,but
that
way
is
n't
yours
.
I
believe
he
has
a
good
deal
of
money
,
but
he
has
neither
brains
nor
principle
.
There
's
no
harm
in
your
observing
the
nature
and
habits
of
such
individuals
,
but
do
n't
allow
yourself
to
forget
that
they
are
altogether
beneath
you
.
'
'
There
's
no
need
whatever
for
you
to
teach
me
self-respect
,
'
replied
the
girl
.
'
I
'm
quite
sure
of
that
;
but
you
are
inexperienced
.
On
the
whole
,
I
do
rather
wish
that
you
would
go
less
frequently
to
Mrs.
Lane
's
.
It
was
rather
an
unfortunate
choice
of
yours
.
Very
much
better
if
you
could
have
got
on
a
good
footing
with
the
Barnabys
.
If
you
are
generally
looked
upon
as
belonging
to
the
Lanes
'
set
it
will
make
it
difficult
for
you
to
get
in
with
the
better
people
.
'
Maud
was
not
to
be
drawn
into
argument
,
and
Jasper
could
only
hope
that
his
words
would
have
some
weight
with
her
.
The
Mr.
Dolomore
in
question
was
a
young
man
of
rather
offensive
type
—
athletic
,
dandiacal
,
and
half-educated
.
It
astonished
Jasper
that
his
sister
could
tolerate
such
an
empty
creature
for
a
moment
;
who
has
not
felt
the
like
surprise
with
regard
to
women
's
inclinations
?
He
talked
with
Dora
about
it
,
but
she
was
not
in
her
sister
's
confidence
.
'
I
think
you
ought
to
have
some
influence
with
her
,
'
Jasper
said
.
'
Maud
wo
n't
allow
anyone
to
interfere
in
—
her
private
affairs
.
'
'
It
would
be
unfortunate
if
she
made
me
quarrel
with
her
.
'
'
Oh
,
surely
there
is
n't
any
danger
of
that
?
'
'
I
do
n't
know
,
she
must
n't
be
obstinate
.
'
Jasper
himself
saw
a
good
deal
of
miscellaneous
society
at
this
time
.
He
could
not
work
so
persistently
as
usual
,
and
with
wise
tactics
he
used
the
seasons
of
enforced
leisure
to
extend
his
acquaintance
.
Marian
and
he
were
together
twice
a
week
,
in
the
evening
.
Of
his
old
Bohemian
associates
he
kept
up
intimate
relations
with
one
only
,
and
that
was
Whelpdale
.
This
was
in
a
measure
obligatory
,
for
Whelpdale
frequently
came
to
see
him
,
and
it
would
have
been
difficult
to
repel
a
man
who
was
always
making
known
how
highly
he
esteemed
the
privilege
of
Milvain
's
friendship
,
and
whose
company
on
the
whole
was
agreeable
enough
.
At
the
present
juncture
Whelpdale
's
cheery
flattery
was
a
distinct
assistance
;
it
helped
to
support
Jasper
in
his
self-confidence
,
and
to
keep
the
brightest
complexion
on
the
prospect
to
which
he
had
committed
himself
.
'
Whelpdale
is
anxious
to
make
Marian
's
acquaintance
,
'
Jasper
said
to
his
sisters
one
day
.
'
Shall
we
have
him
here
to-morrow
evening
?
'
'
Just
as
you
like
,
'
Maud
replied
.
'
You
wo
n't
object
,
Dora
?
'
'
Oh
no
!
I
rather
like
Mr.
Whelpdale
.
'
'
If
I
were
to
repeat
that
to
him
he
'd
go
wild
with
delight
.
But
do
n't
be
afraid
;
I
sha
n't
.
I
'll
ask
him
to
come
for
an
hour
,
and
trust
to
his
discretion
not
to
bore
us
by
staying
too
long
.
'
A
note
was
posted
to
Whelpdale
;
he
was
invited
to
present
himself
at
eight
o'clock
,
by
which
time
Marian
would
have
arrived
.
Jasper
's
room
was
to
be
the
scene
of
the
assembly
,
and
punctual
to
the
minute
the
literary
adviser
appeared
.
He
was
dressed
with
all
the
finish
his
wardrobe
allowed
,
and
his
face
beamed
with
gratification
;
it
was
rapture
to
him
to
enter
the
presence
of
these
three
girls
,
one
of
whom
he
had
,
more
suo
,
held
in
romantic
remembrance
since
his
one
meeting
with
her
at
Jasper
's
old
lodgings
.
His
eyes
melted
with
tenderness
as
he
approached
Dora
and
saw
her
smile
of
gracious
recognition
.
By
Maud
he
was
profoundly
impressed
.
Marian
inspired
him
with
no
awe
,
but
he
fully
appreciated
the
charm
of
her
features
and
her
modest
gravity
.
After
all
,
it
was
to
Dora
that
his
eyes
turned
again
most
naturally
.
He
thought
her
exquisite
,
and
,
rather
than
be
long
without
a
glimpse
of
her
,
he
contented
himself
with
fixing
his
eyes
on
the
hem
of
her
dress
and
the
boot-toe
that
occasionally
peeped
from
beneath
it
.
As
was
to
be
expected
in
such
a
circle
,
conversation
soon
turned
to
the
subject
of
literary
struggles
.
'
I
always
feel
it
rather
humiliating
,
'
said
Jasper
,
'
that
I
have
gone
through
no
very
serious
hardships
.
It
must
be
so
gratifying
to
say
to
young
fellows
who
are
just
beginning
:
"
Ah
,
I
remember
when
I
was
within
an
ace
of
starving
to
death
,
"
and
then
come
out
with
Grub
Street
reminiscences
of
the
most
appalling
kind
.
Unfortunately
,
I
have
always
had
enough
to
eat
.
'
'
I
have
n't
,
'
exclaimed
Whelpdale
.
'
I
have
lived
for
five
days
on
a
few
cents
'
worth
of
pea-nuts
in
the
States
.
'
'
What
are
pea-nuts
,
Mr.
Whelpdale
?
'
asked
Dora
.
Delighted
with
the
question
,
Whelpdale
described
that
undesirable
species
of
food
.
'
It
was
in
Troy
,
'
he
went
on
,
'
Troy
,
N
.
Y
.
To
think
that
a
man
should
live
on
peanuts
in
a
town
called
Troy
!
'
'
Tell
us
those
adventures
,
'
cried
Jasper
.
'
It
's
a
long
time
since
I
heard
them
,
and
the
girls
will
enjoy
it
vastly
.
'
Dora
looked
at
him
with
such
good-humoured
interest
that
the
traveller
needed
no
further
persuasion
.
'
It
came
to
pass
in
those
days
,
'
he
began
,
'
that
I
inherited
from
my
godfather
a
small
,
a
very
small
,
sum
of
money
.
I
was
making
strenuous
efforts
to
write
for
magazines
,
with
absolutely
no
encouragement
.
As
everybody
was
talking
just
then
of
the
Centennial
Exhibition
at
Philadelphia
,
I
conceived
the
brilliant
idea
of
crossing
the
Atlantic
,
in
the
hope
that
I
might
find
valuable
literary
material
at
the
Exhibition
—
or
Exposition
,
as
they
called
it
—
and
elsewhere
.
I
wo
n't
trouble
you
with
an
account
of
how
I
lived
whilst
I
still
had
money
;
sufficient
that
no
one
would
accept
the
articles
I
sent
to
England
,
and
that
at
last
I
got
into
perilous
straits
.
I
went
to
New
York
,
and
thought
of
returning
home
,
but
the
spirit
of
adventure
was
strong
in
me
.
"
I
'll
go
West
,
"
I
said
to
myself
.
