Young Earnest: The Romance of a Bad Start in LifeCannan, Gilbert
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Young Earnest: The Romance of a Bad Start in Life
Cannan, Gilbert
English fiction -- 20th century
A DAY or two later he moved his few belongings from Jimmy's rooms to
Ann's. It was her wish. There was no point in concealment. The mews
knew; the mews had expected it; the mews did not mind. Mr. Martin was
delighted:
"It's what every young woman wants, to throw in her lot with some nice
young feller. If they can't be married, they can't, and that's all
there is to it. Take mares now-- Well, you know what I mean." He
caught the boy with his head in at the door listening, picked up a
ledger, and threw it at him. A bad shot, it broke a pane in the glass
wall.
René had told him all the circumstances, because he knew that the mews
was full of gossip, and he was attached enough to the old fellow to
wish him to be in possession of the facts.
"What I mean to say," continued Mr. Martin, when the boy had fled, "is
this: If women must come kerboosting into a man's life, it's better
for them to come while he's young and fool enough to enjoy it. There's
a time for everything, as the Bible says, but don't let her put on
you. The best of women will put on a man if he lets her, and that's
bad for both."
That was the advice with which René Fourmy's second venture in
cohabitation was blessed. As usually happens with advice, he was too
deeply engrossed in present interests to apply what wisdom it
contained to his own case. He drifted down the stream of bliss they
had tapped, and, as generously as she, brought into their common stock
as much kindness, consideration, and warmth, excitement and curiosity
as they needed to take them from moment to moment. Only he brought no
laughter, of which she supplied abundance. Both were out early and all
day long, and both returned in the evening tired but eager for the new
wonder of each other's company. Indeed it was wonderful, the easy
sympathy they had for each other. They could be frank. She had no
preconception of what love should be, and took all its delights simply
as they came, and her simplicity fed and encouraged his. It was a
novelty for him to live from day to day satisfied; a kind of Paradise,
if Paradise is a place where the appetites are a little overfed, so
that body and mind are brought to indolence.
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