The Fourth Generation. Walter Besant

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       Walter Besant

      The Fourth Generation

      Published by Good Press, 2019

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      EAN 4064066137564

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       PREFACE

       THE FOURTH GENERATION

       CHAPTER I A REMOTE ANCESTOR

       CHAPTER II WHAT HE WANTED

       CHAPTER III SOMETHING TO COME

       CHAPTER IV THE COMPLETE SUPPLY

       CHAPTER V A LEARNED PROFESSION

       CHAPTER VI THE RETURN OF THE PRODIGAL

       CHAPTER VII THE CHILD OF SORROWS

       CHAPTER VIII IN THE LAND OF BEECHES

       CHAPTER IX MARY ANNE

       CHAPTER X A DINNER AT THE CLUB

       CHAPTER XI THE BOOK OF EXTRACTS

       CHAPTER XII ON THE SITE

       CHAPTER XIII A COMPROMISE

       CHAPTER XIV CONSULTATION

       CHAPTER XV “BARLOW BROTHERS”

       CHAPTER XVI AND ANOTHER CAME

       CHAPTER XVII YET ANOTHER!

       CHAPTER XVIII THE LIGHT THAT BROKE

       CHAPTER XIX THE SIGNS OF CHANGE

       CHAPTER XX HE SPEAKS AT LAST

       CHAPTER XXI THE WILL

PREFACE

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      IT is perhaps well to explain that this story first appeared as a serial early in 1899: that on revision it was found desirable partly to rewrite certain chapters and to enlarge upon certain points. The structure of the story, the characters, and the situations remain unaltered.

      The question with which the story deals is not fully answered. It is one of those questions which can never be answered; from time to time every man must ask himself why the innocent must suffer, and do suffer every day and in every generation, for the follies and the sins of their forefathers. Every man must find his own answer, or must acknowledge sorrowfully that he can find none. I venture to offer in these pages an answer that satisfies myself. It substitutes consequence for punishment, and puts effect that follows cause in place of penalties. And, as I hope is made plain, it seems to me that I have no less an authority for this view than the greatest of the Prophets of Israel. The consequences of ancestral and paternal actions may be a blessing and a help: or they may be a curse and a burden for generations; in either case they are consequences which can only affect the body, or the mind, or the social position of the descendants. They may make ambition impossible: they may make action impossible: they may keep a man down among the rank and file: but they cannot do more. The Prophet defines and limits their power. And the consequences, whatever they are, may be made a ladder for the soul to rise or a weight to drag it down. In the pages which follow they are shown as to some a ladder, but to others a way of descent.

      W. B.

      United University Club,

       June, 1900.

THE FOURTH GENERATION

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CHAPTER I

       A REMOTE ANCESTOR

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      IT was a morning of early March, when a northeast wind ground together the dry branches on which as yet there were no signs of coming spring; the sky was covered by a grey cloud of one even shade, with no gleams of light or streak of blue, or abatement or mitigation of the sombre hue; the hedges showed as yet no flowers, not even the celandine; the earth had as yet assumed no early vernal softening; there were no tender shoots; dolefully the birds cowered on the branches, or flew up into the ivy on the wall, where they waited for a milder time, with such patience as hunger only half appeased would allow. Those who lived upon berries and buds remembered with anxiety that they had already eaten up all the haws and stripped the currant bushes of all their buds, and must now go further afield; those who hunt the helpless chrysalis, and the slug and the worm and the creeping creatures of the field, reflected that in such weather it was impossible to turn over the hard earth in search of the former, or to expect that the latter would leave their winter quarters on such a day. At such a time, which for all created things is far worse than any terrors offered by King Frost, the human creatures who go abroad wrap themselves in their warmest, and hurry about their business in haste, to finish it and get under shelter again.

      The south front of the house looked down upon a broad terrace paved with red bricks; a balustrade of brick ran along the edge of the terrace; a short but nobly designed and dignified flight of stairs led into the garden, which began with a broad lawn. The house itself, of the early eighteenth century, was stately and spacious; it consisted of two stories only; it had narrow and very high windows; above the first-floor windows ran a row of small circular louvres set in the roof, which was of a high pitch and of red tiles; the chimneys were arranged in artistic groups or stacks. The house had somewhat of a foreign appearance; it was one of considerable pretension; it was a house which wanted to be surrounded by ancient trees, by noble gardens and stately lawns, and to be always