"
There
I
am
bound
to
find
material
.
"
And
go
I
did
,
taking
an
emigrant
ticket
to
Chicago
.
It
was
December
,
and
I
should
like
you
to
imagine
what
a
journey
of
a
thousand
miles
by
an
emigrant
train
meant
at
that
season
.
The
cars
were
deadly
cold
,
and
what
with
that
and
the
hardness
of
the
seats
I
found
it
impossible
to
sleep
;
it
reminded
me
of
tortures
I
had
read
about
;
I
thought
my
brain
would
have
burst
with
the
need
of
sleeping
.
At
Cleveland
,
in
Ohio
,
we
had
to
wait
several
hours
in
the
night
;
I
left
the
station
and
wandered
about
till
I
found
myself
on
the
edge
of
a
great
cliff
that
looked
over
Lake
Erie
.
A
magnificent
picture
!
Brilliant
moonlight
,
and
all
the
lake
away
to
the
horizon
frozen
and
covered
with
snow
.
The
clocks
struck
two
as
I
stood
there
.
'
He
was
interrupted
by
the
entrance
of
a
servant
who
brought
coffee
.
'
Nothing
could
be
more
welcome
,
'
cried
Dora
.
'
Mr
.
Whelpdale
makes
one
feel
quite
chilly
.
'
There
was
laughter
and
chatting
whilst
Maud
poured
out
the
beverage
.
Then
Whelpdale
pursued
his
narrative
.
'
I
reached
Chicago
with
not
quite
five
dollars
in
my
pockets
,
and
,
with
a
courage
which
I
now
marvel
at
,
I
paid
immediately
four
dollars
and
a
half
for
a
week
's
board
and
lodging
.
"
Well
,
"
I
said
to
myself
,
"
for
a
week
I
am
safe
.
If
I
earn
nothing
in
that
time
,
at
least
I
shall
owe
nothing
when
I
have
to
turn
out
into
the
streets
.
"
It
was
a
rather
dirty
little
boarding-house
,
in
Wabash
Avenue
,
and
occupied
,
as
I
soon
found
,
almost
entirely
by
actors
.
There
was
no
fireplace
in
my
bedroom
,
and
if
there
had
been
I
could
n't
have
afforded
a
fire
.
But
that
mattered
little
;
what
I
had
to
do
was
to
set
forth
and
discover
some
way
of
making
money
.
Do
n't
suppose
that
I
was
in
a
desperate
state
of
mind
;
how
it
was
,
I
do
n't
quite
know
,
but
I
felt
decidedly
cheerful
.
It
was
pleasant
to
be
in
this
new
region
of
the
earth
,
and
I
went
about
the
town
like
a
tourist
who
has
abundant
resources
.
'
He
sipped
his
coffee
.
'
I
saw
nothing
for
it
but
to
apply
at
the
office
of
some
newspaper
,
and
as
I
happened
to
light
upon
the
biggest
of
them
first
of
all
,
I
put
on
a
bold
face
,
marched
in
,
asked
if
I
could
see
the
editor
.
There
was
no
difficulty
whatever
about
this
;
I
was
told
to
ascend
by
means
of
the
"
elevator
"
to
an
upper
storey
,
and
there
I
walked
into
a
comfortable
little
room
where
a
youngish
man
sat
smoking
a
cigar
at
a
table
covered
with
print
and
manuscript
.
I
introduced
myself
,
stated
my
business
.
"
Can
you
give
me
work
of
any
kind
on
your
paper
?
"
"
Well
,
what
experience
have
you
had
?
"
"
None
whatever
.
"
The
editor
smiled
.
"
I
'm
very
much
afraid
you
would
be
no
use
to
us
.
But
what
do
you
think
you
could
do
?
"
Well
now
,
there
was
but
one
thing
that
by
any
possibility
I
could
do
.
I
asked
him
:
"
Do
you
publish
any
fiction
—
short
stories
?
"
"
Yes
,
we
're
always
glad
of
a
short
story
,
if
it
's
good
.
"
This
was
a
big
daily
paper
;
they
have
weekly
supplements
of
all
conceivable
kinds
of
matter
.
"
Well
,
"
I
said
,
"
if
I
write
a
story
of
English
life
,
will
you
consider
it
?
"
"
With
pleasure
.
"
I
left
him
,
and
went
out
as
if
my
existence
were
henceforth
provided
for
.
'
He
laughed
heartily
,
and
was
joined
by
his
hearers
.
'
It
was
a
great
thing
to
be
permitted
to
write
a
story
,
but
then
—
what
story
?
I
went
down
to
the
shore
of
Lake
Michigan
;
walked
there
for
half
an
hour
in
an
icy
wind
.
Then
I
looked
for
a
stationer
's
shop
,
and
laid
out
a
few
of
my
remaining
cents
in
the
purchase
of
pen
,
ink
,
and
paper
—
my
stock
of
all
these
things
was
at
an
end
when
I
left
New
York
.
Then
back
to
the
boarding-house
.
Impossible
to
write
in
my
bedroom
,
the
temperature
was
below
zero
;
there
was
no
choice
but
to
sit
down
in
the
common
room
,
a
place
like
the
smoke-room
of
a
poor
commercial
hotel
in
England
.
A
dozen
men
were
gathered
about
the
fire
,
smoking
,
talking
,
quarrelling
.
Favourable
conditions
,
you
see
,
for
literary
effort
.
But
the
story
had
to
be
written
,
and
write
it
I
did
,
sitting
there
at
the
end
of
a
deal
table
;
I
finished
it
in
less
than
a
couple
of
days
,
a
good
long
story
,
enough
to
fill
three
columns
of
the
huge
paper
.
I
stand
amazed
at
my
power
of
concentration
as
often
as
I
think
of
it
!
'
'
And
was
it
accepted
?
'
asked
Dora
.
'
You
shall
hear
.
I
took
my
manuscript
to
the
editor
,
and
he
told
me
to
come
and
see
him
again
next
morning
.
I
did
n't
forget
the
appointment
.
As
I
entered
he
smiled
in
a
very
promising
way
,
and
said
,
"
I
think
your
story
will
do
.
I
'll
put
it
into
the
Saturday
supplement
.
Call
on
Saturday
morning
and
I
'll
remunerate
you
.
"
How
well
I
remember
that
word
"
remunerate
"
!
I
have
had
an
affection
for
the
word
ever
since
.
And
remunerate
me
he
did
;
scribbled
something
on
a
scrap
of
paper
,
which
I
presented
to
the
cashier
.
The
sum
was
eighteen
dollars
.
Behold
me
saved
!
'
He
sipped
his
coffee
again
.
'
I
have
never
come
across
an
English
editor
who
treated
me
with
anything
like
that
consideration
and
general
kindliness
.
How
the
man
had
time
,
in
his
position
,
to
see
me
so
often
,
and
do
things
in
such
a
human
way
,
I
ca
n't
understand
.
Imagine
anyone
trying
the
same
at
the
office
of
a
London
newspaper
!
To
begin
with
,
one
could
n't
see
the
editor
at
all
.
I
shall
always
think
with
profound
gratitude
of
that
man
with
the
peaked
brown
beard
and
pleasant
smile
.
'
'
But
did
the
pea-nuts
come
after
that
?
'
inquired
Dora
.
'
Alas
!
they
did
.
For
some
months
I
supported
myself
in
Chicago
,
writing
for
that
same
paper
,
and
for
others
.
But
at
length
the
flow
of
my
inspiration
was
checked
;
I
had
written
myself
out
.
And
I
began
to
grow
home-sick
,
wanted
to
get
back
to
England
.
