human race; and when they fall into ungraceful compliment,
excessive smiling or other luckless efforts of complaisant
behaviour, these are but the tricks or habits gradually
formed under the successive promptings of a wish to
be agreeable, stimulated day by day without any widening
resources for gratifying the wish. It does not
in the least follow that they are seeking by studied
hypocrisy to get something for themselves. And
so with Hinze’s deferential bearing, complimentary
parentheses, and worshipful tones, which seem to some
like the over-acting of a part in a comedy. He
expects no appointment or other appreciable gain through
Tulpian’s favour; he has no doubleness towards
Felicia; there is no sneering or backbiting obverse
to his ecstatic admiration. He is very well off
in the world, and cherishes no unsatisfied ambition
that could feed design and direct flattery. As
you perceive, he has had the education and other advantages
of a gentleman without being conscious of marked result,
such as a decided preference for any particular ideas
or functions: his mind is furnished as hotels
are, with everything for occasional and transient
use. But one cannot be an Englishman and gentleman
in general: it is in the nature of things that
one must have an individuality, though it may be of
an often-repeated type. As Hinze in growing to
maturity had grown into a particular form and expression
of person, so he necessarily gathered a manner and
frame of speech which made him additionally recognisable.
His nature is not tuned to the pitch of a genuine
direct admiration, only to an attitudinising deference
which does not fatigue itself with the formation of
real judgments. All human achievement must be
wrought down to this spoon-meat—this mixture
of other persons’ washy opinions and his own
flux of reverence for what is third-hand, before Hinze
can find a relish for it.
He has no more leading characteristic than the desire
to stand well with those who are justly distinguished;
he has no base admirations, and you may know by his
entire presentation of himself, from the management
of his hat to the angle at which he keeps his right
foot, that he aspires to correctness. Desiring
to behave becomingly and also to make a figure in
dialogue, he is only like the bad artist whose picture
is a failure. We may pity these ill-gifted strivers,
but not pretend that their works are pleasant to behold.
A man is bound to know something of his own weight
and muscular dexterity, and the puny athlete is called
foolish before he is seen to be thrown. Hinze
has not the stuff in him to be at once agreeably conversational
and sincere, and he has got himself up to be at all
events agreeably conversational. Notwithstanding
this deliberateness of intention in his talk he is
unconscious of falsity, for he has not enough of deep
and lasting impression to find a contrast or diversity
between his words and his thoughts. He is not
fairly to be called a hypocrite, but I have already
confessed to the more exasperation at his make-believe
reverence, because it has no deep hunger to excuse
it.