There thus breathed on our young man a momentary chill--which, however,
didn't prevent the Ambassador's seating himself without further delay,
nor his own perhaps slightly more contracted occupation of the second
seat, nor their presently effective, their in fact rather confessedly
contemplative, start for Mansfield Square. It was to appear to Ralph
later on, at any rate, that they had at this stage been reduced to
unembarrassed contemplation; which is perhaps indeed but a proof that
while he gazed out of the cab window during this extraordinary progress
what he looked at so fixedly as to take note of no interval of speech
was neither the exhibition of successive streets, with their aspects and
their varieties of identity, but the portentous truth of his being
launched, since, so conclusively, his counterpart in the circumstance
was, and of his fate's having thereby shut down on any backward step.
Not that he wanted to take one, not that he wanted to take one----he
kept repeating that as the vehicle rolled; to be as "in" for whatever
awaited him as he now felt, as he now absolutely knew, himself, was a
strong simplification--with which wasn't it positively a blest one too?
which question had not been answered in the negative, at any rate, even
by the time they pulled up at the address he had given. This was what
had taken place during their transit, he afterwards knew; the minutes
had been so wholly given, in their course, to his inwardly sealing the
charter of accommodation, as he would have called it, to whatever might
now confront him that after he had got out, on the stoppage of the cab,
he addressed to his companion a "Will you keep it on?" which left things
taken for granted between them without a scrap of a loose end dangling.
_He_ at least suffered none such, though there might have been just the
sign of a difference in his good friend's face while the latter stepped
straight out by way of answer. "Oh my dear man, I'll walk," he seemed to
be saying; "I don't in the least mind your knowing that you've given me
the fidgets or that I shall extremely need to think you over: which
indulgence the use of my legs will healthily stimulate."
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