The
result
was
that
I
found
myself
one
day
in
New
York
again
,
but
without
money
enough
to
pay
for
a
passage
home
.
I
tried
to
write
one
more
story
.
But
it
happened
,
as
I
was
looking
over
newspapers
in
a
reading-room
,
that
I
saw
one
of
my
Chicago
tales
copied
into
a
paper
published
at
Troy
.
Now
Troy
was
not
very
far
off
,
and
it
occurred
to
me
that
,
if
I
went
there
,
the
editor
of
this
paper
might
be
disposed
to
employ
me
,
seeing
he
had
a
taste
for
my
fiction
.
And
I
went
,
up
the
Hudson
by
steamboat
.
On
landing
at
Troy
I
was
as
badly
off
as
when
I
reached
Chicago
;
I
had
less
than
a
dollar
.
And
the
worst
of
it
was
I
had
come
on
a
vain
errand
;
the
editor
treated
me
with
scant
courtesy
,
and
no
work
was
to
be
got
.
I
took
a
little
room
,
paying
for
it
day
by
day
,
and
in
the
meantime
I
fed
on
those
loathsome
pea-nuts
,
buying
a
handful
in
the
street
now
and
then
.
And
I
assure
you
I
looked
starvation
in
the
face
.
'
'
What
sort
of
a
town
is
Troy
?
'
asked
Marian
,
speaking
for
the
first
time
.
'
Do
n't
ask
me
.
They
make
straw-hats
there
principally
,
and
they
sell
pea-nuts
.
More
I
remember
not
.
'
'
But
you
did
n't
starve
to
death
,
'
said
Maud
.
'
No
,
I
just
did
n't
.
I
went
one
afternoon
into
a
lawyer
's
office
,
thinking
I
might
get
some
copying
work
,
and
there
I
found
an
odd-looking
old
man
,
sitting
with
an
open
Bible
on
his
knees
.
He
explained
to
me
that
he
was
n't
the
lawyer
;
that
the
lawyer
was
away
on
business
,
and
that
he
was
just
guarding
the
office
.
Well
,
could
he
help
me
?
He
meditated
,
and
a
thought
occurred
to
him
.
"
Go
,
"
he
said
,
"
to
such
and
such
a
boarding-house
,
and
ask
for
Mr.
Freeman
Sterling
.
He
is
just
starting
on
a
business
tour
,
and
wants
a
young
man
to
accompany
him
.
"
I
did
n't
dream
of
asking
what
the
business
was
,
but
sped
,
as
fast
as
my
trembling
limbs
would
carry
me
,
to
the
address
he
had
mentioned
.
I
asked
for
Mr.
Freeman
Sterling
,
and
found
him
.
He
was
a
photographer
,
and
his
business
at
present
was
to
go
about
getting
orders
for
the
reproducing
of
old
portraits
.
A
good-natured
young
fellow
.
He
said
he
liked
the
look
of
me
,
and
on
the
spot
engaged
me
to
assist
him
in
a
house-to-house
visitation
.
He
would
pay
for
my
board
and
lodging
,
and
give
me
a
commission
on
all
the
orders
I
obtained
.
Forthwith
I
sat
down
to
a
"
square
meal
,
"
and
ate
—
my
conscience
,
how
I
ate
!
'
'
You
were
not
eminently
successful
in
that
pursuit
,
I
think
?
'
said
Jasper
.
'
I
do
n't
think
I
got
half
a
dozen
orders
.
Yet
that
good
Samaritan
supported
me
for
five
or
six
weeks
,
whilst
we
travelled
from
Troy
to
Boston
.
It
could
n't
go
on
;
I
was
ashamed
of
myself
;
at
last
I
told
him
that
we
must
part
.
Upon
my
word
,
I
believe
he
would
have
paid
my
expenses
for
another
month
;
why
,
I
ca
n't
understand
.
But
he
had
a
vast
respect
for
me
because
I
had
written
in
newspapers
,
and
I
do
seriously
think
that
he
did
n't
like
to
tell
me
I
was
a
useless
fellow
.
We
parted
on
the
very
best
of
terms
in
Boston
.
'
'
And
you
again
had
recourse
to
pea-nuts
?
'
asked
Dora
.
'
Well
,
no.
In
the
meantime
I
had
written
to
someone
in
England
,
begging
the
loan
of
just
enough
money
to
enable
me
to
get
home
.
The
money
came
a
day
after
I
had
seen
Sterling
off
by
train
.
'
An
hour
and
a
half
quickly
passed
,
and
Jasper
,
who
wished
to
have
a
few
minutes
of
Marian
's
company
before
it
was
time
for
her
to
go
,
cast
a
significant
glance
at
his
sisters
.
Dora
said
innocently
:
'
You
wished
me
to
tell
you
when
it
was
half-past
nine
,
Marian
.
'
And
Marian
rose
.
This
was
a
signal
Whelpdale
could
not
disregard
.
Immediately
he
made
ready
for
his
own
departure
,
and
in
less
than
five
minutes
was
gone
,
his
face
at
the
last
moment
expressing
blended
delight
and
pain
.
'
Too
good
of
you
to
have
asked
me
to
come
,
'
he
said
with
gratitude
to
Jasper
,
who
went
to
the
door
with
him
.
'
You
are
a
happy
man
,
by
Jove
!
A
happy
man
!
'
When
Jasper
returned
to
the
room
his
sisters
had
vanished
.
Marian
stood
by
the
fire
.
He
drew
near
to
her
,
took
her
hands
,
and
repeated
laughingly
Whelpdale
's
last
words
.
'
Is
it
true
?
'
she
asked
.
'
Tolerably
true
,
I
think
.
'
'
Then
I
am
as
happy
as
you
are
.
'
He
released
her
hands
,
and
moved
a
little
apart
.
'
Marian
,
I
have
been
thinking
about
that
letter
to
your
father
.
I
had
better
get
it
written
,
do
n't
you
think
?
'
She
gazed
at
him
with
troubled
eyes
.
'
Perhaps
you
had
.
Though
we
said
it
might
be
delayed
until
—
'
'
Yes
,
I
know
.
But
I
suspect
you
had
rather
I
did
n't
wait
any
longer
.
Is
n't
that
the
truth
?
'
'
Partly
.
Do
just
as
you
wish
,
Jasper
.
'
'
I
'll
go
and
see
him
,
if
you
like
.
'
'
I
am
so
afraid
—
No
,
writing
will
be
better
.
'
'
Very
well
.
Then
he
shall
have
the
letter
to-morrow
afternoon
.
'
'
Do
n't
let
it
come
before
the
last
post
.
I
had
so
much
rather
not
.
Manage
it
,
if
you
can
.
'
'
Very
well
.
Now
go
and
say
good-night
to
the
girls
.
It
's
a
vile
night
,
and
you
must
get
home
as
soon
as
possible
.
'
She
turned
away
,
but
again
came
towards
him
,
murmuring
:
'
Just
a
word
or
two
more
.
'
'
About
the
letter
?
'
'
No
.
You
have
n't
said
—
'
He
laughed
.
'
And
you
could
n't
go
away
contentedly
unless
I
repeated
for
the
hundredth
time
that
I
love
you
?
'
Marian
searched
his
countenance
.
'
Do
you
think
it
foolish
?
I
live
only
on
those
words
.
'
'
Well
,
they
are
better
than
pea-nuts
.
'
'
Oh
do
n't
!
I
ca
n't
bear
to
—
'
Jasper
was
unable
to
understand
that
such
a
jest
sounded
to
her
like
profanity
.
She
hid
her
face
against
him
,
and
whispered
the
words
that
would
have
enraptured
her
had
they
but
come
from
his
lips
.
