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- 0:00Speaker 1: Chapter twenty three of the House with the Green Shutters.
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- 0:20Speaker 1: with the Green Shutters by George Douglas Brown, Chapter twenty three.
- 0:27Speaker 1: Young Gurley spent that winter in Edinburgh pretty much as
- 0:31Speaker 1: he had spent the last last winter. However, it was
- 0:34Speaker 1: simply a weak need for companionship that drew him to
- 0:37Speaker 1: the house this winter. It was more, it was the
- 0:41Speaker 1: need of a formed habit that must have its wonted satisfaction.
- 0:46Speaker 1: He had a further impulse to conviviality. Now it had
- 0:49Speaker 1: become a habit that compelled him. The diversions of some
- 0:53Speaker 1: men are merely subsidiary to their lives, externals easy to
- 0:57Speaker 1: be dropped with others. They use up the man. They
- 1:01Speaker 1: usurp a life when it is never happy away from them,
- 1:04Speaker 1: When in the midst of other occupations, absent pleasures rise
- 1:08Speaker 1: vivid to the mind with an irresistible call. Young Girli's
- 1:13Speaker 1: too seeing imagination, always visioning absent delights. Combined with his
- 1:18Speaker 1: weakness of will, never gripping to the work before him,
- 1:21Speaker 1: to make him hate his lonely studies and long for
- 1:24Speaker 1: the jolly company of his friends. He never opened his
- 1:27Speaker 1: books of an evening, but he thought to himself, I
- 1:31Speaker 1: wonder what they're doing at the house to night. At
- 1:33Speaker 1: once he visualized the scene, imagined every detail, saw them
- 1:37Speaker 1: in their jovial hours, and seeing them so happy, he
- 1:40Speaker 1: longed to be with them. On that night long ago,
- 1:44Speaker 1: when his father ordered him to college, his cowardly and
- 1:47Speaker 1: too vivid mind thought of the ploys the fellows would
- 1:50Speaker 1: be having along the Barbie roads while he was mewed
- 1:53Speaker 1: up in Edinburgh. He saw the barbirollickers in his mind's eye,
- 1:57Speaker 1: and the student in his lonely rooms, and contryed them mournfully.
- 2:01Speaker 1: So now every night he saw the cozy companions in
- 2:04Speaker 1: their house and shivered at his own isolation. He felt
- 2:09Speaker 1: a tugging at his heart to be off and join them,
- 2:12Speaker 1: and his will was so weak that nine times out
- 2:15Speaker 1: of ten he made no resistance to the impulse. He
- 2:19Speaker 1: had always a feeling of depression when he must sit
- 2:21Speaker 1: down to his books. It was the start that graveled him.
- 2:25Speaker 1: He would look round his room and hate it, mutter,
- 2:28Speaker 1: damn it, I must work, and then, with a heavy sigh,
- 2:31Speaker 1: would seat himself before an outspread volume on the table,
- 2:34Speaker 1: tugging the hair on a puckered forehead. Sometimes the depression
- 2:39Speaker 1: left him when he buckled to his work, as his
- 2:41Speaker 1: mind became occupied with other things, the vision of the
- 2:44Speaker 1: house was expelled. Usually, however, the stiffness of his brains
- 2:49Speaker 1: made the reading drag heavily, and he rarely attained the
- 2:52Speaker 1: sufficing happiness of a student. Eager and engrussed. At the
- 2:56Speaker 1: end of ten minutes, he would be gaping across the
- 2:59Speaker 1: table and one what they were doing at the house?
- 3:02Speaker 1: Will Logan be singing Tam Glen or as Gillespie fiddling
- 3:06Speaker 1: Highland tunes by jing with his elbow, going at merrily, Lord,
- 3:11Speaker 1: I would like to hear miss drummondo Perth or Gray Dailist.
- 3:15Speaker 1: They might buck me up a bit. I'll just slip
- 3:18Speaker 1: out for ten minutes to see what they're doing and
- 3:20Speaker 1: be back directly. He came back at two in the morning,
- 3:25Speaker 1: staggering on a bleak spring evening. Near the end of February,
- 3:30Speaker 1: Young Gurley had gone to the house to escape the
- 3:33Speaker 1: shuddering misery of the streets. It was that treacherous spring
- 3:36Speaker 1: weather which blights only two days ago. The air had
- 3:40Speaker 1: been sluggish and balmy. Now an easterly wind nipped the
- 3:43Speaker 1: gray city naked and bare. There was light enough, with
- 3:47Speaker 1: the lengthening days, to see plainly the rawness of the world.
- 3:51Speaker 1: There were cold yellow gleams in windows fronting a lonely west.
