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Apr 23, 2011 18:06

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 3a/? anonymous May 20 2011, 17:05:38 UTC
Chapter 3

In which the Rev. St. John enters an Officer's Club, recites a Psalm to Good Effect, and deepens his Acquaintance with Cpt. Aquilaine.The British Officer's East India Club was the sort of lodgings that might be found in any decent city in England; the exception being the servants, Indians to a man who dressed not in the typical British servant's clothing but all in white-white trousers, billowing white tunics over top and white turbans. They padded silently over the lobby's thick carpeting on bare feet. Dark green potted palms sat in every corner, flanked by comfortable-looking stuffed horsehide chairs. A portrait of the young Queen in her coronation robes hung on one wall ( ... )

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 3b/? anonymous May 20 2011, 17:10:26 UTC
The room quieted for a moment as the other men took in his title and stern appearance; St. John suspected the majority were not regular Sunday men. A marine at the far side of the table, already rather well into his cups, snickered and wondered aloud if Reverend Somber would question them all on their catechism after the dessert.

He felt the anger he ever struggled to control burn two hot spots on his cheeks, and he narrowed his gaze at the marine. A more awkward silence fell over the room and Cpt. Aquilaine shifted in the chair next to him. St. John tried to settle his mind and think of an appropriate response.

Ye are the light of the world. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.He gave the room a cold smile. “Shall I give a blessing before the meal ( ... )

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 3c/? anonymous May 20 2011, 17:13:50 UTC
When the dinner had finished-soup, roast beef with new potatoes, sprouts and carrots with fragrant rice, Yorkshire pudding and a trifle made with a creamy yellow fruit called mango-St. John and Cpt. Aquilaine retired to his quarters to smoke and talk. Sanyal had been through, tidied up the sitting room, straightened the writing deck and left out a small but quality selection of pipe tobacco, cigars, brandy and gin. St. John eagerly tamped a pipeful while his host lowered himself a bit heavily into a chair and leaned over to the brandy ( ... )

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 3d/? anonymous May 20 2011, 17:17:35 UTC
“My father was a German, a corporal in the Prussian army who hailed from Bitburg. Aquilaine is an unusual last name even for a German but I am told that his home, Islek, is called Aquilaine by the locals so I suppose that is how it came about. After the defeat of Napoleon he traveled to Bath to take the waters, hoping to heal from a lingering illness contracted in France. In Bath he met my mother who was on holiday. She was captivated by him, he was charmed by her, and before long they had run off to London together. Eventually, when she was reaching her period of confinement, he left for Germany claiming poverty, and she was forced to return to her brother's house in Silchester, where she had lived since their parents passed away. You can imagine how it must have looked, returning in her condition with no husband and no promise of engagement. But her brother-my Uncle-was a generous man and allowed her to live under his roof again; he even went so far as to let my father me visit on several occasions, although all I remember is a ( ... )

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 3e/? anonymous May 20 2011, 17:22:12 UTC
Nonny thanks you all for reading and enjoying and commenting and complimenting! There will be more. Much more.St. John sipped tentatively at his tonic-water. “I have no tale of woe, Cpt. Aquilaine, so there will be little for us to commiserate about unless we compare stories of Cambridge, where I also was privileged to study. I grew up in a good household in Stoke-on-Trent with two devoted sisters, studied theology at university, and after several years as a parish rector felt called to come to India. Here I will spend a year teaching at Queen's Street Secondary School, which will provide me with time to further learn the language and customs of the land. Then I intend to set off by foot, led only by God, traveling and spreading the Word.” He did not mention Jane Eyre, although a refusal of marriage might well qualify as woeful. Such things were in the past, and could not effect him now ( ... )

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Re: Fill: Passion and Profession, 3e/? misspamela May 20 2011, 17:32:15 UTC
Wow, this continues to be fantastic. I can't believe the level of detail and depth you've managed to get in there and the pacing is fantastic. I am riveted!

