A 1911 novel through Max Beerbohm, a satire of undergraduate lifestyles at Oxford in the course of the Edwardian period. Zuleika is a tender femme fatale who enthralls the whole undergraduate college at Oxford. each younger guy who sees her falls in love and she or he completely enjoys their realization. This satire contains the well-known line "Death cancels all engagements" and offers a corrosive view of Oxford at the moment.
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Whereas Mr. Druce positioned the completing touches to his shin, "I am completely purposed," he acknowledged to himself, "that for this loss of life of mine i'll decide upon my very own demeanour and my very own - good, now not 'time' precisely, yet no matter what second inside my short span of lifestyles shall appear aptest to me. Unberufen," he further, calmly tapping Mr. Druce's counter. The sight of a few bottles of chilly combination on that hospitable board reminded him of a painful truth. within the conflict of the morning's excitements, he had not often felt the gross disorder that was once on him. He turned absolutely aware of it now, and there leapt in him a hideous doubt: had he escaped a violent demise in basic terms to succumb to "natural causes"? He had by no means hitherto had something the problem with him, and therefore he belonged to the worst, the main anxious, type of sufferers. He knew chilly, have been it overlooked, may perhaps flip malignant; and he had a imaginative and prescient of himself gripped without warning on the street by way of inner agonies - a sympathetic crowd, an ambulance, his darkened bed room; neighborhood physician making hopelessly improper analysis; eminent experts served up sizzling by way of targeted teach, commending neighborhood doctor's therapy, yet shaking their heads and refusing to claim greater than "He has adolescence on his side"; a moderate rally at sundown; the top. All this flashed via his brain. He quailed. there has been no longer a second to lose. He frankly confessed to Mr. Druce that he had a chilly. Mr. Druce, attempting to insinuate by way of his demeanour that this truth had now not been noticeable, advised the combination - a teaspoonful each hours. "Give me a few now, please, at once," stated the Duke. He felt magically greater for the draught. He dealt with the little glass lovingly, and eyed the bottle. "Why now not teaspoonfuls each hour? " he steered, with a zeal virtually dipsomaniacal. yet Mr. Druce was once respectfully enterprise opposed to that. The Duke yielded. He fancied, certainly, that the gods had intended him to die of an overdose. nonetheless, he had a yearning for extra. Few although his hours have been, he was hoping the following could cross fast. And, even though he knew Mr. Druce can be depended on to ship the bottle around to his rooms instantly, he most well liked to hold it away with him. He slipped it into the breast-pocket of his coat, nearly heedless of the moderate extrusion it made there. simply as he used to be approximately to go the excessive back, on his means domestic, a butcher's cart dashed down the slope, recklessly pushed. He stepped good again at the pavement, and smiled a sardonic smile. He regarded to correct and to left, conscientiously gauging the site visitors. it slow elapsed earlier than he deemed the line transparent adequate for transit. appropriately throughout, he encountered a determine that looked as if it would loom up out of the dim earlier. Oover! used to be it yet yesternight that Oover dined with him? With the feeling of a guy groping between data, he started to apologise to the Rhodes pupil for having left him so unexpectedly on the Junta. Then, presto! - as if these musty information have been replaced to a crisp morning paper agog with awesome head-lines - he remembered the bleak get to the bottom of of Oover, and of all younger Oxford.