Max Beerbohm

Name: Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14
Author: Max Beerbohm

Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

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“Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14”, published in 1911, is a work by Max Beerbohm. It explores elements such as Zuleika, Katie and doorstep.

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Max Beerbohm, Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

“ The sudden irruption of Zuleika into Oxford was especially grievous to them because they could no longer hope against hope that Katie would be led by the Duke to the altar, and thence into the highest social circles, and live happily ever after. Luckily it was for Katie, however, that they had no power to fill her head with their foolish notions. It was well for her to have never doubted she loved in vain. She had soon grown used to her lot. Not until yesterday had there been any bitterness. Jealousy surged in Katie at the very moment when she beheld Zuleika on the threshold. ”

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Max Beerbohm, Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

“ Lest her mother should see that she had been crying, she loitered outside the door. Suddenly, her roving glance changed to a stare of acute hostility. She knew well that the person wandering towards her was—no, not "that Miss Dobson," as she had for the fraction of an instant supposed, but the next worst thing.
It has been said that Melisande indoors was an evidently French maid. Out of doors she was not less evidently Zuleika's. Not that she aped her mistress. The resemblance had come by force of propinquity and devotion. Nature had laid no basis for it. ”

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Max Beerbohm, Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

“ It is in the night especially that their fallen greatness haunts them. Day brings some distraction. They are not incurious of the lives around them—these little lives that succeed one another so quickly. To them, in their immemorial old age, youth is a constant wonder. And so is death, which to them comes not. Youth or death— which, they had often asked themselves, was the goodlier? But it was ill that these two things should be mated. It was ill-come, this day of days.
Long after the Duke was in bed and asleep, his peal of laughter echoed in the ears of the Emperors. ”

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Max Beerbohm, Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

“ Is it here that Duke D'Orsay lives?" asked Melisande, as nearly accurate as a Gaul may be in such matters.
"The Duke of Dorset," said Katie with a cold and insular emphasis, "lives here." And "You," she tried to convey with her eyes, "you, for all your smart black silk, are a hireling. I am Miss Batch. I happen to have a hobby for housework. I have not been crying."
"Then please mount this to him at once," said Melisande, holding out the letter. "It is from Miss Dobson's part. Very express. I wait response."
"You are very ugly," Katie signalled with her eyes. "I am very pretty. ”

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Max Beerbohm, Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

“ He helped himself to some more marmalade, and poured out another cup of coffee. Nothing is more thrilling, thought he, than to be treated as a cully by the person you hold in the hollow of your hand.
But within this great irony lay (to be glided over) another irony. He knew well in what mood Zuleika had done what she had done to him last night ”

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Max Beerbohm, Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

“ Fingering the envelope, she wondered what the wretched woman had to say. It occurred to her that the kettle was simmering on the hob in the kitchen, and that she might easily steam open the envelope and master its contents. However, her doing this would have in no way affected the course of the tragedy. And so the gods (being to-day in a strictly artistic mood) prompted her to mind her own business.
Laying the Duke's table for breakfast, she made as usual a neat rectangular pile of the letters that had come for him by post. Zuleika's letter she threw down askew. ”

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Max Beerbohm, Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

“ He must be worthy of himself. It was well that Zuleika should be chastened. Great was her sin. Out of life and death she had fashioned toys for her vanity. But his joy must be in vindication of what was noble, not in making suffer what was vile. Yesterday he had been her puppet, her Jumping-Jack ”

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Max Beerbohm, Zuleika Dobson — Chapter 14 (1911)

“ Yes, if he had happened to be some other man— one whom her insult might have angered without giving love its death-blow, and one who c ould be frightened out of not keeping his word—this letter would have been capital. ”

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