The
young
man
found
it
pleasant
enough
to
be
worshipped
,
but
he
could
not
reply
as
she
desired
.
A
few
phrases
of
tenderness
,
and
his
love-vocabulary
was
exhausted
;
he
even
grew
weary
when
something
more
—
the
indefinite
something
—
was
vaguely
required
of
him
.
'
You
are
a
dear
,
good
,
tender-hearted
girl
,
'
he
said
,
stroking
her
short
,
soft
hair
,
which
was
exquisite
to
the
hand
.
'
Now
go
and
get
ready
.
'
She
left
him
,
but
stood
for
a
few
moments
on
the
landing
before
going
to
the
girls
'
room
.
CHAPTER
XXIX
CATASTROPHE
Marian
had
finished
the
rough
draft
of
a
paper
on
James
Harrington
,
author
of
'
Oceana
.
'
Her
father
went
through
it
by
the
midnight
lamp
,
and
the
next
morning
made
his
comments
.
A
black
sky
and
sooty
rain
strengthened
his
inclination
to
sit
by
the
study
fire
and
talk
at
large
in
a
tone
of
flattering
benignity
.
'
Those
paragraphs
on
the
Rota
Club
strike
me
as
singularly
happy
,
'
he
said
,
tapping
the
manuscript
with
the
mouthpiece
of
his
pipe
.
'
Perhaps
you
might
say
a
word
or
two
more
about
Cyriac
Skinner
;
one
must
n't
be
too
allusive
with
general
readers
,
their
ignorance
is
incredible
.
But
there
is
so
little
to
add
to
this
paper
—
so
little
to
alter
—
that
I
could
n't
feel
justified
in
sending
it
as
my
own
work
.
I
think
it
is
altogether
too
good
to
appear
anonymously
.
You
must
sign
it
,
Marian
,
and
have
the
credit
that
is
due
to
you
.
'
'
Oh
,
do
you
think
it
's
worth
while
?
'
answered
the
girl
,
who
was
far
from
easy
under
this
praise
.
Of
late
there
had
been
too
much
of
it
;
it
made
her
regard
her
father
with
suspicions
which
increased
her
sense
of
trouble
in
keeping
a
momentous
secret
from
him
.
'
Yes
,
yes
;
you
had
better
sign
it
.
I
'll
undertake
there
's
no
other
girl
of
your
age
who
could
turn
out
such
a
piece
of
work
.
I
think
we
may
fairly
say
that
your
apprenticeship
is
at
and
end
.
Before
long
,
'
he
smiled
anxiously
,
'
I
may
be
counting
upon
you
as
a
valued
contributor
.
And
that
reminds
me
;
would
you
be
disposed
to
call
with
me
on
the
Jedwoods
at
their
house
next
Sunday
?
'
Marian
understood
the
intention
that
lay
beneath
this
proposal
.
She
saw
that
her
father
would
not
allow
himself
to
seem
discouraged
by
the
silence
she
maintained
on
the
great
subject
which
awaited
her
decision
.
He
was
endeavouring
gradually
to
involve
her
in
his
ambitions
,
to
carry
her
forward
by
insensible
steps
.
It
pained
her
to
observe
the
suppressed
eagerness
with
which
he
looked
for
her
reply
.
'
I
will
go
if
you
wish
,
father
,
but
I
had
rather
not
.
'
'
I
feel
sure
you
would
like
Mrs.
Jedwood
.
One
has
no
great
opinion
of
her
novels
,
but
she
is
a
woman
of
some
intellect
.
Let
me
book
you
for
next
Sunday
;
surely
I
have
a
claim
to
your
companionship
now
and
then
.
'
Marian
kept
silence
.
Yule
puffed
at
his
pipe
,
then
said
with
a
speculative
air
:
'
I
suppose
it
has
never
even
occurred
to
you
to
try
your
hand
at
fiction
?
'
'
I
have
n't
the
least
inclination
that
way
.
'
'
You
would
probably
do
something
rather
good
if
you
tried
.
But
I
do
n't
urge
it
.
My
own
efforts
in
that
line
were
a
mistake
,
I
'm
disposed
to
think
.
Not
that
the
things
were
worse
than
multitudes
of
books
which
nowadays
go
down
with
the
many-headed
.
But
I
never
quite
knew
what
I
wished
to
be
at
in
fiction
.
I
was
n't
content
to
write
a
mere
narrative
of
the
exciting
kind
,
yet
I
could
n't
hit
upon
subjects
of
intellectual
cast
that
altogether
satisfied
me
.
Well
,
well
;
I
have
tried
my
hand
at
most
kinds
of
literature
.
Assuredly
I
merit
the
title
of
man
of
letters
.
'
'
You
certainly
do
.
'
'
By-the-by
,
what
should
you
think
of
that
title
for
a
review
—
Letters
?
It
has
never
been
used
,
so
far
as
I
know
.
I
like
the
word
"
letters
.
"
How
much
better
"
a
man
of
letters
"
than
"
a
literary
man
"
!
And
apropos
of
that
,
when
was
the
word
"
literature
"
first
used
in
our
modern
sense
to
signify
a
body
of
writing
?
In
Johnson
's
day
it
was
pretty
much
the
equivalent
of
our
"
culture
.
"
You
remember
his
saying
,
"
It
is
surprising
how
little
literature
people
have
.
"
His
dictionary
,
I
believe
,
defines
the
word
as
"
learning
,
skill
in
letters
"
—
nothing
else
.
'
It
was
characteristic
of
Yule
to
dwell
with
gusto
on
little
points
such
as
this
;
he
prosed
for
a
quarter
of
an
hour
,
with
a
pause
every
now
and
then
whilst
he
kept
his
pipe
alight
.
'
I
think
Letters
would
n't
be
amiss
,
'
he
said
at
length
,
returning
to
the
suggestion
which
he
wished
to
keep
before
Marian
's
mind
.
'
It
would
clearly
indicate
our
scope
.
No
articles
on
bimetallism
,
as
Quarmby
said
—
was
n't
it
Quarmby
?
'
He
laughed
idly
.
'
Yes
,
I
must
ask
Jedwood
how
he
likes
the
name
.
'
Though
Marian
feared
the
result
,
she
was
glad
when
Jasper
made
up
his
mind
to
write
to
her
father
.
Since
it
was
determined
that
her
money
could
not
be
devoted
to
establishing
a
review
,
the
truth
ought
to
be
confessed
before
Yule
had
gone
too
far
in
nursing
his
dangerous
hope
.
Without
the
support
of
her
love
and
all
the
prospects
connected
with
it
,
she
would
hardly
have
been
capable
of
giving
a
distinct
refusal
when
her
reply
could
no
longer
be
postponed
;
to
hold
the
money
merely
for
her
own
benefit
would
have
seemed
to
her
too
selfish
,
however
slight
her
faith
in
the
project
on
which
her
father
built
so
exultantly
.
When
it
was
declared
that
she
had
accepted
an
offer
of
marriage
,
a
sacrifice
of
that
kind
could
no
longer
be
expected
of
her
.
Opposition
must
direct
itself
against
the
choice
she
had
made
.
It
would
be
stern
,
perhaps
relentless
;
but
she
felt
able
to
face
any
extremity
of
wrath
.
Her
nerves
quivered
,
but
in
her
heart
was
an
exhaustless
source
of
courage
.
That
a
change
had
somehow
come
about
in
the
girl
Yule
was
aware
.
He
observed
her
with
the
closest
study
day
after
day
.
Her
health
seemed
to
have
improved
;
after
a
long
spell
of
work
she
had
not
the
air
of
despondent
weariness
which
had
sometimes
irritated
him
,
sometimes
made
him
uneasy
.
