The Daltons; Or, Three Roads In Life. Volume II (of II)Lever, Charles
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The Daltons; Or, Three Roads In Life. Volume II (of II)
Lever, Charles
English fiction -- 19th century
“When I came out into the street, I knew not which way to
turn. I dreaded the very sight of a comrade, lest he should
ask me about our meeting, what pocket-money he had given me,
and how soon I should be an officer. It was only when I saw
Adolf coming towards me that I remembered all about my debt
to him, of which I had not spoken one word to my uncle. I
ought to have told him so, frankly. Yes, Nelly, I can hear
the murmured displeasure with which you read my confession,
'that I could n't do it.' I was unequal to the effort, and
could not bring myself to destroy that whole fabric of
fictitious interest in which I had wrapped myself. What
would Adolf have thought of me when I said, I have neither
wealth nor station nor prospect,--as humble a soldier as the
sentry you see yonder? What would become of that romance of
life in which we have so often spent hours revelling in a
brilliant future, every incident of which grew up in our
united fancies, and seemed to assume reality as we discussed
it? Where----oh, Nelly! to you I must reveal all----every
weakness, every littleness of my nature--where would be the
homage of respect the poor Bursche was wont to show the
nephew of a field-marshal? No, it was above my strength;
and so I took his arm, and talked away heedlessly about our
meeting, avoiding, where I could, all mention of my uncle,
and but jocularly affecting to think him an original, whose
strange, old-fashioned manners almost concealed the strong
traits of family affection.
“'What of thy promotion, Frank?' asked Adolf.
“'It will come in its own good time/ said I, carelessly.
'Nothing causes more dissatisfaction than the rapid
advancement of cadets of noble family.'
“'But they could make thee a corporal, at least?'
“I laughed scornfully at the remark, and merely said, 'They
may skip over the whole sous-officier grade, and only
remember me when I'm to be made a lieutenant/
“'Thou hast grown haughtier, Frank,' said he, half
reproachfully, 'since thy meeting with the “Feld.” Mayhap in
a day or two thou wilt not like to be seen in company with a
“Wander-Bursche”?'
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