Sons of fire, Vol. II.Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
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Sons of fire, Vol. II.
Braddon, M. E. (Mary Elizabeth)
English fiction -- 19th century
"I went back to Cambridge, and my mother and her devoted companion left
Connaught Place for Brighton, Dr. Gull having strongly recommended
sea-air, after exhausting his scientific means in the weary battle with
nerve pain. It was a relief to me, when I thought of Esperanza, to know
that Miss Marjorum was fifty miles away from Great Ormond Street. Those
suspicious glances and prying questions of hers had frightened me.
"_When_ I thought of Esperanza!--when was she not the centre and
circumference of my thoughts? I worked hard; missed no lecture;
neglected no opportunity; for I had made up my mind to win the game of
life off my own bat; but Esperanza's image was with me whatever I was
doing. I think I mixed up her personality in an extraordinary fashion
with the higher mathematics. She perched like a fairy upon every curve,
or slid sylph-like along every line. I weighed her, and measured her,
and calculated the doctrine of chances about her. She became in my
mind the ruling, and to common eyes, invisible spirit of the science of
quantity and number.
"Could this interval between the asking in church and my wedding-day
be any other than a period of foolish dreaming, of fond confusion and
wandering thoughts? I was not twenty-one, and I was about to take a
step which would inevitably offend my only parent, the only being to
whom I stood indebted for care and affection. In the rash hopefulness
of a youthful passion, I made sure of being ultimately forgiven; but,
hopeful as I was, I knew it might be some time before I could obtain
pardon. In the meanwhile, I had an income which would suffice for a
youthful _ménage_. I would find a quiet home for Esperanza at one of
the villas on the Grandchester Road till I had taken my degree, and
then I should have to begin work in London. Indeed, I had fixed in my
own mind upon a second-floor in Martha's roomy old house, which would
be conveniently near the Temple, where I might share a modest set
of chambers with a Cambridge friend. In the deep intoxication of my
love-dream, Great Ormond Street seemed just the most delightful spot in
which to establish the cosy home I figured to myself. It would be an
infinite advantage to live under my dear old nurse's roof, and to know
that she would watch over my girl-wife while I sat waiting for briefs
in my dingy chambers, or reading law with an eminent junior.
"I had asked Esperanza on the night of our betrothal whether she
thought we could live upon five hundred a year. A ripple of laughter
preluded her reply.
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