She
was
more
womanly
in
her
bearing
and
speech
,
and
exercised
an
independence
,
appropriate
indeed
to
her
years
,
but
such
as
had
not
formerly
declared
itself
.
The
question
with
her
father
was
whether
these
things
resulted
simply
from
her
consciousness
of
possessing
what
to
her
seemed
wealth
,
or
something
else
had
happened
of
the
nature
that
he
dreaded
.
An
alarming
symptom
was
the
increased
attention
she
paid
to
her
personal
appearance
;
its
indications
were
not
at
all
prominent
,
but
Yule
,
on
the
watch
for
such
things
,
did
not
overlook
them
.
True
,
this
also
might
mean
nothing
but
a
sense
of
relief
from
narrow
means
;
a
girl
would
naturally
adorn
herself
a
little
under
the
circumstances
.
His
doubts
came
to
an
end
two
days
after
that
proposal
of
a
title
for
the
new
review
.
As
he
sat
in
his
study
the
servant
brought
him
a
letter
delivered
by
the
last
evening
post
.
The
handwriting
was
unknown
to
him
;
the
contents
were
these
:
'
Dear
Mr.
Yule
,
—
It
is
my
desire
to
write
to
you
with
perfect
frankness
and
as
simply
as
I
can
on
a
subject
which
has
the
deepest
interest
for
me
,
and
which
I
trust
you
will
consider
in
that
spirit
of
kindness
with
which
you
received
me
when
we
first
met
at
Finden
.
'
On
the
occasion
of
that
meeting
I
had
the
happiness
of
being
presented
to
Miss
Yule
.
She
was
not
totally
a
stranger
to
me
;
at
that
time
I
used
to
work
pretty
regularly
in
the
Museum
Reading-room
,
and
there
I
had
seen
Miss
Yule
,
had
ventured
to
observe
her
at
moments
with
a
young
man
's
attention
,
and
had
felt
my
interest
aroused
,
though
I
did
not
know
her
name
.
To
find
her
at
Finden
seemed
to
me
a
very
unusual
and
delightful
piece
of
good
fortune
.
When
I
came
back
from
my
holiday
I
was
conscious
of
a
new
purpose
in
life
,
a
new
desire
and
a
new
motive
to
help
me
on
in
my
chosen
career
.
'
My
mother
's
death
led
to
my
sisters
'
coming
to
live
in
London
.
Already
there
had
been
friendly
correspondence
between
Miss
Yule
and
the
two
girls
,
and
now
that
the
opportunity
offered
they
began
to
see
each
other
frequently
.
As
I
was
often
at
my
sisters
'
lodgings
it
came
about
that
I
met
Miss
Yule
there
from
time
to
time
.
In
this
way
was
confirmed
my
attachment
to
your
daughter
.
The
better
I
knew
her
,
the
more
worthy
I
found
her
of
reverence
and
love
.
'
Would
it
not
have
been
natural
for
me
to
seek
a
renewal
of
the
acquaintance
with
yourself
which
had
been
begun
in
the
country
?
Gladly
I
should
have
done
so
.
Before
my
sisters
'
coming
to
London
I
did
call
one
day
at
your
house
with
the
desire
of
seeing
you
,
but
unfortunately
you
were
not
at
home
.
Very
soon
after
that
I
learnt
to
my
extreme
regret
that
my
connection
with
The
Current
and
its
editor
would
make
any
repetition
of
my
visit
very
distasteful
to
you
.
I
was
conscious
of
nothing
in
my
literary
life
that
could
justly
offend
you
—
and
at
this
day
I
can
say
the
same
—
but
I
shrank
from
the
appearance
of
importunity
,
and
for
some
months
I
was
deeply
distressed
by
the
fear
that
what
I
most
desired
in
life
had
become
unattainable
.
My
means
were
very
slight
;
I
had
no
choice
but
to
take
such
work
as
offered
,
and
mere
chance
had
put
me
into
a
position
which
threatened
ruin
to
the
hope
that
you
would
some
day
regard
me
as
a
not
unworthy
suitor
for
your
daughter
's
hand
.
'
Circumstances
have
led
me
to
a
step
which
at
that
time
seemed
impossible
.
Having
discovered
that
Miss
Yule
returned
the
feeling
I
entertained
for
her
,
I
have
asked
her
to
be
my
wife
,
and
she
has
consented
.
It
is
now
my
hope
that
you
will
permit
me
to
call
upon
you
.
Miss
Yule
is
aware
that
I
am
writing
this
letter
;
will
you
not
let
her
plead
for
me
,
seeing
that
only
by
an
unhappy
chance
have
I
been
kept
aloof
from
you
?
Marian
and
I
are
equally
desirous
that
you
should
approve
our
union
;
without
that
approval
,
indeed
,
something
will
be
lacking
to
the
happiness
for
which
we
hope
.
'
Believe
me
to
be
sincerely
yours
,
'
Jasper
Milvain
.
'
Half
an
hour
after
reading
this
Yule
was
roused
from
a
fit
of
the
gloomiest
brooding
by
Marian
's
entrance
.
She
came
towards
him
timidly
,
with
pale
countenance
.
He
had
glanced
round
to
see
who
it
was
,
but
at
once
turned
his
head
again
.
'
Will
you
forgive
me
for
keeping
this
secret
from
you
,
father
?
'
'
Forgive
you
?
'
he
replied
in
a
hard
,
deliberate
voice
.
'
I
assure
you
it
is
a
matter
of
perfect
indifference
to
me
.
You
are
long
since
of
age
,
and
I
have
no
power
whatever
to
prevent
your
falling
a
victim
to
any
schemer
who
takes
your
fancy
.
It
would
be
folly
in
me
to
discuss
the
question
.
I
recognise
your
right
to
have
as
many
secrets
as
may
seem
good
to
you
.
To
talk
of
forgiveness
is
the
merest
affectation
.
'
'
No
,
I
spoke
sincerely
.
If
it
had
seemed
possible
I
should
gladly
have
let
you
know
about
this
from
the
first
.
That
would
have
been
natural
and
right
.
But
you
know
what
prevented
me
.
'
'
I
do
.
I
will
try
to
hope
that
even
a
sense
of
shame
had
something
to
do
with
it
.
'
'
That
had
nothing
to
do
with
it
,
'
said
Marian
,
coldly
.
'
I
have
never
had
reason
to
feel
ashamed
.
'
'
Be
it
so
.
I
trust
you
may
never
have
reason
to
feel
repentance
.
May
I
ask
when
you
propose
to
be
married
?
'
'
I
do
n't
know
when
it
will
take
place
.
'
'
As
soon
,
I
suppose
,
as
your
uncle
's
executors
have
discharged
a
piece
of
business
which
is
distinctly
germane
to
the
matter
?
'
'
Perhaps
.
'
'
Does
your
mother
know
?
'
'
I
have
just
told
her
.
'
'
Very
well
,
then
it
seems
to
me
that
there
's
nothing
more
to
be
said
.
'
'
Do
you
refuse
to
see
Mr.
Milvain
?
'
'
Most
decidedly
I
do
.
You
will
have
the
goodness
to
inform
him
that
that
is
my
reply
to
his
letter
.
'
'
I
do
n't
think
that
is
the
behaviour
of
a
gentleman
,
'
said
Marian
,
her
eyes
beginning
to
gleam
with
resentment
.
'
I
am
obliged
to
you
for
your
instruction
.
'
'
Will
you
tell
me
,
father
,
in
plain
words
,
why
you
dislike
Mr.
Milvain
?
'
'
I
am
not
inclined
to
repeat
what
I
have
already
fruitlessly
told
you
.
