\"Well,\"sherepliedinalifelesstone,whichneverthelesshadinitatouchofbitterness,\"Iguessthere\'snoreasonwhyyouandyourfriendsshouldhaveknownhewassick.\"
\"Sick!\"Irepeated.\"Isheverysick?\"
\"Icalculatehe\'llpullthrough,\"shesaid.\"Sundaythedoctorgavehimup.Andnowonder!Hehasn\'thadanyproperfoodsincehe\'sbe\'nhere!\"
Shepaused,eyeingme.\"Ifyou\'llexcuseme,Mr.Paret,Iwasjustgoinguptohimwhenyourang.\"
\"Certainly,\"Irepliedawkwardly.\"Wouldyoubesokindastotellhim——
whenhe\'swellenough——thatIcametoseehim,andthatI\'msorry?\"
Therewasanotherpause,andshestoodwithahanddefensivelyclutchingtheknob.
\"Yes,I\'lltellhim,\"shesaid.
Withasenseofhavingbeenbaffled,Iturnedaway.
WalkingbacktowardtheYardmyattentionwasattractedbyaslowlyapproachingcabwhoseoccupantsweredisturbingthequietofthenightwithsong.
Shollity——\'tiswine,\'tiswine,Thatmakesh——shollity.\"
Thevehicledrewupinfrontofanewandcommodiousbuilding,——Ibelievethefirstofthosedesignedtohouseundergraduateswhowerewillingtopayforprivatebathroomsandothermodernluxuries;outofonewindowofthecabprotrudedapairofshoelessfeet,outoftheotherahatlessheadIrecognizedasbelongingtoTomPeters;henceIsurmisedthatthefeetwerehisalso.Thedrivergotdownfromthebox,andalivelyargumentwasbeguninside——fortherewereotheroccupants——astohowMr.
Peterswastobedisembarked;andIgatheredfromhisfrequentreferencestothe\"Shgyptianobelisk\"thattheengineeringproblempresentedstruckhimassimilartotheunloadingofCleopatra\'sNeedle.
\"Careful,careful!\"hecautioned,ascertainexpellingmovementsbeganfromwithin,\"Easy,Ham,youjam-fool,keepthedoorshut,y\'llbreakme.\"
\"Now,Jerry,allheavesh\'gether!\"exclaimedavoicefromtheblacknessoftheinterior.
\"Willyewaitaminute,Mr.Durrett,sir?\"imploredthecabdriver.
\"You\'llbeafterruiningmecabentirely.\"(Loudroarsandvigorousresistancefromtheobelisk,thecabrockingviolently.)\"Thisgintleman\"
(meaningme)\"willhavehimbythehead,andI\'llgetholdofhisfeet,sir.\"Whichhedid,afteraseverekickinthestomach.
\"Head\'shallright,Martin.\"
\"Tobesureitis,Mr.Peters.Nowwillyerestaisyawhile,sir?\"
\"I\'maxphyxiated,\"criedanothervoicefromthedarkness,theminedvoiceofJeromeKyme,ourclassmate.
\"Getthetacklesunderhim!\"cameforthincommandingtonesfromConybear.
Inthemeantimemanywindowshadbeenraisedandmuchgratuitousadvicewasbeinggiven.Thethreeoccupantsofthecab\'sseatwhohadpreviouslyclamouredforMr.Peters\'removal,nowinconsistentlyresistedit;suddenlyhecameoutwithajerk,andwehadhimfairlyuprightonthepavementminusacollarandtieandthebuttonsofhiseveningwaistcoat.Thosewhoremainedinthecabengagedinariotousgameofhunttheslipper,whileTompeeredintothedarkinterior,observinggravelytheprogressofthesport.Firstflewoutanovercoatandamuch-batteredhat,finallythepumps,allofwhichinduetimewereadjustedtohisperson,andIstartedhomewithhim,withmuchpartingcounselfromtheotherthree.
\"Whereinellwereyou,Hughie?\"heinquired.\"Huntedalloverforyou.
Hadasousin\'goodtime.WenttoBabcock\'s——hadchampagne——thentoseeBabeshin——th\'——Woods.HamknowsoneoftheBabeshhadsupperwithfourof\'em.NiceBabesh!\"
\"Forheaven\'ssakedon\'tsteponmeagain!\"Icried.
