One of Our Conquerors - World eBook Library
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One of Our Conquerors She is? —ah!’ ‘She is womanly, womanly.’ ‘Quite one of those … ?’ ‘My dear soul! You can’t shake them off in that way. She is one of us. If we have the class, we can’t escape from it. They are not to bear all the burden because they exist. We are the bigger debtors. I tell you she is womanly.’ ‘It sounds like horrid cynicism.’ ‘Friends of mine would abuse it for the reverse.’ ‘Do not make me hate your chivalry. This woman is a rod on my back. Provided only she has not dropped venom into Nesta’s mind!’ ‘Don’t fear!’ ‘Can you tell me you think she has done no harm to my girl?’ ‘To Nesta herself?—not any: not to a girl like your girl.’ ‘To my girl’s name? Speak at once. But I know she has. She induced Nesta to go to her house. My girl was insulted in this woman’s house.’ Dartrey’s forehead ridged with his old fury and a gust of present contempt. ‘I can tell you this, that the fellow who would think harm of it, knowing the facts ‘s not worthy of touching the tips of the fingers of your girl.’ ‘She is talked of!’ ‘A good-looking girl out riding with a handsome woman on a parade of idlers!’ ‘The woman is notorious.’ Nataly said it shivering. He shook his head. ‘Not true.’ ‘She has an air of a lady?’ ‘She sits a horse well.’ ‘Would she to any extent deceive me—impose on me here?’ ‘No.’ ‘Ah!’ Nataly moaned… . ‘But what?’ said Dartrey. ‘There was no pretence. Her style is not worse than that of some we have seen. There was no effort to deceive. The woman’s plain for you and me to read, she has few of the arts; one or two tricks, if you like: and these were not needed for use. There are women who have them, and have not been driven or let slip into the wilderness.’ ‘Yes; I know!—those ideas of yours!’ Nataly had once admired him for his knightliness toward the weakest women and the women underfoot. ‘You have spoken to this woman? 358
George Meredith She boasted of acquaintance with Nesta?’ ‘She thanked God for having met her.’ ‘Is it one of the hysterical creatures?’ Mrs. Marsett appeared fronting Dartrey. He laughed to himself. ‘A clever question. There is a leaning to excitement of manner at times. It ‘s not hysteria. Allow for her position.’ Nataly took the unintended blow, and bowed to it; and still more harshly said: ‘What rank of life does the woman come from?’ ‘The class educated for a skittish career by your popular Stage and your Book-stalls. I am not precise?’ ‘Leave Mr. Durance. Is she in any degree commonly well bred? … behaviour, talk-her English.’ ‘I trench on Mr. Durance in replying. Her English is passable. You may hear …’ ‘Everywhere, of course! And this woman of slipshod English and excited manners imposed upon Nesta!’ ‘It would not be my opinion.’ ‘Did not impose on her!’ ‘Not many would impose on Nesta Radnor for long.’ ‘Think what that says, Dartrey!’ ‘You have had a detestable version of the story.’ ‘Because an excited creature thanks God to you for having met her!’ ‘She may. She’s a better woman for having met her. Don’t suppose we’re for supernatural conversions. The woman makes no show of that. But she has found a good soul among her sex—her better self in youth, as one guesses; and she is grateful—feels farther from exile in consequence. She has found a lady to take her by the hand!—not a common case. She can never go to the utterly bad after knowing Nesta. I forget if she says it; I say it. You have heard the story from one of your conventional gentlemen.’ ‘A true gentleman. I have reason to thank him. He has not your ideas on these matters, Dartrey. He is very sensitive … on Nesta’s behalf.’ ‘With reference to marriage. I’ll own I prefer another kind of gentleman. I ‘ve had my experience of that kind of gentleman. Many of the kind have added their spot to the outcasts abominated for uncleanness—in holy unction. Many?—I won’t say all; but men who consent to hear black words 359
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<strong>One</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Our</strong> <strong>Conquerors</strong><br />
She is? —ah!’<br />
‘She is womanly, womanly.’<br />
‘Quite one <strong>of</strong> those … ?’<br />
‘My dear soul! You can’t shake them <strong>of</strong>f in that way. She is<br />
one <strong>of</strong> us. If we have the class, we can’t escape from it. They<br />
are not to bear all the burden because they exist. We are the<br />
bigger debtors. I tell you she is womanly.’<br />
‘It sounds like horrid cynicism.’<br />
‘Friends <strong>of</strong> mine would abuse it for the reverse.’<br />
‘Do not make me hate your chivalry. This woman is a rod<br />
on my back. Provided only she has not dropped venom into<br />
Nesta’s mind!’<br />
‘Don’t fear!’<br />
‘Can you tell me you think she has done no harm to my<br />
girl?’<br />
‘To Nesta herself?—not any: not to a girl like your girl.’<br />
‘To my girl’s name? Speak at once. But I know she has. She<br />
induced Nesta to go to her house. My girl was insulted in<br />
this woman’s house.’<br />
Dartrey’s forehead ridged with his old fury and a gust <strong>of</strong><br />
present contempt. ‘I can tell you this, that the fellow who<br />
would think harm <strong>of</strong> it, knowing the facts ‘s not worthy <strong>of</strong><br />
touching the tips <strong>of</strong> the fingers <strong>of</strong> your girl.’<br />
‘She is talked <strong>of</strong>!’<br />
‘A good-looking girl out riding with a handsome woman<br />
on a parade <strong>of</strong> idlers!’<br />
‘The woman is notorious.’ Nataly said it shivering.<br />
He shook his head. ‘Not true.’<br />
‘She has an air <strong>of</strong> a lady?’<br />
‘She sits a horse well.’<br />
‘Would she to any extent deceive me—impose on me here?’<br />
‘No.’<br />
‘Ah!’ Nataly moaned… .<br />
‘But what?’ said Dartrey. ‘There was no pretence. Her style<br />
is not worse than that <strong>of</strong> some we have seen. There was no<br />
effort to deceive. The woman’s plain for you and me to read,<br />
she has few <strong>of</strong> the arts; one or two tricks, if you like: and these<br />
were not needed for use. There are women who have them,<br />
and have not been driven or let slip into the wilderness.’<br />
‘Yes; I know!—those ideas <strong>of</strong> yours!’ Nataly had once admired<br />
him for his knightliness toward the weakest women<br />
and the women underfoot. ‘You have spoken to this woman?<br />
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