sister.
As
he
opened
the
door
to
go
out
he
heard
stout
Edward
groan
and
Julia
utter
a
low
wail
.
He
stood
confounded
a
moment
.
Then
he
hobbled
down
a
stair
or
two
.
But
,
ere
he
had
gone
far
,
there
was
a
hasty
whispering
in
the
drawing-room
,
and
Edward
came
after
him
in
great
agitation
,
and
begged
him
to
return
;
Julia
must
speak
with
him
.
He
turned
,
and
his
face
brightened
.
Edward
saw
that
,
and
turned
his
own
face
away
and
stammered
out
,
“
Forget
what
I
said
to
you
.
I
am
your
friend
,
and
always
must
be
for
her
sake
.
No
,
no
,
I
cannot
go
into
that
room
with
you
;
I
'll
go
and
comfort
mamma
.
Hardie
,
old
fellow
,
we
are
very
unhappy
,
all
of
us
.
We
are
too
unhappy
to
quarrel
.
”
These
kind
words
soothed
Alfred
's
sore
heart
.
He
brightened
up
and
entered
the
drawing-room
.
He
found
Julia
standing
in
the
middle
of
it
,
the
colour
of
ashes
.
Alfred
was
alarmed
.
“
You
are
unwell
,
dearest
,
”
he
cried
;
“
you
will
faint
.
What
have
I
done
with
my
ungoverned
temper
?
”
He
moved
towards
her
with
a
face
full
of
concern
.
“
No
,
Alfred
,
”
said
she
solemnly
,
“
I
am
not
the
least
ill.
It
is
sorrow
,
deep
sorrow
for
one
I
love
better
than
all
the
world
.
Sit
down
beside
me
,
my
poor
Alfred
;
and
—
God
help
me
to
speak
to
him
!
”
Alfred
began
to
feel
dire
misgivings
.
“
Yes
,
”
said
she
,
“
I
love
you
too
well
to
let
any
hand
but
mine
wound
you
.
”
And
here
she
took
his
sinewy
hand
with
her
soft
palm
.
“
I
want
to
soften
it
in
the
telling
:
and
ah
,
how
can
I
?
Oh
,
why
can
I
not
throw
myself
body
and
soul
between
you
and
all
trouble
,
all
sorrow
?
”
“
My
Julia
,
”
said
Alfred
gravely
,
“
something
has
happened
to
Jane
.
”
“
Yes
,
Alfred
.
She
met
with
a
terrible
accident
.
”
“
Ah
!
”
“
She
was
struck
by
an
unfortunate
man
;
he
was
not
in
his
right
mind
.
”
“
Struck
?
My
sister
struck
.
What
,
was
there
no
man
by
?
”
“
No.
Edward
nearly
killed
him
afterwards
.
”
“
God
bless
him
.
”
“
Alfred
,
be
patient
.
It
was
too
late
.
”
“
What
,
is
she
hurt
seriously
?
Is
she
disfigured
?
”
“
No
,
Alfred
,
”
said
Julia
solemnly
;
“
she
is
not
disfigured
;
oh
far
from
that
.
”
“
Julia
,
you
alarm
me
.
This
comes
of
shutting
her
brother
up
.
May
Heaven
's
eternal
curse
light
on
those
who
did
it
.
My
poor
little
sister
!
How
you
weep
,
Julia
.
My
heart
is
lead
.
”
“
I
weep
for
you
,
darling
,
not
for
her
.
”
“
Ah
,
that
is
how
they
talk
when
those
we
love
are
—
—
One
word
!
I
shall
never
see
my
poor
little
Jenny
again
;
shall
I
?
”
“
Yes
,
Alfred
;
if
you
will
but
follow
her
steps
and
believe
in
Him
,
who
soothed
her
last
hour
,
and
made
her
face
shine
with
joy
like
an
angel
's
while
we
all
wept
around
.
Oh
dear
,
oh
dear
,
oh
dear
,
he
said
he
had
but
one
true
friend
in
the
world
.
Alas
it
is
so
;
you
have
but
me
now
,
who
pity
you
and
love
you
more
than
heart
can
utter
;
my
own
,
my
beloved
,
my
bereaved
.
”
What
could
soften
such
a
shock
as
this
?
It
fell
,
and
his
anguish
was
frightful
,
all
the
more
so
that
he
ascribed
the
calamity
to
his
imprisonment
,
and
mingled
curses
and
threats
of
vengeance
with
his
bursts
of
grief
.
He
spurned
the
consolations
of
religion
:
he
said
heaven
was
as
unjust
as
earth
,
as
cruel
as
hell
.
She
cried
out
and
stopped
his
mouth
with
her
hand
;
she
almost
forced
him
to
kneel
beside
her
,
and
prayed
aloud
for
him
:
and
when
at
last
his
agony
found
vent
in
tears
,
she
put
her
innocent
arms
round
his
neck
and
wept
with
him
.
Every
now
and
then
the
poor
fellow
would
almost
shriek
with
remorse
.
“
Oh
,
if
I
had
only
been
kinder
to
her
!
if
I
had
but
been
kinder
to
her
!
”
“
You
were
kind
to
her
,
”
said
Julia
softly
,
but
firmly
.
“
Oh
,
no
;
I
was
always
sneering
at
her
.
And
why
?
I
knew
her
religion
was
sincere
:
but
my
little
mind
fixed
on
a
few
phrases
she
had
picked
up
from
others
,
and
I
—
—
”
He
could
say
no
more
,
but
groaned
with
anguish
.
And
let
his
remorse
be
a
caution
to
us
all
.
Bereaved
we
all
must
be
,
who
live
on
and
on
:
but
this
,
bereavement
's
bitterest
drop
,
we
may
avoid
.
“
Alfred
,
”
said
Julia
,
“
do
not
torment
yourself
.
We
girls
care
little
about
a
few
sarcasms
;
it
is
the
cold
heart
that
wounds
us
.
You
loved
Jane
,
and
she
knew
it
well
,
and
joyed
in
it
.
You
were
kinder
to
her
than
you
think
,
and
so
her
dying
thoughts
were
for
you
.
It
was
for
you
she
asked
,
and
made
your
father
send
for
you
,
and
poor
I
hoped
you
would
come
.
And
,
dearest
,
her
last
act
was
to
write
a
few
words
to
you
,
and
trust
them
to
her
who
she
knew
loved
you
better
than
heart
can
utter
.
Since
it
was
her
wish
,
let
us
try
and
read
them
together
,
the
last
words
of
a
saint
(
I
have
never
seen
them
)
,
and
,
if
they
do
not
prove
words
of
love
,
then
I
will
let
you
think
you
were
not
a
good
brother
to
her
you
and
I
,
and
poor
,
poor
Edward
,
have
lost
.
”
He
made
a
sad
sign
of
assent
;
and
Julia
rose
and
got
the
enclosure
.
But
,
as
Jane
's
last
written
words
reappeared
on
the
scene
in
a
somewhat
remarkable
way
,
I
will
only
say
here
,
that
both
these
poor
young
things
tried
in
vain
to
read
them
,
and
both
in
turn
burst
out
sobbing
,
so
that
they
could
not
:
so
they
held
the
paper
and
tried
to
see
the
words
out
of
their
streaming
eyes
.
And
these
two
mourners
had
the
room
to
themselves
till
midnight
;
for
even
Mrs.
Dodd
's
hostility
respected
Alfred
then
;
and
as
for
Julia
,
she
was
one
of
those
who
rise
with
the
occasion
:
she
was
half
wife
,
half
angel
from
Heaven
to
her
bereaved
lover
through
all
those
bitter
hours
.
CHAPTER
XLVIII
.
