Authors -- Fiction; Human-alien encounters -- Fiction; Martians -- Fiction; Paris (France) -- Fiction; Young men -- Fiction
She took a great fancy to the Rohans, who are singularly well
endowed in health of mind and body, and physical beauty, and
happiness of temper. She became especially fond of the ill-fated but
amiable Lord Runswick--Barty's father. Then through him she knew
Antoinette, and loved her so well that she determined to incarnate
herself at last as their child; but she had become very cautious and
worldly during her wandering life on earth, and felt that she would
not be quite happy either as a man or a woman in Western Europe
unless she were reborn in holy wedlock--a concession she made to our
British prejudices in favor of respectability; she describes herself
as the only Martian Philistine and snob.
Evil communications corrupt good manners, and poor Martia, to her
infinite sorrow and self-reproach, was conscious of a sad lowering
of her moral tone after this long frequentation of the best earthly
human beings--even the best English.
She grew to admire worldly success, rank, social distinction, the
perishable beauty of outward form, the lust of the flesh and the
pride of the eye--the pomps and vanities of this wicked world--and
to basely long for these in her own person!
Then when Barty was born she loved to inhabit his singularly well
constituted little body better than any other, and to identify
herself with his happy child-life, and enjoy his singularly perfect
senses, and sleep his beautiful sleep, and revel in the dreams he so
completely forgot when he woke--reminiscent dreams, that she was
actually able to weave out of the unconscious brain that was his:
absolutely using his dormant organs of memory for purposes of her
own, to remember and relive her own past pleasures and pains, so
sensitively and highly organized was he; and to her immense surprise
she found she could make him feel her presence even when awake by
means of the magnetic sense that pervaded her strongly as it
pervades all Martian souls, till they reincarnate themselves among
us and forget.
And thus he was conscious of the north whenever she enjoyed the
hospitality of his young body.
She stuck to him for many years, till he offended her taste by his
looseness of life as a Guardsman (for she was extremely
straitlaced); and she inhabited him no more for some time, though
she often watched him through the eyes of others, and always loved
him and lamented sorely over his faults and follies.
Then one memorable night, in the energy of her despair at his
resolve to slip that splendid body of his, she was able to influence
him in his sleep, and saved his life; and all her love came back
tenfold.
She had never been able to impose a fraction of her will on any
being, animal or human, that she had ever inhabited on earth until
that memorable night in Malines, where she made him write at her
dictation.
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