The White Wolf and Other Fireside TalesQuiller-Couch, Arthur
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The White Wolf and Other Fireside Tales
Quiller-Couch, Arthur
Short stories, English
"Yes, she would advise it," he said. It was as though he had laid the
case before an unseen counsellor and waited submissively for the answer.
Mr. Frank had gained his end and without trouble: yet he felt a
disappointment he could not at once explain. He was the last man in the
world to expect a gratitude which he did not deserve; but in the
satisfaction of carrying his point he missed something, and surmised
what he missed. The boy had not turned to _him_ for the answer, but had
turned away and brought it to him. Father and son would never have the
deeper joy of taking counsel together heart to heart.
V.
So Victor went up to Trinity, and returned for the Christmas vacation on
the heels of an announcement that he had won a scholarship. He had
grown more manly and serious, and he smoked a tobacco which sorely tried
Miss Bracy's distinguished nose; but he kept the boyish laugh--the laugh
which always seemed to them to call invitingly from the door of his
soul, "Why don't you enter and read me? The house is clean and full of
goodwill--Come!" But though they never ceased trying, they could never
penetrate to those inner chambers. Sometimes--though they might be
talking of most trivial matters--the appeal would suddenly grow
pathetic, almost plangent, "What is this that shuts me off from you?
We sit together and love one another: why am I set apart?" Time was
when he had seemed to them consciously reticent, almost of set purpose;
but now it was they who, looking within the doorway, saw the dead woman
standing there with finger on lip.
He made no intimate friends at Cambridge; yet was popular and something
of a figure in his College, which had marked him down for high--perhaps
the highest--university honours, and was pleasantly astonished to find
him also a good cricketer. His good looks attracted men; they asked his
name, were told it, and exclaimed, "Bracy? Not the man Trinity is
running for Senior Wrangler?" With this double reputation he might have
won a host of friends, and his father and Miss Bracy would gladly have
welcomed one, in hope that such companionship might exorcise the ghost:
but he kept his way, liking and liked by men, yet aloof; with many
acquaintances, censorious of none, influenced by none; avoiding when he
disapproved, but not judging, and in no haste even to disapprove; easy
to approach, and almost eager for goodwill, yet in the end inaccessible.
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