For
the
sake
of
a
clear
understanding
,
however
,
I
will
let
you
know
the
practical
result
of
my
dislike
.
From
the
day
of
your
marriage
with
that
man
you
are
nothing
to
me
.
I
shall
distinctly
forbid
you
to
enter
my
house
.
You
make
your
choice
,
and
go
your
own
way
.
I
shall
hope
never
to
see
your
face
again
.
'
Their
eyes
met
,
and
the
look
of
each
seemed
to
fascinate
the
other
.
'
If
you
have
made
up
your
mind
to
that
,
'
said
Marian
in
a
shaking
voice
,
'
I
can
remain
here
no
longer
.
Such
words
are
senselessly
cruel
.
To-morrow
I
shall
leave
the
house
.
'
'
I
repeat
that
you
are
of
age
,
and
perfectly
independent
.
It
can
be
nothing
to
me
how
soon
you
go
.
You
have
given
proof
that
I
am
of
less
than
no
account
to
you
,
and
doubtless
the
sooner
we
cease
to
afflict
each
other
the
better
.
'
It
seemed
as
if
the
effect
of
these
conflicts
with
her
father
were
to
develop
in
Marian
a
vehemence
of
temper
which
at
length
matched
that
of
which
Yule
was
the
victim
.
Her
face
,
outlined
to
express
a
gentle
gravity
,
was
now
haughtily
passionate
;
nostrils
and
lips
thrilled
with
wrath
,
and
her
eyes
were
magnificent
in
their
dark
fieriness
.
'
You
shall
not
need
to
tell
me
that
again
,
'
she
answered
,
and
immediately
left
him
.
She
went
into
the
sitting-room
,
where
Mrs.
Yule
was
awaiting
the
result
of
the
interview
.
'
Mother
,
'
she
said
,
with
stern
gentleness
,
'
this
house
can
no
longer
be
a
home
for
me
.
I
shall
go
away
to-morrow
,
and
live
in
lodgings
until
the
time
of
my
marriage
.
'
Mrs.
Yule
uttered
a
cry
of
pain
,
and
started
up
.
'
Oh
,
do
n't
do
that
,
Marian
!
What
has
he
said
to
you
?
Come
and
talk
to
me
,
darling
—
tell
me
what
he
's
said
—
do
n't
look
like
that
!
'
She
clung
to
the
girl
despairingly
,
terrified
by
a
transformation
she
would
have
thought
impossible
.
'
He
says
that
if
I
marry
Mr.
Milvain
he
hopes
never
to
see
my
face
again
.
I
ca
n't
stay
here
.
You
shall
come
and
see
me
,
and
we
will
be
the
same
to
each
other
as
always
.
But
father
has
treated
me
too
unjustly
.
I
ca
n't
live
near
him
after
this
.
'
'
He
does
n't
mean
it
,
'
sobbed
her
mother
.
'
He
says
what
he
's
sorry
for
as
soon
as
the
words
are
spoken
.
He
loves
you
too
much
,
my
darling
,
to
drive
you
away
like
that
.
It
's
his
disappointment
,
Marian
;
that
's
all
it
is
.
He
counted
on
it
so
much
.
I
've
heard
him
talk
of
it
in
his
sleep
;
he
made
so
sure
that
he
was
going
to
have
that
new
magazine
,
and
the
disappointment
makes
him
that
he
does
n't
know
what
he
's
saying
.
Only
wait
and
see
;
he
'll
tell
you
he
did
n't
mean
it
,
I
know
he
will
.
Only
leave
him
alone
till
he
's
had
time
to
get
over
it
.
Do
forgive
him
this
once
.
'
'
It
's
like
a
madman
to
talk
in
that
way
,
'
said
the
girl
,
releasing
herself
.
'
Whatever
his
disappointment
,
I
ca
n't
endure
it
.
I
have
worked
hard
for
him
,
very
hard
,
ever
since
I
was
old
enough
,
and
he
owes
me
some
kindness
,
some
respect
.
It
would
be
different
if
he
had
the
least
reason
for
his
hatred
of
Jasper
.
It
is
nothing
but
insensate
prejudice
,
the
result
of
his
quarrels
with
other
people
.
What
right
has
he
to
insult
me
by
representing
my
future
husband
as
a
scheming
hypocrite
?
'
'
My
love
,
he
has
had
so
much
to
bear
—
it
's
made
him
so
quick-tempered
.
'
'
Then
I
am
quick-tempered
too
,
and
the
sooner
we
are
apart
the
better
,
as
he
said
himself
.
'
'
Oh
,
but
you
have
always
been
such
a
patient
girl
.
'
'
My
patience
is
at
an
end
when
I
am
treated
as
if
I
had
neither
rights
nor
feelings
.
However
wrong
the
choice
I
had
made
,
this
was
not
the
way
to
behave
to
me
.
His
disappointment
?
Is
there
a
natural
law
,
then
,
that
a
daughter
must
be
sacrificed
to
her
father
?
My
husband
will
have
as
much
need
of
that
money
as
my
father
has
,
and
he
will
be
able
to
make
far
better
use
of
it
.
It
was
wrong
even
to
ask
me
to
give
my
money
away
like
that
.
I
have
a
right
to
happiness
,
as
well
as
other
women
.
'
She
was
shaken
with
hysterical
passion
,
the
natural
consequence
of
this
outbreak
in
a
nature
such
as
hers
.
Her
mother
,
in
the
meantime
,
grew
stronger
by
force
of
profound
love
that
at
length
had
found
its
opportunity
of
expression
.
Presently
she
persuaded
Marian
to
come
upstairs
with
her
,
and
before
long
the
overburdened
breast
was
relieved
by
a
flow
of
tears
.
But
Marian
's
purpose
remained
unshaken
.
'
It
is
impossible
for
us
to
see
each
other
day
after
day
,
'
she
said
when
calmer
.
'
He
ca
n't
control
his
anger
against
me
,
and
I
suffer
too
much
when
I
am
made
to
feel
like
this
.
I
shall
take
a
lodging
not
far
off
,
where
you
can
see
me
often
.
'
'
But
you
have
no
money
,
Marian
,
'
replied
Mrs.
Yule
,
miserably
.
'
No
money
?
As
if
I
could
n't
borrow
a
few
pounds
until
all
my
own
comes
to
me
!
Dora
Milvain
can
lend
me
all
I
shall
want
;
it
wo
n't
make
the
least
difference
to
her
.
I
must
have
my
money
very
soon
now
.
'
At
about
half-past
eleven
Mrs.
Yule
went
downstairs
,
and
entered
the
study
.
'
If
you
are
coming
to
speak
about
Marian
,
'
said
her
husband
,
turning
upon
her
with
savage
eyes
,
'
you
can
save
your
breath
.
I
wo
n't
hear
her
name
mentioned
.
'
She
faltered
,
but
overcame
her
weakness
.
'
You
are
driving
her
away
from
us
,
Alfred
.
It
is
n't
right
!
Oh
,
it
is
n't
right
!
'
'
If
she
did
n't
go
I
should
,
so
understand
that
!
And
if
I
go
,
you
have
seen
the
last
of
me
.
Make
your
choice
,
make
your
choice
!
'
He
had
yielded
himself
to
that
perverse
frenzy
which
impels
a
man
to
acts
and
utterances
most
wildly
at
conflict
with
reason
.
His
sense
of
the
monstrous
irrationality
to
which
he
was
committed
completed
what
was
begun
in
him
by
the
bitterness
of
a
great
frustration
.
'
If
I
was
n't
a
poor
,
helpless
woman
,
'
replied
his
wife
,
sinking
upon
a
chair
and
crying
without
raising
her
hands
to
her
face
,
'
I
'd
go
and
live
with
her
till
she
was
married
,
and
then
make
a
home
for
myself
.
