The Certain Hour (Dizain des Poëtes)Cabell, James Branch
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The Certain Hour (Dizain des Poëtes)
Cabell, James Branch
Fantasy fiction; Short stories
"I really cannot inform you, sir. I doubt if I could explain in any
workaday English even what we will attempt to do," said Philip
Borsdale. "I do say this: You believe the business which we have
settled, involving as it does the lives of thousands of men and women,
to be of importance. I swear to you that, as set against what we will
essay, all we have done is trivial. As pitted against the business we
will attempt to-night, our previous achievements are suggestive of the
evolutions of two sand-fleas beside the ocean. The prize at which this
adventure aims is so stupendous that I cannot name it."
"Oh, but you must, Philip. I am no more afraid of the local
constabulary than I am of the local notions as to what respectability
entails. I may confess, however, that I am afraid of wagering against
unknown odds."
Borsdale reflected. Then he said, with deliberation: "Dr. Herrick's
was, when you come to think of it, an unusual life. He is--or perhaps
I ought to say he was--upward of eighty-three. He has lived here for
over a half-century, and during that time he has never attempted to
make either a friend or an enemy. He was--indifferent, let us say.
Talking to Dr. Herrick was, somehow, like talking to a man in a
fog. . . . Meanwhile, he wrote his verses to imaginary women--to
Corinna and Julia, to Myrha, Electra and Perilla--those lovely, shadow
women who never, in so far as we know, had any real existence----"
Sir Thomas smiled. "Of course. They are mere figments of the poet,
pegs to hang rhymes on. And yet--let us go on. I know that Herrick
never willingly so much as spoke with a woman."
"Not in so far as we know, I said." And Borsdale paused. "Then, too,
he wrote such dainty, merry poems about the fairies. Yes, it was all
of fifty years ago that Dr. Herrick first appeared in print with his
_Description of the King and Queen of the Fairies_. The thought seems
always to have haunted him."
The knight's face changed, a little by a little. "I have long been an
amateur of the curious," he said, strangely quiet. "I do not think
that anything you may say will surprise me inordinately."
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