Dariel: A Romance of SurreyBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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Dariel: A Romance of Surrey
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Surrey (England) -- Fiction
This would have made me very angry with at least nine people out of ten.
But I knew that I had a queer character to deal with, and that he meant
no harm, but only to get to the bottom of the matter. So I told him that
if there was anything of that sort, I thought it was rather the other
way. And then I was quite in a fury with myself, for putting it as if
she could have done a shabby thing. And I praised her ninefold, and
could have gone on for an hour.
"You are all right," he said, "that is clear enough; you are as
infatuated as a Goddess could require. We have all been so, some time or
other. But you should have seen her mother, ah, yes, ah, yes! Signora
Nicolo cannot bear to hear her name, though she ought to be grateful,
for it kept me good, and plunged me, I do believe, into matrimony. A
sweet woman never knows the good she does, any more than an impudent
flippant one can measure her own mischief. For the sake of that noble
Oria, as well as of Sûr Imar, who saved, my life, I would go anywhere
and do anything, to be of service to Dariel. And for her own sake too, I
can tell you, for she is a most charming creature, though a little too
soft, like her father. Ah, that's where the mischief will come in! How
can you save a man from himself? After all the lies he has suffered
from, and the wreck of his life--I know all about it now, though I
didn't when I saw you--would you believe that he is spoonier than ever
about doing good to those cursed fellows? Saving their souls! Why,
they've got none; or if they have, what are ours to be called? As
different as quartz from opal, which are much the same thing though in
different form. And as for their bodies, they are big enough already,
and dirty enough, and as hard as nails. Let them all kill one another,
is what the Lord intended, and Nature does her best to help him. Why,
the country ought to belong to us; we could do some good with it. It
should have been ours long ago."
"No doubt of that," I replied, for that seems to be the duty of every
land; "I knew that Sûr Imar meant to go, and for years he has been
preparing to civilise his people; but what has made him go so suddenly?"
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