hewouldsay。Intime——itwasstillveryvague——hewouldrentorpurchaseafarm。Thereisnoformulainwhichwemaysumupdecentpeople。SoAnsellhadpreached，andhadofcourseproceededtoofferaformula:\"Theymustbeserious，theymustbetruthful。\"Seriousnotinthesenseofglum;buttheymustbeconvincedthatourlifeisastateofsomeimportance，andourearthnotaplacetobeattimeon。OfsomuchStephenwasconvinced:heshoweditinhiswork，inhisplay，inhisself—respect，andaboveall——thoughthefactishardtoface—inhissacredpassionforalcohol。Drink，today，isanunlovelything。BetweenusandtheheightsofCithaerontheriverofsinnowflows。Yetthecriesstillcallfromthemountain，andgrantedamanhasrespondedtothem，itisbetterherespondwiththecandouroftheGreek。
\"IshallstopattheThompsons’now，\"saidthedisappointedreveller。\"Prayers。\"
Rickiedidnotpresshistriumph，butitwasahappymoment，partlybecauseofthetriumph，partlybecausehewassurethathisbrothermustcareforhim。Stephenwastooselfishtogiveupanypleasurewithoutgravereasons。HewascertainthathehadbeenrighttodisentanglehimselffromSawston，andtoignorethethreatsandtearsthatstilltemptedhimtoreturn。Heretherewasrealworkforhimtodo。Moreover，thoughhesoughtnoreward，ithadcome。Hishealthwasbetter，hisbrainsound，hislifewashedclean，notbythewatersofsentiment，butbytheeffortsofafellow—man。Stephenwasmanfirst，brotherafterwards。Hereinlayhisbrutalityandalsohisvirtue。\"Lookmeintheface。Don’thangonmeclothesthatdon’tbelong——asyoudidonyourwife，givinghersaint’srobes，whereasshewassimplyawomanofherownsort，whoneededcarefulwatching。Tearupthephotographs。HereamI，andthereareyou。Therestiscant。\"Therestwasnotcant，andperhapsStephenwouldconfessasmuchintime。ButRickieneededatonic，andaman，notabrother，mustholdittohislips。
\"Iseetheoldspire，\"hecalled，andthenadded，\"Idon’tmindseeingitagain。\"
\"Noonedoes，asfarasIknow。Peoplehavecomefromtheothersideoftheworldtoseeitagain。\"
\"Piouspeople。ButIdon’tholdwithbishops。\"Hewasyoungenoughtobeuneasy。Thecathedral，afountofsuperstition，mustfindnoplaceinhislife。Attheageoftwentyhehadsettledthings。
\"I’vegotmyownphilosophy，\"heoncetoldAnsell，\"andIdon’tcareastrawaboutyours。\"Ansell’smirthhadannoyedhimnotalittle。Anditwasstrangethatonesosettledshouldfeelhisheartleapupatthesightofanoldspire。\"Iregarditasapublicbuilding，\"hetoldRickie，whoagreed。\"It’suseful，too，asalandmark。\"Hisattitudetodaywasdefensive。ItwaspartofasubtlechangethatRickiehadnotedinhimsincehisreturnfromScotland。Hisfacegavehintsofanewmaturity。\"YoucanseetheoldspirefromtheRidgeway，\"hesaid，suddenlylayingahandonRickie’sknee，\"beforerainasclearlyasanytelegraphpost。\"
\"HowfaristheRidgeway？\"
\"Seventeenmiles。\"
\"Whichdirection？\"
\"North，naturally。NorthagainfromthatyouseeDevizes，thevaleofPewsey，andtheotherdowns。AlsotowardsBath。Itissomethingofaview。YououghttogetontheRidgeway。\"
\"Ishouldn’thavetimeforthat。\"
\"OrBeaconHill。Orlet’sdoStonehenge。\"
\"Ifit’sfine，IsuggesttheRings。\"
\"Itwillbefine。\"Thenhemurmuredthenamesofvillages。
