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Updated: June 2, 2025
I'm beginning to think that there isn't really any such person as Selby-Harrison." Hilda giggled thickly. She seemed to be quite comfortable again. Lalage snubbed me severely. "I must say for you," she said, "that when you choose to go in for pretending to be an ass you can be more funerally idiotic than any one I ever met. No wonder the Archdeacon said you'd be beaten in your election."
Titherington might not hit it off with Selby-Harrison, and I realized from the way he wrote, that Mr. Titherington was a man of strong character. I worded my letter to Lalage very carefully. I did not want to hurt her feelings by refusing an offer which was kindly meant. I wrote,
"I rather expected you'd have to," I said. "It wasn't anything of the slightest importance." "Selby-Harrison drew it up, I expect." "So she said. But it didn't matter in the least. If it had been anything that tied us down I shouldn't have signed it." "You would," I said. "Whatever it was you'd have signed it." "She rather rushed me. She's a most remarkable young woman.
In my eagerness to please Lalage I went so far as to write to Selby-Harrison, asking him to make out for me a list of the leading poets of the meditative and mystical schools. I also gave an order to a bookseller for all the books of original poetry published during that autumn. The number of volumes I received surprised me. I used to exhibit them with great pride to my mother and Lalage.
I've washed my hands of it so I'm not even offering advice, but if I were you I'd be careful about anything in the way of physical violence. Remember that Lalage has Selby-Harrison behind her and he knows the law. You can see for yourself by the way he ferreted out that text of First Timothy that he has the brain of a first-rate solicitor." I left the room after that.
I turned my back on him and looked out of the window. "Selby-Harrison," said Lalage, "is on Trinity 3rd A., inside left, and there's a cup match on to-day, so of course he couldn't come." "This," I said, "is a great disappointment to me. I've been looking forward for years to making Selby-Harrison's acquaintance, and every time I seem to be anywhere near it, something comes and snatches him away.
I hardly thought they'd allow him to chop up Selby-Harrison in the College Park." Hilda gaped at me. Lalage went over to the nurse and whispered something in her ear. The nurse shook her head and said that my temperature was normal. "If you're not raving," said Lalage, "you're deliberately talking nonsense. I don't know what you mean, nor does Hilda."
"I'm glad you agree with us there," said Lalage. "We've gone into the matter minutely. Selby-Harrison worked it out and we don't see how we could possibly make less than 12 per cent. Not that we want to make money out of it. Our efforts are purely what's that word, Hilda? You found it in a book, but I always forget it." "Altruistic," said Hilda.
I should like to hear Hilda's mother's opinion of the Archdeacon's view. Its injustice was of course quite evident to me. I had Selby-Harrison's accounts before me, and nothing could be clearer than they were. Besides I knew from my mother's letter that what the Archdeacon now said about Selby-Harrison and Hilda he had originally said about me.
Selby-Harrison, the son I mean, said he'd write to the old gentleman and tell him to vote for me. I expect he went on my committee after that." "And you think he can get at this young woman's mother?" "No. I don't think anything of the sort. All I say is that he may possibly know the name of Hilda's mother." "Can't I get at Miss Beresford's mother?" "No, you can't.
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