Betrothal -- Fiction; England -- Social life and customs -- 20th century -- Fiction; Families -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
His spirits fell when he came to himself, saw how many other gentlemen
had also written essays and with what indifference and languor the
red-faced gentleman hustled his pages in amongst all the others.
Nevertheless, he did come out of that examination-room with some
conviction as to the course that his future life would take, and with a
kindness, almost a tenderness, towards this grey town that was going to
allow him, even to command him, to write essays for the next three
years. With Henry one mood succeeded another as rapidly as, in his
country, wet weather succeeds fine.
He returned to Garth in an outrageous temper. His main feeling now was
that Philip had spoiled Cambridge for him. Philip and his immoral life
‘got in’ between all that he saw and dropped a misty veil, so that he
could think of nothing in the way that tradition had taught him. He had
always had a great respect for tradition.
Then as the weeks passed by he was made increasingly unhappy by the
strange condition in which he found the family. He was, at heart, the
crudest sentimentalist, and his sentimentalism had been fed by nothing
so richly as by the cherished conviction that the George Trenchards were
the most united family in England. He had always believed this; and had
never, until now, considered the possibility of any division. But what
now did he find? His mother stern, remote, silent, Millie irritable,
uneasy and critical, Aunt Aggie always out of temper, Aunt Betty
bewildered and tactless, even his father disturbed and unlike himself.
And Katie?... He could not have believed that six months would change
anyone so utterly.
Instead of the reliable, affectionate and stolid sister who had shared
with him all her intimacies, her plans, her regrets, her anticipations,
he beheld now a stranger who gave him no intimacies at all, avoided him
and hid from him her undoubted unhappiness. It was true of him now as it
had ever been that ‘he would give his life to make Katherine happy,’ but
how was he to do anything for her when she would tell him nothing, when
she treated him like a stranger, and then blamed him for his
hostilities.
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