The Age of Innocence eBook

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“Culture!  Yes—­if we had it!  But there are just a few little local patches, dying out here and there for lack of—­well, hoeing and cross-fertilising:  the last remnants of the old European tradition that your forebears brought with them.  But you’re in a pitiful little minority:  you’ve got no centre, no competition, no audience.  You’re like the pictures on the walls of a deserted house:  `The Portrait of a Gentleman.’  You’ll never amount to anything, any of you, till you roll up your sleeves and get right down into the muck.  That, or emigrate . . .  God!  If I could emigrate . . .”

Archer mentally shrugged his shoulders and turned the conversation back to books, where Winsett, if uncertain, was always interesting.  Emigrate!  As if a gentleman could abandon his own country!  One could no more do that than one could roll up one’s sleeves and go down into the muck.  A gentleman simply stayed at home and abstained.  But you couldn’t make a man like Winsett see that; and that was why the New York of literary clubs and exotic restaurants, though a first shake made it seem more of a kaleidoscope, turned out, in the end, to be a smaller box, with a more monotonous pattern, than the assembled atoms of Fifth Avenue.

The next morning Archer scoured the town in vain for more yellow roses.  In consequence of this search he arrived late at the office, perceived that his doing so made no difference whatever to any one, and was filled with sudden exasperation at the elaborate futility of his life.  Why should he not be, at that moment, on the sands of St. Augustine with May Welland?  No one was deceived by his pretense of professional activity.  In old-fashioned legal firms like that of which Mr. Letterblair was the head, and which were mainly engaged in the management of large estates and “conservative” investments, there were always two or three young men, fairly well-off, and without professional ambition, who, for a certain number of hours of each day, sat at their desks accomplishing trivial tasks, or simply reading the newspapers.  Though it was supposed to be proper for them to have an occupation, the crude fact of money-making was still regarded as derogatory, and the law, being a profession, was accounted a more gentlemanly pursuit than business.  But none of these young men had much hope of really advancing in his profession, or any earnest desire to do so; and over many of them the green mould of the perfunctory was already perceptibly spreading.

It made Archer shiver to think that it might be spreading over him too.  He had, to be sure, other tastes and interests; he spent his vacations in European travel, cultivated the “clever people” May spoke of, and generally tried to “keep up,” as he had somewhat wistfully put it to Madame Olenska.  But once he was married, what would become of this narrow margin of life in which his real experiences were lived?  He had seen enough of other young men who had dreamed his dream, though perhaps less ardently, and who had gradually sunk into the placid and luxurious routine of their elders.

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