L. Do you mean coming down here to live?
C. Of course I do! Without so much as consulting me.
L. The captain does not ordinarily consult the crew.
C. Bosh, Lucius. That habit of discipline makes you quite stupid.
Now, haven't I the right to be consulted?
L. (A WHISTLE)
C. (A STAMP)
L. Pray, what would your sagacity have proposed for grandpapa and
the small children?
C. (HESITATION.)
L. (A SLIGHT LAUGH.)
C. I do think it is quite shocking of Aunt Phrasie to be in such
haste to marry!
L. After eleven years--eh? or twelve, is it?
C. I mean of course so soon after her mother's death.
L. You know dear granny herself begged that the wedding might not
be put off on that account.
C. Mr. Holland might come and live here.
L. Perhaps he thinks he has a right to be consulted.
C. Then she might take those children away with her.
L. Leaving grandpapa alone.
C. The Curate might live in the house.
L. Lively and satisfactory to mother. Come now, Cis, why are you
so dead set against this plan? It is only because your august
consent has not been asked?
C. I should have minded less if the pros and cons had been set
before me, instead of being treated like a chattel; but I do not
think my education should be sacrificed.
L. Not educated! At twenty!
C. Don't be so silly, Lucius. This is the time when the most
important brain work is to be done. There are the art classes at
the Slade, and the lectures I am down for, and the Senior Cambridge
and cookery and nursing. Yes, I see you make faces! You sailors
think women are only meant for you to play with when you are on
shore; but I must work.
L. Work enough here!
C. Goody-goody! Babies, school-children, and old women! I'm meant
for something beyond that, or what are intellect and artistic
faculty given for?
L. You could read for Cambridge exam. all the same. Here are tons
of books, and grandpapa would help you. Why not? He is not a bit
of a dull man. He is up to everything.
C. So far as _YOU_ know. Oh no, he is not naturally dense. He is
a dear old man; but you know clerics of his date, especially when
they have vegetated in the country, never know anything but the
Fathers and church architecture.
L. Hum! I should have said the old gentleman had a pretty good
intelligence of his own. I know he set me on my legs for my exam.
as none of the masters at old Coade's ever did. What has made you
take such a mortal aversion to the place? We used to think it next
door to Paradise when we were small children.
C. Of course, when country freedom was everything, and we knew
nothing of rational intercourse; but when all the most intellectual
houses are open to me, it is intolerable to be buried alive here
with nothing to talk of but clerical shop, and nothing to do but
read to old women, and cram the unfortunate children with the
catechism. And mother and Aunt Phrasie expect me to be in raptures!
L. Whereas you seem to be meditating a demonstration.
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