No
life
was
ever
yet
a
play
:
I
mean
,
an
unbroken
sequence
of
dramatic
incidents
.
Calms
will
come
;
unfortunately
for
the
readers
,
happily
for
the
read
.
And
I
remember
seeing
it
objected
to
novelists
,
by
a
young
gentleman
just
putting
his
foot
for
the
first
time
into
“
Criticism
,
”
that
the
writers
aforesaid
suppress
the
small
intermediate
matters
which
in
real
life
come
by
the
score
between
each
brilliant
event
:
and
so
present
the
ordinary
and
the
extraordinary
parts
of
life
in
false
proportions
.
Now
,
if
this
remark
had
been
offered
by
way
of
contrast
between
events
themselves
and
all
mortal
attempts
to
reproduce
them
upon
paper
or
the
stage
,
it
would
have
been
philosophical
;
but
it
was
a
strange
error
to
denounce
the
practice
as
distinctive
of
fiction
:
for
it
happens
to
be
the
one
trait
the
novelist
and
dramatist
have
in
common
with
the
evangelist
.
The
Gospels
skip
fifteen
years
of
the
most
interesting
life
Creation
has
witnessed
;
they
relate
Christ
's
birth
in
full
,
but
hurry
from
His
boyhood
to
the
more
stirring
events
of
His
thirtieth
and
subsequent
years
.
And
all
the
inspired
histories
do
much
the
same
thing
.
The
truth
is
,
that
epics
,
dramas
,
novels
,
histories
,
chronicles
,
reports
of
trials
at
law
,
in
a
word
,
all
narratives
true
or
fictitious
,
except
those
which
,
true
or
fictitious
,
nobody
reads
,
abridge
the
uninteresting
facts
as
Nature
never
did
,
and
dwell
as
Nature
never
did
on
the
interesting
ones
.
Can
nothing
,
however
,
be
done
to
restore
,
in
the
reader
's
judgment
,
that
just
balance
of
“
the
sensational
”
and
the
“
soporific
,
”
which
all
writers
,
that
have
readers
,
disturb
?
Nothing
,
I
think
,
without
his
own
assistance
.
But
surely
something
with
it
.
And
,
therefore
,
I
throw
myself
on
the
intelligence
of
my
readers
;
and
ask
them
to
realise
,
that
henceforth
pages
are
no
strict
measure
of
time
,
and
that
to
a
year
big
with
strange
events
,
on
which
I
have
therefore
dilated
in
this
story
,
succeeded
a
year
in
which
few
brilliant
things
happened
to
the
personages
of
this
tale
:
in
short
,
a
year
to
be
skimmed
by
chronicler
or
novelist
,
and
yet
(
mind
you
)
a
year
of
three
hundred
and
sixty-five
days
six
hours
,
or
thereabouts
,
and
one
in
which
the
quiet
,
unobtrusive
troubles
of
our
friends
'
hearts
,
especially
the
female
hearts
,
their
doubts
,
divisions
,
distresses
,
did
not
remit
—
far
from
it
.
Now
this
year
I
propose
to
divide
into
topics
,
and
go
by
logical
,
rather
than
natural
,
sequence
of
events
.
THE
LOVERS
.
Alfred
came
every
day
to
see
Julia
,
and
Mrs.
Dodd
invariably
left
the
room
at
his
knock
.
At
last
Julia
proposed
to
Alfred
not
to
come
to
the
house
for
the
present
;
but
to
accompany
her
on
her
rounds
as
district
visitor
.
To
see
and
soothe
the
bitter
calamities
of
the
poor
had
done
her
own
heart
good
in
its
worst
distress
,
and
she
desired
to
apply
the
same
medicine
to
her
beloved
,
who
needed
it
:
that
was
one
thing
:
and
then
another
was
,
that
she
found
her
own
anger
rising
when
her
mother
left
the
room
at
that
beloved
knock
:
and
to
be
angry
with
her
poor
widowed
,
mother
was
a
sin
.
“
She
is
as
unfortunate
as
I
am
happy
,
”
thought
Julia
;
“
I
have
got
mine
back
.
”
Alfred
assented
to
this
arrangement
with
rather
an
ill
grace
.
He
misunderstood
Julia
,
and
thought
she
was
sacrificing
him
to
what
he
called
her
mother
's
injustice
.
This
indeed
was
the
interpretation
any
male
would
have
been
pretty
sure
to
put
on
it
.
His
soreness
,
however
,
did
not
go
very
far
;
because
she
was
so
kind
and
good
to
him
when
they
were
together
.
He
used
to
escort
her
back
to
the
door
of
66
:
and
look
imploringly
;
but
she
never
asked
him
in
.
He
thought
her
hard
for
this
.
He
did
not
see
the
tears
that
flowed
for
that
mute
look
of
his
the
moment
the
door
was
closed
;
tears
she
innocently
restrained
for
fear
the
sight
of
them
should
make
him
as
unhappy
as
his
imploring
look
made
her
.
Mauvais
calcul
!
She
should
have
cried
right
out
.
When
we
men
are
unhappy
,
we
like
our
sweethearts
to
be
unhappier
—
that
consoles
us
.
But
when
this
had
gone
on
nearly
a
month
,
and
no
change
,
Alfred
lost
patience
:
so
he
lingered
one
day
at
the
door
to
make
a
request
.
He
asked
Julia
to
marry
him
:
and
so
put
an
end
to
this
state
of
things
.
“
Marry
you
,
child
?
”
cried
Julia
,
blushing
like
a
rose
with
surprise
and
pleasure
.
“
Oh
,
for
shame
!
”
After
the
first
thrill
,
she
appealed
to
his
candour
whether
that
would
not
be
miserably
selfish
of
her
to
leave
her
poor
mother
in
her
present
distressed
condition
.
“
Ah
,
Alfred
,
so
pale
,
so
spiritless
,
and
inconsolable
!
My
poor
,
poor
mother
!
”
“
You
will
have
to
decide
between
us
two
one
day
.
”
“
Heaven
forbid
!
”
said
Julia
,
turning
pale
at
the
very
idea
.
But
he
repeated
doggedly
that
it
must
come
to
that
,
sooner
or
later
.
Then
he
reminded
her
of
their
solemn
engagement
,
and
put
it
to
her
whether
it
was
a
moral
proceeding
in
her
to
go
back
from
her
plighted
troth
?
What
had
he
done
to
justify
her
in
drawing
back
from
her
word
?
“
I
admit
,
”
said
he
,
“
that
I
have
suffered
plenty
of
wrong
for
your
sake
:
but
what
have
I
done
wrong
?
”
Undeterred
by
the
fear
of
immorality
,
the
monotonous
girl
had
but
one
reply
to
his
multiform
reasons
:
“
This
is
no
time
for
me
to
abandon
my
mother
.
”
“
Ah
,
it
is
her
you
love
:
you
do
n't
care
for
me
,
”
snapped
Alfred
.
“
Do
n't
I
,
dear
Alfred
?
”
murmured
Julia
.
“
Forgive
me
!
I
'm
a
ruffian
,
a
wretch
.
”
“
You
are
my
Alfred
.
But
oh
,
have
a
little
patience
,
dear
.
”
“
A
little
patience
?
I
have
the
patience
of
Job
.
But
even
his
went
at
last
.
”
[
I
ought
to
have
said
they
were
in
the
passage
now
.
The
encroaching
youth
had
gained
an
entrance
by
agitating
her
so
at
the
door
that
she
had
to
ask
him
in
to
hide
her
own
blushes
from
the
public
.
]
She
now
gently
reminded
him
how
much
happier
they
were
than
they
had
been
for
months
.
“
Dear
me
,
”
said
she
,
“
I
am
almost
happy
:
happier
than
I
ought
to
be
;
could
be
quite
so
,
but
that
I
see
you
discontented
.
