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IX

Published online by Cambridge University Press:  11 April 2021

T. J. Lustig
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Keele University
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I SHALL never forget the impressions of that evening, nor the way, in particular, the immediate effect of some of them was to merge the light of my extravagant perceptions in a glamour much more diffused. I remember feeling seriously warned, while dinner lasted, not to yield further to my idle habit of reading into mere human things an interest so much deeper than mere human things were in general prepared to supply. This especial hour, at Newmarch, had always a splendour that asked little of interpretation, that even carried itself, with an amiable arrogance, as indifferent to what the imagination could do for it. I think the imagination, in those halls of art and fortune, was almost inevitably accounted a poor matter; the whole place and its participants abounded so in pleasantness and picture, in all the felicities, for every sense, taken for granted there by the very basis of life, that even the sense most finely poetic, aspiring to extract the moral, could scarce have helped feeling itself treated to something of the snub that affects—when it does affect—the uninvited reporter in whose face a door is closed. I said to myself during dinner that these were scenes in which a transcendent intelligence had after all no application, and that, in short, any preposterous acuteness might easily suffer among them such a loss of dignity as overtakes the newspaper-man kicked out. We existed, all of us together, to be handsome and happy, to be really what we looked—since we looked tremendously well; to be that and neither more nor less, so not discrediting by musty secrets and aggressive doubts our high privilege of harmony and taste. We were concerned only with what was bright and open, and the expression that became us all was, at worst, that of the shaded but gratified eye, the air of being forgivingly dazzled by too much lustre.

Mrs. Server, at table, was out of my range, but I wondered if, had she not been so, I shouldn't now have been moved to recognise in her fixed expressiveness nothing more than our common reciprocal tribute.

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The Sacred Fount , pp. 90 - 107
Publisher: Cambridge University Press
Print publication year: 2019

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  • IX
  • Henry James
  • Edited by T. J. Lustig, Keele University
  • Book: The Sacred Fount
  • Online publication: 11 April 2021
  • Chapter DOI: https://doi.org/10.1017/9781139506786.015
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  • IX
  • Henry James
  • Edited by T. J. Lustig, Keele University
  • Book: The Sacred Fount
  • Online publication: 11 April 2021
  • Chapter DOI: https://doi.org/10.1017/9781139506786.015
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  • IX
  • Henry James
  • Edited by T. J. Lustig, Keele University
  • Book: The Sacred Fount
  • Online publication: 11 April 2021
  • Chapter DOI: https://doi.org/10.1017/9781139506786.015
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