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V. Sharp Words Are Spoken, and a Crisis Ensues

           You,Iknow,arealwaysthinkingofthat—Icanseeyouare.Butyoumustnot—willyou,dearClym?”

           “Youarejustlikeallwomen.Theyareevercontenttobuildtheirlivesonanyincidentalpositionthatoffersitself;whilstmenwouldfainmakeaglobetosuitthem.Listentothis,Eustacia.ThereisasubjectIhavedeterminedtoputoffnolonger.YoursentimentonthewisdomofCarpediemdoesnotimpressmetoday.Ourpresentmodeoflifemustshortlybebroughttoanend.”

           “Itisyourmother!”

           “Itis.Iloveyounonethelessintellingyou;itisonlyrightyoushouldknow.”

           “Ihavefearedmybliss,”shesaid,withthemerestmotionofherlips.“Ithasbeentoointenseandconsuming.”

           “Thereishopeyet.Therearefortyyearsofworkinmeyet,andwhyshouldyoudespair?Iamonlyatanawkwardturning.Iwishpeoplewouldn’tbesoreadytothinkthatthereisnoprogresswithoutuniformity.”

           “Ah—yourmindrunsofftothephilosophicalsideofit.Well,thesesadandhopelessobstaclesarewelcomeinonesense,fortheyenableustolookwithindifferenceuponthecruelsatiresthatFatelovestoindulgein.Ihaveheardofpeople,who,uponcomingsuddenlyintohappiness,havediedfromanxietylesttheyshouldnotlivetoenjoyit.Ifeltmyselfinthatwhimsicalstateofuneasinesslately;butIshallbespareditnow.Letuswalkon.”

           Clymtookthehandwhichwasalreadybaredforhim—itwasafavouritewaywiththemtowalkbarehandinbarehand—andledherthroughtheferns.

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