[The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer Complete by Charles James Lever]@TWC D-Link bookThe Confessions of Harry Lorrequer Complete CHAPTER XXIV 4/12
Oh, my dear young friends of either sex, whatever your feelings be for one another, keep them to yourselves; I know of nothing half so hazardous as that "comparing of notes" which sometimes happens.
Analysis is a beautiful thing in mathematics or chemistry, but it makes sad havoc when applied to the "functions of the heart." "Mamma appears to have forgotten us," said Isabella, as she spoke, after walking for some time in silence beside me. "Oh, depend upon it, the carriage has taken all this time to repair; but are you tired ?" "Oh, by no means; the evening is delightful, but--" "Then perhaps you are ennuyee," said I, half pettishly, to provoke a disclaimer if possible.
To this insidiously put quere I received, as I deserved, no answer, and again we sauntered on without speaking. "To whom does that chateau belong, my old friend ?" said I addressing a man on the road-side. "A Monsieur le Marquis, sir," replied he. "But what's his name, though ?" "Ah, that I can't tell you," replied the man again. There you may perceive how, even yet, in provincial France, the old respect for the aristocracy still survives; it is sufficient that the possessor of that fine place is "Monsieur le Marquis;" but any other knowledge of who he is, and what, is superfluous.
"How far are we from the next village, do you know ?" "About a league." "Indeed.
Why I thought 'La Scarpe' was quite near us." "Ah, you are thinking of the Amiens road." "Yes, of course; and is not this the Amiens road ?" "Oh, no; the Amiens road lies beyond those low hills to the right.
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