England -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; English fiction -- 19th century
He and his sister Amy passed into the guardianship of Dr Harvey, Mr
Rolfe's old friend, the boy's godfather, who had done his best to
soothe the mind of the dying man with regard to his children's future.
There were no pecuniary difficulties; the children's education was
provided for, and on coming of age each would have about two thousand
pounds. Dr Harvey, a large-hearted, bright-witted Irishman, with no
youngsters of his own, speedily decided that the boy must be sent away
to a boarding-school, to have some of the self-will knocked out of him.
Amy continued to live with her aunt for two years more; then the good
woman died, and the Doctor took Amy into his own house, which became
Harvey's home during holidays.
The ivy-covered house, in the best residential street of Greystone.
Harvey paused before it. On the railings hung a brass plate with
another name; the good old Doctor had been in his grave for many a year.
What wonder that he never liked the boy? Harvey, so far as anyone could
perceive, had no affection, no good feeling, no youthful freshness or
simplicity of heart; moreover, he exhibited precocious arrogance,
supported by an obstinacy which had not even the grace of quickening
into fieriness; he was often a braggart, and could not be trusted to
tell the truth where his self-esteem was ever so little concerned. How
unutterably the Harvey Rolfe of today despised himself at the age of
fifteen or so! Even at that amorphous age, a more loutish, ungainly boy
could scarcely have been found. Bashfulness cost him horrid torments,
of course exasperating his conceit. He hated girls; he scorned women.
Among his school-fellows he made a bad choice of comrades. Though
muscular and of tolerable health, he was physically, as well as
morally, a coward. Games and sports had I no attraction for him; he
shut himself up in rooms, and read a great deal, yet even this, it
seemed, not without an eye to winning admiration.
Brains he had--brains undeniably; but for a long time there was the
greatest doubt as to what use he could make of them. Harvey remembered
the day when it was settled that he should study medicine. He resolved
upon it merely because he had chanced to hear the Doctor say that he
was not cut out for _that_.
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