\"Iwishyoucouldlivehere，\"saidRickiekindly。\"Ibelieveyoulovetheseparticularacresmorethanthewholeworld。\"
Stephenrepliedthatthiswasnotthecase:hewasonlyusedtothem。Hewishedtheyweredrivingout，insteadofwaitingfortheCadchurchtrain。
TheyhadadvancedintoSalisbury，andthecathedral，apublicbuilding，wasgreyagainstatendersky。Rickiesuggestedthat，whilewaitingforthetrain，theyshouldvisitit。Hespokeoftheincomparablenorthporch。
\"I’veneverbeeninsideit，andIneverwill。Sorrytoshockyou，Rickie，butImusttellyouplainly。I’manatheist。Idon’tbelieveinanything。\"
\"Ido，\"saidRickie。
\"Whenamandies，it’sasifhe’sneverbeen，\"heasserted。ThetraindrewupinSalisburystation。Herealittleincidenttookplacewhichcausedthemtoaltertheirplans。
Theyfoundoutsidethestationatrapdrivenbyasmallboy，whohadcomeinfromCadfordtofetchsomewire—netting。\"That’lldous，\"saidStephen，andcalledtotheboy，\"IfIpayyourrailway—ticketback，andifIgiveyousixpenceaswell，willyouletusdrivebackinthetrap？\"Theboysaidno。\"Itwillbeallright，\"saidRickie。\"IamMrs。Failing’snephew。\"Theboyshookhishead。\"AndyouknowMr。Wonham？\"Theboycouldn’tsayhedidn’t。\"Thenwhat’syourobjection？Why？Whatisit？Whynot？\"
ButStephenleantagainstthetime—tablesandspokeofothermatters。
Presentlytheboysaid，\"Didyousayyou’dpaymyrailway—ticketback，Mr。Wonham？\"
\"Yes，\"saidabystander。\"Didn’tyouhearhim？\"
\"Iheardhimrightenough。\"
NowStephenlaidhishandonthesplash—board，saying，\"WhatI
want，though，isthistraphereofyours，see，todriveinbackmyself;\"andashespokethebystanderfollowedhimincanon，\"Whathewants，though，isthattheretrapofyours，see，todrivehisselfbackin。\"
\"I’venoobjection，\"saidtheboy，asifdeeplyoffended。Foratimehesatmotionless，andthengotdown，remarking，\"Iwon’trobyouofyoursixpence。\"
\"Sillylittlefool，\"snappedRickie，astheydrovethroughthetown。
Stephenlookedsurprised。\"What’swrongwiththeboy？Hehadtothinkitover。Noonehadaskedhimtodosuchathingbefore。
Nexttimehe’dletushavethetrapquickenough。\"
\"Notifhehaddriveninforacabbageinsteadofwire—netting。\"
\"Heneverwoulddriveinforacabbage。\"
Rickieshuffledhisfeet。Buthisirritationpassed。Hesawthatthelittleincidenthadbeenaquietchallengetothecivilizationthathehadknown。\"Organize。\"\"Systematize。\"\"Fillupeverymoment，\"\"Induceespritdecorps。\"Hereviewedthewatchwordsofthelasttwoyears，andfoundthattheyignoredpersonalcontest，personaltruces，personallove。ByfollowingthemSawstonSchoolhadlostitsquietusefulnessandbecomeafrothysea，whereinplungedDunwoodHouse，thatunnecessaryship。
Humbled，heturnedtoStephenandsaid，\"No，you’reright。
Nothingiswrongwiththeboy。Hewashonestlythinkingitout。\"
ButStephenhadforgottentheincident，orelsehewasnotinclinedtotalkaboutit。Hisassertivefitwasover。
ThedirectroadfromSalisburytoCadoverisextremelydull。Thecity——whichGodintendedtokeepbytheriver;didshenotmovethere，beingthirsty，inthereignofWilliamRufus？——thecityhadstrayedoutofherownplain，climbedupherslopes，andtumbledovertheminuglycataractsofbrick。Thecataractsarestillshort，anddoubtlesstheymeetorcreatesomecommercialneed。Butinsteadoflookingtowardsthecathedral，asallthecityshould，theylookoutwardsatapaganentrenchment，asthecityshouldnot。Theyneglectthepoiseoftheearth，andthesentimentsshehasdecreed。Theyarethemodernspirit。
