Clara Hopgood by Mark Rutherford
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I too have something in me. It is true, as Clara says, that nobody
is anything particular to anybody, but that to me is rather pleasant. I do not want too much of profound and eternal attachments. They are rather a burden. They involve profound and eternal attachment on my part; and I have always to be at my best; such watchfulness and such jealousy! I prefer a dressing-gown and slippers and bonds which are not so tight.' 'Madge, Madge, I wish you would sometimes save me the trouble of laboriously striving to discover what you really mean.' Mrs Hopgood bethought herself that her daughters were talking too much to one another, as they often did, even when guests were present, and she therefore interrupted them. 'Mr Palmer, you see both town and country--which do you prefer?' 'Oh! I hardly know; the country in summer-time, perhaps, and town in the winter.' This was a safe answer, and one which was not very original; that is to say, it expressed no very distinct belief; but there was one valid reason why he liked being in London in the winter. 'Your father, I remember, loves music. I suppose you inherit his taste, and it is impossible to hear good music in the country.' 'I am very fond of music. Have you heard "St Paul?" I was at Birmingham when it was first performed in this country. Oh! it IS lovely,' and he began humming 'Be thou faithful unto death.' |
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