How fully I appreciated the delights of that sudden change from
'ineligible' to 'eligible!' How quickly I began to feel that, in
accepting an invitation, instead of receiving a favour I now conferred
one! My new knowledge speedily transformed a harmless and rather
obliging young man into an insufferable puppy; but the puppy was
welcomed where the obliging young man had hardly been tolerated.
Beautifully gradual the change was, both in me and in my friends; for
we were all well bred, and knew how to charge the old formulas with
new meaning. 'You will be sure to come, won't you?' from a hostess to
me, was no longer a crumb of kindness, it was an entreaty. 'You are
very kind,' from me, expressed now not gratitude, but condescension. A
rather nice girl, who had been scolded for dancing with me too often,
was now, like the little children sent out in the streets to beg,
praised or blamed by her mother according to the degree of attention I
had paid her. I did not share the contempt of the other men of my own
age for this manoeuvring mamma and the rest of her kind, though I
daresay I spoke of them in the same tone as they did. In the first
place, I was flattered by their homage to my new position, interested
as it was; and in the second, in their presence we were all so much
alike, in dress, manner, and what by courtesy is called conversation,
that the poor ladies might well be excused for judging our merits by
the only tangible point of difference--our relative wealth.
In our tastes, our vices, real or assumed, there was equally little to
choose between us. We knew little about art and less about literature.
In politics we were dogged and illogical partisans of politicians, and
cared nothing for principles. Religion we left to women, who shared
with horses the chief place in our thoughts. Nature having fortunately
denied to the latter animals the power of speech, there was no danger
of the two classes of our favourites coming into active rivalry.
In the intoxication of early manhood, while the mind was still in the
background to the senses, the surface of things provided entertainment
enough for us. Characters and even characteristics were merged in a
uniformity of folly without malice, and vice without depravity. If we
gambled, we lost money which did no good while in our hands; if we
gave light love, it was to ladies who asked for no more; if we drank,
we only clouded intellects which were never employed in thought.
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