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“Almostyouconvinceme。”hesaid,cominguptome,“againstmywill。Amarvellousinvention!Butitwilltakeyoualongtime,sir,beforeyoucanemulatethatperfectmechanism——thewingofabird。”
Helookedatmysheds。
“You’vechangedthelookofthisvalley,too。”hesaid。
“Temporarydefilements。”Iremarked,guessingwhatwasinhismind。
“Ofcourse。Thingscomeandgo。Thingscomeandgo。But——H’m。
I’vejustbeenupoverthehilltolookatMr。EdwardPonderevo’snewhouse。That——thatissomethingmorepermanent。
Amagnificentplace!——inmanyways。Imposing。I’veneversomehowbroughtmyselftogothatwaybefore。Thingsaregreatlyadvanced。Wefind——thegreatnumberofstrangersintroducedintothevillagesaboutherebytheseoperations,working-menchiefly,alittleembarrassing。Itputusout。Theybringanewspiritintotheplace;betting——ideas——allsortsofqueernotions。Ourpublicanslikeit,ofcourse。Andtheycomeandsleepinone’southouses——andmaketheplacealittleunsafeatnights。TheothermorningIcouldn’tsleep——aslightdyspepsia——andIlookedoutofthewindow。Iwasamazedtoseepeoplegoingbyonbicycles。Asilentprocession。Icountedninety-seven——inthedawn。AllgoinguptothenewroadforCrestHill。RemarkableIthoughtit。AndsoI’vebeenuptoseewhattheyweredoing。”
“Theywouldhavebeenmorethanremarkablethirtyyearsago。”I
said。
“Yes,indeed。Thingschange。Wethinknothingofitnowatall——comparatively。Andthatbighouse——“
Heraisedhiseyebrows。“Reallystupendous!Stupendous。
“Allthehillside——theoldturf——cuttoribbons!”
Hiseyesearchedmyface。“We’vegrownsoaccustomedtolookuptoLadyGrove。”hesaid,andsmiledinsearchofsympathy。“Itshiftsourcentreofgravity。”
“Thingswillreadjustthemselves。”Ilied。
Hesnatchedatthephrase。“Ofcourse。”hesaid。
“They’llreadjustthemselves——settledownagain。Must。Intheoldway。It’sboundtocomerightagain——acomfortingthought。
Yes。Afterall,LadyGroveitselfhadtobebuiltonceuponatime——was——tobeginwith——artificial。”
Hiseyereturnedtomyaeroplane。Hesoughttodismisshisgraverpreoccupations。“Ishouldthinktwice。”heremarked,“beforeItrustedmyselftothatconcern。ButIsupposeonegrowsaccustomedtothemotion。”
Hebademegoodmorningandwenthisway,bowedandthoughtful。
Hehadkeptthetruthfromhismindalongtime,butthatmorningithadforceditswaytohimwithanaspectthatbrookednodenialthatthistimeitwasnotjustchangesthatwerecominginhisworld,butthatallhisworldlayopenanddefenceless,conqueredandsurrendered,doomedsofarashecouldsee,rootandbranch,scaleandformalike,tochange。
FornearlyallthetimethatmyunclewasincubatingandhatchingCrestHillIwasbusyinalittletransversevalleybetweenthatgreatbeginningandLadyGrovewithmoreandmorecostlyandambitiousexperimentsinaerialnavigation。ThisworkwasindeedthemainsubstanceofmylifethroughallthegreattimeoftheTono-Bungaysymphony。
IhavetoldalreadyhowIcametodevotemyselftothissystemofinquiries,howinasortofdisgustwiththecommonadventureoflifeItookupthedroppedendsofmycollegestudies,takingthemupagainwithaman’sresolutioninsteadofaboy’sambition。FromthefirstIdidwellatthiswork。It——was,I
think,largelyacaseofspecialaptitude,ofapeculiarirrelevantveinoffacultyrunningthroughmymind。I