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Pan Demos, v. 1, issue 2, March 1949
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She consented to an engagement on one condition, that he was to take a long voyage. If he returned in the same mind, she would be sufficiently sure of his constancy to marry him as soon as he wished: if he did not, her misgivings would be amply justified. There was very little sentiment about Sophia; she took a practical and philosophical view of the marriage union, as became a disciple of Ibsen. "I like you, Peter," she told him frankly; "you have many qualities that endear you to me, but I don't feel that I can depend on you at present. And from what I know about you, I fear it is only too probable that absence and the attractive society of a passenger-ship may lead you to discover that you have mistaken the depth of the feeling you entertain for me." "But look here, Sophia," he had expostulated, "if you're afraid of that, why do you make me go?" "Because," she had replied, with her admirable common sense, "because, if my fears should prove to be unhappily only too well-founded, I shall, at least, have made the discovery before it is too late." And, in spite of all his protests, Peter had to go. Sophia sought to reconcile him to his necessity by pointing out the advantages of travel, the enlarging effect it would have upon his mind, and the opportunities a long sea-voyage afforded for regular and uninterrupted study on the lines she had already mapped out for him; but despite these consolations, he went away in low spirits. When the moment came for parting, even the strong-minded Sophia was seized with a kind of compunction. "Something tells me, Peter," she said, "that the ordeal will prove too much for you; in spite of your good resolutions, you will sooner or later be drawn into some flirtation which will make you forget me. I know you so well, Peter!" "I wish you could show a little more confidence in 39
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She consented to an engagement on one condition, that he was to take a long voyage. If he returned in the same mind, she would be sufficiently sure of his constancy to marry him as soon as he wished: if he did not, her misgivings would be amply justified. There was very little sentiment about Sophia; she took a practical and philosophical view of the marriage union, as became a disciple of Ibsen. "I like you, Peter," she told him frankly; "you have many qualities that endear you to me, but I don't feel that I can depend on you at present. And from what I know about you, I fear it is only too probable that absence and the attractive society of a passenger-ship may lead you to discover that you have mistaken the depth of the feeling you entertain for me." "But look here, Sophia," he had expostulated, "if you're afraid of that, why do you make me go?" "Because," she had replied, with her admirable common sense, "because, if my fears should prove to be unhappily only too well-founded, I shall, at least, have made the discovery before it is too late." And, in spite of all his protests, Peter had to go. Sophia sought to reconcile him to his necessity by pointing out the advantages of travel, the enlarging effect it would have upon his mind, and the opportunities a long sea-voyage afforded for regular and uninterrupted study on the lines she had already mapped out for him; but despite these consolations, he went away in low spirits. When the moment came for parting, even the strong-minded Sophia was seized with a kind of compunction. "Something tells me, Peter," she said, "that the ordeal will prove too much for you; in spite of your good resolutions, you will sooner or later be drawn into some flirtation which will make you forget me. I know you so well, Peter!" "I wish you could show a little more confidence in 39
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