human
Oh, clever enough, and to spare; and as well read a man as I know. One of the Sturm-und-drang party, of course:--the express locomotive school, scream-and-go-head: and thinks me, with my classicism, a benighted pagan. Still, every man has a right to his opinion. Live and let live.
gpt
I don't care about his taste, said the Major impatiently.
human
What sort of man is he?--man, Claude?
gpt
Ahem, humph! 'Irritabile genus poetarum.' But one is so accustomed to that among literary men, one never expects them to be like anybody else, and so takes their whims and oddities for granted.
human
And their sins too, eh?
gpt
Sins? I know of none on his part.
human
Don't you call temper a sin?
gpt
No; I call it a determination of blood to the head, or of animal spirits to the wrong place, or--my dear Major, I am no moralist. I take people, you know, as I find them. But he is a bore; and I should not wonder if that sweet little woman had found it out ere now.