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  OnthewallsofhisbedroomwereaseriesofFrenchRevolutionprintsrepresentingeventsinthelifeofLycurgus。Therewas“Grandeurd’amedeLycurgue。”and“Lycurgueconsultel’oracle。”andthentherewas“CalciopealaCour。”UnderthiswaswritteninFrenchandSpanish:“Modeledegraceetdebeaute,lajeuneCalciopenonmoinssagequebelleavaitmeritel’estimeetl’attachementduvertueuxLycurgue。Vivementeprisdetantdecharmes,l’illustrephilosophelaconduisaitdansletempledeJunon,ouilss’unirentparunsermentsacre。Aprescetteaugusteceremonie,Lycurgues’empressadeconduiresajeuneepouseaupalaisdesonfrerePolydecte,RoideLacedemon。Seigneur,luidit-il,lavertueuseCalciopevientderecevoirmesvoeuxauxpiedsdesautels,j’osevousprierd’approuvercetteunion。LeRoitemoignad’abordquelquesurprise,maisl’estimequ’ilavaitpoursonfrereluiinspiraunereponsepleinedebeinveillance。Ils’approchaaussitotdeCalciopequ’ilembrassatendrement,comblaensuiteLycurguedeprevenancesetparuttressatisfait。”

  HecalledmyattentiontothisandthensaidsomewhattimidlythathewouldratherhavemarriedEllenthanCalciope。Isawhewashardeningandmadenohesitationaboutproposingthatinanotherdayortwoweshouldproceeduponourjourney。

  Iwillnotwearythereaderbytakinghimwithusoverbeatenground。WestoppedatSiena,Cortona,Orvieto,Perugiaandmanyothercities,andthenafterafortnightpassedbetweenRomeandNapleswenttotheVenetianprovincesandvisitedallthosewondroustownsthatliebetweenthesouthernslopesoftheAlpsandthenorthernonesoftheApennines,comingbackatlastbytheS。

  Gothard。IdoubtwhetherhehadenjoyedthetripmorethanIdidmyself,butitwasnottillwewereonthepointofreturningthatErnesthadrecoveredstrengthenoughtobecalledfairlywell,anditwasnotformanymonthsthathesocompletelylostallsenseofthewoundswhichthelastfouryearshadinflictedonhimastofeelasthoughtherewereascarandascaronlyremaining。

  Theysaythatwhenpeoplehavelostanarmorafoottheyfeelpainsinitnowandagainforalongwhileaftertheyhavelostit。OnepainwhichhehadalmostforgottencameuponhimonhisreturntoEngland,Imeanthestingofhishavingbeenimprisoned。Aslongashewasonlyasmallshop-keeperhisimprisonmentmatterednothing;

  nobodyknewofit,andiftheyhadknowntheywouldnothavecared;

  now,however,thoughhewasreturningtohisoldpositionhewasreturningtoitdisgraced,andthepainfromwhichhehadbeensavedinthefirstinstancebysurroundingssonewthathehadhardlyrecognisedhisownidentityinthemiddleofthem,cameonhimasfromawoundinflictedyesterday。

  Hethoughtofthehighresolveswhichhehadmadeinprisonaboutusinghisdisgraceasavantagegroundofstrengthratherthantryingtomakepeopleforgetit。“Thatwasallverywellthen。”hethoughttohimself,“whenthegrapeswerebeyondmyreach,butnowitisdifferent。”Besides,whobutaprigwouldsethimselfhighaims,ormakehighresolvesatall?