- 3:56Speaker 1: Uncertain little puffs of wind came swirling round corners and
- 4:00Speaker 1: made dust and pieces of dirty white paper gyrate on
- 4:03Speaker 1: the roads. Prosperous old gentlemen pacing home, rotund in their
- 4:08Speaker 1: buttoned up coats, had clear drops at the end of
- 4:11Speaker 1: their noses. Sometimes they stopped their trouser's legs flapping behind
- 4:16Speaker 1: them and trumpeted loudly into red silk handkerchiefs. Young Gurli
- 4:21Speaker 1: had fled the streets. It was the kind of night
- 4:24Speaker 1: that made him cower. By eight o'clock, however, he was
- 4:28Speaker 1: merry with the barley bree and making a butt of
- 4:31Speaker 1: himself to amuse the company. He was not quick witted
- 4:35Speaker 1: enough to banter a comrade readily, nor hardy enough to
- 4:38Speaker 1: essay it unprovoked. On ella hand, his swaggering love of
- 4:42Speaker 1: notice impelled him to some form of talk that would
- 4:45Speaker 1: attract attention. So he made a point of always coming
- 4:48Speaker 1: with daft stories of things comic that befell him, at
- 4:52Speaker 1: least he said they did. But if his efforts were
- 4:55Speaker 1: greeted with too loud a roar, implying not only appreciation
- 4:58Speaker 1: of the stories, but also a contempt for the man
- 5:01Speaker 1: who could tell them of himself, his sensitive vanity was
- 5:04Speaker 1: immediately wounded, and he swelled with sulky anger, and the
- 5:08Speaker 1: moment after he would splurge and bluster to reassert his dignity.
- 5:13Speaker 1: I remember when I was a boy, he hiccuped I
- 5:16Speaker 1: had a pet goose at home. There was a titter
- 5:19Speaker 1: at the queer beginning. I was to get the price
- 5:21Speaker 1: of it for myself, And so when Christmas drew near,
- 5:24Speaker 1: I went to Old mac farlane, the poulterer in Skiin'
- 5:28Speaker 1: will you buy a goose? Said? I are ye for sale?
- 5:32Speaker 1: My man, was his answer. Armstrong flung back his head
- 5:35Speaker 1: and roared, prolonging the loud ho ho through his big
- 5:39Speaker 1: nose and open mouth. Long after the impulse to honest
- 5:42Speaker 1: laughter was exhausted, he always laughed with false loudness to
- 5:46Speaker 1: indicate his own superiority when he thought a man had
- 5:49Speaker 1: been guilty of a public silliness. The laugh was meant
- 5:52Speaker 1: to show the company how far above such folly was.
- 5:55Speaker 1: Mister Armstrong girlly scowled. Damn Armstrong, he thought, what did
- 6:01Speaker 1: he yell like that for? Does he think I didn't
- 6:03Speaker 1: see the point of the joke against myself? Would have
- 6:06Speaker 1: told it if I hadn't. This is what comes of
- 6:09Speaker 1: being sensitive. I'm always too sensitive. I felt it was
- 6:12Speaker 1: an awkward silence, and I told a story against myself
- 6:15Speaker 1: to dispel it in fun. And this is what I
- 6:18Speaker 1: get for it. Curse the big brute. He thinks I
- 6:21Speaker 1: have given myself away, But I'll show him. He was
- 6:24Speaker 1: already mellow, but he took another swig to hearten him,
- 6:27Speaker 1: as was his habit, with a damned sight. Too much
- 6:31Speaker 1: yell about your laugh, Armstrong, he said, truly enough, getting
- 6:35Speaker 1: a courage from his anger and a drink. No gentleman
- 6:38Speaker 1: laughs like that. Risu inepto raise aeneptio or nula est,
- 6:43Speaker 1: said Turmilan, who was in one of his rare visits
- 6:46Speaker 1: to the house. He was too busy and too wise
- 6:49Speaker 1: a man to frequent it greatly. Armstrong blushed and curly
- 6:54Speaker 1: grew big and brave in the backing of the great Tourmilan.
- 6:57Speaker 1: He took another swig on the strength of it, but
- 7:00Speaker 1: his resentment was still surging. When Turmillan went and the
- 7:04Speaker 1: three students were left by themselves, Gurley continued to nag
- 7:07Speaker 1: and bluster, for that blatant laugh of Armstrong's rankled in
- 7:11Speaker 1: his mind. I saw Hepburn in the street to day,
- 7:14Speaker 1: said Gillespie, by way of a diversion. Who's Hepburn, snapped Gurley.
- 7:19Speaker 1: Oh don't you remember he's the big border chap who
- 7:22Speaker 1: got into a row with old Tam on the day
- 7:24Speaker 1: you won your prize. Essy, that should surely appease the fool,
- 7:28Speaker 1: thought Gillespie. It was only for the fun of the thing.
- 7:32Speaker 1: Hepburn was at college for he has lots of money,
- 7:35Speaker 1: and here he never apologized to Tam. He said he
- 7:38Speaker 1: would go down first. It was damn right, spluttered Gurley.
- 7:42Speaker 1: Some of these profs think too much of themselves. They
- 7:45Speaker 1: wouldn't bully me. There's good stuff in the gurlies, he
- 7:49Speaker 1: went on, with a meaning, Look at Armstrong. They're not
- 7:52Speaker 1: to be scoffed. At I would stand insolence from no man,
- 7:56Speaker 1: ay Man said, Armstrong. Would you face up to a professor, wouldn't,
- 8:01Speaker 1: I said, a tipsy youth, And to you too if
- 8:03Speaker 1: you went too far. He became so quarrelsome as the
- 8:06Speaker 1: night went on that his comrades filled him up with
- 8:09Speaker 1: drink in the hope of deadening his ruffled sensibilities. It
- 8:13Speaker 1: was yes, yes, Jack, but never mind about that. Have
- 8:15Speaker 1: another drink, just to show there's no ill feeling among friends.