But
I
have
n't
a
penny
,
and
I
'm
too
old
to
earn
my
own
living
;
I
should
only
be
a
burden
to
her
.
'
'
That
shall
be
no
hindrance
,
'
cried
Yule
.
'
Go
,
by
all
means
;
you
shall
have
a
sufficient
allowance
as
long
as
I
can
continue
to
work
,
and
when
I
'm
past
that
,
your
lot
will
be
no
harder
than
mine
.
Your
daughter
had
the
chance
of
making
provision
for
my
old
age
,
at
no
expense
to
herself
.
But
that
was
asking
too
much
of
her
.
Go
,
by
all
means
,
and
leave
me
to
make
what
I
can
of
the
rest
of
my
life
;
perhaps
I
may
save
a
few
years
still
from
the
curse
brought
upon
me
by
my
own
folly
.
'
It
was
idle
to
address
him
.
Mrs.
Yule
went
into
the
sitting-room
,
and
there
sat
weeping
for
an
hour
.
Then
she
extinguished
the
lights
,
and
crept
upstairs
in
silence
.
Yule
passed
the
night
in
the
study
.
Towards
morning
he
slept
for
an
hour
or
two
,
just
long
enough
to
let
the
fire
go
out
and
to
get
thoroughly
chilled
.
When
he
opened
his
eyes
a
muddy
twilight
had
begun
to
show
at
the
window
;
the
sounds
of
a
clapping
door
within
the
house
,
which
had
probably
awakened
him
,
made
him
aware
that
the
servant
was
already
up
.
He
drew
up
the
blind
.
There
seemed
to
be
a
frost
,
for
the
moisture
of
last
night
had
all
disappeared
,
and
the
yard
upon
which
the
window
looked
was
unusually
clean
.
With
a
glance
at
the
black
grate
he
extinguished
his
lamp
,
and
went
out
into
the
passage
.
A
few
minutes
'
groping
for
his
overcoat
and
hat
,
and
he
left
the
house
.
His
purpose
was
to
warm
himself
with
a
vigorous
walk
,
and
at
the
same
time
to
shake
off
,
if
possible
,
the
nightmare
of
his
rage
and
hopelessness
.
He
had
no
distinct
feeling
with
regard
to
his
behaviour
of
the
past
evening
;
he
neither
justified
nor
condemned
himself
;
he
did
not
ask
himself
whether
Marian
would
to-day
leave
her
home
,
or
if
her
mother
would
take
him
at
his
word
and
also
depart
.
These
seemed
to
be
details
which
his
brain
was
too
weary
to
consider
.
But
he
wished
to
be
away
from
the
wretchedness
of
his
house
,
and
to
let
things
go
as
they
would
whilst
he
was
absent
.
As
he
closed
the
front
door
he
felt
as
if
he
were
escaping
from
an
atmosphere
that
threatened
to
stifle
him
.
His
steps
directing
themselves
more
by
habit
than
with
any
deliberate
choice
,
he
walked
towards
Camden
Road
.
When
he
had
reached
Camden
Town
railway-station
he
was
attracted
by
a
coffee-stall
;
a
draught
of
the
steaming
liquid
,
no
matter
its
quality
,
would
help
his
blood
to
circulate
.
He
laid
down
his
penny
,
and
first
warmed
his
hands
by
holding
them
round
the
cup
.
Whilst
standing
thus
he
noticed
that
the
objects
at
which
he
looked
had
a
blurred
appearance
;
his
eyesight
seemed
to
have
become
worse
this
morning
.
Only
a
result
of
his
insufficient
sleep
perhaps
.
He
took
up
a
scrap
of
newspaper
that
lay
on
the
stall
;
he
could
read
it
,
but
one
of
his
eyes
was
certainly
weaker
than
the
other
;
trying
to
see
with
that
one
alone
,
he
found
that
everything
became
misty
.
He
laughed
,
as
if
the
threat
of
new
calamity
were
an
amusement
in
his
present
state
of
mind
.
And
at
the
same
moment
his
look
encountered
that
of
a
man
who
had
drawn
near
to
him
,
a
shabbily-dressed
man
of
middle
age
,
whose
face
did
not
correspond
with
his
attire
.
'
Will
you
give
me
a
cup
of
coffee
?
'
asked
the
stranger
,
in
a
low
voice
and
with
shamefaced
manner
.
'
It
would
be
a
great
kindness
.
'
The
accent
was
that
of
good
breeding
.
Yule
hesitated
in
surprise
for
a
moment
,
then
said
:
'
Have
one
by
all
means
.
Would
you
care
for
anything
to
eat
?
'
'
I
am
much
obliged
to
you
.
I
think
I
should
be
none
the
worse
for
one
of
those
solid
slices
of
bread
and
butter
.
'
The
stall-keeper
was
just
extinguishing
his
lights
;
the
frosty
sky
showed
a
pale
gleam
of
sunrise
.
'
Hard
times
,
I
'm
afraid
,
'
remarked
Yule
,
as
his
beneficiary
began
to
eat
the
huncheon
with
much
appearance
of
grateful
appetite
.
'
Very
hard
times
.
'
He
had
a
small
,
thin
,
colourless
countenance
,
with
large
,
pathetic
eyes
;
a
slight
moustache
and
curly
beard
.
His
clothes
were
such
as
would
be
worn
by
some
very
poor
clerk
.
'
I
came
here
an
hour
ago
,
'
he
continued
,
'
with
the
hope
of
meeting
an
acquaintance
who
generally
goes
from
this
station
at
a
certain
time
.
I
have
missed
him
,
and
in
doing
so
I
missed
what
I
had
thought
my
one
chance
of
a
breakfast
.
When
one
has
neither
dined
nor
supped
on
the
previous
day
,
breakfast
becomes
a
meal
of
some
importance
.
'
'
True
.
Take
another
slice
.
'
'
I
am
greatly
obliged
to
you
.
'
'
Not
at
all
.
I
have
known
hard
times
myself
,
and
am
likely
to
know
worse
.
'
'
I
trust
not
.
—
This
is
the
first
time
that
I
have
positively
begged
.
I
should
have
been
too
much
ashamed
to
beg
of
the
kind
of
men
who
are
usually
at
these
places
;
they
certainly
have
no
money
to
spare
.
I
was
thinking
of
making
an
appeal
at
a
baker
's
shop
,
but
it
is
very
likely
I
should
have
been
handed
over
to
a
policeman
.
Indeed
I
do
n't
know
what
I
should
have
done
;
the
last
point
of
endurance
was
almost
reached
.
I
have
no
clothes
but
these
I
wear
,
and
they
are
few
enough
for
the
season
.
Still
,
I
suppose
the
waistcoat
must
have
gone
.
'
He
did
not
talk
like
a
beggar
who
is
trying
to
excite
compassion
,
but
with
a
sort
of
detached
curiosity
concerning
the
difficulties
of
his
position
.
'
You
can
find
nothing
to
do
?
'
said
the
man
of
letters
.
'
Positively
nothing
.
By
profession
I
am
a
surgeon
,
but
it
's
a
long
time
since
I
practised
.
Fifteen
years
ago
I
was
comfortably
established
at
Wakefield
;
I
was
married
and
had
one
child
.
But
my
capital
ran
out
,
and
my
practice
,
never
anything
to
boast
of
,
fell
to
nothing
.
I
succeeded
in
getting
a
place
as
an
assistant
to
a
man
at
Chester
.
We
sold
up
,
and
started
on
the
journey
.
'
He
paused
,
looking
at
Yule
in
a
strange
way
.
'
What
happened
then
?
