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- 0:15Speaker 1: by D. J. Wood Certain Personal Matters by H. G. Wells,
- 0:21Speaker 1: Chapter four, The House of Disorno. A manuscript found in
- 0:28Speaker 1: a box, and the box Euphemius brutally rated. It was
- 0:33Speaker 1: by an insensate husband, eager for a tie, and too
- 0:36Speaker 1: unreasonably impatient to wait an hour or so until she
- 0:40Speaker 1: could get home and find it for him. There was,
- 0:44Speaker 1: of course no tie at all in that box, for
- 0:46Speaker 1: all his stirring, as any one might have known. But
- 0:49Speaker 1: if there was no tie, there were certain papers that
- 0:53Speaker 1: at least suggested a possibility of whiling away the time
- 0:56Speaker 1: until the chooser and distributor of ties should return. And
- 1:00Speaker 1: after all, there is no reading like your accidental reading
- 1:03Speaker 1: come upon unawares. It was a discovery, indeed, that Euphimia
- 1:09Speaker 1: had papers. At the first glance, these close written sheets
- 1:13Speaker 1: suggested a treasonable keynote, and the husband gripped it with
- 1:17Speaker 1: a certain apprehension mingling with his relief at the opiate
- 1:21Speaker 1: of reading. It was so to speak. The privilege of police,
- 1:25Speaker 1: he exercised, so he justified himself. He began to read,
- 1:30Speaker 1: But what is this? She stood on the balcony outside
- 1:34Speaker 1: the window, while the noblest born in the palace waited
- 1:37Speaker 1: on her every capricious glance and watched for an unbending
- 1:41Speaker 1: look to relieve her hauteur. But in vain, none of
- 1:46Speaker 1: your snippy, snappy keynote there. Then he turned over a
- 1:50Speaker 1: page or so of the copy, doubting if the privilege
- 1:53Speaker 1: of police still held good standing out by virtue of
- 1:57Speaker 1: a different ink, and coming immediately after bear her to
- 2:01Speaker 1: her proud father, where the words how many yards of
- 2:05Speaker 1: carpet three quarter yards wide will cover the room with
- 2:09Speaker 1: sixteen foot length twenty seven and a half foot Then
- 2:14Speaker 1: he knew he was in the presence of the great
- 2:16Speaker 1: romance that Euphemia wrote when she was sixteen. He had
- 2:19Speaker 1: heard something of it before. He held it doubtfully in
- 2:22Speaker 1: his hands, for the question of conscience still troubled him. Bah,
- 2:27Speaker 1: he said abruptly, not to find it irresistible was to
- 2:30Speaker 1: slight the authoress and her skill. And with that he
- 2:34Speaker 1: sat plumped down among the things in the box very comfortably,
- 2:37Speaker 1: and began reading, and indeed read until Euphemia arrived. But she,
- 2:42Speaker 1: at the sight of his head and legs, made several
- 2:45Speaker 1: fragmentary and presumably offensive remarks about crushing some hat or other,
- 2:49Speaker 1: and proceeded with needless violence to get him out of
- 2:52Speaker 1: the box again. However, that is my own private trouble.
- 2:56Speaker 1: We are concerned now with the merits of Euphemia's romance.