”
“
Ah
,
you
have
so
many
about
you
that
you
love
:
I
have
only
you
.
”
“
And
that
is
true
,
my
poor
Alfred
.
”
This
softened
him
a
little
;
and
then
she
interwove
her
fingers
together
,
and
so
put
both
palms
softly
on
his
shoulder
(
you
never
saw
a
male
do
that
,
and
never
will
)
,
and
implored
him
to
be
patient
,
to
be
generous
.
“
Oh
,
”
said
she
,
“
if
you
knew
the
distress
it
gives
me
to
refuse
to
you
anything
on
earth
,
you
would
be
generous
,
and
not
press
me
when
my
heart
says
'
Yes
,
'
but
my
lips
must
say
'
No
.
'
”
This
melted
him
altogether
,
and
he
said
he
would
not
torment
her
any
more
.
But
he
went
away
discontented
with
himself
for
having
yielded
:
my
lord
did
not
call
it
“
yielding
,
”
but
“
being
defeated
.
”
And
as
he
was
not
only
very
deep
in
love
,
but
by
nature
combative
,
he
took
a
lodging
nearly
opposite
No.
66
,
and
made
hot
love
to
her
,
as
hot
as
if
the
attachment
was
just
forming
.
Her
mother
could
not
go
out
but
he
was
at
the
door
directly
:
she
could
not
go
out
but
he
was
at
her
heels
.
This
pleased
her
at
first
and
thrilled
her
with
the
sense
of
sweet
and
hot
pursuit
:
but
by-and-by
,
situated
as
she
was
between
him
and
her
mother
,
it
worried
her
a
little
at
times
,
and
made
her
nervous
.
She
spoke
a
little
sharply
to
him
now
and
then
.
And
that
was
new
.
It
came
from
the
nerves
,
not
the
heart
.
At
last
she
advised
him
to
go
back
to
Oxford
.
“
I
shall
be
the
ruin
of
your
mind
if
we
go
on
like
this
,
”
said
she
sadly
.
“
What
,
leave
the
field
to
my
rivals
?
No
,
thank
you
.
”
“
What
rivals
,
sir
?
”
asked
Julia
,
drawing
up
.
“
Your
mother
,
your
brother
,
your
curates
that
would
come
buzzing
the
moment
I
left
;
your
sick
people
,
who
bask
on
your
smiles
and
your
sweet
voice
till
I
envy
them
:
Sarah
,
whom
you
permit
to
brush
your
lovely
hair
,
the
piano
you
play
on
,
the
air
you
deign
to
breathe
and
brighten
,
everybody
and
everything
that
is
near
you
;
they
are
all
my
rivals
;
and
shall
I
resign
you
to
them
,
and
leave
myself
desolate
?
I
'm
not
such
a
fool
.
”
She
smiled
,
and
could
not
help
feeling
it
was
sweet
to
be
pestered
.
So
she
said
with
matronly
dignity
,
and
the
old
Julian
consistency
,
“
You
are
a
foolish
impetuous
boy
.
You
are
the
plague
of
my
life
:
and
—
the
sun
of
my
existence
.
”
That
passed
off
charmingly
.
But
presently
his
evil
genius
prompted
Alfred
to
endeavour
to
soften
Mrs.
Dodd
by
letter
,
and
induce
her
to
consent
to
his
marriage
with
her
daughter
.
He
received
her
answer
at
breakfast-time
.
It
was
wonderfully
polite
and
cold
;
Mrs.
Dodd
feigned
unmixed
surprise
at
the
proposal
,
and
said
that
insanity
being
unfortunately
in
her
own
family
,
and
the
suspicion
of
insanity
resting
on
himself
,
such
a
union
was
not
to
be
thought
of
;
and
therefore
,
notwithstanding
her
respect
for
his
many
good
qualities
,
she
must
decline
with
thanks
the
honour
he
offered
her
.
She
inserted
a
poisoned
sting
by
way
of
postscript
.
“
When
you
succeed
in
publicly
removing
the
impression
your
own
relations
share
with
me
,
and
when
my
husband
owes
his
restoration
to
you
,
instead
of
his
destruction
,
of
course
you
will
receive
a
very
different
answer
to
your
proposal
—
should
you
then
think
it
consistent
with
your
dignity
to
renew
it
.
”
As
hostile
testators
used
to
leave
the
disinherited
one
shilling
,
not
out
of
a
shilling
's
worth
of
kindly
feeling
,
but
that
he
might
not
be
able
to
say
his
name
was
omitted
through
inadvertency
,
so
Mrs.
Dodd
inserted
this
postscript
merely
to
clench
the
nail
and
tantalise
her
enemy
.
It
was
a
masterpiece
of
feminine
spite
.
She
would
have
been
wonderstruck
could
she
have
seen
how
Alfred
received
her
missive
.
To
be
sure
he
sat
in
a
cold
stupor
of
dejection
for
a
good
half
hour
;
but
at
the
end
of
that
time
he
lifted
up
his
head
,
and
said
quietly
,
“
So
be
it
.
I
'll
get
the
trial
over
,
and
my
sanity
established
,
as
soon
as
possible
:
and
then
I
'll
hire
a
yacht
and
hunt
her
husband
till
I
find
him
.
”
Having
settled
this
little
plan
,
he
looked
out
for
Julia
,
whose
sympathy
he
felt
in
need
of
after
such
a
stern
blow
.
She
came
out
much
later
than
usual
that
day
,
for
to
tell
the
truth
,
her
mother
had
detained
her
to
show
her
Alfred
's
letter
,
and
her
answer
.
“
Ah
,
mamma
,
”
said
poor
Julia
,
“
you
do
n't
love
me
as
you
did
once
.
Poor
Alfred
!
”
Mrs.
Dodd
sighed
at
this
reproach
,
but
said
she
did
not
deserve
it
.
No
mother
in
her
senses
would
consent
to
such
a
match
.
Julia
bowed
her
head
submissively
and
went
to
her
duties
.
But
when
Alfred
came
to
her
open-mouthed
to
complain
of
her
mother
's
cruelty
,
she
stopped
him
at
once
,
and
asked
him
how
he
could
go
and
write
that
foolish
,
unreasonable
letter
.
Why
had
he
not
consulted
her
first
?
“
You
have
subjected
yourself
to
a
rebuff
,
”
said
she
angrily
,
“
and
one
from
which
I
should
have
saved
you
.
Is
it
nothing
that
mamma
out
of
pity
to
me
connives
at
our
meeting
and
spending
hours
together
?
Do
you
think
she
does
no
violence
to
her
own
wishes
here
?
and
is
she
to
meet
with
no
return
?
”
“
What
,
are
you
against
me
too
?
”
said
poor
Alfred
.
“
No
,
it
is
you
who
are
our
enemy
with
your
unreasonable
impatience
.
”
“
I
am
not
so
cold-blooded
as
you
are
,
certainly
.
”
“
Humility
and
penitence
would
become
you
better
than
to
retort
on
me
.
I
love
you
both
,
and
pray
God
on
my
knees
to
show
me
how
to
do
my
duty
to
both
.
”
“
That
is
it
;
you
are
not
single-hearted
like
me
.
You
want
to
please
all
the
world
,
and
reconcile
the
irreconcilable
.
It
wo
n't
do
:
you
will
have
to
choose
between
your
mother
and
me
at
last
.
”
“
Then
of
course
I
shall
choose
my
mother
.
”
“
Why
?
”
“
Because
she
claims
my
duty
as
well
as
my
love
;
because
she
is
bowed
down
with
sorrow
,
and
needs
her
daughter
just
now
more
than
you
do
;
besides
,
you
are
my
other
self
,
and
we
must
deny
ourselves
.
