George Bernard Shaw

Name: Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII
Author: George Bernard Shaw

Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

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“Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII”, published in 1881, is a work by George Bernard Shaw. It explores elements such as Cairns, Mary Sutherland and Jack.

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George Bernard Shaw, Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

“ You do not know me, Miss Cairns. I have an unfortunate manner sometimes, because I am, in a worldly sense, an unfortunate man, though in my real life, heaven knows, a most happy and fortunate one. But I would cut off my right hand sooner than insult you. I am incapable of ingratitude; and I have the truest esteem and regard for you, not only because you have been kind to me but because I appreciate the noble qualities which raise you above your sex. ”

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George Bernard Shaw, Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

“ Mr Jack arrived punctually, looking black as thunder. He would not even acknowledge my greeting. Just before he came in, Louisa White had been strumming over a new set of quadrilles; and she unfortunately left the music on the desk of the pianoforte. Mr Jack, without saying a word to us, sat down on the music stool, and, of course, saw poor Louisa's quadrilles, which he snatched, tore across, and threw on the floor. There was a dead silence, and Louisa looked at me, expecting me to interfere, but—I confess it—I was afraid to. Even you, audacious as you are, would have hesitated to provoke him. ”

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George Bernard Shaw, Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

“ Whenever I am in the humor to play, I play; sometimes without being asked. But I am not always in the humor, whereas people are always ready to pretend that they like listening to me, particularly those who are as deaf to music as they are to everything else that is good. And one word more, Miss Cairns. ”

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George Bernard Shaw, Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

“ Jack's features relaxed. He rose, and took another turn across the room, chuckling. "I am not fond of teaching," he said; "but I must live. And so you all thought that an ugly man could not be a composer. Or was it because I don't admire the drawling which you all flatter yourselves is singing, eh? I am not like the portraits of Mozart, Miss Cairns." ”

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George Bernard Shaw, Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

“ Jack—won't you sit down: I beg your pardon for not asking you before—Miss Sutherland has not the least enmity to you."
"Read that," said Jack, producing the letter. Miss Cairns read it, and felt ashamed of it. "I cannot imagine what made Mary write that," she said. "I am sure my letter contained nothing that could justify her remark about me."
"Sheer cruelty—want of consideration for others— natural love of inflicting pain. She has an overbearing disposition. Nothing is more hateful than an overbearing disposition."
"You do not understand her, Mr Jack. She is only hasty. ”

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George Bernard Shaw, Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

“ I have listened to complacent assurances that publishers and concert-givers are only too anxious to get good, original work—that it is their own interest to do so. As if the dogs would know original work if they saw it: or rather as if they would not instinctively turn away from anything good and genuine! ”

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George Bernard Shaw, Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

“ If you do not, I shall have to write myself, and then all will be lost; for I will encourage no living man to trample on my sex, even when they deserve it; and if I must write, Seigneur Jack shall have a glimpse of my mind. Please let me know soon what you can do for us: the girls are impatient to know the issue, and they keep calling and bothering me with questions. I will send you all the local news in my next letter, as it is too near post hour to add anything to this.—
Yours, dearest Mary, most affectionately.
"Letitia Cairns." ”

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George Bernard Shaw, Love Among the Artists — Book I, Chapter VII (1881)

“ Newton Villa, Windsor.
6th September.
"Dearest Mary—I am going to give you a severe scolding for what you have done at Mr. Jack. He has just been here with your wicked letter, furious, and evidently not rembering a bit what he said last day. About the class, which he positively denies having given up; but he is very angry with you—not without reason, I think. Why will you be pugnacious? I tried to make your peace; but, for the present, at least, he is implacable. He is a very strange man. I think he is very clever ”

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