- 2:59Speaker 1: The hero of the story is a Venetian named, for
- 3:03Speaker 1: some unknown reason Ivan Disorno. So far as I ascertained,
- 3:08Speaker 1: he is the entire house of Disorno, referred to in
- 3:10Speaker 1: the title. No other Disornos transpired. Like others in the story,
- 3:16Speaker 1: he is possessed of untold wealth, tempered by a profound
- 3:20Speaker 1: sorrow for some cause which remains unmentioned, but which is
- 3:24Speaker 1: possibly internal. He is first displayed pacing a somber avenue
- 3:30Speaker 1: of Ilix and Arbutus that reflected with singular truth the
- 3:33Speaker 1: gloom of his countenance, and toying sadly with the jeweled
- 3:38Speaker 1: hilt of his dagger. He meditates upon his loveless life
- 3:42Speaker 1: and the burden of riches. Presently he paces the long
- 3:47Speaker 1: and magnificent gallery, where a hundred generations of Disornos, each
- 3:52Speaker 1: with the same flashing eye and the same marble brow
- 3:55Speaker 1: looked down with the same sad melancholy upon the beholder,
- 3:59Speaker 1: a true monotonous exhibition. It would be too much for
- 4:02Speaker 1: any one. Day after day, he decides that he will
- 4:05Speaker 1: travel incognito. The next chapter is headed in Old Madrid,
- 4:12Speaker 1: and Disorno, cloaked to conceal his grandeur, moved sad and
- 4:16Speaker 1: observant among the giddy throng. But Gwendolen, that majestic Gwendolen
- 4:22Speaker 1: of the balcony, marked his pallid yet beautiful countenance, And
- 4:27Speaker 1: the next day, at the bull fight, she flung her
- 4:30Speaker 1: bouquet into the arena, and, turning to Disorno, a perfect stranger,
- 4:34Speaker 1: mind you, smiled commandingly. In that moment he had flung
- 4:39Speaker 1: himself headlong down among the flashing blades of the torridors
- 4:43Speaker 1: and the trampling confusion of bulls, And in another he
- 4:46Speaker 1: stood before her, bowing low, with the recovered flowers in
- 4:49Speaker 1: his hand. Fair sir, she said, methinks, my poor flowers
- 4:54Speaker 1: were scarce worth your trouble, a very proper remark, And
- 4:58Speaker 1: then suddenly I put the manuscript down. My heart was
- 5:02Speaker 1: full of pity for Euphemia. Thus had she gone a dreaming,
- 5:05Speaker 1: a man of imposing physique and flashing eye, who would
- 5:08Speaker 1: fling you Oxen here and there, and volt in and
- 5:11Speaker 1: out of an arena without catching a breath for his
- 5:14Speaker 1: lady's sake. And here I sat the sad reality, a
- 5:19Speaker 1: lean and slippered literary pretender, and constitutionally afraid of cattle,
- 5:25Speaker 1: poor little Euphemia. For after all is said and done,
- 5:29Speaker 1: and the new women gibbed out of existence, I'm afraid
- 5:32Speaker 1: we do undeceive these poor wives of ours a little
- 5:35Speaker 1: after the marrying is over. It may be they have
- 5:38Speaker 1: deceived themselves in the first place, but that scarcely affects
- 5:41Speaker 1: their disappointment, These dream lovers of theirs, these monsters of
- 5:45Speaker 1: unselfishness and devotion, these tall fair donovans and dark worshiping wanderers.
- 5:52Speaker 1: And then comes the rappel rout of us, poor human men,
- 5:55Speaker 1: damning at our breakfast, wiping pens upon our coat sleeves,
- 5:59Speaker 1: smelling of pipe, fearing our editors, and turning Euphemia's private
- 6:03Speaker 1: boxes into public copy. And they take it so steadfastly,
- 6:07Speaker 1: most of them. They never let us see the romance
- 6:10Speaker 1: we have robbed them of but turn to and make
- 6:13Speaker 1: the best of it, and us with such sweet grace.
- 6:17Speaker 1: Only now and then, as in the instance of a
- 6:20Speaker 1: flattened hat, may a cry escape them, And even then,
- 6:26Speaker 1: but a truce to reality, let us return to Disorno.
- 6:29Speaker 1: This individual does not become enamored of Gwendolen, as the
- 6:33Speaker 1: crude novel reader might anticipate. He answers her coldly, and
- 6:38Speaker 1: his eye rests the while on her tirewoman, the Sweet Margo.