Throughthemtheroaddescendsintoanunobtrusivecountrywhere，nevertheless，thepoweroftheearthgrowsstronger。Streamsdodivide。Distancesdostillexist。Itiseasiertoknowthemeninyourvalleythanthosewholiveinthenext，acrossawasteofdown。Itiseasiertoknowmenwell。Thecountryisnotparadise，andcanshowthevicesthatgrieveagoodmaneverywhere。Butthereisroominit，andleisure。
\"Isuppose，\"saidRickieasthetwilightfell，\"thiskindofthingisgoingonalloverEngland。\"Perhapshemeantthattownsareafterallexcrescences，greyfluxions，wheremen，hurryingtofindoneanother，havelostthemselves。Buthegotnoresponse，andexpectednone。Turningroundinhisseat，hewatchedthewintersunslideoutofaquietsky。Thehorizonwasprimrose，andtheearthagainstitgavemomentaryhintsofpurple。Allfaded:nopageantwouldconcludethegraciousday，andwhenheturnedeastwardthenightwasalreadyestablished。
\"Thoseverlands——\"saidStephen，scarcelyabovehisbreath。
\"Whatareverlands？\"
Hepointedatthedusk，andsaid，\"Ournameforakindoffield。\"
Thenhedrovehiswhipintoitssocket，andseemedtoswallowsomething。Rickie，straininghiseyesforverlands，couldonlyseeatumblingwildernessofbrown。
\"Aretheremanylocalwords？\"
\"Therehavebeen。\"
\"Isupposetheydieout。\"
Theconversationturnedcuriously。Inthetoneofonewhoreplies，hesaid，\"IexpectthatsometimeorotherIshallmarry。\"
\"Iexpectyouwill，\"saidRickie，andwonderedalittlewhythereplyseemednotabrupt。\"WouldweseetheRingsinthedaytimefromhere？\"
\"（Wedoseethem。）ButMrs。Failingoncesaidnodecentwomanwouldhaveme。\"
\"Didyouagreetothat？\"
\"Drivealittle，willyou？\"
Thehorsewentslowlyforwardintothewilderness，thatturnedfrombrowntoblack。Thenaluminousglimmersurroundedthem，andtheairgrewcooler:theroadwasdescendingbetweenparapetsofchalk。
\"But，Rickie，mightn’tIfindagirl——naturallynotrefined——andbehappywithherinmyownway？IwouldtellherstraightIwasnothingmuch——faithful，ofcourse，butthatsheshouldneverhaveallmythoughts。Outofnodisrespecttoher，butbecauseallone’sthoughtscan’tbelongtoanysingleperson。\"
Whilehespokeeventheroadvanished，andinvisiblewatercamegurglingthroughthewheel—spokes。Thehorsehadchosentheford。
\"Youcan’townpeople。Atleastafellowcan’t。Itmaybedifferentforapoet。（Letthehorsedrink。）AndIwanttomarrysomeone，anddon’tyetknowwhosheis，whichapoetagainwilltellyouisdisgusting。Doesitdisgustyou？Beingnothingmuch，surelyI’dbettergogently。Forit’ssomethingratheroutsidethatmakesonemarry，ifyoufollowme:notexactlyoneself。
（Don’thurrythehorse。）Wewanttomarry，andyet——Ican’texplain。IfancyI’llgowading:thisisourstream。\"
Romanticloveisgreaterthanthis。Therearemenandwomen——weknowitfromhistory——whohavebeenbornintotheworldforeachother，andfornooneelse，whohaveaccomplishedthelongestjourneylockedineachother’sarms。Butromanticloveisalsothecodeofmodernmorals，and，forthisreason，popular。Eternalunion，eternalownership——thesearetemptingbaitsfortheaverageman。Heswallowsthem，willnotconfesshismistake，and——perhapstocoverit——cries\"dirtycynic\"atsuchamanasStephen。
