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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

As
he lay upon his fevered pillow, drinking a tisane prepared by his
anxious mamma, he understood the inner beauty of settling down--for
the old, and white-haired age, still intent upon having its fling,
appeared to him so truly pitiable and disgusting that he could almost
have wept for Emilio had he not feared to make himself more feverish
by such an act of enlightened friendship.
And the sense and appreciation of the true morality, ravishing in its
utter novelty for the young barbarian, was cherished by the Marchesino
until he began almost to swell with virtue, and to start on stilts to
heaven, big with the message that wickedness was for the young and
must not be meddled with by any one over thirty--the age at which,
till now, he had always proposed to himself to marry some rich girl
and settle down to the rigid asceticism of Neapolitan wedded life.
And as the Marchesino had lain in bed tingling with morality, so did
he get up and issue forth to the world, and even set sail upon the
following day for the island.


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