John Caldigate by Anthony Trollope
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him in love-making. It is like riding at a fence. When once you have set
your horse at it you must go on, however impracticable it may appear as you draw close to it. If you have never looked at the fence at all,--if you have ridden quite the other way, making for some safe gate or clinging to the dull lane,--then there will be no excitement, but also there will be no danger and no disgrace. Caldigate had ridden hard at the fence, and could not crane at it now that it was so close to him. He could only trust to his good fortune to carry him safe over. 'I don't suppose you would want it,' he said, 'but I might.' 'You would want me, but you would not want me for always. I should be a burden less easy to shake off than Dick Shand.' 'Is that the way a man is always to look at a woman?' 'It is the way in which they do, I think. I often wonder that any man is ever fool enough to marry. A poor man may want some one to serve him, and may be able to get service in no other way; or a man, poor in another way, may find an heiress convenient;--but otherwise I think men only marry when they are caught. Women are prehensile things, which have to cling to something for nourishment and support. When I come across such a one as you I naturally put out my feelers.' 'I have not been aware of it.' 'Yes, you are; and I do not doubt that your mind is vacillating about me. I am sure you like me.' 'Certainly, I like you.' |
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