- 8:20Speaker 1: When they left the house, they went to Gillespie's and
- 8:22Speaker 1: drank more, and after that they roamed about the town.
- 8:26Speaker 1: At two in the morning, the other two brought Gooley
- 8:28Speaker 1: to his door. He was assuring Armstrong he was not
- 8:32Speaker 1: a gentleman. When he went to bed, the fancied insult
- 8:36Speaker 1: he had suffered swelled to monstrous proportions in his fevered brain.
- 8:40Speaker 1: Did Armstrong despise him the thoughtless poison He lay in
- 8:45Speaker 1: brooding anger, and his mind was fluent in wrathful harangues,
- 8:48Speaker 1: in some imaginary encounter of the future in which he
- 8:51Speaker 1: was a glorious victor. He flowed an eloquent scorn of
- 8:55Speaker 1: Armstrong at his ways. If I could talk like this always,
- 8:59Speaker 1: he thought what a fellow I would be. He seemed
- 9:02Speaker 1: gifted with uncanny insight into Armstrong's character. He noted every
- 9:06Speaker 1: weakness in the rushing whirl of his thoughts set him
- 9:09Speaker 1: in order. One by one, saw himself laying bare the
- 9:12Speaker 1: man with savage glee. When next they should encounter, he
- 9:16Speaker 1: would whiten the big brute's face by showing he had
- 9:19Speaker 1: probed him to the quick. Just let him laugh at
- 9:21Speaker 1: me again, thought goodly, and I'll analyze each mean quirk
- 9:25Speaker 1: of his dirty soul to him. The drink was dying
- 9:28Speaker 1: in them now, for the trio had walked for more
- 9:31Speaker 1: than an hour through the open air. When they left
- 9:33Speaker 1: Gillespie's rooms, the stupefaction of alcohol was gone, leaving his
- 9:38Speaker 1: brain morbidly alive. He was anxious to sleep, but drowsy
- 9:42Speaker 1: dullness kept away. His mind began to visualize of its
- 9:46Speaker 1: own accord, independent of his will, and one after another,
- 9:50Speaker 1: a crowd of pictures rose vivid in the darkness of
- 9:53Speaker 1: his brain. He saw them as plainly as you see
- 9:55Speaker 1: this page, but with a different clearness, for they seemed unnatural,
- 10:00Speaker 1: belonging to a morbid world. Nor did one suggest the other.
- 10:04Speaker 1: There was no connection between them. Each came vivid of
- 10:07Speaker 1: its own accord. First it was an old pit frame
- 10:11Speaker 1: on a barren moor, gaunt against the yellow west. Gurley
- 10:15Speaker 1: saw bars of iron left when the pit was abandoned,
- 10:18Speaker 1: reddened by the rain, and the mounds of rubbish, and
- 10:21Speaker 1: the scattered bricks, and the rusty clinkers from the furnace,
- 10:24Speaker 1: and the melancholy shining pools. A four wheeled old trolley
- 10:29Speaker 1: had lost two of its wheels and was tilted at
- 10:31Speaker 1: a slant, one square end of it resting on the ground.
- 10:35Speaker 1: Why do I think of an old pit, he thought, angrily,
- 10:38Speaker 1: curse it? Why can't I sleep? Next moment, he was
- 10:42Speaker 1: gazing at a ruined castle, its moldering walls mounded atop
- 10:47Speaker 1: with decaying rubble. From a loose crumb of mortar, A long,
- 10:51Speaker 1: thin film of the spider's weaving stretched, bellying away to
- 10:55Speaker 1: a tall weed waving on the crazy brink. Gurley saw
- 10:59Speaker 1: its glisten in the wind. He saw each crack in
- 11:02Speaker 1: the wall, each stain of lichen. A myriad details stamped
- 11:05Speaker 1: themselves together on his raw mind. Then a constant procession
- 11:09Speaker 1: of figures passed across the inner curtain of his closed eyes.
- 11:13Speaker 1: Each figure was cowled, but when it came directly opposite,
- 11:17Speaker 1: it turned and looked at him with a white face. Stop. Stop,
- 11:22Speaker 1: cried his mind. I don't want to think of you.
- 11:24Speaker 1: I don't want to think of you. I don't want
- 11:26Speaker 1: to think of you. Go away. But as they came
- 11:29Speaker 1: of themselves, so they went of themselves. He could not
- 11:33Speaker 1: banish them. He turned on his side, but a hundred
- 11:36Speaker 1: other pictures pursued him. From an inland hollow, he saw
- 11:40Speaker 1: the great dawn flooding up from the sea over a
- 11:43Speaker 1: sharp line of cliff, wave after wave of brilliance surging
- 11:47Speaker 1: up the heavens. The landward slope of the cliff was
- 11:50Speaker 1: gray with dew. The inland hollows full of little fields
- 11:54Speaker 1: divided by stone walls, and he could not have recalled
- 11:58Speaker 1: the fields round Barbie with half their distinctness. For a
- 12:02Speaker 1: moment they possessed his brain. Then an autumn wood rose
- 12:05Speaker 1: on his vision. He was gazing down a vista of
- 12:08Speaker 1: yellow leaves, a long, deep, slanting cleft framed in lit foliage.