Rickiewatchedtheblackearthunitetotheblacksky。Buttheskyoverheadgrewclearer，andinittwinkledthePloughandthecentralstars。Hethoughtofhisbrother’sfutureandofhisownpast，andofhowmuchtruthmightlieinthatantithesisofAnsell’s:\"Amanwantstolovemankind，awomanwantstoloveoneman。\"Atallevents，heandhiswifehadillustratedit，andperhapstheconflict，sotragicintheirowncase，waselsewherethesaltoftheworld。MeanwhileStephencalledfromthewaterformatches:therewassometrickwithpaperwhichMr。Failinghadshowedhim，andwhichhewouldshowRickienow，insteadoftalkingnonsense。Bendingdown，heilluminatedthedimpledsurfaceoftheford。\"Quiteacurrent。\"hesaid，andhisfaceflickeredoutinthedarkness。\"Yes，givemetheloosepaper，quick！Crumpleitintoaball。\"
Rickieobeyed，thoughintentonthetransfiguredface。Hebelievedthatanewspiritdweltthere，expellingthecruditiesofyouth。Hesawsteadiereyes，andthesignofmanhoodsetlikeabarofgolduponsteadierlips。Somefacesareknitbybeauty，orbyintellect，orbyagreatpassion:hadStephen’swaitedforthetouchoftheyears？
Buttheyplayedasboyswhocontinuedthenonsenseoftherailwaycarriage。Thepapercaughtfirefromthematch，andspreadintoaroseofflame。\"Nowgentlywithme，\"saidStephen，andtheylaiditflowerlikeonthestream。Gravelandtremulousweedsleaptintosight，andthentheflowersailedintodeepwater，andupleaptthetwoarchesofabridge。\"It’llstrike！\"theycried;
\"no，itwon’t;it’schosentheleft，\"andonearchbecameafairytunnel，droppingdiamonds。ThenitvanishedforRickie;butStephen，whokneltinthewater，declaredthatitwasstillafloat，farthroughthearch，burningasifitwouldburnforever。
XXXIV
ThecarriagethatMrs。FailinghadsenttomeethernephewreturnedfromCadchurchstationempty。Shewaspreparingforasolitarydinnerwhenhesomehowarrived，fullofapologies，butmoresedatethanshehadexpected。Shecuthisexplanationsshort。\"Nevermindhowyougothere。Youarehere，andIamquitepleasedtoseeyou。\"Hechangedhisclothesandtheyproceededtothedining—room。
Therewasabrightfire，butthecurtainswerenotdrawn。Mr。
Failinghadbelievedthatwindowswiththenightbehindaremorebeautifulthananypictures，andhiswidowhadkepttothecustom。Itwasbraveofhertopersevere，lumpsofchalkhavingcomeoutofthenightlastJune。Forsomeobscurereason——notsoobscuretoRickie——shehadpreservedthemasmementoesofanepisode。Seeingtheminarowonthemantelpiece，heexpectedthattheirfirsttopicwouldbeStephen。Buttheynevermentionedhim，thoughhewaslatentinallthattheysaid。
ItwasofMr。Failingthattheyspoke。TheEssayshadbeenasuccess。Shewasreallypleased。Thebookwasbroughtinatherrequest，andbetweenthecoursesshereaditaloudtohernephew，inhersoftyetunsympatheticvoice。Thenshesentforthepressnotices——afterallnoonedespisesthem——andreadtheircommentsonherintroduction。Shewieldedagracefulpen，wasapt，adequate，suggestive，indispensable，unnecessary。Sothemealpassedpleasantlyaway，fornoonecouldsowellcombinetheformalwiththeunconventional，anditonlyseemedcharmingwhenpaperslitteredherstatelytable。
