The Irrational Knot: Being the Second Novel of His NonageShaw, Bernard
General
The Irrational Knot: Being the Second Novel of His Nonage
Shaw, Bernard
Marriage -- Fiction; Social classes -- Fiction
“The same! You do not suppose that Ned pays _me_ compliments. He never
did such a thing in his life. No: I first discovered his talent in that
direction at Palermo, where I surprised him in an animated discourse
with the dark-eyed daughter of an innkeeper there. That was the first
conversation in Italian I succeeded in following. A week later I could
understand the language almost as well as he. However, dont let us
waste the whole afternoon talking stuff. I want to ask you about your
mother. I should greatly like to call upon her; but she has never made
me any sign since my marriage; and Mrs. Leith Fairfax tells me that she
never allows my name to be mentioned to her. I thought she was fond of
me.”
“So she was. But she has never forgiven you for making me suffer as you
did. You see she has more spirit than I. She would be angered if she
saw me now tamely following the triumphal chariot of my fair tyrant.”
“Seriously, do you think, if I made a raid on Manchester Square some
morning, I could coax back her old feeling for me?”
“I think you will be quite safe in calling, at all events. Tell me what
day you intend to venture. I know my mother will not oppose me if I
shew that I wish you to be kindly received.”
“Most disinterested of you. Thank you: I will fail or succeed on my own
merits, not on your recommendation. You must not say a word to her
about me or my project.”
“If you command me not to——”
“I do command you.”
“I must obey. But I fear that the more submissive I am, the more
imperious you will become.”
“Very likely. And now look along that avenue to the left. Do you see a
man in a brown suit, with straw hat to match, walking towards us at a
regular pace, and keeping in a perfectly straight course? He looks at
everybody he passes as if he were counting them.”
“He is looking back at somebody now, as if he had missed the number.”
“Just so; but that somebody is a woman; doubtless a pretty one,
probably dark. You recognize him, I see. There is a frost come over you
which convinces me that you are preparing to receive him in your old
ungracious way. I warn you that I am accustomed to see Ned made much
of. He has caught sight of us.”
“And has just remarked that there is a man talking to his wife.”
“Quite right. See his speculative air! Now he no longer attends to us.
He is looking at the passers-by as before. That means that he has
recognized you, and has stowed the observation compactly away in his
brain, to be referred to when he comes up to us.”
“So much method must economize his intellect very profitably. How do
you do, Mr. Conolly? It is some time since we have had the pleasure of
meeting.”
“Glad to see you, Mr. Douglas. We have been away all the winter. Are
you staying in London?”
“Yes.”
“I hope you will spend an occasional hour with us at Holland Park.”
“You are very kind. Thank you: yes, if Mrs. Conolly will permit me.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account