- 12:14Speaker 1: Leaves leaves everywhere, yellow leaves, luminous, burning. He saw them
- 12:19Speaker 1: falling through the lucid air. The scene was as vivid
- 12:22Speaker 1: as fire to his brain, though of magic stillness. Then
- 12:27Speaker 1: the foliage changed suddenly to great serpents twined about the boughs.
- 12:31Speaker 1: Their colors were of monstrous beauty. They glistened as they moved.
- 12:36Speaker 1: He leapt in his bed with a throb of horror.
- 12:39Speaker 1: Could this be the delirium of drink? But no, He
- 12:42Speaker 1: had often had an experience like this when he was sleepless.
- 12:46Speaker 1: He had the learned description of it pat and ready
- 12:49Speaker 1: it was only automatic visualization. Damn, why couldn't he sleep?
- 12:56Speaker 1: He flung out of bed, uncorked a bottle with his teeth,
- 12:59Speaker 1: tilted it up, and gulped the gurgling fire in the darkness. Ah,
- 13:03Speaker 1: that was better. His room was already gray with the
- 13:07Speaker 1: coming dawn. He went to the window and opened it.
- 13:11Speaker 1: The town was stirring uneasily in its morning sleep. Somewhere
- 13:14Speaker 1: in the distance a train was shunting clank, clank, clank,
- 13:18Speaker 1: went the wagons. What in a cursed sound? A dray
- 13:22Speaker 1: went past the end of his street, rumbling hollowly, and
- 13:26Speaker 1: the rumble died drearily away. Then the footsteps of an
- 13:30Speaker 1: early workman going to his toil were heard in the
- 13:33Speaker 1: deserted thoroughfare. Curly looked down and saw him pass far
- 13:37Speaker 1: beneath him on the glimmering pavement. He was whistling. Why
- 13:41Speaker 1: did the fool whistle? What had he got to whistle about?
- 13:45Speaker 1: It was unnatural that one man should go whistling to
- 13:47Speaker 1: his work when another had not been able to sleep
- 13:50Speaker 1: the whole night long. He took another vast glut of whiskey,
- 13:54Speaker 1: and the moment after was dead to the world. He
- 13:57Speaker 1: was awakened at eight o'clock by a monstrous hammering on
- 14:00Speaker 1: his door. By the excessive loudness of the first knock
- 14:04Speaker 1: he heard. On returning to consciousness, he knew that his
- 14:06Speaker 1: landlady had lost her temper in trying to get him up.
- 14:10Speaker 1: Erey could shout she had thumped again. He stared at
- 14:14Speaker 1: the ceiling in sullen misery. The middle of his tongue
- 14:17Speaker 1: was as dry as bark. For his breakfast there were
- 14:20Speaker 1: thick slabs of rancid bacon, from the top of which
- 14:23Speaker 1: two yellow eggs had spewed themselves away among the cold gravy.
- 14:28Speaker 1: His gorge rose at them. He nibbled a piece of
- 14:32Speaker 1: dry bread and drained the teapot. Then, shouldering into his greatcoat,
- 14:36Speaker 1: he tramped off to the university. It was a wretched morning.
- 14:41Speaker 1: The wind had veered once more, and a cold drizzle
- 14:44Speaker 1: of rain was falling through a yellow fog. The reflections
- 14:47Speaker 1: of the street lamps and the sloppy pavement went down
- 14:50Speaker 1: through spiral gleams to an infinite depth of misery. Young
- 14:54Speaker 1: Girl's brain was aching from his last night's debotch, and
- 14:58Speaker 1: his body was weakened with the water want both of
- 15:00Speaker 1: sleep and food. The cold, yellow mist chilled him to
- 15:04Speaker 1: the bone. What a fool I was to get drunk
- 15:07Speaker 1: last night? He thought? Why am I here? Why am
- 15:10Speaker 1: I trudging through mud and misery to the university? What
- 15:14Speaker 1: has it all got to do with me? Oh? What
- 15:17Speaker 1: a fool I am? What a fool? Drown dull, care,
- 15:22Speaker 1: said the devil in his ear. He took a sixpence
- 15:25Speaker 1: from his trouser's pocket and looked down at the white
- 15:28Speaker 1: bit of money in his hand till it was wet
- 15:30Speaker 1: with the falling rain. Then he went into a flashy tavern, and,
- 15:34Speaker 1: standing by a sloppy bar, drank sixpenny worth of cheap whisky.
- 15:39Speaker 1: It went to his head at once. Owing to his
- 15:42Speaker 1: want of food, and with a dull, warm feeling in
- 15:45Speaker 1: his body, he lurched off to his first lecture for
- 15:47Speaker 1: the day. His outlook in the world had changed. The
- 15:51Speaker 1: fog was now a comfortable yellowness. Freedom and whiskey gang together,
- 15:57Speaker 1: tack half your dram He quoted to his own mind.
- 16:01Speaker 1: That stuff did me good. Whisky's the boy to fettle you.
- 16:06Speaker 1: He was in his element the moment he entered the classroom.
- 16:09Speaker 1: It was a bear garden. The most moral individual has
- 16:12Speaker 1: his days of perversity when a malign fate compels him
- 16:15Speaker 1: to show the worst he has in him. A Scottish
- 16:18Speaker 1: university class, which is many most moral individuals, has a
- 16:23Speaker 1: similar eruptive tendency. When it gets into the hands of
- 16:26Speaker 1: a weak professor. It will behave well enough for a fortnight.