\"Sh\'poloshize,oldman.Buty\'knowI\'mWilliamShakespheare.C\'ndowhatIdamplease.\"Hehaltedinthemiddleofthestreetandreciteddramatically:——
\"\'Notmarble,north\'gildedmonumentsOfprinchessh\'lloutlivem\'powerfulrhyme.\'\"
\"How\'sthat,Alonzho,b\'gosh?\"
\"Wheredidyoulearnit?\"Idemanded,momentarilyforgettinghiscondition.
\"Fr\'mRalph,\"hereplied,\"saysIwroteit.Can\'tremember\"
AfterIhadgothimtobed,——aserviceIhadlearnedtoperformwithmoreorlessproficiency,——Isatdowntoconsidertheeventsoftheevening,toattempttogetaproportionalview.TheintensityofmydisgustwasnothypocriticalasIgazedthroughtheopendoorintothebedroomandrecalledthetimeswhenI,too,hadbeeninthatcondition.TomPetersdrunk,andsleepingitoff,wasdeplorable,withoutdoubt;butHughParetdrunkwasdetestable,andhadnoexcusewhatever.NordidImeanbythistosetmyselfonahigherethicalplane,forIfeltnothingbutdespairandhumility.InmystateofclairvoyanceIperceivedthathewasabetterman,thanI,andthathislapsesproceededfromaloveofliquorandthetranscendentsenseofgood-fellowshipthatliquorbrings.
VII.
ThecrisisthroughwhichIpassedatCambridge,inauguratedbytheeventsIhavejustrelated,Ifindverydifficulttoportray.Itwasareligiouscrisis,ofcourse,andmymostpatheticmemoryconcerningitisofthevainattemptstoconnectmyyearningsanddiscontentswiththetheologyIhadbeentaught;IbeganinsecrettoreadmyBible,yetnothingIhituponseemedtopointawayoutofmypresentpredicament,togiveanydefiniteclewtothesolutionofmylife.IwasnotmatureenoughtoreflectthatorthodoxywasaSundayreligionunrelatedtoaworldwhosewheelswereturnedbythemotivesofself-interest;thatitconsistedofidealsnotdeemedpractical,sincenoattemptwasmadetoputthemintopracticeintheonlylogicalmanner,——byreorganizingcivilizationtoconformwiththem.TheimplicationwasthattheChristwhohadpreachedtheseidealswasnotpracticalTherewereundoubtedlymeninthefacultyoftheUniversitywhomighthavehelpedmehadIknownofthem;whomighthavegivenme,evenatthattime,aclewtothemodern,logicalexplanationoftheBibleasanimmortalrecordofthethoughtsandactsofmenwhohadsoughttodojustwhatIwasseekingtodo,——connectthereligiousimpulsetolifeandmakeitfruitfulinlife:anexplanation,bytheway,athousand-foldmorespiritualthantheold.ButIwashopelesslyentangledinthemeshesofthemystic,themiraculousandsupernatural.IfIhadanalyzedmyyearnings,ImighthaverealizedthatIwantedtorenouncethelifeIhadbeenleading,notbecauseitwassinful,butbecauseitwasaimless.IhadnotlearnedthattheGreekwordforsinis\"amissingofthemark.\"Justaimlessness!Ihadbeenstirredwiththedesiretoperformsomeserviceforwhichtheworldwouldbegrateful:towritegreatliterature,perchance.Butithadneverbeensuggestedtomethatsuchswellingsofthesoularereligious,thatreligionisthatkindoffeeling,ofmotivepowerthatdrivesthewriterandthescientist,thestatesmanandthesculptoraswellasthepriestandtheProphettoservemankindforthejoyofserving:thatreligioniscreative,oritisnothing:notmechanical,notaforceimposedfromwithout,butadrivingpowerwithin.
