Mr. Britling Sees It Through eBook

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Section 9

After the departure of Mr. Direck things international began to move forward with great rapidity.  It was exactly as if his American deliberation had hitherto kept things waiting.  Before his postcard from Rotterdam reached the Dower House Austria had sent an ultimatum to Serbia, and before Cecily had got the letter he wrote her from Cologne, a letter in that curiously unformed handwriting the stenographer and the typewriter are making an American characteristic, Russia was mobilising, and the vast prospect of a European war had opened like the rolling up of a curtain on which the interests of the former week had been but a trivial embroidery.  So insistent was this reality that revealed itself that even the shooting of the Dublin people after the gun-running of Howth was dwarfed to unimportance.  The mind of Mr. Britling came round from its restless wanderings to a more and more intent contemplation of the hurrying storm-clouds that swept out of nothingness to blacken all his sky.  He watched it, he watched amazed and incredulous, he watched this contradiction of all his reiterated confessions of faith in German sanity and pacifism, he watched it with all that was impersonal in his being, and meanwhile his personal life ran in a continually deeper and narrower channel as his intelligence was withdrawn from it.

Never had the double refraction of his mind been more clearly defined.  On the one hand the Britling of the disinterested intelligence saw the habitual peace of the world vanish as the daylight vanishes when a shutter falls over the window of a cell; and on the other the Britling of the private life saw all the pleasant comfort of his relations with Mrs. Harrowdean disappearing in a perplexing irrational quarrel.  He did not want to lose Mrs. Harrowdean; he contemplated their breach with a profound and profoundly selfish dismay.  It seemed the wanton termination of an arrangement of which he was only beginning to perceive the extreme and irreplaceable satisfactoriness.

It wasn’t that he was in love with her.  He knew almost as clearly as though he had told himself as much that he was not.  But then, on the other hand, it was equally manifest in its subdued and ignored way that as a matter of fact she was hardly more in love with him.  What constituted the satisfactoriness of the whole affair was its essential unlovingness and friendly want of emotion.  It left their minds free to play with all the terms and methods of love without distress.  She could summon tears and delights as one summons servants, and he could act his part as lover with no sense of lost control.  They supplied in each other’s lives a long-felt want—­if only, that is, she could control her curious aptitude for jealousy and the sexual impulse to vex.  There, he felt, she broke the convention of their relations and brought in serious realities, and this little rift it was that had widened to a now considerable breach.  He knew that in every sane moment she dreaded and wished to heal that breach as much as he did.  But the deep simplicities of the instincts they had tacitly agreed to bridge over washed the piers of their reconciliation away.

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