  Someofhisoldfriends,onlearningthathehadgotridofhissupposedwifeandwasnowcomfortablyoffagain,wantedtorenewtheiracquaintance;hewasgratefultothemandsometimestriedtomeettheiradvanceshalfway,butitdidnotdo,anderelongheshrankbackintohimself,pretendingnottoknowthem。Aninfernaldemonofhonestyhauntedhimwhichmadehimsaytohimself:“Thesemenknowagreatdeal,butdonotknowall——iftheydidtheywouldcutme——andthereforeIhavenorighttotheiracquaintance。”

  Hethoughtthateveryoneexcepthimselfwassanspeuretsansreproche。Ofcoursetheymustbe,foriftheyhadnotbeen,wouldtheynothavebeenboundtowarnallwhohadanythingtodowiththemoftheirdeficiencies?Well,hecouldnotdothis,andhewouldnothavepeople’sacquaintanceunderfalsepretences,sohegaveupevenhankeringafterrehabilitationandfellbackuponhisoldtastesformusicandliterature。

  Ofcoursehehaslongsincefoundouthowsillyallthiswas,howsillyImeanintheory,forinpracticeitworkedbetterthanitoughttohavedone,bykeepinghimfreefromliaisonswhichwouldhavetiedhistongueandmadehimseesuccesselsewherethanwherehecameintimetoseeit。Hedidwhathedidinstinctivelyandfornootherreasonthanbecauseitwasmostnaturaltohim。Sofarashethoughtatall,hethoughtwrong,butwhathedidwasright。I

  saidsomethingofthiskindtohimoncenotsoverylongago,andtoldhimhehadalwaysaimedhigh。“Ineveraimedatall。”herepliedalittleindignantly,“andyoumaybesureIshouldhaveaimedlowenoughifIhadthoughtIhadgotthechance。”

  Isupposeafterallthatnoonewhosemindwasnot,toputitmildly,abnormal,everyetaimedveryhighoutofpuremaliceaforethought。Ioncesawaflyalightonacupofhotcoffeeonwhichthemilkhadformedathinskin;heperceivedhisextremedanger,andInotedwithwhatamplestridesandalmostsupermuscanefforthestruckacrossthetreacheroussurfaceandmadefortheedgeofthecup——forthegroundwasnotsolidenoughtolethimraisehimselffromitbyhiswings。AsIwatchedhimIfanciedthatsosupremeamomentofdifficultyanddangermightleavehimwithanincreaseofmoralandphysicalpowerwhichmightevendescendinsomemeasuretohisoffspring。Butsurelyhewouldnothavegottheincreasedmoralpowerifhecouldhavehelpedit,andhewillnotknowinglyalightuponanothercupofhotcoffee。ThemoreIseethemoresureIamthatitdoesnotmatterwhypeopledotherightthingsolongonlyastheydoit,norwhytheymayhavedonethewrongiftheyhavedoneit。Theresultdependsuponthethingdoneandthemotivegoesfornothing。Ihavereadsomewhere,butcannotrememberwhere,thatinsomecountrydistricttherewasonceagreatscarcityoffood,duringwhichthepoorsufferedacutely;manyindeedactuallydiedofstarvation,andallwerehardputtoit。Inonevillage,however,therewasapoorwidowwithafamilyofyoungchildren,who,thoughshehadsmallvisiblemeansofsubsistence,stilllookedwell-fedandcomfortable,asalsodidallherlittleones。“How。”everyoneasked,“didtheymanagetolive?”Itwasplaintheyhadasecret,anditwasequallyplainthatitcouldbenogoodone;fortherecameahurried,huntedlookoverthepoorwoman’sfaceifanyonealludedtothewayinwhichsheandhersthrovewhenothersstarved;thefamily,moreover,weresometimesseenoutatunusualhoursofthenight,andevidentlybroughtthingshome,whichcouldhardlyhavebeenhonestlycomeby。Theyknewtheywereundersuspicion,and,beinghithertoofexcellentname,itmadethemveryunhappy,foritmustbeconfessedthattheybelievedwhattheydidtobeuncannyifnotabsolutelywicked;nevertheless,inspiteofthistheythrove,andkepttheirstrengthwhenalltheirneighbourswerepinched。

  Atlengthmatterscametoaheadandtheclergymanoftheparishcross-questionedthepoorwomansocloselythatwithmanytearsandabittersenseofdegradationsheconfessedthetruth;sheandherchildrenwentintothehedgesandgatheredsnails,whichtheymadeintobrothandate——couldsheeverbeforgiven?Wasthereanyhopeofsalvationforhereitherinthisworldorthenextaftersuchunnaturalconduct?

