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ON HIS WAY THROUGH THE WORLD 183<br />

or condescend to keep candid readers in suspense about many<br />

matters which might possibly interest them. For instance, the<br />

matter of love has interested novel-readers for hundreds of years<br />

past, and doubtless will continue so to interest them. Almost all<br />

young people read love-books and histories with eagerness, as oldsters<br />

read books of medicine, and whatever it is—heart complaint, gout,<br />

liver, palsy—cry, " Exactly so, precisely my case !" Phil's first<br />

love affair, to which we are now coming, was a false start. I own<br />

it at once. And in this commencement of his career I believe he<br />

was not more or less fortunate than many and many a man and<br />

woman in this world. Suppose the course of true love always did<br />

run smooth, and everybody married his or her first love. Ah ! what<br />

would marriage be 1<br />

A generous young fellow comes to market with a heart ready to<br />

leap out of his waistcoat, for ever thumping and throbbing, and so<br />

wild that he can't have any rest till he has disposed of it. What<br />

wonder if he falls upon a wily merchant in Vanity Fair, and barters<br />

his all for a stale bauble not worth sixpence ? Phil chose to fall in<br />

love with his cousin; and I warn you that nothing will come of<br />

that passion, except the influence which it had upon the young<br />

man's character. Though my wife did not love the Twysdens, she<br />

loves sentiment, she loves love affairs—all women do. Poor Phil<br />

used to bore me after dinner with endless rodomontades about his<br />

passion and his charmer ; but my wife was never tired of listening.<br />

" You are a selfish, heartless, blasé man of the world, you are," he<br />

would say. "Your own immense and undeserved good fortune in<br />

the matrimonial lottery has rendered you hard, cold, crass, indifferent.<br />

You have been asleep, sir, twice to-night, whilst I was talking. I<br />

will go up and tell Madam everything. She has a heart." And<br />

presently, engaged with my book or my after-dinner doze, I would<br />

hear Phil striding and creaking overhead, and plunging energetic<br />

pokers in the drawing-room fire.<br />

Thirty thousand pounds to begin with ; a third part of that sum<br />

coming to the lady from her mother ; all the Doctor's savings and<br />

property ;—here certainly was enough in possession and expectation<br />

to satisfy many young couples; and as Phil is twenty-two, and<br />

Agnes (must I own it?) twenty-five, and as she has consented to<br />

listen to the warm outpourings of the eloquent and passionate youth,<br />

and exchange for his fresh, new-minted, golden sovereign heart, that<br />

used little threepenny-piece, her own—why should they not marry<br />

at once, and so let us have an end of them and this history ? <strong>The</strong>y<br />

have plenty of money to pay the parson and the post-chaise ; they<br />

may drive off to the country, and live on their means, and lead an<br />

existence so humdrum and tolerably happy that Phil may grow

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