"I suppose you thought it a queer document--that letter I wrote you."
"I thought it characteristic," said Longueville smiling.
"Is n't that the same thing?"
"Not in the least. I have never thought you a man of oddities." Gordon
stood there looking at him with a serious eye, half appealing, half
questioning; but at these last words he glanced away. Even a very modest
man may wince a little at hearing himself denied the distinction of a
few variations from the common type. Longueville made this reflection,
and it struck him, also, that his companion was in a graver mood than he
had expected; though why, after all, should he have been in a state of
exhilaration? "Your letter was a very natural, interesting one," Bernard
added.
"Well, you see," said Gordon, facing his companion again, "I have been a
good deal preoccupied."
"Obviously, my dear fellow!"
"I want very much to marry."
"It 's a capital idea," said Longueville.
"I think almost as well of it," his friend declared, "as if I had
invented it. It has struck me for the first time."
These words were uttered with a mild simplicity which provoked
Longueville to violent laughter.
"My dear fellow," he exclaimed, "you have, after all, your little
oddities.
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