Topical Guide 380
Mark Dorset
Foreshadowing
THEN I THREW A PARTY at Herb and Lorna’s house, and at that party Mark Dorset fell in love with the Glynn twins, and, therefore, everything turned out all right, eventually.
Herb ’n’ Lorna, Chapter 18
Studebakers: The Avanti; Gadgets: Electronic Calculators
I had grown up while Studebaker had declined, and at about the time when the Avanti and the first transistorized electronic calculators appeared, …
Herb ’n’ Lorna, Chapter 18
Love: Young, Moonstruck, Perdurable
I met the love of my life, a girl named Albertine, …
Herb ’n’ Lorna, Chapter 18
If I may so express it, I was steeped in Dora. I was not merely over head and ears in love with her, but I was saturated through and through. Enough love might have been wrung out of me, metaphorically speaking, to drown anybody in; and yet there would have remained enough within me, and all over me, to pervade my entire existence. …
I believe the theme of this incomprehensible conundrum was the moon. No matter what it was, I, the moon–struck slave of Dora, perambulated round and round the house and garden for two hours, looking through crevices in the palings, getting my chin by dint of violent exertion above the rusty nails on the top, blowing kisses at the lights in the windows, and romantically calling on the night, at intervals, to shield my Dora—I don’t exactly know what from, I suppose from fire. Perhaps from mice, to which she had a great objection. …
I don’t know how I did it. I did it in a moment. … I had Dora in my arms. I was full of eloquence. I never stopped for a word. I told her how I loved her. I told her I should die without her. I told her that I idolized and worshipped her. Jip barked madly all the time. …
My eloquence increased so much the more. If she would like me to die for her, she had but to say the word, and I was ready. Life without Dora’s love was not a thing to have on any terms. I couldn’t bear it, and I wouldn’t. I had loved her every minute, day and night, since I first saw her. I loved her at that minute to distraction. I should always love her, every minute, to distraction. Lovers had loved before, and lovers would love again; but no lover had loved, might, could, would, or should ever love, as I loved Dora. The more I raved, the more Jip barked. Each of us, in his own way, got more mad every moment. …
Of all the times of mine that Time has in his grip, there is none that in one retrospect I can smile at half so much, and think of half so tenderly.David Copperfield, in Chapter 33, “Blissful,” of Charles Dickens’s The Personal History, Adventures, Experience and Observation of David Copperfield the Younger of Blunderstone Rookery
Dorset, Mark
Among the people I invited was Mark Dorset, a new friend, a newcomer to Babbington.
Herb ’n’ Lorna, Chapter 18
Here I am at last. Hello, World!
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