Man and Superman - George Bernard Shaw (read an ebook week txt) 📗

care to face the responsibility or not. Refuse! You might as well refuse to accept the embraces of a boa constrictor when once it gets round your neck. Octavius This sort of talk is not kind to me, Jack. Tanner Rising and going to Octavius to console him, but still lamenting. If he wanted a young guardian, why didn’t he appoint Tavy? Ramsden Ah! why indeed? Octavius I will tell you. He sounded me about it; but I refused the trust because I loved her. I had no right to let myself be forced on her as a guardian by her father. He spoke to her about it; and she said I was right. You know I love her, Mr. Ramsden; and Jack knows it too. If Jack loved a woman, I would not compare her to a boa constrictor in his presence, however much I might dislike her He sits down between the busts and turns his face to the wall. Ramsden I do not believe that Whitefield was in his right senses when he made that will. You have admitted that he made it under your influence. Tanner You ought to be pretty well obliged to me for my influence. He leaves you two thousand five hundred for your trouble. He leaves Tavy a dowry for his sister and five thousand for himself. Octavius His tears flowing afresh. Oh, I can’t take it. He was too good to us. Tanner You won’t get it, my boy, if Ramsden upsets the will. Ramsden Ha! I see. You have got me in a cleft stick. Tanner He leaves me nothing but the charge of Ann’s morals, on the ground that I have already more money than is good for me. That shows that he had his wits about him, doesn’t it? Ramsden Grimly. I admit that. Octavius Rising and coming from his refuge by the wall. Mr. Ramsden: I think you are prejudiced against Jack. He is a man of honor, and incapable of abusing⁠— Tanner Don’t, Tavy: you’ll make me ill. I am not a man of honor: I am a man struck down by a dead hand. Tavy: you must marry her after all and take her off my hands. And I had set my heart on saving you from her! Octavius Oh, Jack, you talk of saving me from my highest happiness. Tanner Yes, a lifetime of happiness. If it were only the first half hour’s happiness, Tavy, I would buy it for you with my last penny. But a lifetime of happiness! No man alive could bear it: it would be hell on earth. Ramsden Violently. Stuff, sir. Talk sense; or else go and waste someone else’s time: I have something better to do than listen to your fooleries He positively kicks his way to his table and resumes his seat. Tanner You hear him, Tavy! Not an idea in his head later than eighteen-sixty. We can’t leave Ann with no other guardian to turn to. Ramsden I am proud of your contempt for my character and opinions, sir. Your own are set forth in that book, I believe. Tanner Eagerly going to the table. What! You’ve got my book! What do you think of it? Ramsden Do you suppose I would read such a book, sir? Tanner Then why did you buy it? Ramsden I did not buy it, sir. It has been sent me by some foolish lady who seems to admire your views. I was about to dispose of it when Octavius interrupted me. I shall do so now, with your permission. He throws the book into the waste paper basket with such vehemence that Tanner recoils under the impression that it is being thrown at his head. Tanner You have no more manners than I have myself. However, that saves ceremony between us. He sits down again. What do you intend to do about this will? Octavius May I make a suggestion? Ramsden Certainly, Octavius. Octavius Aren’t we forgetting that Ann herself may have some wishes in this matter? Ramsden I quite intend that Annie’s wishes shall be consulted in every reasonable way. But she is only a woman, and a young and inexperienced woman at that. Tanner Ramsden: I begin to pity you. Ramsden Hotly. I don’t want to know how you feel towards me, Mr. Tanner. Tanner Ann will do just exactly what she likes. And what’s more, she’ll force us to advise her to do it; and she’ll put the blame on us if it turns out badly. So, as Tavy is longing to see her⁠— Octavius Shyly. I am not, Jack. Tanner You lie, Tavy: you are. So let’s have her down from the drawing-room and ask her what she intends us to do. Off with you, Tavy, and fetch her. Tavy turns to go. And don’t be long for the strained relations between myself and Ramsden will make the interval rather painful Ramsden compresses his lips, but says nothing. Octavius Never mind him, Mr. Ramsden. He’s not serious. He goes out. Ramsden Very deliberately. Mr. Tanner: you are the most impudent person I have ever met. Tanner Seriously. I know it, Ramsden. Yet even I cannot wholly conquer shame. We live in an atmosphere of shame. We are ashamed of everything that is real about us; ashamed of ourselves, of our relatives, of our incomes, of our accents, of our opinions, of our experience, just as we are ashamed of our naked skins. Good Lord, my dear Ramsden, we are ashamed to walk, ashamed to ride in an omnibus, ashamed to hire a hansom instead of keeping a carriage, ashamed of keeping one horse instead of two and a groom-gardener instead of a coachman and footman. The more things a man is ashamed of, the more respectable he is. Why, you’re ashamed to buy my book, ashamed to read it: the only thing you’re not ashamed of is to judge me for it without having read it; and even that only means that you’re ashamed to have heterodox opinions. Look at the effect I produce because