”
“
We
have
no
more
right
to
be
unjust
to
ourselves
than
to
anybody
else
;
injustice
is
injustice
.
”
“
Alfred
,
you
are
a
high-minded
Heathen
,
and
talk
Morality
.
Morality
is
a
snare
.
What
I
pray
to
be
is
a
Christian
,
as
your
dear
sister
was
,
and
to
deny
myself
;
and
you
make
it
,
oh
so
difficult
.
”
“
So
I
suppose
it
will
end
in
turning
out
your
heathen
and
then
taking
your
curate
.
Your
mother
would
consent
to
that
directly
.
”
“
Alfred
,
”
said
Julia
with
dignity
,
“
these
words
are
harsh
,
and
—
forgive
me
for
saying
so
—
they
are
coarse
.
Such
words
would
separate
us
two
,
without
my
mother
,
if
I
were
to
hear
many
of
them
;
for
they
take
the
bloom
off
affection
,
and
that
mutual
reverence
,
without
which
no
gentleman
and
lady
could
be
blessed
in
holy
wedlock
.
”
Alfred
was
staggered
and
mortified
too
:
they
walked
on
in
silence
now
.
“
Alfred
,
”
said
Julia
at
last
,
“
do
not
think
me
behind
you
in
affection
,
but
wiser
,
for
once
,
and
our
best
friend
.
I
do
think
we
had
better
see
less
of
one
another
for
a
time
,
my
poor
Alfred
.
”
“
And
why
for
a
time
?
Why
not
for
ever
?
”
“
If
your
heart
draws
no
distinction
,
why
not
indeed
?
”
“
So
be
it
then
:
for
I
will
be
no
woman
's
slave
.
There
's
my
hand
,
Julia
:
let
us
part
friends
.
”
“
Thank
you
for
that
,
dear
Alfred
:
may
you
find
some
one
who
can
love
you
more
—
than
—
I
do
.
”
The
words
choked
her
.
But
he
was
stronger
,
because
he
was
in
a
passion
.
He
reproached
her
bitterly
.
“
If
I
had
been
as
weak
and
inconstant
as
you
are
,
I
might
have
been
out
of
Drayton
House
long
before
I
did
escape
.
But
I
was
faithful
to
my
one
love
.
I
have
some
right
to
sing
'
Aileen
Aroon
,
'
you
have
none
.
You
are
an
angel
of
beauty
and
goodness
;
you
will
go
to
Heaven
,
and
I
shall
go
to
the
devil
now
for
want
of
you
;
but
then
you
have
no
constancy
nor
true
fidelity
:
so
that
has
parted
us
,
and
now
nothing
is
left
me
but
to
try
and
hate
you
.
”
He
turned
furiously
on
his
heel
.
“
God
bless
you
,
go
where
you
will
,
”
faltered
Julia
.
He
replied
with
a
fierce
ejaculation
of
despair
,
and
dashed
away
.
Thus
temper
and
misunderstanding
triumphed
,
after
so
many
strange
and
bitter
trials
had
failed
.
But
alas
!
it
is
often
so
.
CHAPTER
XLIX
.
Both
the
parted
lovers
were
wretched
.
Julia
never
complained
,
but
drooped
,
and
read
the
Psalms
,
and
Edward
detected
her
in
tears
over
them
.
He
questioned
her
and
obtained
a
lame
account
;
she
being
far
more
bent
on
screening
Alfred
than
on
telling
the
truth
.
Edward
called
on
the
other
;
and
found
him
disconsolate
,
and
reading
a
Heathen
philosopher
for
comfort
,
and
finding
none
.
Edward
questioned
him
,
and
he
was
reserved
and
even
sulky
.
Sir
Imperturbable
persisted
quietly
,
and
he
exploded
,
and
out
came
his
wrongs
.
Edward
replied
that
he
was
a
pretty
fellow
:
wanted
it
all
his
own
way
.
“
Suppose
my
mother
,
with
her
present
feelings
,
was
to
take
a
leaf
out
of
your
book
,
and
use
all
her
power
;
where
would
you
be
then
?
Come
,
old
fellow
,
I
know
what
love
is
,
and
one
of
us
shall
have
the
girl
he
loves
,
unless
any
harm
should
come
to
my
poor
father
owing
to
your
blunder
—
oh
,
that
would
put
it
out
of
the
question
,
I
feel
—
but
let
us
hope
better
.
I
pulled
you
out
of
the
fire
,
and
somehow
I
seem
to
like
you
better
than
ever
after
that
;
let
me
pull
you
out
of
this
mess
too
.
”
“
Pull
away
,
”
cried
the
impetuous
youth
.
“
I
'll
trust
you
with
my
life
:
ay
,
with
more
than
my
life
,
with
my
love
;
for
you
are
the
man
for
me
:
reason
is
always
uppermost
with
you
:
Give
me
the
man
that
is
not
passion
's
slave
,
And
I
will
wear
him
in
my
heart
's
core
,
ay
—
—
”
“
Oh
bother
that
.
If
you
are
in
earnest
,
do
n't
mouth
,
but
put
on
your
hat
and
come
over
.
”
He
assented
;
but
in
the
middle
of
putting
on
his
coat
,
made
this
little
observation
:
“
Now
I
see
how
wise
the
ancients
were
:
yes
,
friendship
is
better
than
love
;
calmer
,
more
constant
,
free
from
the
heats
and
chills
of
that
impetuous
passion
;
its
pure
bosom
is
ruffled
by
none
of
love
's
jealousies
and
irritabilities
.
Solem
e
mundo
tollunt
qui
tollunt
amicitiam
.
”
“
Oh
bother
quoting
;
come
and
shake
hands
with
Julia
.
”
They
went
over
;
Mrs.
Dodd
was
in
the
city
.
Edward
ushered
in
Alfred
,
saying
,
“
Here
is
the
other
Impetuosity
;
”
and
sagely
retired
for
a
few
minutes
.
When
he
came
back
they
were
sitting
hand
in
hand
,
he
gazing
on
her
,
she
inspecting
the
carpet
.
“
That
is
all
right
,
”
said
Edward
drily
:
“
now
the
next
thing
is
,
you
must
go
back
to
Oxford
directly
,
and
read
for
your
first
class
.
”
The
proposal
fell
like
a
blight
upon
the
reconciled
lovers
.
But
Edward
gave
potent
reasons
.
The
delays
of
law
were
endless
:
Alfred
's
defendant
had
already
obtained
one
postponement
of
the
trial
on
frivolous
grounds
.
Now
the
Oxford
examination
and
Doncaster
races
come
on
at
a
fixed
date
,
by
a
Law
of
Nature
,
and
admit
of
no
“
postponement
swindle
.
”
“
You
mark
my
words
,
you
will
get
your
class
before
you
will
get
your
trial
,
and
it
wo
n't
hurt
you
to
go
into
court
a
first-class
man
:
will
it
?
And
then
you
wo
n't
quarrel
by
letter
,
you
two
;
I
know
.
Come
,
will
you
do
what
I
tell
you
:
or
is
friendship
but
a
name
?
eh
,
Mr.
Bombast
?
”
He
ended
with
great
though
quiet
force
:
“
Come
,
you
two
,
which
is
better
,
to
part
like
the
scissors
,
or
part
like
the
thread
?
”
Similes
are
no
arguments
;
that
is
why
they
convince
people
so
:
Alfred
capitulated
to
the
scissors
and
thread
;
and
only
asked
with
abnormal
humility
to
be
allowed
to
taste
the
joys
of
reconciliation
for
two
days
.
The
third
found
him
at
Oxford
;
he
called
on
the
head
of
his
college
to
explain
what
had
prevented
his
return
to
Exeter
in
the
October
term
twelve
months
ago
,
and
asked
for
rooms
.
