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Paramor stopped to look in at a fishmonger's. "What's right for the French and Russians, Dick," he said "is wrong for us. When we begin to be real, we only really begin to be false. I should like to have had the catching of that fellow; let's send him to your mother."
"And if if they won't?" "Then I shall go on a different tack altogether, and they must look out for themselves." Mrs. Pendyce sank back in her chair; she seemed to smell again that smell of leather and disinfectant, and hear a sound of incessant clicking. She felt faint, and to disguise that faintness asked at random, "What does 'without prejudice' in this letter mean?" Mr. Paramor smiled.
Paramor so vulgarly called "Pendycitis" she had a horror.
Paramor, "but when you come to put it into practice in that wholesale way it leads to goodness knows what. It means reconstructing marriage on a basis entirely different from the present. It's marriage on the basis of the heart, and not on the basis of property. Are you prepared to go to that length?" "I am." "You're as much of an extremist one way as Barter is the other.
Imagine your conception of marriage applied to Pendyce and his sons, or his Rector, or his tenants, and the labourers on his estate." "No, no," said Gregory; "I refuse to believe " "The country classes," said Mr. Paramor quietly, "are especially backward in such matters.
I have even advised her to go back to Bellew, but that seems out of the question. What am I to do?" Mr. Paramor rose. "I know," he said "I know. My dear friend, I know!" And for a full minute he remained motionless, a little turned from Gregory. "It will be better," he said suddenly, "for her to get rid of him. I'll go and see her myself. We'll spare her all we can.
He did not read it, but he thought: 'And I can't cut it! Paramor says so! A gambler! That "crassness" common to all men in this strange world, and in the Squire intensified, was rather a process than a quality obedience to an instinctive dread of what was foreign to himself, an instinctive fear of seeing another's point of view, an instinctive belief in precedent.
It was clear that she was trying to gain time. Gregory began pacing up and down. "Paramor is a man for whom I have the highest respect. I would trust him before anyone." It was clear that he, too, was trying to gain time. "Oh, mind my daffodils, please!" Gregory went down on his knees, and raised the bloom that he had trodden on. He then offered it to Mrs. Pendyce.
The good Paramor he was really a most excellent fellow became unhappy as far as was possible to his cheery nature, till one dreary day I suggested, out of sheer mischief, that he should employ the dormant energies of the crew in hauling both cables up on deck and turning them end for end. For a moment Mr. Paramor was radiant. "Excellent idea!" but directly his face fell. "Why . . . Yes!
This time his uncle smiled. It was difficult for Shelton to feel angry at that ironic merriment, with its sudden ending; it was too impersonal to irritate: it was too concerned with human nature. "If hum it came to the other thing," said Mr. Paramor, "the settlement's at an end as far as she 's concerned. We 're bound to look at every case, you know, old boy."
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