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TEA…TABLE TALK
TEA…TABLE TALK
by Jerome K。 Jerome
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CHAPTER I
〃They are very pretty； some of them；〃 said the Woman of the World；
〃not the sort of letters I should have written myself。〃
〃I should like to see a love…letter of yours；〃 interrupted the Minor Poet。
〃It is very kind of you to say so；〃 replied the Woman of the World。 〃It
never occurred to me that you would care for one。〃
〃It is what I have always maintained；〃 retorted the Minor Poet； 〃you
have never really understood me。〃
〃I believe a volume of assorted love…letters would sell well；〃 said the
Girton Girl； 〃written by the same hand； if you like； but to different
correspondents at different periods。 To the same person one is bound；
more or less； to repeat oneself。〃
〃Or from different lovers to the same correspondent；〃 suggested the
Philosopher。 〃It would be interesting to observe the response of various
temperaments exposed to an unvaried influence。 It would throw light on
the vexed question whether the qualities that adorn our beloved are her
own； or ours lent to her for the occasion。 Would the same woman be
addressed as 'My Queen！' by one correspondent； and as 'Dear Popsy
Wopsy！' by another； or would she to all her lovers be herself？〃
〃You might try it；〃 I suggested to the Woman of the World； 〃selecting；
of course； only the more interesting。〃
〃It would cause so much unpleasantness； don't you think？〃 replied the
Woman of the World。 〃Those I left out would never forgive me。 It is
always so with people you forget to invite to a funeralthey think it is
done with deliberate intention to slight them。〃
〃The first love…letter I ever wrote；〃 said the Minor Poet； 〃was when I
was sixteen。 Her name was Monica； she was the left…hand girl in the
third joint of the crocodile。 I have never known a creature so ethereally
beautiful。 I wrote the letter and sealed it； but I could not make up my
mind whether to slip it into her hand when we passed them； as we usually
did on Thursday afternoons； or to wait for Sunday。〃
〃There can be no question；〃 murmured the Girton Girl abstractedly；
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〃the best time is just as one is coming out of church。 There is so much
confusion； besides； one has one's Prayer…bookI beg your pardon。〃
〃I was saved the trouble of deciding；〃 continued the Minor Poet。 〃On
Thursday her place was occupied by a fat； red…headed girl； who replied to
my look of inquiry with an idiotic laugh； and on Sunday I searched the
Hypatia House pews for her in vain。 I learnt subsequently that she had
been sent home on the previous Wednesday； suddenly。 It appeared that I
was not the only one。 I left the letter where I had placed it； at the bottom
of my desk； and in course of time forgot it。 Years later I fell in love
really。 I sat down to write her a love…letter that should imprison her as by
some subtle spell。 I would weave into it the love of all the ages。 When
I had finished it； I read it through and was pleased with it。 Then by an
accident； as I was going to seal it； I overturned my desk； and on to the
floor fell that other love…letter I had written seven years before； when a
boy。 Out of idle curiosity I tore it open； I thought it would afford me
amusement。 I ended by posting it instead of the letter I had just
completed。 It carried precisely the same meaning； but it was better
expressed； with greater sincerity； with more artistic simplicity。〃
〃After all；〃 said the Philosopher； 〃what can a man do more than tell a
woman that he loves her？ All the rest is mere picturesque amplification；
on a par with the 'Full and descriptive report from our Special
Correspondent；' elaborated out of a three…line telegram of Reuter's。〃
〃Following that argument；〃 said the Minor Poet； 〃you could reduce
'Romeo and Juliet' to a two…line tragedy …
Lass and lad； loved like mad；
Silly muddle； very sad。〃
〃To be told that you are loved；〃 said the Girton Girl； 〃is only the
beginning of the theoremits proposition； so to speak。〃
〃Or the argument of the poem；〃 murmured the Old Maid。
〃The interest；〃 continued the Girton Girl； 〃lies in proving itwhy does
he love me？〃
〃I asked a man that once；〃 said the Woman of the World。 〃He said it
was because he couldn't help it。 It seemed such a foolish answer the
sort of thing your housemaid always tells you when she breaks your
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favourite teapot。 And yet； I suppose it was as sensible as any other。〃
〃More so；〃 commented the Philosopher。 〃It is the only possible
explanation。〃
〃I wish；〃 said the Minor Poet； 〃it were a question one could ask of
people without offence； I so often long to put it。 Why do men marry
viragoes； pimply girls with incipient moustaches？ Why do beautiful
heiresses choose thick…lipped； little men who bully them？ Why are old
bachelors； generally speaking； sympathetic； kind…hearted men； and old
maids； so many of them； sweet…looking and amiable？〃
〃I think；〃 said the Old Maid； 〃that perhaps〃 But there she stopped。
〃Pray go on；〃 said the Philosopher。 〃I shall be so interested to have
your views。〃
〃It was nothing； really；〃 said the Old Maid； 〃I have forgotten。〃
〃If only one could obtain truthful answers；〃 the Minor Poet； 〃what a
flood of light they might let fall on the hidden half of life！〃
〃It seems to me；〃 said the Philosopher； 〃that； if anything； Love is being
exposed to too much light。 The subject is becoming vulgarised。 Every
year a thousand problem plays and novels； poems and essays； tear the
curtain from Love's Temple； drag it naked into the market…place for
grinning crowds to gape at。 In a million short stories； would…be comic；
would…be serious； it is handled more or less coarsely； more or less
unintelligently； gushed over； gibed and jeered at。 Not a shred of self…
respect is left to it。 It is made the central figure of every farce； danced
and sung round in every music…hall； yelled at by gallery； guffawed at by
stalls。 It is the stock…in…trade of every comic journal。 Could any god；
even a Mumbo Jumbo； so treated； hold its place among its votaries？
Every term of endearment has become a catchword； every caress mocks us
from the hoardings。 Every tender speech we make recalls to us even
while we are uttering it a hundred parodies。 Every possible situation has
been spoilt for us in advance by the American humorist。〃
〃I have sat out a good many parodies of 'Hamlet；'〃 said the Minor Poet；
〃but the play still interests me。 I remember a walking tour I once took in
Bavaria。 In some places the waysides are lined with crucifixes that are
either comic or repulsive。 There is a firm that turns them out by
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machinery。 Yet； to the peasants who pass by； the Christ is still beautiful。
You can belittle only what is already contemptible。〃 〃Patriotism is a
great virtue；〃 replied the Philosopher： 〃the Jingoes have made it
ridiculous。〃
〃On the contrary；〃 said the Minor Poet； 〃they have taught us to
distinguish between the true and the false。 So it is with love。 The more it
is cheapened； r