- 6:43Speaker 1: Then come scenes of jealousy and love outside a castle
- 6:46Speaker 1: with heavily mullioned windows. The Sweet Margo, though she turns
- 6:52Speaker 1: out to be the daughter of a bankrupt prince, has
- 6:54Speaker 1: one characteristic of your servant all the world over. She
- 6:58Speaker 1: spends all her time looking out the way. Disorno tells
- 7:02Speaker 1: her of his love on the evening of the bullfight,
- 7:04Speaker 1: and she cheerfully promises to learn to love him. And
- 7:08Speaker 1: thereafter he spends all his days and nights spurrying his
- 7:12Speaker 1: fiery steed down the road that leads by the castle
- 7:15Speaker 1: containing the young scholar. It becomes a habit with him.
- 7:19Speaker 1: In all. He does it seventeen times in three chapters.
- 7:22Speaker 1: Then ere it is too late. He implores Margo to fly. Gwendolen,
- 7:28Speaker 1: after a fiery scene with Margo in which she calls
- 7:31Speaker 1: her a petty minion, pretty language for a young gentlewoman,
- 7:36Speaker 1: sweeps with an underable scorn from the room, never to
- 7:40Speaker 1: the reader's huge astonishment to appear in the story again,
- 7:43Speaker 1: and Margo flies with Disorno to Grenada, where the inquisition,
- 7:48Speaker 1: consisting apparently of a single monk with a blazing eye,
- 7:51Speaker 1: becomes extremely mockinatory. A certain Countess de Morno, who intends
- 7:57Speaker 1: to marry Disorno, and who has been called into the
- 8:00Speaker 1: story in a casual kind of way since the romance began,
- 8:04Speaker 1: now comes prominently forward. She has denounced Margo for heresy,
- 8:08Speaker 1: and at a masked ball, the inquisition, disguised in a
- 8:11Speaker 1: yellow Domino, succeeds in separating the young couple and in
- 8:15Speaker 1: carrying off the sweet Margo to a convent. Disorno, half destrut,
- 8:22Speaker 1: flung himself into a cab and drove to all the
- 8:24Speaker 1: hotels in Grenada. He overlooked the police station, and, failing
- 8:29Speaker 1: to find Margo, becomes mad. He goes about ejaculating mad
- 8:33Speaker 1: mad then, which nothing could be more eloquent of his
- 8:37Speaker 1: complete mental inversion. In his paroxysms. The Countess de Morno
- 8:42Speaker 1: persuades him to lead her to the altar, but on
- 8:45Speaker 1: the way, with a certain indelicacy, they go to church.
- 8:49Speaker 1: In the same conveyance. She lets slip a little secret.
- 8:52Speaker 1: So Disorno jumps out of the carriage, hurling the crowd
- 8:56Speaker 1: apart and flourishing has drawn sword clamored at the gate
- 9:00Speaker 1: of the Inquisition for Margo. The Inquisition, represented by the
- 9:04Speaker 1: fiery eyed Monk, looked over the gate at him. No doubt,
- 9:08Speaker 1: it felt extremely uncomfortable. Now. It was just at this
- 9:13Speaker 1: thrilling part that Euphemia came home and the trouble about
- 9:16Speaker 1: the flattened hat began. I never flattened her hat. It
- 9:19Speaker 1: was in the box, and so was I. But as
- 9:21Speaker 1: for deliberate flattening, it was just the thing that happened.
- 9:25Speaker 1: She should not write such interesting stories if she expects
- 9:28Speaker 1: me to go on tiptoe through the world looking about
- 9:31Speaker 1: for her hats. To have that story taken away just
- 9:34Speaker 1: at that particular moment was horrible. There was fully as
- 9:38Speaker 1: much as I had read still to come, so that
- 9:40Speaker 1: a lot happened after this duel of sword versus Fiery Eye.
- 9:44Speaker 1: I know from a sheet that came out of place,
- 9:47Speaker 1: that Margo stabbed herself with a dagger richly jeweled. But
- 9:51Speaker 1: of all that came between I have not the faintest suspicion,
- 9:55Speaker 1: that is the peculiar interest of it. At this particular moment,
- 9:59Speaker 1: the one book I want to read in all the
- 10:01Speaker 1: world is the rest of this novel of Euphemius. And
- 10:03Speaker 1: simply on the score of a new hat needed, she
- 10:06Speaker 1: keeps it back and haggles. End of Chapter four