\"Mymanwroteverynicely，\"sheobserved。\"Now，youreadmesomethingoutofhimthatyoulike。Read’TheTruePatriot。’\"
Hetookthebookandfound:\"Letusloveoneanother。Letourchildren，physicalandspiritual，loveoneanother。Itisallthatwecando。Perhapstheearthwillneglectourlove。Perhapsshewillconfirmit，andsuffersomerallying—point，spire，mound，forthenewgeneratonstocherish。\"
\"Hewrotethatwhenhewasyoung。Lateronhedoubtedwhetherwehadbetterloveoneanother，orwhethertheearthwillconfirmanything。Hediedamostunhappyman。\"
Hecouldnothelpsaying，\"Notknowingthattheearthhadconfirmedhim。\"
\"Hasshe？Itisquitepossible。Wemeetsoseldominthesedays，sheandI。Doyouseemuchoftheearth？\"
\"Alittle。\"
\"Doyouexpectthatshewillconfirmyou？\"
\"Itisquitepossible。\"
\"Bewareofher，Rickie，Ithink。\"
\"Ithinknot。\"
\"Bewareofher，surely。Goingbacktoherreallyisgoingback——
throwingawaytheartificialitywhich（thoughyouyoungpeoplewon’tconfessit）istheonlygoodthinginlife。Don’tpretendyouaresimple。OnceIpretended。Don’tpretendthatyoucareforanythingbutforclevertalksuchasthis，andforbooks。\"
\"Thetalk，\"saidLeightonafterwards，\"certainlywasclever。Butitmeantsomething，allthesame。\"Heheardnomore，forhismistresstoldhimtoretire。
\"Andmynephew，thisbeingso，makeupyourquarrelwithyourwife。\"Shestretchedoutherhandtohimwithrealfeeling。\"Itiseasiernowthanitwillbelater。Poorlady，shehaswrittentomefoolishlyandoften，but，onthewhole，Isidewithheragainstyou。Shewouldgrantyouallthatyoufoughtfor——allthepeople，allthetheories。Ihaveit，inherwriting，thatshewillneverinterferewithyourlifeagain。\"
\"Shecannothelpinterfering，\"saidRickie，withhiseyesontheblackwindows。\"Shedespisesme。Besides，Idonotloveher。\"
\"Iknow，mydear。Norsheyou。Iamnotbeingsentimental。Isayoncemore，bewareoftheearth。Weareconventionalpeople，andconventions——ifyouwillbutseeit——aremajesticintheirway，andwillclaimusintheend。Wedonotliveforgreatpassionsorforgreatmemories，orforanythinggreat。\"
Hethrewuphishead。\"Wedo。\"
\"Nowlistentome。Iamseriousandfriendlytonight，asyoumusthaveobserved。Ihaveaskedyouherepartlytoamusemyself——youbelongtomyMarchPast——butalsotogiveyougoodadvice。Therehasbeenavolcano——aphenomenonwhichItoooncegreatlyadmired。Theeruptionisover。Lettheconventionsdotheirworknow，andcleartherubbishaway。Myageisfifty—nine，andItellyousolemnlythattheimportantthingsinlifearelittlethings，andthatpeoplearenotimportantatall。Gobacktoyourwife。\"
Helookedather，andwasfilledwithpity。Heknewthathewouldneverbefrightenedofheragain。Onlybecauseshewasseriousandfriendlydidhetroublehimselftoreply。\"ThereisonelittlefactIshouldliketotellyou，asconfutingyourtheory。
