we two-第36章
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During the year of Erica's illness； Brian began to realize his true position toward her better than he had hitherto done。
He saw quite well that any intrusion of his love； even any slight manifestation of it； might do untold harm。 She was not ready for it yet why； he could not have told。
The truth was； that his Undine； although in many respects a high…souled woman； was still in some respects a child。 She would have been merely embarrassed by his love； she did not want it。 She liked him very much as an acquaintance； he was to her Tom's friend； or her doctor； or perhaps Mr。 Osmond's son。 In this way she liked him； was even fond of him； but as a lover he would have been a perplexing embarrassment。
He knew well enough that her frank liking boded ill for his future success； but in spite of that he could not help being glad to obtain any footing with her。 It was something even to be 〃Tom's friend Brian。〃 He delighted in hearing his name from her lips； although knowing that it was no good augury。 He lived on from day to day； thinking very little of the doubtful future as long as he could serve her in the present。 A reserved and silent man； devoted to his profession； and to practical science of every kind； few people guessed that he could have any particular story of his own。 He was not at all the sort of man who would be expected to fall hopelessly in love at first sight； nor would any one have selected him as a good modern specimen of the chivalrous knight of olden times； he was so completely a nineteenth…century man； so progressive； so scientific。 But； though his devotion was of the silent order； it was； perhaps for that reason； all the truer。 There was about him a sort of divine patience。 As long as he could serve Erica； he was content to wait any number of years in the hope of winning her love。 He accepted his position readily。 He knew that she had not the slightest love for him。 He was quite secondary to his father； even； who was one of Erica's heroes。 He liked to make her talk of him； her enthusiastic liking was delightful perhaps all the more so because she was far from agreeing with her prophet。 Brian； with the wonderful self…forgetfulness of true love； liked to hear the praises of all those whom she admired； he liked to realize what were her ideals； even when conscious how far he fell short of them。
For it was unfortunately true that his was not the type of character she was most likely to admire。 As a friend she might like him much； but he could hardly be her hero。 His wonderful patience was quite lost upon her； she hardly counted patience as a virtue at all。 His grand humility merely perplexed her； it was at present far beyond her comprehension。 While his willingness to serve every one； even in the most trifling and petty concerns of daily life； she often attributed to mere good nature。 Grand acts of self…sacrifice she admired enthusiastically； but the more really difficult round of small denials and trifling services she did not in the least appreciate。 Absorbed in the contemplation； as it were； of the Hamlets in life； she had no leisure to spare for the Horatios。
She proved a capital patient； her whole mind was set on getting well； and her steady common sense and obedience to rules made her a great favorite with her elder doctor。 Really healthy； and only invalided by the hard work and trouble she had undergone； seven or eight months' rest did wonders for her。 In the enforced quiet； too； she found plenty of time for study。 Charles Osmond had never had a better pupil。 They learned to know each other very well during those lessons； and many were the perplexing questions which Erica started。 But they were not as before； a mere repetition of the difficulties she had been primed with at her father's lecture hall； nor did she bring them forward with the triumphant conviction that they were unanswerable。 They were real； honest questions； desiring and seeking everywhere for the true answer which might be somewhere。
The result of her study of the life of Christ was at first to make her a much better secularist。 She found to her surprise that there was much in His teaching that entirely harmonized with secularism； that； in fact； He spoke a great deal about the improvement of this world； and scarcely at all about that place in the clouds of which Christians made so much。 By the end of a year she had also reached the conviction that； whatever interpolations there might be in the gospels； no untrue writer； no admiring but dishonest narrator COULD have conceived such a character as that of Christ。 For she had dug down to the very root of the matter。 She had left for the present the； to her； perplexing and almost irritating catalogue of miracles； and had begun to perceive the strength and indomitable courage； the grand self…devotion； the all…embracing love of the man。 Very superficial had been her former view。 He had been to her a shadowy； unreal being； soft and gentle； even a little effeminate； speaking sometimes what seemed to her narrow words about only saving the lost sheep of the house of Israel。 A character somehow wanting in that Power and Intellect which she worshipped。
But on a really deep study she saw how greatly she had been mistaken。 Extraordinarily mistaken； both as to the character and the teaching。 Christ was without doubt a grand ideal！ To be as broad…hearted as he was； as universally loving it would be no bad aim。 And； as in daily life Erica realized how hard was the practice of that love； she realized at the same time the loftiness of the ideal； and the weakness of her own powers。
〃But； though I do begin to see why you take this man as your ideal；〃 she said； one day； to Charles Osmond； 〃I can not； of course； accept a great deal that He is said to have taught。 When He speaks of love to men； that is understandable； one can try to obey； but when he speaks about God； then； of course； I can only think that He was deluded。 You may admire Joan of Arc； and see the great beauty of her character； yet at the same time believe that she was acting under a delusion； you may admire the character of Gotama without considering Buddhism the true religion； and so with Christ； I may reverence and admire His character； while believing Him to have been mistaken。〃
Charles Osmond smiled。 He knew from many trifling signs； unnoticed by others； that Erica would have given a great deal to see her way to an honest acceptance of that teaching of Christ which spoke of an unseen but everywhere present Father of all； of the everlastingness of love； of a reunion with those who are dead。 She hardly allowed to herself that she longed to believe it； she dreaded the least concession to that natural craving； she distrusted her own truthfulness； feared above all things that she might be deluded； might imagine that to be true which was in reality false。
And happily； her prophet was too wise to attempt in any way to quicken the work which was going on within her； he was one of those rare men who can be； even in such a case； content to wait。 He would as soon have thought of digging up a seed to see whether he could not quicken its slow development of root and stem as of interfering in any way with Erica。 He came and went； taught her Greek； and always； day after day； week after week； month after month； however much pressed by his parish work； however harassed by private troubles； he came to her with the genial sympathy； the broad…hearted readiness to hear calmly all sides of the question； which had struck her so much the very first time she had met him。
The other members of the family liked him almost as well； although they did not know him so intimately as Erica。 Aunt Jean； who had at first been a little prejudiced against him； ended by singing his praises more loudly than any one； perhaps conquered in spite of herself by the man's extraordinary power of sympathy； his ready perception of good even in those with whom he disagreed most。
Mrs。 Craigie was in many respects very like her brother； and was a very useful worker； though much of her work was little seen。 She did not speak in public； all the oratorical powers of the family seemed to have concentrated themselves in Luke Raeburn；