- 16:30Speaker 1: Then a morning comes when nothing can control it. This
- 16:34Speaker 1: was a morning of the kind. The lecturer, who was
- 16:38Speaker 1: an able man but a weakling, had begun by apologizing
- 16:41Speaker 1: for the condition of his voice on the ground that
- 16:44Speaker 1: he had a bad cold. Instantly every man in the
- 16:47Speaker 1: class was blowing his nose. One fellow of a most
- 16:51Speaker 1: portentous snout who could trumpet like an elephant, with a
- 16:55Speaker 1: last triumphant snort, sent his handkerchief across the room when cold,
- 17:00Speaker 1: to account for his conduct. Really, sir, he said, erroom bad, cold,
- 17:06Speaker 1: Up rose a universal sneeze. Then the roughing began, to
- 17:10Speaker 1: the tune of John Brown's Body Lies a moldering in
- 17:13Speaker 1: the grave, which no man seemed to sing, but every
- 17:16Speaker 1: man could hear. They were playing the tune with their feet.
- 17:21Speaker 1: The lecturer glared with white repugnance at his tormentors. Young
- 17:25Speaker 1: Gurli flung himself heart and soul into the cruel baiting.
- 17:29Speaker 1: It was partly from his usual love of showing off,
- 17:32Speaker 1: partly from the drink still seething within him, but largely
- 17:36Speaker 1: also as a reaction from his morning's misery. This was
- 17:39Speaker 1: another way of drowning reflection, the morbidly gloomy one moment
- 17:44Speaker 1: often shout madly on the next. At last, the lecturer
- 17:48Speaker 1: plunged wildly at the door and flung it open. Go.
- 17:51Speaker 1: He shrieked and pointed in superb dismissal. A hundred and
- 17:56Speaker 1: fifty barbarians sat where they were and laughed at him,
- 17:59Speaker 1: And he must needs come back to the platform with
- 18:02Speaker 1: a baffled and vindictive glower. He was just turning, as
- 18:06Speaker 1: it chanced, when young Gurley put his hands to his
- 18:09Speaker 1: mouth and bellowed, cock a doodle doo. Ere the roar
- 18:13Speaker 1: could swell. The lecturer had leaped to the front of
- 18:16Speaker 1: the rostrum with flaming eyes. Mister Gurley, he screamed, furiously,
- 18:21Speaker 1: You there, sir, you will apologize humbly to me for
- 18:24Speaker 1: this outrage at the end of the hour. There was
- 18:26Speaker 1: a womanish shrillness in the scream, a kind of hysteria
- 18:30Speaker 1: on the stretch that contrasted with his big threat. Might
- 18:34Speaker 1: have provoked him at other times to a roar of laughter,
- 18:38Speaker 1: but there was a sincerity in his rage to day
- 18:40Speaker 1: that rose above its faults of manner, and an immediate
- 18:43Speaker 1: silence took the room the more impressive for the former noise.
- 18:48Speaker 1: Every eye turned to Gurley. He sat gaping at the lecturer.
- 18:53Speaker 1: If he had been swept to the anteroom there and then,
- 18:56Speaker 1: he would have been cowed by the suddenness of his
- 18:58Speaker 1: own change from a loud tormentor in the company of
- 19:01Speaker 1: others to a silent culprit in a room alone, and
- 19:05Speaker 1: apologies would have been ready to tumble out while he
- 19:07Speaker 1: was thus loosened by surprise and fear. Unluckily, he had
- 19:12Speaker 1: time to think, and the longer he thought, the more
- 19:14Speaker 1: sullen he became. It was only an accident that led
- 19:18Speaker 1: to his discovery while the rest escaped, and that the
- 19:21Speaker 1: others should escape when they were just as much to
- 19:24Speaker 1: blame as he was, was an injustice that made him furious.
- 19:28Speaker 1: His anger was equally divided between the cursed mischance itself,
- 19:33Speaker 1: the teacher who had jumped on him so suddenly, and
- 19:36Speaker 1: the other rowdies who'd escaped to laugh at his discomfiture.
- 19:40Speaker 1: He had the same burning resentment to them all. When
- 19:43Speaker 1: he thought of his chuckling fellow students, they seemed to
- 19:46Speaker 1: engross his rage. When he thought of the mishap, he
- 19:49Speaker 1: damned it and nothing else. When he thought of the lecturer,
- 19:52Speaker 1: he felt he had no rage to fling away upon others.
- 19:56Speaker 1: The snuffler took it all. As his mind shot backwards
- 19:59Speaker 1: and forwards in an angry gloom, it suddenly encountered the
- 20:03Speaker 1: image of his father, not a professor of the lot,
- 20:06Speaker 1: he reflected, could stand a look of black girly, and
- 20:09Speaker 1: he wouldn't knuckle under either, so he wouldn't he came
- 20:13Speaker 1: of a hardy stalk, he would show them he wasn't
- 20:16Speaker 1: going to look dirt for any man. Let him punish
- 20:19Speaker 1: all our nune, For they had all been kicking up
- 20:21Speaker 1: a row. Why Big Cunningham had been braying like an
- 20:24Speaker 1: ass only a minute before he spied Armstrong and Gillespie
- 20:28Speaker 1: glinting across at him with a curious look. They were
- 20:31Speaker 1: wondering whether he had courage enough to stand to his
- 20:34Speaker 1: guns with a professor. He knew the meaning of the look,
- 20:37Speaker 1: and resented it. He was on his metal before them.
