Thursday, August 27, 2009
Every now and then I run across unromantic personals that I find so interesting I just have to share them. (Sadda Rang and Lalla Rang of course being the best example.) So here's one that I find vastly intriguing.
The text reads:
Carrie - I grant you this is a complicated matter, and that (although you are a woman of some capacity), yet, as it is carried on by shrewd lawyers, shipping merchants, brokers, and a gentleman of leisure of Twenty-third street, it would puzzle my brain. If you wish to know all about it, you can avail yourself of the conditions named in my last interview.
Folks, I'm lost. Does this read like a mystery novel to you? Or maybe a 19th-century thriller? Naturally, it's partly confusing because, again, those darn Victorians just didn't know how to write a simple sentence. I think the writer is saying that although Carrie's a very smart lady, this "complicated matter" is so confusing that even he would be puzzled by it. But what is this complicated matter? Shrewd lawyers, shipping merchants, brokers, and - my favorite - a gentleman of leisure on 23rd Street! What could it be?? And what are these "conditions"? It sounds so ominous! First I thought: ugly divorce. Carrie's ex is making some veiled threats. But what on earth would shipping merchants have to do with an ugly divorce? Then I thought: it's a big con! They're - I don't know - robbing a bank, or stealing the crown jewels! But as much fun as that is to imagine, it doesn't really make much sense either.
Nevertheless, these characters and the shady circumstances - whatever they might be - sound like the good beginnings for a political thriller. Movie rights, anyone?
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