Instead
of
siding
with
a
man
of
his
own
college
so
cruelly
injured
,
the
dignitary
was
alarmed
by
the
bare
accusation
,
and
said
he
must
consider
:
insanity
was
a
terrible
thing
.
“
So
is
false
accusation
,
and
so
is
false
imprisonment
,
”
said
Hardie
bitterly
.
“
Unquestionably
.
But
I
have
at
present
no
means
of
deciding
how
far
those
words
apply
.
”
In
short
,
he
could
give
no
answer
;
must
consult
the
other
officers
,
and
would
convey
the
result
by
letter
.
Alfred
's
pride
was
deeply
mortified
,
not
less
by
a
certain
cold
repugnant
manner
than
by
the
words
.
And
there
came
over
his
heart
a
sickening
feeling
that
he
was
now
in
the
eyes
of
men
an
intellectual
leper
.
He
went
to
another
college
directly
,
and
applied
to
the
vice-president
,
the
vice-president
sent
him
with
a
letter
to
the
dean
;
the
dean
looked
frightened
;
and
told
him
hesitatingly
the
college
was
full
;
he
might
put
his
name
down
,
and
perhaps
get
in
next
year
.
Alfred
retired
,
and
learned
from
the
porter
that
the
college
was
not
full
.
He
sighed
deeply
,
and
the
sickening
feeling
grew
on
him
;
an
ineradicable
stigma
seemed
upon
him
,
and
Mrs.
Dodd
was
no
worse
than
the
rest
of
the
world
then
;
every
mother
in
England
would
approve
her
resolutions
.
He
wandered
about
the
scenes
of
his
intellectual
triumphs
:
he
stood
in
the
great
square
of
the
schools
,
a
place
ugly
to
unprejudiced
eyes
,
but
withal
somewhat
grand
and
inspiring
,
especially
to
scholars
who
have
fought
their
keen
and
bloodless
battles
there
.
He
looked
at
the
windows
and
gilt
inscription
of
the
Schola
Metaphysices
,
in
which
he
had
met
the
scholars
of
his
day
and
defeated
them
for
the
Ireland
.
He
wandered
into
the
theatre
,
and
eyed
the
rostrum
,
whence
he
had
not
mumbled
,
but
recited
,
his
Latin
prize
poem
with
more
than
one
thunder
of
academic
applause
:
thunder
compared
with
which
Drury
Lane
's
us
a
mere
cracker
.
These
places
were
unchanged
;
but
he
,
sad
scholar
,
wandered
among
them
as
if
he
was
a
ghost
,
and
all
these
were
stony
phantoms
of
an
intellectual
past
,
never
,
never
to
return
.
He
telegraphed
Sampson
and
Edward
to
furnish
him
with
certificates
that
he
had
never
been
insane
,
but
the
victim
of
a
foul
conspiracy
;
and
,
when
he
received
them
,
he
went
with
them
to
St.
Margaret
's
Hall
;
for
he
had
bethought
him
that
the
new
principal
was
a
first-rate
man
,
and
had
openly
vowed
he
would
raise
that
“
refuge
for
the
oft-times
phoughed
”
to
a
place
of
learning
.
Hardie
called
,
sent
in
his
card
,
and
was
admitted
to
the
principal
's
study
.
He
was
about
to
explain
who
he
was
,
when
the
doctor
interrupted
him
,
and
told
him
politely
he
knew
him
by
reputation
.
“
Tell
me
rather
,
”
said
he
shrewdly
,
“
to
what
I
owe
this
application
from
an
undergraduate
so
distinguished
as
Mr.
Hardie
?
”
Then
Alfred
began
to
quake
,
and
,
instead
of
replying
,
put
a
hand
suddenly
before
his
face
,
and
lost
courage
for
one
moment
.
“
Come
,
Mr.
Hardie
,
”
said
the
principal
,
“
do
n't
be
disconcerted
:
a
fault
regretted
is
half
atoned
;
and
I
am
not
disposed
to
be
hard
on
the
errors
of
youth
;
I
mean
where
there
is
merit
to
balance
them
.
”
“
Sir
,
”
said
Alfred
sadly
,
“
it
is
not
a
fault
I
have
to
acknowledge
,
but
a
misfortune
.
”
“
Tell
me
all
about
it
,
”
said
Dr.
Alder
guardedly
.
He
told
it
,
omitting
nothing
essential
that
could
touch
the
heart
or
excite
the
ironical
humour
of
an
academician
.
“
Well
,
'
truth
is
more
wonderful
than
fiction
,
'
”
said
the
doctor
.
And
I
conclude
the
readers
of
this
tale
are
all
of
the
doctor
's
opinion
;
so
sweet
to
the
mind
is
cant
.
Alfred
offered
his
certificates
.
Now
Dr.
Alder
had
been
asking
himself
in
what
phrases
he
should
decline
this
young
genius
,
who
was
sane
now
,
but
of
course
had
been
mad
,
only
had
forgotten
the
circumstance
.
But
the
temptation
to
get
an
Ireland
scholar
into
his
Hall
suddenly
overpowered
him
.
The
probability
that
he
might
get
a
first-class
in
a
lucid
interval
was
too
enticing
;
nothing
venture
,
nothing
have
.
He
determined
to
venture
a
good
deal
.
“
Mr.
Hardie
,
”
said
he
,
“
this
house
shall
always
be
open
to
good
morals
and
good
scholarship
while
I
preside
over
it
,
and
it
shall
be
open
to
them
all
the
more
when
they
come
to
me
dignified
,
and
made
sacred
,
by
'
unmerited
calamity
.
'
”
Now
this
fine
speech
,
like
Minerva
herself
,
came
from
the
head
.
Alfred
was
overcome
by
it
to
tears
.
At
that
the
doctor
's
heart
was
touched
,
and
even
began
to
fancy
it
had
originated
that
noble
speech
.
It
was
no
use
doing
things
by
halves
;
so
Dr.
Alder
gave
Alfred
a
delightful
set
of
rooms
;
and
made
the
Hall
pleasant
to
him
.
He
was
rewarded
by
a
growing
conviction
that
he
had
made
an
excellent
acquisition
.
This
opinion
,
however
,
was
anything
but
universal
:
and
Alfred
finding
the
men
of
his
own
college
suspected
his
sanity
,
and
passed
jokes
behind
his
back
,
cut
them
all
dead
,
and
confined
himself
to
his
little
Hall
.
There
they
petted
him
,
and
crowed
about
him
,
and
betted
on
him
for
the
schools
as
freely
as
if
he
was
a
colt
the
Hall
was
going
to
enter
for
the
Derby
.
He
read
hard
,
and
judiciously
,
but
without
his
old
confidence
:
he
became
anxious
and
doubtful
;
he
had
seen
so
many
first-rate
men
just
miss
a
first-class
.
The
brilliant
creature
analysed
all
his
Aristotelian
treatises
,
and
wrote
the
synopses
clear
with
marginal
references
on
great
pasteboard
cards
three
feet
by
two
,
and
so
kept
the
whole
subject
before
his
eye
,
till
he
obtained
a
singular
mastery
.
Same
system
with
the
historians
:
nor
did
he
disdain
the
use
of
coloured
inks
.
Then
the
brilliant
creature
drew
lists
of
all
the
hard
words
he
encountered
in
his
reading
,
especially
in
the
common
books
,
and
read
these
lists
till
mastered
.
The
stake
was
singularly
heavy
in
his
case
,
so
he
guarded
every
crevice
.
And
at
this
period
he
was
not
so
unhappy
as
he
expected
.
The
laborious
days
went
swiftly
,
and
twice
a
week
at
least
came
a
letter
from
Julia
.