The\"religion\"Ihadlearnedwassalvationfromsinbymiracle:sinadeliberaterebellion,notapatheticmissingofthemarkoflife;usefulserviceofman,notthewanderingofuntutoredsoulswhohadnotbeenshowntheway.Ifeltreligious.Iwantedtogotochurch,Iwantedtomaintain,whenitwasonme,thatexaltationIdimlyfeltascommunionwithahigherpower,withGod,andwhichalsowasidenticalwithmydesiretowrite,tocreate
Iboughtbooks,setsofWordsworthandKeats,ofMiltonandShelleyandShakespeare,andhidthemawayinmybureaudrawerslestTomandmyfriendsshouldseethem.ThesetooIreadsecretly,makingexcusesfornotjoiningintheusualamusements.OnceIwalkedtoMrs.Bolton\'sandinquiredrathershamefacedlyforHermannKrebs,onlytobeinformedthathehadgoneoutTherewerelapses,ofcourse,whenIwentoffontheoldexcursions,——forthemostparttheusualundergraduatefollies,thoughsomewereofamoreseriousnature;ontheseIdonotcaretodwell.SexwasstillamysteryAlwaysIawokeafterwardstobitterself-hatredanddespairButmyworkinEnglishimproved,andI
earnedthecommendationandfriendshipofMr.Cheyne.WithawisdomforwhichIwasgratefulhewascarefulnottogivemuchsignofitinclasses,butthefactthathewas\"gettingsoftonme\"wasevidentenoughtoberegardedwithsuspicion.IndeedthestateintowhichIhadfallenbecameamatterofincreasingconcerntomycompanions,whotriedeverymeansfromridiculetosympathy,todiscoveritscauseandshakemeoutofit.ThetheorymostacceptedwasthatIwasinlove.
\"Comeonnow,Hughie——tellmewhosheis.Iwon\'tgiveyouaway,\"Tomwouldbeg.Onceortwice,indeed,IhadimaginedIwasinlovewiththesistersofBostonclassmateswhosedancesIattended;tothesepartiesTom,nothavingovercomehisdiffidenceinrespecttowhathecalled\"sociallife,\"nevercouldbeinducedtogo.
ItwasRalphwhodetectedthetruecauseofmydiscontent.TypicalasnoothermanIcanrecallofthecodetowhichwehaddedicatedourselves,thecodethatmouldedtheimportantpartoftheundergraduateworldanddefiedauthority,heregardedanydefectionfromitinthelightoftreason.Aninstructor,inafitofimpatience,hadoncereferredtohimastheMephistophelesofhisclass;hehadfatalattractions,andaremarkableinfluence.Hisfavouritepastimewasthecapriciousexerciseofhiswillonweakercharacters,suchashiscousin,HamDurrett;ifthey\"sworeoff,\"Ralphmadeithisbusinesstogetthemdrunkagain,andhavingaccomplishedthiswouldproceedhimselftoadministeranewoathandseethatitwaskept.Alcoholseemedtohavenoeffectwhateveronhim.Thoughhewasintheclassaboveme,ImethimfrequentlyataclubtowhichIhadthehonourtobelong,thenasuiteofroomsoverashopfurnishedwithapoolandabilliardtable,easy-chairsandabar.Ithassinceachievedthedignityofahouseofitsown.
Wewerehaving,oneevening,a\"religious\"argument,Cinibar,Laurensandmyselfandsomeothers.Ican\'trecallhowitbegan;IthinkCinibarhadattackedtheinstitutionofcompulsorychapel,whichnobodydefended;
therewassomethinginherentlywrong,hemaintained,withareligiontowhichmenhadtobedrivenagainsttheirwills.SomewhattomysurpriseIfoundmyselfdefendingaChristianityoutofwhichIhadbeenabletoextractbutlittlecomfortandsolace.NeitherLaurensnorConybear,however,wereforannihilatingit:althoughtheytooktheothersideofthediscussionofasubjectofwhichnoneofusknewanything,theirattackswerebuthalf-hearted;likeme,theywerestillunderthespellexertedbyayouthfultraining.
WewereallofusawareofRalph,whosatatsomedistancelookingoverthepagesofanEnglishsportingweekly.Presentlyheflungitdown.
\"Haven\'tyoufoundoutyetthatmancreatedGod,Hughie?\"heinquired.
\"AndeveniftherewereapersonalGod,whatreasonhaveyoutothinkthatmanwouldbehisespecialconcern,oranyconcernofhiswhatever?