- 20:40Speaker 1: It seemed the fellow who had swaggered at the house
- 20:43Speaker 1: last night about what he would do if a professor
- 20:46Speaker 1: jumped on him mustn't prove wanting in the present trial,
- 20:49Speaker 1: beneath the eyes of those in whom he had imposed
- 20:52Speaker 1: his latency. When we think of what Gurley did that day,
- 20:55Speaker 1: we must remember that he was soaked in alcohol, not
- 20:58Speaker 1: merely with his mornings put in, but with the dregs
- 21:01Speaker 1: of previous carousals and the dregs of drink. A thorough
- 21:05Speaker 1: toper will tell you never leave him he is drunk
- 21:09Speaker 1: on Monday, with his saturday's debatch, as Truck and Wabster
- 21:12Speaker 1: of Barbie put at once, when a body's hard up,
- 21:15Speaker 1: his breaths a consolation. If that be so, And Wabster remember,
- 21:20Speaker 1: was an expert whose opinion on this matter is entitled
- 21:23Speaker 1: to the highest credence. If that be so, it proves
- 21:26Speaker 1: the strength and persistence of a thorough alcoholic impregnation, or,
- 21:30Speaker 1: as Webster called it, of a good soak. In young
- 21:35Speaker 1: Girley's case, At any rate, the impregnation was enduring and complete.
- 21:39Speaker 1: He was like a rag steeped in fusel oil. As
- 21:43Speaker 1: the end of the hour drew near, he sank deeper
- 21:46Speaker 1: in his dogged sullenness. When the class streamed from the
- 21:49Speaker 1: large door on the right, he turned aside to the
- 21:52Speaker 1: little anteroom on the left with an insolent swing of
- 21:55Speaker 1: the shoulders. He knew the fellows were watching him curiously.
- 21:59Speaker 1: He felt their eyes upon his back, and therefore as
- 22:02Speaker 1: he went through the little door, he stood for a
- 22:04Speaker 1: moment on his right foot and waggled his left on
- 22:07Speaker 1: a level with his hit behind, in a vulgar derision
- 22:10Speaker 1: of them, the professor, and the whole situation that was
- 22:14Speaker 1: a fine taunt. Flung back at them. There is nothing
- 22:17Speaker 1: on earth more vindictive than a weakling. When he gets
- 22:21Speaker 1: a chance, he takes revenge for everything his past cowardice
- 22:24Speaker 1: forced him to endure. The timid lecturer, angry at the
- 22:28Speaker 1: poor figure he had cut on the platform, was glad
- 22:31Speaker 1: to take it out of young Gurley for the wrongdoing
- 22:33Speaker 1: of the class. Gurley was their scapegoat. The lecturer had
- 22:38Speaker 1: no longer over a hundred men to deal with, but
- 22:41Speaker 1: one lout, only sullen yet shrinking in the room before him.
- 22:45Speaker 1: Instead of coming to the point at once, he played
- 22:48Speaker 1: with his victim. It was less from intentional cruelty than
- 22:52Speaker 1: from an instinctive desire to recover his lost feeling of superiority.
- 22:57Speaker 1: The class was his master, but here was one of
- 23:00Speaker 1: them he could cow at any rate, well, he asked,
- 23:04Speaker 1: bringing his thin finger tips together and flinging one thigh
- 23:08Speaker 1: across the other. Gurley shuffled his feet uneasily. Yes, inquired
- 23:14Speaker 1: the other, enjoying his discomfiture. Gurly, Lord, what a gait
- 23:19Speaker 1: was this to gang on? Why couldn't he let a
- 23:21Speaker 1: blatter out of his thin mouth? And he done it?
- 23:25Speaker 1: I'm waiting, said the lecturer, the words I apologize rosen Gurly,
- 23:32Speaker 1: but refused to pass his throat. No, he wouldn't, so
- 23:35Speaker 1: he wouldn't, you would see, the lecturer. Far enough there
- 23:38Speaker 1: he gave an apology before it was expressly required. Oh
- 23:42Speaker 1: that's the line you go on, is it? Said the lecturer,
- 23:45Speaker 1: nodding his head as if he had sized up a
- 23:47Speaker 1: curious animal. I see, I see you add contumacy to insolence,
- 23:52Speaker 1: do you? Humph? Gurley was not quite sure what concumussy meant,
- 23:58Speaker 1: and the uncertainty added to anger. There were others making
- 24:02Speaker 1: a noise besides me, he blurted. I don't see why
- 24:05Speaker 1: I should be blamed for it all. Oh you don't
- 24:08Speaker 1: see why you should be had up? Indeed, I think
- 24:11Speaker 1: I'll bring you to a different conclusion. Yes, I think so. Gurley,
- 24:16Speaker 1: being forced to stand always on the one spot, felt
- 24:19Speaker 1: himself swaying in a drunken stupor. He blinked at the
- 24:22Speaker 1: lecturer like an angry owl, the blinking regard of a
- 24:25Speaker 1: sodden mind, yet fiery with a spiteful rage. His wrath
- 24:30Speaker 1: was rising and falling like a quick tide. He would
- 24:33Speaker 1: have liked, one moment to give a rain to the
- 24:35Speaker 1: Gurly temper and let the lecturer have it hot and strong.