Theideaofastory——alongstory——hadbeeninmyheadforayear。Asadreamtoamusemyself——thekindofamusementyouwouldrecommendforthefuture。Ishouldhavehadtimetowriteit，butthepeopleroundmecolouredmylife，andsoitneverseemedworthwhile。Forthestoryisnotlikelytopay。Thencamethevolcano。AfewdaysafteritwasoverIlayinbedlookingoutuponaworldofrubbish。TwomenIknow——oneintellectual，theotherverymuchthereverse——burstintotheroom。Theysaid，’Whathappenedtoyourshortstories？Theyweren’tgood，butwherearethey？Whyhaveyoustoppedwriting？Whyhaven’tyoubeentoItaly？Youmustwrite。Youmustgo。Becausetowrite，togo，isyou。\"Well，Ihavewritten，andyesterdaywesentthelongstoryoutonitsrounds。Themendonotlikeit，fordifferentreasons。ButitmatteredverymuchtothemthatIshouldwriteit，andsoitgotwritten。AsItoldyou，thisisonlyonefact;
otherfacts，Itrust，havehappenedinthelastfivemonths。ButImentionittoprovethatpeopleareimportant，andtherefore，howevermuchitinconveniencesmywife，Iwillnotgobacktoher。\"
\"AndItaly？\"askedMrs。Failing。
Thisquestionheavoided。Italymustwait。Nowthathehadthetime，hehadnotthemoney。
\"Orwhatisthelongstoryabout，then？\"
\"Aboutamanandawomanwhomeetandarehappy。\"
\"Somewhatofatourdeforce，Iconclude。\"
Hefrowned。\"Inliteratureweneedn’tintrudeourownlimitations。I’mnotsosillyastothinkthatallmarriagesturnoutlikemine。Mycharacteristoblameforourcatastrophe，notmarriage。\"
\"Mydear，Itoohavemarried;marriageistoblame。\"
Buthereagainheseemedtoknowbetter。
\"Well，\"shesaid，leavingthetableandmovingwithherdesserttothemantelpiece，\"soyouareabandoningmarriageandtakingtoliterature。Andarehappy。\"
\"Yes。\"
\"Because，asweusedtosayatCambridge，thecowisthere。Theworldisrealagain。Thisisaroom，thatawindow，outsideisthenight\"
\"Goon。\"
Hepointedtothefloor。\"Thedayisstraightbelow，shiningthroughotherwindowsintootherrooms。\"
\"Youareveryodd，\"shesaidafterapause，\"andIdonotlikeyouatall。Thereyousit，eatingmybiscuits，andallthetimeyouknowthattheearthisround。Whotaughtyou？Iamgoingtobednow，andallthenight，youtellme，youandIandthebiscuitsgoplungingeastwards，untilwereachthesun。Butbreakfastwillbeatnineasusual。Good—night。\"
Sherangthebelltwice，andhermaidcamewithhercandleandherwalking—stick:itwasherhabitoflatetogotoherroomassoonasdinnerwasover，forshehadnoonetositupwith。
Rickiewasimpressedbyherloneliness，andalsobythemixtureinherofinsightandobtuseness。Shewassoquick，soclear—headed，soimaginativeeven。Butallthesame，shehadforgottenwhatpeoplewerelike。Findinglifedull，shehaddroppedliesintoit，asachemistdropsanewelementintoasolution，hopingthatlifewouldtherebysparkleorturnsomebeautifulcolour。Shelovedtomisleadothers，andintheendherprivateviewoffalseandtruewasobscured，andshemisledherself。HowshemusthaveenjoyedtheirerrorsoverStephen！Butherownerrorhadbeengreater，inasmuchasitwasspiritualentirely。
Leightoncameinwithsomecoffee。Feelingitunnecessarytolightthedrawing—roomlampforonesmallyoungman，hepersuadedRickietosayhepreferredthedining—room。SoRickiesatdownbythefireplayingwithoneofthelumpsofchalk。Histhoughtswentbacktotheford，fromwhichtheyhadscarcelywandered。
Stillheheardthehorseinthedarkdrinking，stillhesawthemysticrose，andthetunneldroppingdiamonds。Hehaddrivenawayalone，believingtheearthhadconfirmedhim。Hestoodbehindthingsatlast，andknewthatconventionsarenotmajestic，andthattheywillnotclaimusintheend。
