Indian Summer of a Forsyte

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Indian Summer of a Forsyte John Galsworthy THE FORSYTE SA

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  Jolyonhadreachedthewords:”Mydear,Iwantyoutocomewithme,”when,glancingatherface,heperceivedbyherblueeyesmovingfromsidetoside——likethetailofapreoccupiedcatthatshewasnotattending。”Dad,isittruethatIabsolutelycan’tgetatanyofmymoney?””Onlytheincome,fortunately,mylove。””Howperfectlybeastly!Can’titbedonesomehow?Theremustbeaway。IknowIcouldbuyasmallGalleryfortenthousandpounds。””AsmallGallery,”murmuredJolyon,”seemsamodestdesire。Butyourgrandfatherforesawit。””Ithink,”criedJunevigorously,”thatallthiscareaboutmoneyisawful,whenthere’ssomuchgeniusintheworldsimplycrushedoutforwantofalittle。Ishallnevermarryandhavechildren;

  whyshouldn’tIbeabletodosomegoodinsteadofhavingitalltiedupincaseofthingswhichwillnevercomeoff?””OurnameisForsyte,mydear,”repliedJolyonintheironicalvoicetowhichhisimpetuousdaughterhadneverquitegrownaccustomed;”andForsytes,youknow,arepeoplewhososettletheirpropertythattheirgrandchildren,incasetheyshoulddiebeforetheirparents,havetomakewillsleavingthepropertythatwillonlycometothemselveswhentheirparentsdie。Doyoufollowthat?NordoI,butit’safact,anyway;welivebytheprinciplethatsolongasthereisapossibilityofkeepingwealthinthefamilyitmustnotgoout;ifyoudieunmarried,yourmoneygoestoJollyandHollyandtheirchildreniftheymarry。Isn’titpleasanttoknowthatwhateveryoudoyoucannoneofyoubedestitute?””Butcan’tIborrowthemoney?”

  Jolyonshookhishead。”YoucouldrentaGallery,nodoubt,ifyoucouldmanageitoutofyourincome。”

  Juneutteredacontemptuoussound。”Yes;andhavenoincomelefttohelpanybodywith。””Mydearchild,”murmuredJolyon,”wouldn’titcometothesamething?””No,”saidJuneshrewdly,”Icouldbuyfortenthousand;thatwouldonlybefourhundredayear。ButIshouldhavetopayathousandayearrent,andthatwouldonlyleavemefivehundred。IfIhadtheGallery,Dad,thinkwhatIcoulddo。IcouldmakeEricCobbley’snameinnotime,andeversomanyothers。””Namesworthmakingmakethemselvesintime。””Whenthey’redead。””Didyoueverknowanybodyliving,mydear,improvedbyhavinghisnamemade?””Yes,you,”saidJune,pressinghisarm。

  Jolyonstarted。’I?’hethought。’Oh!Ah!Nowshe’sgoingtoaskmetodosomething。Wetakeitout,weForsytes,eachinourdifferentways。’

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