The TurnstileMason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley)
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The Turnstile
Mason, A. E. W. (Alfred Edward Woodley)
Fiction
"I can meet you there, Miss Daventry. There's no contradiction in the
phrases. To become a personage is to secure the opportunity of doing
things, and when you are a personage you soon find things which want
doing. After all, how many of the great statesmen started out to be
big men first. They had ideas, I grant you, but they had to make
themselves big men by hook or by crook before they could carry them
out. Look at Disraeli. I have been reading up these fellows. He did a
lot of things. He got the Suez Canal shares. He is the author and
begetter of the Imperial Idea. That's what you remember and admire him
for. Yes; but don't forget his velvet trousers, and his habit of
reciting his epic poems in the drawing-room after dinner. He set out
first of all to be a personage. So do I in my small way. He chose
velvet trousers and epic poems. I went down toward the South Pole. We
each chose the path of least resistance."
Cynthia was silenced, but not convinced. There must be hundreds of
instances to confute him, only for the moment she could not remember
any of them. And one quality in Captain Rames impressed her.
"You speak as if you had thought all these things out," she said.
"I have had to," he replied.
"I wonder that you went into the navy at all."
"My father put me there," he answered.
Cynthia looked him over again, noting the strong, square face, the
direct, the practical, common-sense, uninspired look of him. He would
get on without a doubt. There was a great deal of force to push him
on, and no great delicacy of character to hold him back. Scruples
would not trouble him, and he would not fail of friends. He was of the
type which makes friends easily. Even she herself was attracted. He
would get on probably by trampling upon others, but he would do it
good-humoredly, and with no desire to cause unnecessary pain. There
are men, after all, who put nails in their boots to do the trampling.
"I wonder, with your views," she said, upon an impulse, "that you
didn't leave the navy long ago and go into the city."
Harry Rames looked at her quickly.
"It's rather curious that you should have said that; for, a few years
ago, I was actually thinking of the city, and wondering whether I
could make a fortune quickly there."
Cynthia laughed suddenly. Her suggestion had been uttered in sarcasm.
Youth is disinclined to rate the making of money high in its standard
of careers. Captain Ramos would never have passed the turnstile had
she spoken with him when the turnstile was.
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