If the Sun Never Sets (IF LOVE DUET #2) by Ana Huang EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author Name: Robert Louis Stevenson
- Book Genre: 19th Century, Classic Literature, Classics, Fiction, Horror, Literature, Mystery, Novels, Science Fiction, Thriller
- ISBN # 9780192834317
- Edition Language:English
- Date of Publication: July 9th 1998
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STORY OF THE DOOR
Mr. Utterson the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance that was never
lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in discourse; backward in
sentiment; lean, long, dusty, dreary and yet somehow lovable. At friendly
meetings, and when the wine was to his taste, something eminently human
beaconed from his eye; something indeed which never found its way into
his talk, but which spoke not only in these silent symbols of the after-dinner
face, but more often and loudly in the acts of his life.
He was austere with
himself; drank gin when he was alone, to mortify a taste for vintages; and
though he enjoyed the theatre, had not crossed the doors of one for twenty
years. But he had an approved tolerance for others; sometimes wondering,
almost with envy, at the high pressure of spirits involved in their misdeeds;
and in any extremity inclined to help rather than to reprove.
“I incline to Cain’s heresy,” he used to say quaintly: “I let my brother
go to the devil in his own way.” In this character, it was frequently his
fortune to be the last reputable acquaintance and the last good influence in
the lives of downgoing men. And to such as these, so long as they came
about his chambers, he never marked a shade of change in his demeanour.
No doubt the feat was easy to Mr. Utterson; for he was
undemonstrative at the best, and even his friendship seemed to be founded
in a similar catholicity of good-nature. It is the mark of a modest man to
accept his friendly circle ready-made from the hands of opportunity; and
that was the lawyer’s way. His friends were those of his own blood or those
whom he had known the longest; his affections, like ivy, were the growth of
time, they implied no aptness in the object.
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