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Re: Fill: Passion and Profession, 3e/? floatxxaway May 20 2011, 18:02:59 UTC
Swooning~ So involved and and fascinating! I love this. <3

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Re: Fill: Passion and Profession, 3e/? coeurdesoleil May 20 2011, 18:11:17 UTC
I can't deal with how amazing this story is. It is unbelievably wonderful and perfect.

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Re: Fill: Passion and Profession, 3e/? poziomeczka May 21 2011, 00:25:52 UTC
god i saw that you've updated this afternoon but i was doing uni work and couldn't look and it was tearing me up.

this is most beautiful. your devotion to detail is wonderful, it makes everything in this fic tactile and lush, basking in eastern sensuality. and the way you write st. john and marcus is just incredible, so spot-on and so well-altered. it is a fanfic but it is also a magnificent original story.

IN OTHER WORDS I AM ON MY KNEES YET AGAIN.

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Re: Fill: Passion and Profession, 3e/? nachekana May 21 2011, 17:09:46 UTC
Just caught up with this fic. All I can say is that I wish we were next Friday already. I need more Capt Aquilaine staring at St. John intensely in my life.

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Re: Fill: Passion and Profession, 3e/? eleanor_lavish May 22 2011, 14:19:07 UTC
Still amazing, anon. The prose is just lovely and I can already see where St. John's zeal is going to be both a wonder and completely heartbreaking when it finally turns toward Marcus.

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 4a/? anonymous May 27 2011, 13:42:55 UTC
Chapter 4

In which the Rev. St. John tries to turn his Back to the World, fails to get a Word in Edgewise, takes up his Lodgings, and has an Unsettling Conversation.Over a light breakfast the next morning-the Captain took kippers and cold cuts with mint jelly; St. John preferred simpler fare and kept to his usual porridge-Cpt. Aquilaine asked if St. John would be interested in taking up rooms at the Club ( ... )

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 4b/? anonymous May 27 2011, 13:45:05 UTC
Lord, Thy presence in my heart burns like a brand; sometimes I fear it will burn so strongly that I shall be turned entirely to ash. But I must keep focused on what is higher and better, look past earthly delights for heavenly ones, no matter what the cost to myself. And what sort of Pharisee should I be, Lord, if I, who once did chastise Jane for enjoying herself overly much at Christmas-tide, now took rooms in such a place merely for mine own pleasure? Give me Thou the strength to resist this temptation, which would surely draw me away from Thine intended path.He forced his mind back to the task of Bengali verb tenses ( ... )

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 4c/? anonymous May 27 2011, 13:46:34 UTC
“Excellent, most excellent” Bishop Wilson cut him off. “Then Mr. Patel shall pour for all three of us. Mr. Patel, you have finished the enrollment lists for the Queen's Street school, have you not?” Mr. Patel simply nodded while pouring. He was evidently well acquainted with the Bishop's powers of conversation. “Good, the the Reverend can look them over while we chat. School begins soon, so you naturally will want to start preparing in all due haste. An energetic group of students this summer, mostly orphans and the poor, not all even baptized yet! We will work on that, of course. No point in educating them if they are to grow up as Moslems. How is your Bengali coming along?” He paused long enough to blow on his tea and St. John, sensing an opportunity, lept into the breach ( ... )

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Fill: Passion and Profession, 4d/? anonymous May 27 2011, 13:48:19 UTC
And so the Rev. St. John Rivers settled into the British Officer's East India Club. His set of rooms, three doors down from Cpt. Aquilaine, were spare to the point of monkish simplicity: a bed, a table, two wicker chairs and a desk in the study. The price of residency was steep, or at least steeper than he was accustomed to paying, but the inheritance given to him by Jane Eyre was generous enough to keep him in comfort for years, if he chose. He quickly fell into a contented routine; a solitary walk and devotions, breakfast with Cpt. Aquilaine, a morning of studying Bengali, an afternoon exploration of Calcutta, dinner with the Captain in his rooms or-less frequently-the dining hall, retiring to the Captain's sitting room for drinks and discussion ( ... )

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