Oh
,
how
his
grave
academic
room
with
oaken
panels
did
brighten
,
when
her
letter
lay
on
the
table
.
It
was
opened
,
and
seemed
written
with
sunbeams
.
No
quarrels
on
paper
!
Absence
made
the
heart
grow
fonder
.
And
Edward
came
to
see
him
,
and
over
their
wine
let
out
a
feminine
trait
in
Julia
.
“
When
Hurd
calls
,
she
walks
out
of
the
room
,
just
as
my
poor
mother
does
when
you
come
.
That
is
spite
:
since
you
are
sent
away
,
nobody
else
is
to
profit
by
it
.
Where
is
her
Christianity
,
eh
?
and
echo
answers
—
Got
a
cigar
,
old
fellow
?
”
And
,
after
puffing
in
silence
awhile
,
he
said
resignedly
,
“
I
am
an
unnatural
monster
.
”
“
Oh
,
are
you
?
”
said
the
other
serenely
;
for
he
was
also
under
the
benign
influence
.
“
Yes
,
”
said
Edward
,
“
I
am
your
ally
,
and
a
mere
spy
in
the
camp
of
those
two
ladies
.
I
watch
all
their
moves
for
your
sake
.
”
Alfred
forgave
him
.
And
thus
his
whole
life
was
changed
,
and
for
nearly
twelve
months
(
for
Dr.
Alder
let
him
reside
in
the
Hall
through
the
vacation
)
he
pursued
the
quiet
tenor
of
a
student
's
life
,
interrupted
at
times
by
law
;
but
that
is
another
topic
.
WIFE
AND
NO
WIFE
.
Mrs.
Dodd
was
visibly
shaken
by
that
calamity
which
made
her
shrink
with
horror
from
the
sight
of
Alfred
Hardie
.
In
the
winter
she
was
so
unwell
that
she
gave
up
her
duties
with
Messrs.
Cross
and
Co.
Her
connection
with
them
had
been
creditable
to
both
parties
.
I
believe
I
forgot
to
say
why
they
trusted
her
so
;
well
,
I
must
tell
it
elsewhere
.
David
off
her
hands
,
she
was
independent
,
and
had
lost
the
motive
and
the
heart
for
severe
work
.
She
told
the
partners
she
could
no
longer
do
them
justice
,
and
left
them
,
to
their
regret
.
They
then
advised
her
to
set
up
as
a
milliner
,
and
offered
her
credit
for
goods
at
cash
prices
up
to
two
thousand
pounds
.
She
thanked
them
like
a
sorrowful
queen
,
and
went
her
way
.
In
the
spring
she
recovered
some
spirit
and
health
;
but
at
midsummer
a
great
and
subtle
misfortune
befell
her
.
Her
mind
was
bent
on
David
night
and
day
,
and
used
to
struggle
to
evade
the
laws
of
space
that
bind
its
grosser
companion
,
and
find
her
lost
husband
on
the
sea
.
She
often
dreamt
of
him
,
but
vaguely
.
But
one
fatal
night
she
had
a
dream
as
clear
as
daylight
,
and
sharp
as
white
pebbles
in
the
sun
.
She
was
on
a
large
ship
with
guns
;
she
saw
men
bring
a
dead
sailor
up
the
side
;
she
saw
all
their
faces
,
and
the
dead
man
's
too
.
It
was
David
.
His
face
was
white
.
A
clear
voice
said
he
was
to
be
buried
in
the
deep
next
morning
.
She
saw
the
deck
at
her
feet
,
the
breeches
of
the
guns
,
so
clear
,
so
defined
,
that
,
when
she
awoke
,
and
found
herself
in
the
dark
,
she
thought
reality
was
the
illusion
.
She
told
the
dream
to
Julia
and
Edward
.
They
tried
to
encourage
her
,
in
vain
.
“
I
saw
him
,
”
she
said
,
“
I
saw
him
;
it
was
a
vision
,
not
a
dream
;
my
David
is
dead
.
Well
,
then
,
I
shall
not
be
long
behind
him
.
”
Dr.
Sampson
ridiculed
her
dream
to
her
face
.
But
to
her
children
he
told
another
story
.
“
I
am
anxious
about
her
,
”
he
said
,
“
most
anxious
.
There
is
no
mortal
ill
the
distempered
brain
may
not
cause
.
Is
it
not
devilish
we
can
hear
nothing
of
him
?
She
will
fret
herself
into
the
grave
,
as
sure
as
fate
,
if
something
does
not
turn
up
.
”
Her
children
could
not
console
her
;
they
tried
,
but
something
hung
round
their
own
hearts
,
and
chilled
every
effort
.
In
a
word
,
they
shared
her
fears
.
How
came
she
to
see
him
on
board
a
ship
with
guns
?
In
her
waking
hours
she
always
said
he
was
on
a
merchant
ship
.
Was
it
not
one
of
those
visions
,
which
come
to
mortals
and
give
them
sometimes
a
peep
into
Space
,
and
,
far
more
rarely
,
a
glance
into
Time
?
One
day
in
the
autumn
,
Alfred
,
being
in
town
on
law
business
,
met
what
seemed
the
ghost
of
Mrs.
Dodd
in
the
streets
.
She
saw
him
not
;
her
eye
was
on
that
ghastly
face
she
had
seen
in
her
dreams
.
It
flashed
through
his
mind
that
she
would
not
live
long
to
part
him
and
Julia
.
But
he
discouraged
the
ungenerous
thought
;
almost
forgave
her
repugnance
to
himself
,
and
felt
it
would
be
worse
than
useless
to
ask
Julia
to
leave
her
mother
,
who
was
leaving
her
visibly
.
But
her
horror
of
him
was
anything
but
softened
;
and
she
used
to
tell
Dr.
Sampson
she
thought
the
sight
of
that
man
would
kill
her
now
.
Edward
himself
began
to
hope
Alfred
would
turn
his
affections
elsewhere
.
The
house
in
Pembroke
Street
was
truly
the
house
of
mourning
now
;
all
their
calamities
were
light
compared
with
this
.
THE
DISTRICT
VISITOR
.
While
Julia
was
writing
letters
to
keep
up
Alfred
's
heart
,
she
was
very
sad
herself
Moreover
,
he
had
left
her
for
Oxford
but
a
very
few
days
,
when
she
received
an
anonymous
letter
;
her
first
.
It
was
written
in
a
female
hand
,
and
couched
in
friendly
and
sympathetic
terms
.
The
writer
thought
it
only
fair
to
warn
her
that
Mr.
Alfred
Hardie
was
passionately
fond
of
a
lady
in
the
asylum
,
and
had
offered
her
marriage
.
If
Miss
Dodd
wished
to
be
deceived
,
let
her
burn
this
letter
and
think
no
more
of
it
;
if
not
,
let
her
insert
this
advertisement
in
the
Times
:
“
The
whole
Truth
.
—
L
.
D
.
,
”
and
her
correspondent
would
communicate
particulars
by
word
or
writing
.
What
a
barbed
and
poisoned
arrow
is
to
the
body
,
was
this
letter
to
Julia
's
mind
.
She
sat
cold
as
a
stone
with
this
poison
in
her
hand
.
Then
came
an
impetuous
impulse
to
send
it
down
to
Alfred
,
and
request
him
to
transfer
the
other
half
of
his
heart
to
his
lady
of
the
asylum
.
Then
she
paused
;
and
remembered
how
much
unjust
suspicion
had
been
levelled
at
him
already
.
What
right
had
she
to
insult
him
?
She
would
try
and
keep
the
letter
to
herself
.
As
to
acting
upon
it
,
her
good
sense
speedily
suggested
it
came
from
the
rival
in
question
,
real
or
supposed
.