ThediscoveryofevolutionhasknockedyourChristianityintoacockedhat.\"
Idon\'trememberhowIansweredhim.Inspiteofthesuperficialityofhisownarguments,whichIwasnotlearnedenoughtodetect,Iwasingloriouslyrouted.Darwinhadkickedoverthebucket,andthatwasalltherewastoitAfterwehadlefttheclubbothConybearandLaurensadmittedtheyweresomewhatdisturbed,declaringthatRalphhadgonetoofar.Ispentamiserablenight,recallingthenaturalisticassertionshehadmadesoglibly,askingmyselfagainandagainhowitwasthatthereligiontowhichIsovainlyclunghadnogreatereffectonmyactionsandonmywill,hadnotpreventedmefromlapsesintodegradation.AndI
hatedmyselfforhavingargueduponasubjectthatwasstillsacred.I
believedinChrist,whichistosaythatIbelievedthatinsomeinscrutablemannerheexisted,continuedtodominatetheworldandhadsufferedonmyaccount.
TowhomshouldIgonowforaconfirmationofmywaveringbeliefs?Oneoftheresults——itwillberememberedofreligionasIwastaughtitwasaperniciousshyness,andeventhoughIhadfoundamentorandconfessor,Imighthavehesitatedtounburdenmyself.ThiswouldbedifferentfromarguingwithRalphHambleton.Inmypredicament,asIwaswanderingthroughtheyard,IcameacrossanoticeofaneveningtalktostudentsinHolderChapel,byaclergymannamedPhillipsBrooks.Thiswasbeforethetime,letmesayinpassing,whenhissermonsatHarvardwereattendedbycrowdsofundergraduates.Well,Istoodstaringatthenotice,debatingwhetherIshouldgo,tryingtoscrewupmycourage;forIrecognizedclearlythatsuchastep,ifitweretobeofanyvalue,mustmeanadistinctdeparturefrommypresentmodeoflife;andIrecallthinkingwithacertainrevulsionthatIshouldhaveto\"turngood.\"Mypresenceatthemeetingwouldbeknownthenextdaytoallmyfriends,fortheideaofattendingareligiousgatheringwhenonewasnotforcedtodosobytheauthoritieswasunheardofinourset.Ishouldbeclassedwiththedespised\"piousones\"whodidsuchthingsregularly.I
shrankfromtheridicule.Ihad,however,heardofMr.BrooksfromNedSymonds,whowasbynomeansofthepioustype,andwhoseparentsattendedMr.Brooks\'schurchinBostonIleftmydecisioninabeyance.ButwheneveningcameIstoleawayfromtheclubtable,onthepleaofanengagement,andmademywayrapidlytowardHolderChapel.I
hadalmostreachedit——whenIcaughtaglimpseofSymondsandofsomeothersapproaching,——andIwenton,toturnagain.Bythistimethemeeting,whichwasinaroomonthesecondfloor,hadalreadybegun.
Palpitating,Iclimbedthesteps;thedooroftheroomwasslightlyajar;
Ilookedin;Irecalladistinctsensationofsurprise,——theatmosphereofthatmeetingwassodifferentfromwhatIhadexpected.Nota\"pious\"
atmosphereatall!Isawaverytallandheavygentleman,dressedinblack,whosat,whollyatease,onthetable!Onehandwasinhispocket,onefootswungclearoftheground;andhewasnotpreaching,buttalkinginaneasy,conversationaltonetosomefortyyoungmenwhosatintentonhiswords.Iwastooexcitedtolistentowhathewassaying,Iwasmakingavainattempttoclassifyhim.ButIrememberthethought,foritstruckmewithforce,——thatifChristianityweresothoroughlydiscreditedbyevolution,asRalphHambletonandotheragnosticswouldhaveonebelieve,whyshouldthisremarkablysaneandable-lookingpersonbestandingupforitasthoughitwerestillanestablishedandincontrovertiblefact?
