The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 3 of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 3 of 3)
Yates, Edmund
Fiction
When they reached the street, Thornton Carey parted from them, with
promises to see them on the morrow; and Bryan Duval, who seemed to
have recovered all his old manner, said to Miss Montressor: 'I am
going down, my dear Clara, on a little mission to the Tombs, which is
the cheerful name they give to the police office here. The judge is an
old friend of mine, and I have already started inquiries among some of
the police officers. It is not a place that I can conveniently take
you to, so I advise you to get into the approaching omnibus, which
these Americans, with their usual perversity, insist on calling a
"stage," and which will put you down at the hotel. You will find the
step very high, but woman is privileged in America, and you can seize
the knee or the nose of the nearest gentleman, and help yourself in by
it, without giving him any offence. You can add to the compliment, so
soon as you are seated, by handing him this ten-cent bill, and
observing his graceful attitudes as he pushes it through the hole in
the roof to the driver. Adios, my child; I shall be back by dinner
time.'
'Our Clara is a very nice little girl,' said Bryan Duval, as he
strolled down the street, 'and Mr. Thornton Carey is a worthy, good
man--rather of the steady-going beef-and-potatoes kind of order,
without any particular originality or fancy about him, and they both
do their best, and very possibly be of use in helping to puzzle out
the inquiry; but there are times when a man of any genius likes to be
alone, and not to be yoked to any of his humdrum fellow creatures.
Collaboration, working with another person, is a thing that I never
appreciated--I mean working at the same time with another person. If
a fellow has been before me with certain excellent crude notions,
which he had brought to a certain point, and then gave them up because
he lacked the ability to carry them further, and I take them up where
he dropped them, and trundle them into a triumph, I do not call that
collaboration; they become my ideas, and his failure becomes my
success.
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