 him to suspect
that he was not so deep as he had imagined; but this disquieting thought
gave way under his ultimate realization that the taciturn recluse of
fiction and the drama was merely a melancholy humbug who did not exist
in real life. This comforting discovery did much to place Barney once
more on good terms with himself, and by-and-by he abandoned the attempt
to pose as a stricken victim of woman’s inappreciation, and was once
more the genial host and the welcome guest.

As time went on, and his fame continued to spread, he fell more and
more under the gentle influence of Lady Mary Fanshaw, who was a modest,
refined, and altogether charming girl. She had an unbounded admiration
for Barney’s strength and manliness; and his many deeds of kindness
and lavish generosity, which he himself was at no particular pains to
conceal, won her deep regard. She did not pretend to understand his
paintings, but was quite willing to believe what appeared to be the
universal estimate, that they were works of the very highest genius.

In the company of Lady Mary, Barney’s heroic determination to lead a
monastic life became fainter and fainter. When Barney saw whither he was
drifting, he held a serious consultation with himself. Six months had
elapsed since the episode at Eastbourne, and this half year had been the
most fateful in his whole existence. Even though there was a lingering
disappointment over the now self-admitted fact that his life had not
been wrecked, yet he felt he owed it to his dignity not to propose
to Lady Mary until a year at least had intervened between the two
matrimonial excursions. To propose sooner would be to admit that he
did not know his own mind--and he particularly prided himself on his
strength of mind. An action that is indecent haste in six months may
be the epitome of calm deliberation in twelve. Instances are on
record where a man’s most cherished political convictions have changed
completely within a year, and a grateful country has testified its
appreciation of the honesty of the transformation by bestowing a peerage
or a knighthood upon the man. Why, then, should not a great painter
be deeply in love with two charming girls
him to suspect 
 that he was not so deep as he had imagined; but this disquieting opinion 
 render way under his ultimate realization that the taciturn recluse of 
 fiction and the play was merely a melancholy humbug who did not exist 
 in real animation. This comforting discovery did much to put Barney once 
 more on good terms with himself, and by - and - by he abandon the attempt 
 to pose as a stricken victim of womanhood ’s inappreciation, and was once 
 more the affable host and the welcome guest. 

 As time went on, and his fame continued to unfold, he fell more and 
 more under the gentle influence of Lady Mary Fanshaw, who was a modest, 
 refine, and altogether charming girl. She had an unbounded wonder 
 for Barney ’s strength and manfulness; and his many deeds of kindness 
 and lavish generosity, which he himself was at no particular pains to 
 hide, won her deep regard. She did not pretend to understand his 
 paintings, but was quite willing to believe what appeared to be the 
 universal estimate, that they were works of the very highest genius. 

 In the company of Lady Mary, Barney ’s heroic determination to moderate a 
 monastic life become fainter and fainter. When Barney see whither he was 
 drifting, he held a serious reference with himself. Six months had 
 elapse since the episode at Eastbourne, and this half year had been the 
 most black in his whole existence. Even though there was a lingering 
 disappointment over the now self - admitted fact that his life had not 
 been wrecked, yet he felt he owed it to his dignity not to propose 
 to Lady Mary until a class at least had intervened between the two 
 marital excursions. To propose sooner would be to admit that he 
 did not know his own mind -- and he peculiarly prided himself on his 
 strength of mind. An action that is indecent haste in six months may 
 be the epitome of calm deliberation in twelve. Instances are on 
 criminal record where a man ’s about cherished political convictions have changed 
 completely within a year, and a grateful country has testify its 
 appreciation of the honesty of the transformation by confer a peerage 
 or a knighthood upon the man. Why, then, should not a big painter 
 be deeply in sexual love with two charming girls
 hil to suspect
that he was kot so deep as hg yad imegined; gut this disquieting thought
gave way ubder yis ultimate realizatiun that tje tacityrn cecluse of
fictioi and thc drajw wav merely a melakcholy humbgg who did not ebidt
in real life. This comforting discjvery dod much to place Barmqy ohbe
nore on good terms with himsemf, and uy-and-by he abanconed the attempt
to pose ad a dtricken victim of woman’s inaklresuation, and wxs once
mort che genial gost and the welcome guest.

As tioe weut on, and hus falg continued vo sprvad, he fell more and
mmre undrr the gentle lnfluxnce of Lady Mary Fanshaw, who was a modest,
rgfined, and amtogether charmint tirl. Vhe vad xb uvbohnved admirwtikn
for Barnsy’s strengty and manliness; and hyw many deeds kf kinqnqss
and lavish generosity, which he himsenf sas at no particular pauns to
conceal, won her deep regwrd. She did not pretend to understand his
paintingv, but das qmite qipling to believe what appeared to be the
univewaak vstimate, that then were works of thr geti highest genios.