Hehadnot,certainly,theairofadupeorasentimentalist,butinspiredconfidencebyhisverypersonality.Youthlike,Iwatchedhimnarrowlyforflaws,fororatoricaltricks,forallkindsofhistrionicsymptoms.AgainIwasnearthesecret;againitescapedme.TheargumentforChristianitylaynotinassertionsaboutit,butinbeingit.ThismanwasChristianityImusthavefeltsomethingofthis,eventhoughIfailedtoformulateit.AndunconsciouslyIcontrastedhisstrength,whichreinforcedtheatmosphereoftheroom,withthatofRalphHambleton,whowas,agreaterinfluenceovermethanIhaverecorded,andhadcometoswaymemoreandmore,ashehadswayedothers.Thestrengthofeachwasimpressive,yetthisMr.BrooksseemedtomethebodilypresentmentofasetofvalueswhichIwouldhavekeptconstantlybeforemyeyesIfelthimdrawingme,overcomingmyhesitation,belittlingmyfearofridicule.Ibegangentlytoopenthedoor——whensomethinghappened,——oneofthoselittlethingsthatmaychangethecourseofalife.Thedoormadelittlenoise,yetoneofthemensittinginthebackoftheroomchancedtolookaround,andIrecognizedHermannKrebs.Hisfacewasstillsunkenfromhisrecentillness.Intohiseyesseemedtoleapasuddenappeal,anappealtowhichmysoulrespondedyetIhurrieddownthestairsandintothestreet.InstantlyIregrettedmyretreat,I
wouldhavegoneback,butlackedthecourage;andIstrayedunhappilyforhours,nowhauntedbythatlookofKrebs,nowwonderingwhattheremarkablysane-lookingandinformalclergymanwhosepresencedominatedthelittleroomhadbeentalkingabout.Ineverlearned,butIdidlivetoreadhisbiography,todiscoverwhathemighthavetalkedabout,——forheifanymanbelievedthatlifeandreligionareone,andpreachedconsecrationtolife\'stask.
Oflittleusetospeculatewhetherthemessage,hadIlearneditthen,wouldhavefortifiedandtransformedme!
InspiteofthefactthatIwasunabletorelatetoasatisfyingconceptionofreligionmynew-borndetermination,Imadeupmymind,atleast,torenouncemytortuousways.Ihadpromisedmyfathertobealawyer;Iwouldkeepmypromise,Iwouldgivethelawafairtrial;lateron,perhaps,Imightdemonstrateanabilitytowrite.Allverypraiseworthy!TheseasonwasLent,afittingtimeforrenunciationsandresolves.AlthoughIhadmorethanoncefallenfromgrace,Ibelievedmyselfatlasttohavesettleddownonmytruecourse——whensomethinghappened.Thedevilinterferedsubtly,asusual——nowinthepersonofJerryKyme.ItshouldbesaidinjusticetoJerrythathedidnotlookthepart.Hehadsunny-red,curlyhair,mischievousblueeyeswithlonglashes,andheharbourednorespectwhateverforanyindividualorinstitution,sacredorprofane;hepossessed,however,ashrewdsenseofhisownvalue,asmanyinnocentandunsuspectingsoulsdiscoveredasearlyasourfreshmanyear,andhismethodofputtingdownthepresumptuouswasbotheffectiveandunique.Ifhelikedyou,therecouldbenomistakeaboutit.
OneeveningwhenIwasengagedincomposingathemeforMr.CheyneonnolessasubjectthantheinterpretationoftheworkofWilliamWordsworth,Ifoundmyselfunexpectedlysprawlingonthefloor,inmydescentkickingthetablesovigorouslyastosendtheink-wellafootortwotowardtheceiling.This,beitknown,wasatypicalproofofJerry\'sesteem.Forhehadenterednoiselessly,jerkingthebackofmychair,whichchancedtobetilted,andstoodwithhishandsinhispockets,surveyingtheruinhehadwrought,watchingtheinkasittrickledonthecarpet.Thenhepickedupthebook.
\"Poetry,youdarnedoldgrind!\"heexclaimeddisgustedly.\"Say,Parry,I
don\'tknowwhat\'sgotintoyou,butIwantyoutocomehomewithmefortheEasterholidays.It\'lldoyougood.We\'llbeontheHudson,youknow,andwe\'llmanagetomakelifebearablesomehow.\"
Iforgotmyirritation,insheersurprise.
\"Why,that\'smightygoodofyou,Jerry——\"Ibegan,strugglingtomyfeet.
\"Oh,rot!\"heexclaimed.\"Ishouldn\'taskyouifIdidn\'twantyou.\"
Therewasnodenyingthetruthofthis,andafterhehadgoneIsatforalongtimewithmypeninmymouth,reflectingastowhetherornotI
shouldgo.ForIhadtheinstinctthatherewasanothercross-roads,thatmoredependedonmydecisionthanIcaredtoadmit.ButeventhenI
knewwhatIshoulddo.Ridiculousnotto——Itoldmyself.HowcouldaweekortendayswithJerrypossiblyaffectmynewborn,resolve?