Ashemused，thechalkslippedfromhisfingers，andfellonthecoffee—cup，whichbroke。Thechina，saidLeighton，wasexpensive。
Hebelieveditwasimpossibletomatchitnow。Eachcupwasdifferent。Itwasaharlequinset。Thesaucer，withoutthecup，wasthereforeuseless。WouldMr。ElliotpleaseexplaintoMrs。
Failinghowithappened。
Rickiepromisedhewouldexplain。
HehadleftStephenpreparingtobathe，andhadheardhimworkingup—streamlikeananimal，splashingintheshallows，breathingheavilyasheswamthepools;attimesreedssnapped，orclodsofearthwerepulledin。BythefireheremembereditwasagainNovember。\"Shouldyoulikeawalk？\"heaskedLeighton，andtoldhimwhostoppedinthevillagetonight。Leightonwaspleased。Atnineo’clockthetwoyoungmenleftthehouse，underaskythatwasstillonlybrightinthezenith。\"Itwillraintomorrow，\"
Leightonsaid。
\"Mybrothersays，finetomorrow。\"
\"Finetomorrow，\"Leightonechoed。
\"Nowwhichdoyoumean？\"askedRickie，laughing。
Sincetheplumesofthefir—treestouchedoverthedrive，onlyaverylittlelightpenetrated。Itwascleareroutsidethelodgegate，andbubblesofair，whichWiltshireseemedtohavetravelledfromanimmensedistance，brokegentlyandseparatelyonhisface。Theypausedonthebridge。Heaskedwhetherthelittlefishandthebrightgreenweedswereherenowaswellasinthesummer。Thefootmanhadnotnoticed。Overthebridgetheycametothecross—roads，ofwhichoneledtoSalisburyandtheotherupthroughthestringofvillagestotherailwaystation。
TheroadinfrontwasonlytheRomanroad，theonethatwentontothedowns。Turningtotheleft，theywereinCadford。
\"HewillbewiththeThompsons，\"saidRickie，lookingupatdarkeaves。\"Perhapshe’sinbedalready。\"
\"PerhapshewillbeatTheAntelope。\"
\"No。TonightheiswiththeThompsons。\"
\"WiththeThompsons。\"Afteradozenpaceshesaid，\"TheThompsonshavegoneaway。\"
\"Where？Why？\"
\"TheywereturnedoutbyMr。Wilbrahamonaccountofourbrokenwindows。\"
\"Areyousure？\"
\"Fivefamilieswereturnedout。\"
\"That’sbadforStephen，\"saidRickie，afterapause。\"Hewaslookingforward——oh，it’smonstrousinanycase！\"
\"ButtheThompsonshavegonetoLondon，\"saidLeighton。\"Why，thatfamily——theysayit’sbeeninthevalleyhundredsofyears，andnevergotbeyondshepherding。TovariouspartsofLondon。\"
\"LetustryTheAntelope，then。\"
\"LetustryTheAntelope。\"
Theinnlayupinthevillage。Rickiehastenedhispace。Thistyrannywasmonstrous。Somemenoftheageofundergraduateshadbrokenwindows，andthereforetheyandtheirfamiliesweretoberuined。Thefoolswhogovernusfinditeasiertobesevere。Itsavesthemtroubletosay，\"Theinnocentmustsufferwiththeguilty。\"Itevengivesthemathrillofpride。Againstallthiswickednonsense，againsttheWilbrahamsandPembrokeswhotrytoruleourworldStephenwouldfighttillhedied。Stephenwasahero。Hewasalawtohimself，andrightly。Hewasgreatenoughtodespiseoursmallmoralities。Hewasattaininglove。Thiseve—
ningRickiecaughtAnsell’senthusiasm，andfeltitworthwhiletosacrificeeverythingforsuchaman。
\"TheAntelope，\"saidLeighton。\"Thoselightsunderthegreatestelm。\"
\"Wouldyoupleaseaskifhe’sthere，andifhe’dcomeforaturnwithme。Idon’tthinkI’llgoin。\"