The Fashionable Adventures of Joshua Craig: A NovelPhillips, David Graham
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The Fashionable Adventures of Joshua Craig: A Novel
Phillips, David Graham
Adventure stories; Fiction
Margaret, being in perfect physical condition, was deeply depressed for
only a short time after the immediate cause of her mood ceased to be
active. An hour after Joshua had revealed himself in thunder and
lightning, and had gone, she was almost serene again, her hopefulness of
healthy youth and her sense of humor in the ascendent. Their stay in the
woods was drawing to an end. Soon they would be off for Lenox, for her
Uncle Dan's, where there would be many people about and small, perhaps
no, opportunity for direct and quick action and result. She reviewed her
conduct and felt that she had no reason to reproach herself for not
having made an earlier beginning in what she now saw should have been
her tactics with her "wild man." How could she, inexpert, foresee what
was mockingly obvious to hindsight? Only by experiment and failure is
the art of success learned. Her original plan had been the best
possible, taking into account her lack of knowledge of male nature and
the very misleading indications of his real character she had got from
him. In her position would not almost any one have decided that the
right way to move him was by holding him at respectful distance and by
indirect talk, with the inevitable drift of events doing the principal
work--gradually awakening him to the responsibilities and privileges
which his entry into a higher social station implied?
But no time must now be lost; the new way, which experience had
revealed, must be taken forthwith and traveled by forced marches. Before
they left the woods she must have led him through all the gradations of
domestic climate between their present frosty if kindly winter, and
summer, or, at least, a very balmy spring. From what she knew of his
temperament she guessed that once she began to thaw he would forthwith
whirl her into July. She must be prepared to accept that,
however--repellent though the thought was--she assured herself it was
most repellent. She prided herself on her skill at catching and checking
herself in self-deception; but it somehow did not occur to her to
contrast her rather listless previous planning with the energy and
interest she at once put into this project for supreme martyrdom, as she
regarded it.
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