The Irrational Knot: Being the Second Novel of His NonageShaw, Bernard
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The Irrational Knot: Being the Second Novel of His Nonage
Shaw, Bernard
Marriage -- Fiction; Social classes -- Fiction
“How are you, my dear fellow?” cried the clergyman, shaking the earl’s
hand. “Why did you trouble to meet me? I could have taken a fly. Most
kind of you, I am sure. How is your dear mother? And Constance: how is
_she_?”
“All quite well, thank you. Just show my fellow your traps; he will see
to them.”
“Oh, there is no need to trouble him. I myself or a porter—oh, thank
you, I am sure; the brown one with G.L. on it—and that small green
metal box too, if you will be so good. Thank you very much. And how are
you, Jasper, if I may call you so? Studious still, eh? I hope he will
be careful of the box. No, not a word to him, I beg: it does not matter
at all. What a charming little trap! What air! Happy man, Jasper! These
fields are better than the close alleys and garrets to which my
profession leads me.”
“Jump in.”
“Thank you. And how is Marian?”
“Quite well, thank you. _Everybody_ is quite well. The girls are at a
tennis party, or they would have come to meet you. Constance desired me
particularly to apologize.”
“Oh, needless, most needless. Why should they not enjoy themselves?
What a landscape! The smiling beauty of nature in the country is like
a—like a message to us. This is indeed a delightful drive.”
“Yes, she is a capital trotter, this mare of mine. What do you think of
her?”
“A noble animal, Jasper. Although I never studied horseflesh much, even
in my university days, I can admire a spirited nag on occasion. But I
have to content myself with humbler means of locomotion in my own
calling. A poor parson cannot entertain his friends as a magnate like
you can. Have you any one at the hall now, besides the girls?”
“No. The place will be rather dull for you, I am afraid.”
“Not at all, my dear fellow, not at all. I shall be satisfied and
thankful under all circumstances.”
“We have led a humdrum life for the past month. Marian and Elinor have
begun to potter about in my laboratory. They come there every day for
an hour to work and study, as they call it.”
“Indeed! I have no doubt Marian will find the study of nature most
improving. It is very generous of you to allow her to trespass on you.”
“I occupy myself chiefly with Nelly McQuinch. Marian is my assistant’s
pupil, and he has made a very expert workwoman of her already. With a
little direction, she can put a machine together as well as I can.”
“I am delighted to hear it. And dear Nelly?”
“Oh, dear Nelly treats the subject in her usual way. But she is very
amusing.”
“Ah, Jasper! Ah! An unstable nature there, an unstable nature! Elinor
has not been firmly trained. She needs to be tried by adversity.”
“No doubt she will be. Most of us are.”
“And dear Constance? Does she study?”
“No.”
“Ahem! A—have you——? That is St. Mildred’s yonder, is it not?”
“It is. They have put a new clock in the tower, worth about sixty
pounds. I believe they collected a hundred and fifty for the purpose.
But you were going to say something else.”
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