- 24:39Speaker 1: The next he was quivering in a cowardly horror of
- 24:42Speaker 1: the desperate attempt he had so nearly made. Curses tormentor
- 24:47Speaker 1: why did he keep him here when his head was
- 24:49Speaker 1: aching so badly? Another taunt was enough to spring his
- 24:53Speaker 1: drunken rage. I wonder what you think you came to
- 24:56Speaker 1: college for, said the lecturer. I have been looking at
- 24:59Speaker 1: your wreckord in the class. They are the worst I
- 25:02Speaker 1: ever saw, and you are not content with that. It
- 25:04Speaker 1: seems you add misbehavior to gross stupidity, to hellway ah,
- 25:10Speaker 1: said Gourli. There was a feeling in the room, as
- 25:13Speaker 1: if the air was stunned. The silence throbbed. The lecturer,
- 25:18Speaker 1: who had risen, sat down suddenly, as if going at
- 25:22Speaker 1: the knees, and went white about the gills. Some men
- 25:26Speaker 1: would have swept the ruffian with a burst of generous wrath,
- 25:29Speaker 1: a few might have pitied in their anger. But this
- 25:32Speaker 1: young Solomon was thin and acid, a vindictive rat, unable
- 25:37Speaker 1: to cow the insolent in present and full bloodied rage,
- 25:40Speaker 1: he fell to thinking of the great machine he might
- 25:43Speaker 1: set in motion to destroy him. As he sat there
- 25:46Speaker 1: in silence, his eyes grew ferrity, and a sleek revenge
- 25:50Speaker 1: peeped from the corners of his mouth. I'll show him
- 25:54Speaker 1: what I'll do to him. For this is a translation
- 25:57Speaker 1: of his thought. He was thinking, with great satisfaction to
- 26:01Speaker 1: himself of how the Senatus would deal with young Gurley.
- 26:06Speaker 1: Gurley grew weak with fear the moment the words escaped him.
- 26:11Speaker 1: They had been a thunderclap to his own ears. He
- 26:14Speaker 1: had been thinking them, but as he pleaded far within
- 26:17Speaker 1: him now, had never meant to utter them. They had
- 26:20Speaker 1: been mere spume off the surge of cowardly wrath seizing
- 26:23Speaker 1: up within him, longing to burst, but afraid it was
- 26:27Speaker 1: a taunt of stupidity, that fire has drunken vanity to
- 26:30Speaker 1: blurt them forth. The lecturer eyed him sideways, where he
- 26:34Speaker 1: shrank in fear. You may go, he said, at last,
- 26:38Speaker 1: I will report your conduct to the university. Gurley was
- 26:43Speaker 1: sitting alone in his room when he heard that he
- 26:45Speaker 1: had been expelled. For many days he had drunk to
- 26:49Speaker 1: deaden fear, but he was sober now, being newly out
- 26:52Speaker 1: of bed. A dreary ray of sunshine came through the
- 26:55Speaker 1: window and fell on a wisp of flame blinking in
- 26:58Speaker 1: the grate. As Gurli sat his eyes fixed dully on
- 27:03Speaker 1: the faded ray, a flash of intuition laid his character
- 27:06Speaker 1: bear to him. He read himself ruthlessly. It was not
- 27:11Speaker 1: by conscious effort. Insight was uncanny and apart from will.
- 27:15Speaker 1: He saw that blatancy had joined with weakness, morbidity with
- 27:19Speaker 1: want of brains, and that the results of these, converging
- 27:23Speaker 1: to a point, had produced the present issue. His expulsion,
- 27:27Speaker 1: his mind recognized how logical a issue was. Assenting wearily
- 27:32Speaker 1: as to a problem proved, given those qualities in those circumstances,
- 27:37Speaker 1: what else could have happened? And such a weakling, as
- 27:40Speaker 1: he knew himself to be, could never, he thought, make
- 27:43Speaker 1: effort sufficient to alter his qualities. A sense of fatalism
- 27:48Speaker 1: came over him, as of one doomed. He bowed his
- 27:52Speaker 1: head and let his arms fall by the sides of
- 27:54Speaker 1: his chair, dropping him like a spent swimmer, ready to sink.
- 27:58Speaker 1: The sudden revelation of himself to himself had taken the
- 28:02Speaker 1: heart out of him. I'm a waster, he said, aghast,
- 28:06Speaker 1: And then at the sound of his own voice, a
- 28:08Speaker 1: fear came over him. The fear of his own nature,
- 28:11Speaker 1: and he started to his feet and strode feverishly, as
- 28:15Speaker 1: if by mere locomotion, to escape from his clinging and
- 28:18Speaker 1: adherent till it was as if he were trying to
- 28:21Speaker 1: run away from himself. He faced round at the mirror
- 28:25Speaker 1: on his mantle and looked at his own image with
- 28:27Speaker 1: staring and startled eyes, his mouth open, the breath coming
- 28:31Speaker 1: hard through his nostrils. You're a guy, Ilaine, he said, Yer,
- 28:36Speaker 1: a guy Ilaine. My God, where have you landed yourself?
