The new Magdalen : a novel . ousomething about myself and my plans. I have very little to say on either what I have suffered—my feelingstrampled on, my confidence betrayed—I amas yet hardly capable of deciding what I shalldo. Returning to my old profession—to thearmy—is out of the question, in these levellingdays, when any obscure person who can passan examination may call himself my brotherofficer, and may one day perhaps commandme as my superior in rank. If I think of anycareer, it is the career of diplomacy. Birthand breeding have not quite disappeared asessential qualifications
The new Magdalen : a novel . ousomething about myself and my plans. I have very little to say on either what I have suffered—my feelingstrampled on, my confidence betrayed—I amas yet hardly capable of deciding what I shalldo. Returning to my old profession—to thearmy—is out of the question, in these levellingdays, when any obscure person who can passan examination may call himself my brotherofficer, and may one day perhaps commandme as my superior in rank. If I think of anycareer, it is the career of diplomacy. Birthand breeding have not quite disappeared asessential qualifications in that branch of the 2 jo The New Magdalen. public service. But I have decided nothingas yet. My mother and sisters, in the event ofyour returning to England, desire me to saythat it will afford them the greatest pleasureto make your acquaintance. Sympathisingwith me, they do not forget what you toohave suffered. A warm welcome awaits youwhen you pay your first visit at our house. Most truly yours, Horace II. From Miss Grace Roseberry& Mr. HoraceHolmcroft. Dear Mr. Holmcroft,— I snatch a few moments from myother avocations to thank you for your mostinteresting- and delightful letter. How wellyou describe, how accurately you judge! IfLiterature stood a little higher as a profession,I should almost advise you—but no! if youentered Literature, how could you associatewith the people whom you would be likely tomeet ? Between ourselves, I always thought Gray an over-rated man. I will notsay he has justified my opinion. I will onlysay I pity him. But, dear Mr. Holmcroft, 272 The New Magdalen. how can you, with your sound judgment, placethe sad alternatives now before him on thesame level ? To die in Green Anchor Fields,or to fall into the clutches of that vile wretch—-is there any comparison between the two ?Better a thousand times die at the post ofduty than marry Mercy Merrick. As I have written the creatures name, Imay add—so as to have all th
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