Father,â said Matthew, while Jermynâs glance at his sister resulted in a tremble of hysterical sound, and Dominicâs half-smile told of a sympathy with her natural preoccupations, that would normally have resulted in a whole one.
âWell, now, Spong,â said Godfrey, âand what will you be doing in these next months? I mean, how will you be managing in your spare time? You wonât misunderstand an old friendâs concern?â
âSir Godfrey, I shall have my work. There is much in it happily that tends to the benefit of others, and so to the steadying of my own spirits. As for spare time, I must do my best to avoid it.â He had the stoicism to smile.
âYou are of a good heart and a good courage, Spong,â said Geoffrey, content, as often, with an approach to scriptural phrase.
âDo you find that your research work continues to hold your interest, Matthew?â said Dominic, sinking himself in another.
âYes, I do completely,â said Matthew.
âYou find it satisfying?â said Dominic, aware of Harrietâs feeling, and ranged on the side of power.
âYes,â said Matthew. âIt is like your work, and tends to the benefit of others; I should say to their ultimate benefit.â
âPerhaps rather ultimate, Lady Haslam,â said Dominic with an arch smile at Harriet, his general subdued condition not extending to his intercourse with the young.
âThe risk of achieving nothing may be involved in the effort to achieve something,â said Harriet.
âYes,â said Dominic, his smile becoming tender.
âWell put, my dear, âsaid Godfrey, with a note of surprise.
âDo you find that you slip into the minds of your clients when you are dealing with them, or that you hate them?â Gregory asked him with gentle interest.
âI certainly do not find that I hate them, Gregory. Of course my work brings me into contact at times with the sordid side of humanity. But there is much to compensate, much beauty of character, much heroic effort, much sacrifice of self. All things come together in the life I have chosen.â
âIsnât it very dreadful to see sacrifice of self?â said Griselda.
âMiss Griselda, sometimes very beautiful.â
âIt seems rather ruthless to be a satisfied spectator,â said Jermyn.
âWell, Jermyn, and are you still wrapped up in your poetry?â said Dominic, reminded of Jermynâs tendencies by his own high words, and visiting his speech in his choice of phrase.
âYes, wrapped up in it, absorbed in it, utterly engrossed in it to the exclusion of all juster claims.â
âOh, well, Jermyn, moderation in all things,â said Dominic. âBut it must be very beautiful, Jermyn, to go wandering about on the moors, notebook in hand, and jot down any little poetic thoughtsââDominic made a waving movement with his handâ âthat come to the mind with the beauty of everything around. To go roaming hither and thither, with nothing to do but let the fancies crowd through oneâs brain. If the real business of life had not claimed me, if I had not been vowed upon a somewhat sterner altar, I should have been happy to take my share in the more graceful side of life.â
âOriginal verse must make more demand than professional work,â said Matthew, who did not cope with the problem of Dominic.
âMatthew means writing poetry seriously like a real poet,â said Griselda.
âMiss Griselda, I was not speaking of writing poetry seriously like a real poet. I am not confusing myself with Tennyson,â said Dominic, ending with mild laughter.
âOh well, but Jermyn thinks of himself in that way. That is Jermynâs spirit,â said Godfrey, not estimating his rashness. âHe doesnât put himself down as some amateur poet, wandering about jotting things down, not Jermyn. He is to be one of those who are looked up to
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