- 28:40Speaker 1: He went out to escape from his thoughts. Instinctively, he
- 28:44Speaker 1: turned to the house for consolation. With the panic despair
- 28:48Speaker 1: of the week, he abandoned hope of his character at
- 28:51Speaker 1: its first collapse and plunged into a wild debauch to
- 28:55Speaker 1: avoid reflecting where it would lead him in the end.
- 28:58Speaker 1: But he had a more definite reason and for prolonging
- 29:00Speaker 1: his bout in Edinburgh. He was afraid to go home
- 29:03Speaker 1: and meet his father. He shrank in visioning fear before
- 29:07Speaker 1: the door, face loaded with scorn that would swing round
- 29:11Speaker 1: to meet him as he entered through the door. Though
- 29:13Speaker 1: he swore every night in his cups that he would
- 29:16Speaker 1: square up to the governor the burn so he would
- 29:19Speaker 1: always when the cold light came, fear of the interview
- 29:22Speaker 1: drove him to his cups again. His courage zigzagged, as
- 29:26Speaker 1: it always did. One moment he tured in imagination, the
- 29:29Speaker 1: next he groveled in fear. Sometimes, when he was fired
- 29:34Speaker 1: with whiskey, another element entered into his mood, no less big,
- 29:37Speaker 1: with destruction. It was all his father's fault for sending
- 29:41Speaker 1: him to Edinburgh, and no matter what happened, it would
- 29:44Speaker 1: serve the old fellow right. He had a kind of
- 29:47Speaker 1: fierce satisfaction in his own ruin, because his ruin would
- 29:51Speaker 1: show them at home what a mistake they had made
- 29:53Speaker 1: in sending him to college. It was the old man's
- 29:56Speaker 1: tyranny in forcing him to college that had brought all
- 29:59Speaker 1: this on his min miserable head. Well, he was damned glad,
- 30:03Speaker 1: so he was, that they should be punished at home
- 30:05Speaker 1: for their own foolish scheme. It had punished him enough
- 30:09Speaker 1: for one and then he would set his mouth insolent
- 30:13Speaker 1: and hard, and drink the more fiercely, finding a consolation
- 30:16Speaker 1: in the thought that his tyrannical father would suffer through
- 30:19Speaker 1: his degradation too. At last, he must go home. He
- 30:24Speaker 1: drifted to the station aimlessly. He had ceased to be
- 30:27Speaker 1: self determined. His compartment happened to be empty, so free
- 30:32Speaker 1: to behave as he liked. He yelled music hall snatches
- 30:35Speaker 1: in a tuneless voice, hammering with his feet on the
- 30:38Speaker 1: wooden floor. The noise pleased his sodden mind, which had
- 30:43Speaker 1: narrowed to a comfortable stupor, outside of which his troubles
- 30:46Speaker 1: seemed to lie, as if they belonged not to him,
- 30:49Speaker 1: but to somebody else with the same sodden interest. He
- 30:53Speaker 1: was staring through the window at one of the little
- 30:56Speaker 1: stations on the line when a boy, pointing said flat
- 31:00Speaker 1: white nose, and Gurley laughed uproariously, adding at the end,
- 31:05Speaker 1: he's a clever cheel that my nose would look flat
- 31:09Speaker 1: and white against the pane. But this outbreak of mirth
- 31:12Speaker 1: seemed to break in on his comfortable vagueness. It roused
- 31:15Speaker 1: him by a kind of reaction to think of home
- 31:18Speaker 1: and of what his father would say. A minute after
- 31:21Speaker 1: he had been laughing so madly, he was staring sullenly
- 31:24Speaker 1: in front of him. Well, it didn't matter. It was
- 31:27Speaker 1: all the old fellow's fault, and he wasn't going to
- 31:30Speaker 1: stand any of his jaw. None of your jaw, John Gurley,
- 31:33Speaker 1: he said, nodding his head viciously and thrusting out his
- 31:37Speaker 1: clenched fist. None of yer jaw, d'ye hear. He crept
- 31:41Speaker 1: into Barbie through the dusk. It had been market day,
- 31:45Speaker 1: and knots of people were still about the streets. Gurley
- 31:49Speaker 1: stole softly through the shadows and turned his coat collar
- 31:52Speaker 1: high about his ears. He nearly ran into two men
- 31:55Speaker 1: who were talking apart, and his heart stopped dead at
- 31:58Speaker 1: their words. No, no, mister Gourley, said one of them.
- 32:02Speaker 1: It's quite impossible. I'm not unwilling to oblind sheep, and
- 32:05Speaker 1: I cannot take the risk. John heard the mumble of
- 32:09Speaker 1: his father's voice. Well, said the other reluctantly. If ye
- 32:13Speaker 1: get the Baker and Tam Wiley for security, I'll be
- 32:16Speaker 1: on the street for another half hour. Another half hour,
- 32:20Speaker 1: thought John, with relief. He would not have to face
- 32:23Speaker 1: his father the moment he went in. He would be
- 32:25Speaker 1: able to get home before him. He crept on through
- 32:29Speaker 1: the gloaming to the house with the green shutters. End
- 32:36Speaker 1: of Chapter twenty three.