“
She
wants
to
make
use
of
me
,
”
said
Julia
;
“
it
is
plain
Alfred
does
not
care
much
for
her
;
or
why
does
she
come
to
me
?
”
She
put
the
letter
in
her
desk
,
and
it
rankled
in
her
heart
.
Hoeret
lateri
lethalis
arundo
.
She
trembled
at
herself
;
she
felt
a
savage
passion
had
been
touched
in
her
.
She
prayed
day
and
night
against
jealousy
.
But
I
must
now
,
to
justify
my
heading
,
skip
some
months
,
and
relate
a
remarkable
incident
that
befell
her
in
the
said
character
.
On
the
first
of
August
in
this
year
,
a
good
Christian
woman
,
one
of
her
patients
,
asked
her
to
call
on
Mr.
Barkington
,
that
lodged
above
.
“
He
is
a
decent
body
,
miss
,
and
between
you
and
me
,
I
think
his
complaint
is
,
he
do
n't
get
quite
enough
to
eat
.
”
“
Barkington
!
”
said
Julia
,
and
put
her
hand
to
her
bosom
.
She
went
and
tapped
at
his
door
.
“
Come
in
,
”
said
a
shrillish
voice
.
She
entered
,
and
found
a
weazened
old
man
seated
,
mending
his
own
coat
.
He
rose
,
and
she
told
him
she
was
a
district
visitor
.
He
said
he
had
heard
of
her
;
they
called
her
the
beautiful
lady
in
that
court
.
This
was
news
to
her
,
and
made
her
blush
.
She
asked
leave
to
read
a
chapter
to
him
;
he
listened
as
to
some
gentle
memory
of
childhood
.
She
prescribed
him
a
glass
of
port
wine
,
and
dispensed
it
on
the
instant
.
Thus
physicked
,
her
patient
became
communicative
,
and
chattered
on
about
his
native
place
—
but
did
not
name
it
—
and
talked
about
the
people
there
.
Now
our
district
visitor
was
,
if
the
truth
must
be
told
,
a
compounder
.
She
would
permit
her
pupils
to
talk
about
earthly
affairs
,
on
condition
they
would
listen
to
heavenly
ones
before
she
went
.
So
she
let
this
old
man
run
on
,
and
he
told
her
he
had
been
a
banker
's
clerk
all
his
life
,
and
saved
a
thousand
pounds
,
and
come
up
to
London
to
make
his
fortune
on
the
Stock
Exchange
;
and
there
he
was
sometimes
a
bull
,
and
sometimes
a
bear
,
and
whichever
he
was
,
certain
foxes
called
brokers
and
jobbers
got
the
profit
and
he
the
loss
.
“
It
's
all
the
same
as
a
gambling-table
,
”
said
he
.
“
The
jobbers
and
brokers
have
got
the
same
odds
the
bank
has
at
Rouge
et
Noir
,
and
the
little
capitalist
like
me
is
doomed
beforehand
.
”
Then
he
told
her
that
there
was
a
crossing-sweeper
near
the
Exchange
who
came
from
his
native
place
,
and
had
started
as
a
speculator
,
and
come
down
to
that
.
Only
he
called
it
rising
,
and
used
to
speak
with
a
shudder
of
when
he
dabbled
in
the
funds
,
and
often
told
him
to
look
sharp
,
and
get
a
crossing
.
And
lo
!
one
day
when
he
was
cleaned
out
,
and
desperate
,
and
hovering
with
the
other
ghosts
of
little
capitalists
about
the
tomb
of
their
money
,
he
saw
his
countryman
fall
flat
,
and
the
broom
fly
out
of
his
hand
.
Instantly
he
made
a
rush
,
and
so
did
a
wooden-legged
sailor
;
but
he
got
first
to
the
broom
,
and
began
to
sweep
while
others
picked
up
his
countryman
,
who
proved
dead
as
a
herring
;
and
he
succeeded
to
his
broom
,
and
it
made
money
by
the
Exchange
,
though
he
never
could
.
Still
,
one
day
he
picked
up
a
pocket-book
in
that
neighbourhood
,
with
a
lump
of
money
,
which
he
straightway
advertised
in
—
no
newspapers
.
And
now
,
Julia
thought
it
time
to
interpose
the
eighth
commandment
,
the
golden
rule
,
and
such
branches
of
learning
.
He
became
a
favourite
of
hers
:
he
had
so
much
to
say
:
she
even
thought
she
had
seen
his
face
before
:
but
she
could
not
tell
where
.
She
gave
him
good
books
and
tracts
;
and
read
to
him
,
and
ploughed
his
heart
with
her
sweet
voice
,
and
sowed
the
good
seed
in
the
furrows
—
seed
which
,
like
wheat
or
other
grain
,
often
seems
to
fall
flat
and
die
,
but
comes
out
green
after
many
days
.
One
Saturday
she
invited
him
to
dine
with
the
servants
next
day
.
He
came
during
church
time
,
and
went
away
in
the
afternoon
while
she
was
with
her
mother
.
But
she
asked
Sarah
,
who
proved
eager
to
talk
about
him
.
“
He
was
a
rum
customer
;
kept
asking
questions
all
dinner
time
.
'
Well
,
'
says
I
,
'
you
're
good
company
you
are
;
be
you
a
lawyer
;
for
you
examines
us
;
but
you
do
n't
tell
us
nothing
.
'
Ye
see
,
Miss
,
Jane
she
is
that
simple
,
she
was
telling
him
everything
,
and
about
Mr.
Alfred
's
lawsuit
with
his
father
and
all
.
”
Julia
said
that
was
indiscreet
;
but
after
all
what
did
it
matter
?
“
Who
knows
,
Miss
?
”
Sarah
replied
:
“
least
said
is
soonest
mended
.
If
you
please
,
Miss
,
who
is
he
?
Where
does
he
bide
?
Where
does
he
come
from
?
Does
he
know
Hardies
?
”
“
I
should
think
not
.
Why
?
”
“
Because
I
'm
much
mistaken
if
he
does
n't
.
”
Then
putting
on
a
stolid
look
,
she
asked
,
“
Does
he
know
your
papa
?
”
“
Oh
no
,
Sarah
.
How
should
he
?
”
“
There
now
,
”
said
Sarah
;
“
Miss
,
you
are
all
in
the
dark
about
this
old
man
:
I
'll
tell
you
something
;
I
took
him
out
of
the
way
of
Jane
's
temper
when
she
began
a
dishing
up
,
and
I
had
him
into
the
parlour
for
a
minute
;
and
in
course
there
he
sees
the
picture
of
your
poor
papa
hung
up
.
Miss
,
if
you
'll
believe
me
,
the
moment
he
claps
eyes
on
that
there
picture
,
he
halloes
out
,
and
out
goes
his
two
hands
like
this
here
.
'
It
's
him
!
'
says
he
;
'
it
's
him
!
'
and
stares
at
the
picture
like
a
stuck
pig
.
Forgot
I
was
close
behind
him
,
I
do
believe
.
'
She
's
his
daughter
,
'
says
he
,
in
a
whisper
,
a
curious
whisper
;
seemed
to
come
out
of
his
stomack
.
'
What
's
the
matter
now
?
'
says
I
,
just
so
.
He
gave
a
great
start
,
as
if
my
speaking
had
wakened
him
from
a
dream
,
and
says
he
,
'
nothing
,
'
as
quiet
as
a
lamb
.
'
Nothing
is
n't
much
,
'
says
I
,
just
so
.
'
It
used
n't
to
be
anything
at
all
when
I
was
your
age
,
'
says
he
,
sneering
.
