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Alas! in matters of sentiment it is the misfortune of us men that even the most refined of us often grate upon some sentiment in a woman, though she may not be romantic, not romantic at all, as people go, some sentiment which she thought must be so obvious if we cared a straw about her, and which, though we prize her above the Indies, is by our dim, horn-eyed, masculine vision undiscernible.
But what does Doltimore suspect? "I know not; it has been put into his head. Paris is so full of slander. But, Vargrave Lumley I tremble, I shudder with terror, if ever Doltimore should discover " "Pooh! pooh! Our conduct at Paris has been most guarded, most discreet. Doltimore is Self-conceit personified, and Self-conceit is horn-eyed.
But what does Doltimore suspect? "I know not; it has been put into his head. Paris is so full of slander. But, Vargrave Lumley I tremble, I shudder with terror, if ever Doltimore should discover " "Pooh! pooh! Our conduct at Paris has been most guarded, most discreet. Doltimore is Self-conceit personified, and Self-conceit is horn-eyed.
Whether they have loved the phylacteries or the eternal noblenesses; whether they have been struggling heavenward like eagles, brothers of the radiances, or groping owl-like with horn-eyed diligence, catching mice and balances at their banker's, poor devils, you will see it all in that one fact.
But we do not know him with the least certainty, the least approach even to a guess, such buzzards and dullards and poor children of the Dusk are we, in spite of our Statistics, Unshackled Presses, and Torches of Knowledge; not eagles soaring sunward, not brothers of the lightnings and the radiances we; a dim horn-eyed, owl-population, intent mainly on the catching of mice!
The advocacy which consists of professional self-display is exhibited genially, humorously, an advocacy horn-eyed to the truth of its own case, to every truth, indeed, save one that which commends the advocate himself, his ingenious wit, and his flowers of rhetoric. The criminal is allowed his due portion of veracity and his fragment of truth "What shall a man give for his life?"
Alas! in matters of sentiment it is the misfortune of us men that even the most refined of us often grate upon some sentiment in a woman, though she may not be romantic, not romantic at all, as people go, some sentiment which she thought must be so obvious if we cared a straw about her, and which, though we prize her above the Indies, is by our dim, horn-eyed, masculine vision undiscernible.
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