Ellice Quentin, and other storiesHawthorne, Julian
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Ellice Quentin, and other stories
Hawthorne, Julian
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
The conversation at dinner was not, however, much more transcendental
than is customary on such occasions in England. Diana said but little;
and her father and I kept our feet pretty constantly on _terra firma_;
soaring but rarely beyond the attraction of gravity. The two things
which chiefly affected me were, the luminous grace of my cousin's face
and figure, and the airy potency of the wine, which was unlike anything
I had heretofore tasted. It glowed like the warmth of a better life
within my veins, and, while seeming to brace and clear my perceptive
faculties, it stimulated and encouraged the poetical side of my nature.
I felt, under these combined influences, as if my soul were obtaining
a delightful mastery over my body. I noticed meanwhile, not without
surprise, that although Diana vouchsafed to join me in more than one
glass of this exquisite beverage, her father never touched it, but
confined himself instead to a bottle of doubtless excellent burgundy.
'No,' he said, in answer to my remark, 'no, it is many years since
I have drunk that wine. It is the wine of youth; and, for genuine
youth, it possesses precious properties. Old age, whether premature or
natural, finds it insipid and ineffective stuff enough. To its full
enjoyment, a tender and sensitive texture of both mind and body are
indispensable.'
'You are the first man who has cared to drink it,' observed Diana,
looking at me. 'Generally, I have it all to myself!'
'How can anyone who has once tasted it care for other wine?' I
exclaimed. 'It inspires one like beautiful music.'
'Your appreciation compliments you, nephew,' my uncle said. 'Most young
fellows of your years would prefer a glass of brandy-and-water to a
whole hogshead of that liquor. Among its other merits, therefore, it
acts as a test of character.'
'How did you come by it?'
''Tis of a very ancient vintage,' he replied, 'and I believe every
bottle of it now extant is in my cellar. It was grown in a famous
comet year, and under favourable aspects of the heavenly bodies. I can
remember when I used to find it an agreeable tipple, previous to taking
an observation. It has--for those who can drink it--the rare quality
of brightening the faculties without afterwards reacting upon them. A
child could use it without injury.'
I looked at Diana, curious as to whether she had been brought up on
this marvellous elixir; but, as if she had divined what was in my mind,
and preferred to remain unquestioned, she arose at this point and went
out, leaving her father and me to our decanters.
'You are fortunate in having made such good friends with your cousin,'
he remarked. 'You are about the first man, except myself, to whom I
have ever heard her volunteer an observation. Yea and nay is the sum of
her speech to most of the inhabitants of this planet.'
'She is certainly not talkative,' said I, disguising the pleasure I
felt at discovering that I had found favour in her sight. 'You see very
little company, I believe?'
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