But
I
paid
him
a
good
coin
:
says
I
,
'
Old
man
,
where
you
comes
from
do
the
folks
use
to
start
and
hallo
out
and
cry
“
It
's
him
!
she
's
his
daughter
!
”
and
fling
their
two
arms
abroad
like
a
wiumdmill
in
March
,
and
all
for
—
nothing
?
'
So
at
that
he
changed
as
white
as
my
smock
,
and
fell
all
of
a
tremble
.
However
,
at
dinner
he
perks
up
,
and
drew
that
poor
simple
Jane
out
a
good
one
.
But
he
did
n't
look
towards
me
much
,
which
I
set
opposite
to
watch
my
lord
.
”
“
Sarah
,
”
said
Julia
,
“
this
is
really
curious
,
mysterious
;
you
are
a
good
,
watchful
,
faithful
girl
;
and
,
to
tell
the
truth
,
I
sometimes
fancy
I
have
seen
Mr.
Barkington
's
face
.
However
,
I
will
solve
this
little
mystery
to-morrow
;
for
I
will
ask
him
:
thank
you
,
Sarah
.
”
On
Monday
she
called
on
Mr.
Barkington
to
solve
the
mystery
.
But
,
instead
of
solving
,
her
visit
thickened
it
:
for
Mr.
Barkington
was
gone
bag
and
baggage
.
When
Edward
was
told
of
this
business
,
he
thought
it
remarkable
,
and
regretted
he
had
not
seen
the
old
man
.
So
do
I
;
for
it
is
my
belief
Edward
would
have
recognised
him
.
DAVID
DODD
.
The
history
of
a
man
is
the
history
of
his
mind
.
And
that
is
why
you
have
heard
so
little
of
late
about
the
simplest
,
noblest
,
and
most
unfortunate
of
all
my
personages
.
Insanity
is
as
various
as
eccentricity
.
I
have
spared
the
kind-hearted
reader
some
of
David
's
vagaries
.
However
,
when
we
parted
with
him
,
he
had
settled
into
that
strange
phase
of
lunacy
,
in
which
the
distant
past
seems
nearly
obliterated
,
and
memory
exists
,
but
revolves
in
a
narrow
round
of
things
present
:
this
was
accompanied
with
a
positive
illusion
,
to
wit
,
a
fixed
idea
that
he
was
an
able
seaman
:
and
,
as
usual
,
what
mental
power
he
retained
came
out
strongest
in
support
of
this
idea
.
All
this
was
marked
by
a
bodily
agility
somewhat
more
than
natural
in
a
man
of
his
age
.
Owing
to
the
wind
astern
,
he
was
enabled
to
run
into
Portsmouth
before
the
steam-tug
came
up
with
him
:
and
he
did
run
into
port
,
not
because
he
feared
pursuit
,
but
because
he
was
desperately
hungry
;
and
he
had
no
suicidal
tendencies
whatever
.
He
made
for
a
public-house
,
and
called
for
some
bread
and
cheese
and
beer
;
they
were
supplied
,
and
then
lo
!
he
had
no
money
to
pay
for
them
.
“
I
'll
owe
you
till
I
come
back
from
sea
,
my
bo
,
”
said
he
coolly
.
On
this
the
landlord
collared
him
,
and
David
shook
him
off
into
the
road
,
much
as
a
terrier
throws
a
rat
from
him
;
then
there
was
a
row
,
and
a
naval
officer
,
who
was
cruising
about
for
hands
,
came
up
and
heard
it
.
There
was
nothing
at
all
unseamanlike
in
David
's
conduct
,
and
the
gentleman
took
a
favourable
view
of
it
,
and
paid
the
small
demand
;
but
not
with
unleavened
motives
.
He
was
the
second
lieutenant
of
H
.
M
.
frigate
Vulture
;
she
had
a
bad
name
,
thanks
to
her
last
captain
,
and
was
short
of
hands
:
he
took
David
aside
and
asked
him
would
he
like
to
ship
on
board
the
Vulture
.
David
said
yes
,
and
suggested
the
foretop
.
“
Oh
yes
,
”
growled
the
lieutenant
,
“
you
all
want
to
be
there
.
”
He
then
gauged
this
Jacky
Tar
's
intellects
;
asked
him
inter
alia
how
to
send
a
frigate
's
foretop
gallant
yard
down
upon
deck
:
and
to
show
how
seamanship
sticks
in
the
brain
when
once
it
gets
there
,
David
actually
told
him
.
“
You
are
rather
old
,
”
said
the
lieutenant
,
“
but
you
are
a
seaman
:
”
and
so
took
him
on
board
the
Vulture
at
Spithead
,
before
Green
began
to
search
the
town
in
earnest
.
Nobody
acts
his
part
better
than
some
demented
persons
do
:
and
David
made
a
very
tolerable
sailor
notwithstanding
his
forty-five
years
:
and
the
sea
did
him
good
within
certain
limits
.
Between
him
and
the
past
lay
some
intellectual
or
cerebral
barrier
as
impenetrable
as
the
great
wall
of
China
;
but
on
the
hither
side
of
that
wall
his
faculties
improved
.
Of
course
,
the
crew
soon
found
out
the
gap
in
his
poor
brain
,
and
called
him
Soft
Billy
,
and
played
on
him
at
first
.
But
by
degrees
he
won
their
affection
;
he
was
so
wonderfully
sweet-tempered
:
and
besides
his
mind
being
in
an
abnormal
state
,
he
loathed
grog
,
and
gave
his
allowance
to
his
messmates
.
One
day
he
showed
an
unexpected
trait
;
they
were
lying
becalmed
in
southern
latitudes
,
and
,
time
hanging
heavily
,
each
wiled
it
how
he
might
:
one
fiddled
,
another
wrote
to
his
Polly
,
another
fished
for
sharks
,
another
whistled
for
a
wind
,
scores
fell
into
the
form
of
meditation
without
the
reality
,
and
one
got
a
piece
of
yarn
and
amused
himself
killing
flies
on
the
bulwark
.
Now
this
shocked
poor
Billy
:
he
put
out
his
long
arm
and
intercepted
a
stroke
.
“
What
is
the
row
?
”
said
the
operator
.
“
You
must
n't
,
”
said
Billy
solemnly
,
looking
into
his
face
with
great
dreamy
eyes
.
“
You
be
—
—
,
”
said
the
other
,
and
lent
him
a
tap
on
the
cheek
with
the
yarn
.
Billy
did
not
seem
to
mind
this
;
his
skin
had
little
sensibility
,
owing
to
his
disorder
.
Jack
recommenced
on
his
flies
,
and
the
bystanders
laughed
.
They
always
laughed
now
at
everything
Billy
said
,
as
Society
used
to
laugh
when
the
late
Theodore
Hook
asked
for
the
mustard
at
dinner
;
and
would
have
laughed
if
he
had
said
,
“
You
see
me
sad
,
I
have
just
lost
my
poor
father
.
”
David
stood
looking
on
at
the
slaughter
with
a
helpless
puzzled
air
.
At
last
he
seemed
to
have
an
idea
,
he
caught
Jack
up
by
the
throat
and
knee
,
lifted
him
with
gigantic
strength
above
his
head
,
and
was
just
going
to
hurl
him
shrieking
into
the
sea
,
when
a
dozen
strong
hands
interfered
,
and
saved
the
man
.
Then
they
were
going
to
bind
Billy
hand
and
foot
;
but
he
was
discovered
to
be
perfectly
calm
;
so
they
remonstrated
instead
,
and
presently
Billy
's
commander-in-chief
,
a
ship-boy
called
Georgie
White
,
shoved
in
and
asked
him
in
a
shrill
haughty
voice
how
he
dared
do
that
.
“
My
dear
,
”
said
Billy
,
with
great
humility
and
placidity
