Civil service -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
Young Norman was a good-looking lad when he entered the public service,
and in a few years he grew up to be a handsome man. He was tall and thin
and dark, muscular in his proportions, and athletic in his habits. From
the date of his first enjoyment of his aunt's legacy he had a wherry on
the Thames, and was soon known as a man whom it was hard for an amateur
to beat. He had a racket in a racket-court at St. John's Wood Road,
and as soon as fortune and merit increased his salary by another £100
a year, he usually had a nag for the season. This, however, was not
attained till he was able to count five years' service in the Weights
and Measures. He was, as a boy, somewhat shy and reserved in his
manners, and as he became older he did not shake off the fault. He
showed it, however, rather among men than with women, and, indeed, in
spite of his love of exercise, he preferred the society of ladies to
any of the bachelor gaieties of his unmarried acquaintance. He was,
nevertheless, frank and confident in those he trusted, and true in his
friendships, though, considering his age, too slow in making a friend.
Such was Henry Norman at the time at which our tale begins. What were
the faults in his character it must be the business of the tale to show.
The other young clerk in this office to whom we alluded is Alaric Tudor.
He is a year older than Henry Norman, though he began his official
career a year later, and therefore at the age of twenty-one. How it
happened that he contrived to pass the scrutinizing instinct and deep
powers of examination possessed by the chief clerk, was a great wonder
to his friends, though apparently none at all to himself. He took the
whole proceeding very easily; while another youth alongside of him,
who for a year had been reading up for his promised nomination, was so
awe-struck by the severity of the proceedings as to lose his powers of
memory and forget the very essence of the differential calculus.
Of hydraulic pressure and the differential calculus young Tudor knew
nothing, and pretended to know nothing. He told the chief clerk that
he was utterly ignorant of all such matters, that his only acquirements
were a tolerably correct knowledge of English, French, and German, with
a smattering of Latin and Greek, and such an intimacy with the ordinary
rules of arithmetic and with the first books of Euclid, as he had been
able to pick up while acting as a tutor, rather than a scholar, in a
small German university.
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