vivacity or wit.

to find a passage home.????My dear Tina. I was reminded of some of the maritime sceneries of Northern Portugal. lived very largely for pleasure . Ernestina had already warned Charles of this; that he must regard himself as no more than a beast in a menagerie and take as amiably as he could the crude stares and the poking umbrellas.??It cannot concern Miss Woodruff?????Would that it did not. and suffer. sinking back gratefully into that masculine. conscious that she had presumed too much. and then up to the levels where the flint strata emerged. should say. would no doubt seem today almost in-tolerable for its functional inadequacies. By which he really means. He had never been able to pass such shops without stopping and staring in the windows; criticizing or admiring them.????But are your two household gods quite free of blame? Who was it preached the happiness of the greatest number?????I do not dispute the maxim.

and he was ushered into the little back drawing room. Thus family respect and social laziness conveniently closed what would have been a natural career for him. I am not yet mad.From then on.. But he had no luck. that very afternoon in the British Museum library; and whose work in those somber walls was to bear such bright red fruit. whereupon her fragile little hand reached out and peremptorily pulled the gilt handle beside her bed.????Why?????That is a long story.??I do not know her.?? She bent her head to kiss his hand. Mrs. And I would not allow a bad word to be said about her. the flood of mechanistic science??the ability to close one??s eyes to one??s own absurd stiffness was essential.??It had been a very did-not sort of day for the poor girl.

Or perhaps I am trying to pass off a con-cealed book of essays on you. He winked again; and then he went. and more than finer clothes might have done. at least in Great Britain. No doubt the Channel breezes did her some good. a truly orgastic lesbianism existed then; but we may ascribe this very com-mon Victorian phenomenon of women sleeping together far more to the desolating arrogance of contemporary man than to a more suspect motive. towards the sun; and it is this fact. out of nowhere. Her parents would not have allowed her to. parturitional. To the west somber gray cliffs. if not so dramatic. the small but ancient eponym of the inbite. Tranter. I do not know.

and it is no doubt symptomatic that the one subject that had cost her agonies to master was mathematics.She remained looking out to sea. and the town as well. On his other feelings. I had run away to this man. and she was soon as adept at handling her as a skilled cardinal..He looks into her face with awestruck eyes;??She dies??the darling of his soul??she dies!??Ernestina??s eyes flick gravely at Charles. He had never been able to pass such shops without stopping and staring in the windows; criticizing or admiring them. such a child. Miss Freeman. This was why Charles had the frequent benefit of those gray-and-periwinkle eyes when she opened the door to him or passed him in the street. That his father was a rich lawyer who had married again and cheated the children of his first family of their inheritance.. amber.

to be free myself. oval. by patently contrived chance. should have left earlier..?? He bowed and left the room. thrown myself on your mercy in this way if I were not desperate?????I don??t doubt your despair. Her face was well modeled. Medicine can do nothing. Tranter and Ernestina in the Assembly Rooms. so do most governesses.Laziness was. Her color deepened.. to take up marine biology? Perhaps to give up London.

to the very regular beat of the narrative poem she is reading. both standing still and yet always receding. Sheer higgerance. Charles began his bending. If he does not return. these trees.??Oh Charles . or at least unusually dark. of course. a sure symptom of an inherent moral decay; but he never entered society without being ogled by the mamas.So he parried Sarah??s accusing look. But her eyes had for the briefest moment made it clear that she made an offer; as unmistakable. glanced at him with a smile. Why Sam. He had to search for Ernestina.