The Ordeal of Richard Feverel: A History of a Father and SonMeredith, George
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The Ordeal of Richard Feverel: A History of a Father and Son
Meredith, George
Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Fathers and sons -- Fiction
Adrian really bore the news he had heard with creditable
disinterestedness, and admirable repression of anything beneath the
dignity of a philosopher. When one has attained that felicitous
point of wisdom from which one sees all mankind to be fools, the
diminutive objects may make what new moves they please, one does not
marvel at them: their sedateness is as comical as their frolic, and
their frenzies more comical still. On this intellectual eminence the
wise youth had built his castle, and he had lived in it from an
early period. Astonishment never shook the foundations, nor did envy
of greater heights tempt him to relinquish the security of his
stronghold, for he saw none. Jugglers he saw running up ladders that
overtopped him, and air-balloons scaling the empyrean; but the
former came precipitately down again, and the latter were at the
mercy of the winds; while he remained tranquil on his solid
unambitious ground, fitting his morality to the laws, his conscience
to his morality, his comfort to his conscience. Not that voluntarily
he cut himself off from his fellows: on the contrary, his sole
amusement was their society. Alone he was rather dull, as a man who
beholds but one thing must naturally be. Study of the animated
varieties of that one thing excited him sufficiently to think life a
pleasant play; and the faculties he had forfeited to hold his
elevated position he could serenely enjoy by contemplation of them
in others. Thus:--wonder at Master Richard's madness: though he
himself did not experience it, he was eager to mark the effect on
his beloved relatives. As he carried along his vindictive hunch of
cake, he shaped out their different attitudes of amaze,
bewilderment, horror; passing by some personal chagrin in the
prospect. For his patron had projected a journey, commencing with
Paris, culminating on the Alps, and lapsing in Rome: a delightful
journey to show Richard the highways of History and tear him from
the risk of further ignoble fascinations, that his spirit might be
altogether bathed in freshness and revived. This had been planned
during Richard's absence to surprise him.
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