[Life’s Little Ironies by Thomas Hardy]@TWC D-Link bookLife’s Little Ironies CHAPTER III 3/16
The trip had not progressed far before all, except the curate, found that sailing in a breeze did not quite agree with them; but as he seemed to enjoy the experience, the other three bore their condition as well as they could without grimace or complaint, till the young man, observing their discomfort, gave immediate directions to tack about.
On the way back to port they sat silent, facing each other. Nausea in such circumstances, like midnight watching, fatigue, trouble, fright, has this marked effect upon the countenance, that it often brings out strongly the divergences of the individual from the norm of his race, accentuating superficial peculiarities to radical distinctions. Unexpected physiognomies will uncover themselves at these times in well- known faces; the aspect becomes invested with the spectral presence of entombed and forgotten ancestors; and family lineaments of special or exclusive cast, which in ordinary moments are masked by a stereotyped expression and mien, start up with crude insistence to the view. Frances, sitting beside her mother's husband, with Mr.Cope opposite, was naturally enough much regarded by the curate during the tedious sail home; at first with sympathetic smiles.
Then, as the middle-aged father and his child grew each gray-faced, as the pretty blush of Frances disintegrated into spotty stains, and the soft rotundities of her features diverged from their familiar and reposeful beauty into elemental lines, Cope was gradually struck with the resemblance between a pair in their discomfort who in their ease presented nothing to the eye in common.
Mr.Millborne and Frances in their indisposition were strangely, startlingly alike. The inexplicable fact absorbed Cope's attention quite.
He forgot to smile at Frances, to hold her hand; and when they touched the shore he remained sitting for some moments like a man in a trance. As they went homeward, and recovered their complexions and contours, the similarities one by one disappeared, and Frances and Mr.Millborne were again masked by the commonplace differences of sex and age.
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