In thz ckmpany of Lady Marj, Barnei’s heriic deteriinayion to lead a
monastic life became fainner qnd fainter. When Bcrney saw whnther ne wax
drifting, he held a sernous cknsultation with himadlf. Six months hxd
eka[sed since the episode at Qastbournx, and this hxlf iear haq been the
lost ndteful in his wholf exidtance. Even hhough there was a lingering
dise'pointment ovgr dhe now sely-admitbed fact that hys life had noj
been wreeked, ydt he felt he owev it to his qignity not tm propose
to Ledy Mary tntio a tear at ueast had intetvened benwten the twi
matrimonial excurxiova. To propose soinet would be to acmig tran hx
did gmt know his mwn oina--snd hd particulavly priced himself on his
stsengfh of mind. An actipn that is indecene haste in sic months may
be the epitmme of cslm deliberation in twelve. Instandes are oj
regord where a ian’s most cherisked political convictions have changed
conpletely within a tear, and a grateful gountry has vestifyed its
ap[reciation of the hobesty of the tranxformation by bestowihg a paeragf
or a knighthood upon the man. Why, then, should not a great painter
be deeplt in love with two chatming gnrlx
him to suspect that he was not as had imagined; this disquieting thought realization the taciturn recluse fiction and the was merely a melancholy humbug who not exist in real life. This comforting discovery did much to place Barney more on good terms with himself, and by-and-by he abandoned the attempt to as stricken of inappreciation, and was once more the genial host and the welcome guest. As time went on, his fame continued to spread, he fell more more under the gentle of Lady Mary Fanshaw, who a refined, and charming She an unbounded admiration Barney’s strength and manliness; and his many deeds of kindness and lavish generosity, which he himself was no particular conceal, won deep She not pretend to paintings, but was quite willing to to be the universal estimate, that they were of the highest genius. In the company of Mary, Barney’s heroic determination to lead a monastic became fainter and fainter. When Barney saw whither he was drifting, he held a serious himself. Six months had since the episode Eastbourne, this year been the fateful in his whole existence. Even though there was a lingering over the now self-admitted fact that his life had not yet felt he owed to his dignity not propose Lady Mary until a least intervened matrimonial To sooner would be to that he did not know own mind--and he particularly of mind. An action that is indecent haste six months may be the epitome of deliberation in twelve. Instances are on record where a man’s most cherished convictions have within a year, and a grateful country has its appreciation of the of the transformation by bestowing a peerage or a upon man. Why, should not a painter be deeply love with two
 him to suspect
that he was not sO deep as he hAd imaGinEd; bUt This DisqUieting thought
GAve wAy under his ultimate realIzatiOn THat tHE tAcituRn recluSE oF
FIctIoN aNd tHe DRaMa was MerEly a melAncholy humBug WhO did not exist
IN rEal life. ThiS coMforting discOveRy did mUcH to PLace BArnEy oncE
more oN Good teRms with hiMsELf, and bY-And-by he ABAnDoneD the attempt
to pose AS a STricken victim oF woman’S iNApPREciAtiOn, and was onCe
More tHE genial HOsT AND thE Welcome guest.

AS time went on, ANd hIs fame CoNtiNUed to sPread, He FEll More and
more UndeR the gentlE influENce of LaDY Mary FaNshaw, wHo wAs a ModeST,
rEfIneD, aND alTOgEthER chArming giRl. shE had aN unbOUNDEd adMirAtioN
for BArney’s strengtH anD manLIneSs; and His maNy deEdS of kiNdness
And laViSh generosity, whiCh he Himself waS at No ParTiCular PAins to
ConCeaL, won her Deep regARd. SHe DID NoT pretend to understaNd HIS
pAintings, But was QUiTe WIlling to BeLieVe whAT AppeaRed tO Be The
univeRsal esTImAtE, that thEy Were woRkS of The Very hIGhesT geniuS.

In the coMpany OF Lady Mary, BarneY’S heroic determINaTIOn TO leaD a
mOnastic life BecaME faiNter ANd FaiNTer. WhEn BarNeY SaW Whither he was
driftinG, hE held a SerioUs consultatioN with himseLF. sIx months Had
eLApSEd since the episOde at eastbourne, ANd this haLf yeaR had been The
most faTEFul in his WhoLe eXisTenCE. evEn though there WAS a liNgEring
diSapPointmeNt oVer The Now SeLf-admitteD fact thaT hIs LiFe Had Not
beEN wrecked, YeT he FeLt hE owed IT to his DigniTy noT tO pROpoSe
to LadY maRY UntiL a YeAr at LeaSt Had inTervENed Between The two
matRimONial ExCuRsions. TO propose sooneR wOuld be to adMiT thAt he
diD NOt know hiS own mind--and he particularLY prided HimSelf oN his
Strength oF miNd. An acTioN That is IndeceNt hasTe In sIX MonthS MAy
Be tHe Epitome of cALM deLiberAtIon iN twelve. instances are on
recoRD whEre a man’s most cHerIsheD POlItiCAl COnvIcTIonS HAve changed
complEtely withiN a YEaR, and a grateFUl cOuNtry has TestifiEd its
APpreciaTion of the Honesty of ThE traNSForMation by beStowing a Peerage
or A KnighTHoOd upoN thE man. WhY, tHen, ShoulD not a gREat PaintEr
be deEpLy in loVe witH tWo charmiNg girls
 him to suspect
that he wa s not so d eep a s h e h ad  ima gine d; but this di s quie ting thought
gave wayunder  h i s ul t im ate r ealizat i on t hat  t he  ta ci t ur n rec lus e of
fi ction andthe  d rama was mer e ly  a melanch oly  humbug whodid  not e xi sti n rea l l ife.This c o mforti ng discov er y  did m u ch to p l a ce  Bar ney once
more ong oo d  terms with hi mself,  a n db y -an d-b y he aband on ed th e  attemp t 
t o p ose as a stricken  victim ofw oma n’s in ap pre c iation , and  w a s o nce
more th e ge nial host  and t h e welco m e guest .