'
'
You
probably
do
n't
remember
a
railway
accident
that
took
place
near
Crewe
in
that
year
—
it
was
1869
?
I
and
my
wife
and
child
were
alone
in
a
carriage
that
was
splintered
.
One
moment
I
was
talking
with
them
,
in
fairly
good
spirits
,
and
my
wife
was
laughing
at
something
I
had
said
;
the
next
,
there
were
two
crushed
,
bleeding
bodies
at
my
feet
.
I
had
a
broken
arm
,
that
was
all
.
Well
,
they
were
killed
on
the
instant
;
they
did
n't
suffer
.
That
has
been
my
one
consolation
.
'
Yule
kept
the
silence
of
sympathy
.
'
I
was
in
a
lunatic
asylum
for
more
than
a
year
after
that
,
'
continued
the
man
.
'
Unhappily
,
I
did
n't
lose
my
senses
at
the
moment
;
it
took
two
or
three
weeks
to
bring
me
to
that
pass
.
But
I
recovered
,
and
there
has
been
no
return
of
the
disease
.
Do
n't
suppose
that
I
am
still
of
unsound
mind
.
There
can
be
little
doubt
that
poverty
will
bring
me
to
that
again
in
the
end
;
but
as
yet
I
am
perfectly
sane
.
I
have
supported
myself
in
various
ways
.
No
,
I
do
n't
drink
;
I
see
the
question
in
your
face
.
But
I
am
physically
weak
,
and
,
to
quote
Mrs.
Gummidge
,
"
things
go
contrairy
with
me
.
"
There
's
no
use
lamenting
;
this
breakfast
has
helped
me
on
,
and
I
feel
in
much
better
spirits
.
'
'
Your
surgical
knowledge
is
no
use
to
you
?
'
The
other
shook
his
head
and
sighed
.
'
Did
you
ever
give
any
special
attention
to
diseases
of
the
eyes
?
'
'
Special
,
no.
But
of
course
I
had
some
acquaintance
with
the
subject
.
'
'
Could
you
tell
by
examination
whether
a
man
was
threatened
with
cataract
,
or
anything
of
that
kind
?
'
'
I
think
I
could
.
'
'
I
am
speaking
of
myself
.
'
The
stranger
made
a
close
scrutiny
of
Yule
's
face
,
and
asked
certain
questions
with
reference
to
his
visual
sensations
.
'
I
hardly
like
to
propose
it
,
'
he
said
at
length
,
'
but
if
you
were
willing
to
accompany
me
to
a
very
poor
room
that
I
have
not
far
from
here
,
I
could
make
the
examination
formally
.
'
'
I
will
go
with
you
.
'
They
turned
away
from
the
stall
,
and
the
exsurgeon
led
into
a
by-street
.
Yule
wondered
at
himself
for
caring
to
seek
such
a
singular
consultation
,
but
he
had
a
pressing
desire
to
hear
some
opinion
as
to
the
state
of
his
eyes
.
Whatever
the
stranger
might
tell
him
,
he
would
afterwards
have
recourse
to
a
man
of
recognised
standing
;
but
just
now
companionship
of
any
kind
was
welcome
,
and
the
poor
hungry
fellow
,
with
his
dolorous
life-story
,
had
made
appeal
to
his
sympathies
.
To
give
money
under
guise
of
a
fee
would
be
better
than
merely
offering
alms
.
'
This
is
the
house
,
'
said
his
guide
,
pausing
at
a
dirty
door
.
'
It
is
n't
inviting
,
but
the
people
are
honest
,
so
far
as
I
know
.
My
room
is
at
the
top
.
'
'
Lead
on
,
'
answered
Yule
.
In
the
room
they
entered
was
nothing
noticeable
;
it
was
only
the
poorest
possible
kind
of
bed-chamber
,
or
all
but
the
poorest
possible
.
Daylight
had
now
succeeded
to
dawn
,
yet
the
first
thing
the
stranger
did
was
to
strike
a
match
and
light
a
candle
.
'
Will
you
kindly
place
yourself
with
your
back
to
the
window
?
'
he
said
.
'
I
am
going
to
apply
what
is
called
the
catoptric
test
.
You
have
probably
heard
of
it
?
'
'
My
ignorance
of
scientific
matters
is
fathomless
.
'
The
other
smiled
,
and
at
once
offered
a
simple
explanation
of
the
term
.
By
the
appearance
of
the
candle
as
it
reflected
itself
in
the
patient
's
eye
it
was
possible
,
he
said
,
to
decide
whether
cataract
had
taken
hold
upon
the
organ
.
For
a
minute
or
two
he
conducted
his
experiment
carefully
,
and
Yule
was
at
no
loss
to
read
the
result
upon
his
face
.
'
How
long
have
you
suspected
that
something
was
wrong
?
'
the
surgeon
asked
,
as
he
put
down
the
candle
.
'
For
several
months
.
'
'
You
have
n't
consulted
anyone
?
'
'
No
one
.
I
have
kept
putting
it
off
.
Just
tell
me
what
you
have
discovered
.
'
'
The
back
of
the
right
lens
is
affected
beyond
a
doubt
.
'
'
That
means
,
I
take
it
,
that
before
very
long
I
shall
be
practically
blind
?
'
'
I
do
n't
like
to
speak
with
an
air
of
authority
.
After
all
I
am
only
a
surgeon
who
has
bungled
himself
into
pauperdom
.
You
must
see
a
competent
man
;
that
much
I
can
tell
you
in
all
earnestness
.
Do
you
use
your
eyes
much
?
'
'
Fourteen
hours
a
day
,
that
's
all
.
'
'
H
'm
!
You
are
a
literary
man
,
I
think
?
'
'
I
am
.
My
name
is
Alfred
Yule
.
'
He
had
some
faint
hope
that
the
name
might
be
recognised
;
that
would
have
gone
far
,
for
the
moment
,
to
counteract
his
trouble
.
But
not
even
this
poor
satisfaction
was
to
be
granted
him
;
to
his
hearer
the
name
evidently
conveyed
nothing
.
'
See
a
competent
man
,
Mr.
Yule
.
Science
has
advanced
rapidly
since
the
days
when
I
was
a
student
;
I
am
only
able
to
assure
you
of
the
existence
of
disease
.
'
They
talked
for
half
an
hour
,
until
both
were
shaking
with
cold
.
Then
Yule
thrust
his
hand
into
his
pocket
.
'
You
will
of
course
allow
me
to
offer
such
return
as
I
am
able
,
'
he
said
.
'
The
information
is
n't
pleasant
,
but
I
am
glad
to
have
it
.
'
He
laid
five
shillings
on
the
chest
of
drawers
—
there
was
no
table
.
The
stranger
expressed
his
gratitude
.
'
My
name
is
Duke
,
'
he
said
,
'
and
I
was
christened
Victor
—
possibly
because
I
was
doomed
to
defeat
in
life
.
I
wish
you
could
have
associated
the
memory
of
me
with
happier
circumstances
.
'
They
shook
hands
,
and
Yule
quitted
the
house
.
He
came
out
again
by
Camden
Town
station
.
The
coffee-stall
had
disappeared
;
the
traffic
of
the
great
highway
was
growing
uproarious
.
Among
all
the
strugglers
for
existence
who
rushed
this
way
and
that
,
Alfred
Yule
felt
himself
a
man
chosen
for
fate
's
heaviest
infliction
.
He
never
questioned
the
accuracy
of
the
stranger
's
judgment
,
and
he
hoped
for
no
mitigation
of
the
doom
it
threatened
.
His
life
was
over
—
and
wasted
.
He
might
as
well
go
home
,
and
take
his
place
meekly
by