  SoagainIhaveheardofanolddowagercountesswhosemoneywasallinConsols;shehadhadmanysons,andinheranxietytogivetheyoungeronesagoodstart,wantedalargerincomethanConsolswouldgiveher。SheconsultedhersolicitorandwasadvisedtosellherConsolsandinvestintheLondonandNorth-WesternRailway,thenatabout85。ThiswastoherwhateatingsnailswastothepoorwidowwhosestoryIhavetoldabove。Withshameandgrief,asofonedoinganuncleanthing——butherboysmusthavetheirstart——shedidasshewasadvised。Thenforalongwhileshecouldnotsleepatnightandwashauntedbyapresageofdisaster。Yetwhathappened?

  Shestartedherboys,andinafewyearsfoundhercapitaldoubledintothebargain,onwhichshesoldoutandwentbackagaintoConsolsanddiedinthefullblessednessoffund-holding。

  Shethought,indeed,thatshewasdoingawronganddangerousthing,butthishadabsolutelynothingtodowithit。SupposeshehadinvestedinthefullconfidenceofarecommendationbysomeeminentLondonbankerwhoseadvicewasbad,andsohadlostallhermoney,andsupposeshehaddonethiswithalightheartandwithnoconvictionofsin——wouldherinnocenceofevilpurposeandtheexcellenceofhermotivehavestoodherinanystead?Notthey。

  Buttoreturntomystory。Towneleygavemyheromosttrouble。

  Towneley,asIhavesaid,knewthatErnestwouldhavemoneysoon,butErnestdidnotofcourseknowthatheknewit。Towneleywasrichhimself,andwasmarriednow;Ernestwouldberichsoon,hadbonafideintendedtobemarriedalready,andwoulddoubtlessmarryalawfulwifelateron。Suchamanwasworthtakingpainswith,andwhenTowneleyonedaymetErnestinthestreet,andErnesttriedtoavoidhim,Towneleywouldnothaveit,butwithhisusualquickgoodnaturereadhisthoughts,caughthim,morallyspeaking,bythescruffofhisneck,andturnedhimlaughinglyinsideout,tellinghimhewouldhavenosuchnonsense。

  TowneleywasjustasmuchErnest’sidolnowashehadeverbeen,andErnest,whowasveryeasilytouched,feltmoregratefullyandwarmlythanevertowardshim,buttherewasanunconscioussomethingwhichwasstrongerthanTowneley,andmademyherodeterminetobreakwithhimmoredeterminedlyperhapsthanwithanyotherlivingperson;hethankedhiminalowhurriedvoiceandpressedhishand,whiletearscameintohiseyesinspiteofallhiseffortstorepressthem。“Ifwemeetagain。”hesaid,“donotlookatme,butifhereafteryouhearofmewritingthingsyoudonotlike,thinkofmeascharitablyasyoucan。”andsotheyparted。

  “Towneleyisagoodfellow。”saidI,gravely,“andyoushouldnothavecuthim。”

  “Towneley。”heanswered,“isnotonlyagoodfellow,butheiswithoutexceptiontheverybestmanIeversawinmylife——except。”

  hepaidmethecomplimentofsaying,“yourself;TowneleyismynotionofeverythingwhichIshouldmostliketobe——butthereisnorealsolidaritybetweenus。IshouldbeinperpetualfearoflosinghisgoodopinionifIsaidthingshedidnotlike,andImeantosayagreatmanythings。”hecontinuedmoremerrily,“whichTowneleywillnotlike。”

  Aman,asIhavesaidalready,cangiveupfatherandmotherforChrist’ssaketolerablyeasilyforthemostpart,butitisnotsoeasytogiveuppeoplelikeTowneley。

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