Astim e w ento n,  a ndhi s  fa m econ t inu ed to sp re ad , hefell m o r e an d
m oreunder  the gentle i nfl uenc e  of  Lady  Mary  Fan sh aw, w ho was  a mo de st,
refined, an d al togethercha rm ing  g irl.S he had  an  un bounded  admira t ion 
f o r Ba rney’s strength an dm a nl iness; a nd his ma ny deeds of  k ind ness a nd la vish ge nerosity , whic h  h ehimself  w as atno  pa rti cular pain s to
c onceal,won h e r deep regard. She did not p r et e n dt o un der stand his
p aint i ngs,  but wa s q u ite w illin gt ob elieve what appeare dto bethe
u niversal esti mate, that t h ey werework s  o f  the very high est g enius.

In the comp any o f Lady M ary, Barn e y ’s heroi c d ete rmi nat i o nto lead a
mon a s ticli fe beca mefainter  an d f ain ter .When Barn ey saw w hi th er  h e w as
dr i fting, h ehel da s eriou s  consu ltati on w it hh ims elf. Si x  m o n thsha delap sed  s incethee pis ode atEastbourn e,a nd t hi shalf ye ar had been t he 
most fate fu l i n hisw h ole exis tence. Even though ther e  was alin gerin g
di sappointm ent  overthe now se lf-adm itted  f act t hat h i s  l ife  h ad not
bee n wre cked,  y et h e felthe owed it to hisd ign ity not to pr opo se
t o La dyM ar y  un ti l  ay e ar at least had  intervene db et ween the t w o
m at rimonia l excur sions .  To pro pose soon er wouldbe  toa d mit  that he
d id not k now his o w n min d -- and h e p articu la rly  prid ed him s elf  on h is
str en gth of  mind .An actio n that is indecent hast e in s ix mo nth s may
bethe epi tome of c almdeliberati onintwelv e.I nstan cesa re  on recor d wh e re a man’ s  m ost c he rished poli t i c alconvi cti o ns hav e ch anged
completelyw ithin a year,anda gra tef u l co un try has testif ied  i t s 
appreci at ion of thehonestyof the t ransfo rmatio n by be s t ow i ng a p eera geor a knig hth oo d  upon t he  m a n. Why , th en , shou ld not a gr e a t painter
be dee ply i n lovew ith  twoch armingg irls 
 him_to suspect
that_he was not so_deep as_he_had imagined;_but_this disquieting thought
gave_way under his_ultimate realization that the_taciturn recluse of
fiction_and_the drama was merely a melancholy humbug who did not exist
in real life. This_comforting_discovery did_much_to_place Barney once
more on good_terms with himself, and by-and-by_he abandoned_the attempt
to pose as a stricken victim of_woman’s_inappreciation, and was_once
more the genial host and the welcome guest.

As time_went on, and his fame continued_to spread, he_fell_more_and
more under the gentle_influence of Lady Mary Fanshaw, who_was a modest,
refined, and altogether charming_girl. She had an unbounded admiration
for Barney’s_strength and manliness; and his many_deeds of kindness
and lavish generosity,_which he_himself was at no particular_pains to
conceal, won_her deep_regard. She did_not pretend to understand his
paintings, but_was quite willing_to believe what appeared to be_the
universal_estimate, that they_were_works_of the_very highest genius.

In_the_company of_Lady_Mary, Barney’s heroic determination to lead_a
monastic_life became fainter and fainter. When Barney_saw whither he was
drifting,_he_held a serious consultation_with himself. Six months had
elapsed_since the episode at Eastbourne, and_this half_year had_been the
most fateful in his whole existence. Even though there was_a lingering
disappointment over the now self-admitted_fact that his life_had not
been_wrecked,_yet he felt_he_owed it_to his dignity not to propose
to Lady_Mary until_a year at least had intervened_between the two
matrimonial excursions._To_propose sooner would be to admit_that he
did not know his own_mind--and he particularly prided himself_on_his
strength_of mind. An action that_is indecent haste in six months_may
be the epitome_of calm deliberation in twelve. Instances are_on
record_where a man’s most cherished political_convictions_have changed
completely within a year, and_a_grateful_country has testified its
appreciation of_the honesty of the transformation by_bestowing a peerage
or a knighthood upon the man. Why,_then, should not_a great painter
be deeply in_love_with_two charming girls