London (England) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Love -- Fiction; Political fiction; Satire
“You have expressed yourself admirably, Mr. Win-wood; and I can tell
you at once that Josephine West is not engaged to marry any one--that
is--well, I think I am justified in speaking so decidedly, for if she
had promised to marry any one I am certain that she would tell me of it
before any one else in the world.”
He rose and held out his hand to her, saying:
“Thank you, Miss Severn--thank you. I knew that I should be safe in
coming to you in this matter, you have shown yourself to be so kind--so
gracious. You can understand how my position in this country is
not quite the same as that of the men who have lived here all their
lives--who are in your set and who hear of every incident as it occurs.
I thought it quite possible that she might... well, I hope you don’t
think me impudent.”
“I do not indeed,” she said, “I feel that you have done me great honour,
and I think that you are--you are--manly. I think, you know, that there
is a good deal of manliness about men--more than I thought, and I tell
you that I always did think well of men. I believe that there is a great
future awaiting them.”
“I hope that your optimism will be rewarded,” said he. “Of one thing I
am sure, and that is that a great future awaits one man: the man who is
lucky enough to be loved by you. Good-bye. You have placed me in such a
position as makes it inevitable for me to take the rosiest view of all
the world.”
“Even of the man whom I shall love? Well, you are an optimist.
Good-bye.”
CHAPTER XIX
Mr. Ernest Clifton had a good deal to think about; but, as he was
usually in this condition, he did not feel greatly inconvenienced. He
was well aware of the fact that when one man insists on doing all the
thinking for a large and important organisation, he cannot expect to
have a vacant mind for many hours together. He had, however, so managed
matters in connection with the great political machine of which he was
secretary that he had become the sole Intelligence of the organisation.
He was not only the man who controlled the driving power of the engine,
he also had command of the brakes; and every one is aware of the fact
that to know when to slacken speed and when to stop is a most important
part of the duties of the man who is running any machine. Any inferior
person can pitch the coal into the furnace to keep up the steam, but it
requires an Intelligence to know when to shut it off.
He had determined from the outset that he would not allow himself to be
hampered by the presence of another thinking man on the foot plate
of his engine; it is the easiest thing in the world to obtain for any
political organisation a president and a committee utterly devoid of
intelligence, and Ernest Clifton resolved that though he might be forced
to make seek for such a committee among the most notable men in the
Party, he would secure it somehow.
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