Yettheprospect,now,ofavisittotheKymes\'wasbynomeanssoglowingasitoncewouldhavebeen.ForIhadseenvisions,Ihaddreameddreams,beheldadelectablecountryofmyveryown.Ayearago——
nay,evenamonthago——howsuchaninvitationwouldhaveglittered!I
returnedatlengthtomytheme,overwhich,beforeJerry\'sarrival,Ihadbeenworkingfeverishly.Butnowtheglamourhadgonefromit.
PresentlyTomcamein.
\"Anyonebeenhere?\"hedemanded.
\"Jerry,\"Itoldhim.
\"Whatdidhewant?\"
\"HewantedmetogohomewithhimatEaster.\"
\"You\'regoing,ofcourse.\"
\"Idon\'tknow.Ihaven\'tdecided.\"
\"You\'dbeafoolnotto,\"wasTom\'scomment.Itvoiced,succinctly,aprevailingopinion.
ItwastheconclusionIarrivedatinmyownmind.ButjustwhyIhadbeenchosenforthehonour,especiallyatsuchatime,wasariddle.
Jerry\'sinvitationswerecharilygiven,andvaluedaccordingly;andmorethanonce,atourtable,IhadfeltatwingeofenvywhenConybearorsomeoneelsehadremarked,withthepropernonchalance,inanswertoaquestion,thattheyweregoingtoWeathersfield.SuchwasthenameoftheKymeplace
Ishallneverforgettheimpressionmadeonmebythedecorousluxuryofthatbighouse,standingamidstitsoldtrees,halfwayupthegentleslopethatrosesteadilyfromthehistorichighwaywherepoorAndrewascaptured.Icanseenowtheheavystonepillarsofitsporticovignettedinaflushoftenderestgreen,thetulipsjustbeginningtoflameforththeirEastercoloursinthewell-keptbeds,thestately,well-groomedevergreens,thevividlawns,theclippedhedges.Andlikeanoverwhelmingwaveofemotionthatsweptallbeforeit,theimpressivenessofwealthtookpossessionofme.ForherewasakindofwealthIhadneverknown,thatdidnotexistintheWest,noreveninthestillPuritanenvironsofBostonwhereIhadvisited.Ittookitselfforgranted,proclaimeditselfcomplacentlytohavesolvedallproblems.Byignoringthem,perhaps.ButIwastooyoungtoguessthis.Itwasorderpersonified,gainingeffectateveryturnbyamultitudeofdetailstootrivialtomentionwereitnotforthefactthattheyentereddeeplyintomyconsciousness,untiltheycametorepresent,collectively,theveryflowerofachievement.Itwasawealththatacceptedtributecalmly,asofinherentright.Lawandtraditiondefendeditssanctitymoreeffectivelythantroops.Literaturedescendedfromherhighaltartolenditdignity;andthelong,silentlibrarydisplayedrowuponrowofthemasters,appropriatelycladinmoroccoorcalf,——Smollett,Macaulay,Gibbon,Richardson,Fielding,Scott,Dickens,IrvingandThackeray,asthougheachhadstrivenforatablethere.Arthaddeniedherselfthathercanvasesmightbehungonthesewalls;andeventheChurch,onthatfirstSundayofmyvisit,forgotthebloodofhermartyrsthatshemightadornanappropriatenicheinthesetting.Theclergyman,atoneofthedinnerparties,gravelyaskedablessingasuponanInstitutionthatincludedandabsorbedallotherinstitutionsinitsbeing
Thenoteofthathousewasatemperedgaiety.GuestsarrivedfromNewYork,spentthenightanddepartedagainwithoutdisturbingtheeventenorofitsways.Unobtrusiveservantsministeredtotheirwants,——andtomine
Conybearwasthere,andtwoclassmatesfromBoston,andweweretreatedwiththeamiabletoleranceaccordedtocollegeyouthsandintimatesofthesonofthehouse.Onenighttherewasadanceinourhonour.NorhaveIforgottenJerry\'ssister,Nathalie,whomIhadmetatClassDays,aslimandwillowy,exoticyoungladyoftheBotticellitype,withacrownofburnishedhair,yetmoresuggestiveofahothousethanofspring.ShespokeEnglishwithaFrenchaccent.Capricious,impulsive,shecapturedmyinterestbecausesheputahighvalueonherfavour;shedrovemeoverthehills,informingmeatlengththatIwassympathique
