Chapter 23

           Themorningbrokeclear,withallthepuretintsofafineopalradiatinginthecloudlesssky.NeverhadIbeheldsuchafairsceneasthewoodsandgardensofWillowsmerewhenIlookeduponthemthatdayilluminedbytheuncloudedsunlightofaspringhalf-meltingintosummer.MyheartswelledwithprideasIsurveyedthebeautifuldomainInowowned—andthoughthowhappyahomeitwouldmakewhenSibyl,matchlessinherloveliness,sharedwithmeitscharmandluxury.

           "Yes,"—Isaidhalf-aloud—"Saywhatphilosopherswill,thepossessionofmoneydoesinsuresatisfactionandpower.Itisallverywelltotalkaboutfame,butwhatisfameworth,if,likeCarlyle,oneistoopoortoenjoyit!Besides,literaturenolongerholdsitsformerhighprestige—therearetoomanyinthefield—toomanynewspaper-scribblers,allbelievingtheyaregeniuses—toomanyill-educatedlady-paragraphistsand‘new’women,whothinktheyareasgiftedasGeorgesSandorMavisClare.WithSibylandWillowsmere,Ioughttobeabletoresigntheideaoffame—literaryfame—withagoodgrace."

Настройки
Фон страницы
Размер шрифта
Межстрочный интервал
Фразовые глаголы
Показать / Скрыть меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Страница 349 из 677