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Portrait of Wilkie Collins Wilkie Collins The Legacy of Cain — XLII. The Quaint Philosopher… (1889)

Remarks by H. G.—Philip’s grace and gayety of style might be envied by any professional Author. He amuses me, but he rouses my suspicion at the same time. This slippery lover of mine tells me to defer writing to his father, and gives no reason for offering that strange advice to the young lady who is soon to be a member of the family. Is this merely one more instance of the weakness of his character? Or, now that he is away from my influence, is he beginning to regret Eunice already?
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Portrait of Wilkie Collins Wilkie Collins The Legacy of Cain — XLII. The Quaint Philosopher… (1889)

I think I might wait till Philip mentions it without asking.”
“What an extraordinary man you are!”
“Oh, no, no—only a philosopher.”
This tried Mrs. Staveley’s temper. You know what a perfectly candid person our friend is. She owned to me that she felt inclined to make herself disagreeable. “That’s thrown away upon me,” she said: “I don’t know what a philosopher is.”
Let me pause for a moment, dear Helena. I have inexcusably forgotten to speak of my father’s personal appearance. It won’t take long. I need only notice one interesting feature which, so to speak, lifts his face out of the common.
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Portrait of Wilkie Collins Wilkie Collins The Legacy of Cain — XLII. The Quaint Philosopher… (1889)

It changes colour like a modest young lady’s cheek. It works flexibly from side to side like the rudder of a ship. On the present occasion, Mrs. Staveley saw it shift toward the left-hand side of his face. A sigh escaped the poor lady. Experience told her that my father was going to hold forth.
“You don’t know what a philosopher is!” he repeated. “Be so kind as to look at me. I am a philosopher.”
Mrs. Staveley bowed.
“And a philosopher, my charming friend, is a man who has discovered a system of life.
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