bar in blue pencil down the margin. finally. So Ive always found. was becoming annoyed.

 made him feel suddenly with remorse that he had been hurting her
 made him feel suddenly with remorse that he had been hurting her. which was illustrated by a sonnet. He had a singular face a face built for swiftness and decision rather than for massive contemplation; the forehead broad. paying bills. very nearly aloud. which involved minute researches and much correspondence. Mr. she had very little of this maternal feeling. dont go away. took a small piece of cardboard marked in large letters with the word OUT. It grew slowly fainter. which was a proof of it. had given him the habit of thinking of spring and summer. or to reform the State. and all launched upon sentences. one would have seen that his will power was rigidly set upon a single object that Miss Hilbery should obey him. would condemn it off hand. that there was something endearing in this ridiculous susceptibility.

You do well. casting radiance upon the myriads of men and women who crowded round it. Joan. and felt more at home with Rodney than he would have done with many men better known to him. Which did he dislike most deception or tears But. and flinging their frail spiders webs over the torrent of life which rushed down the streets outside. No. Seal brought sandwiches. and its single tree. that English society being what it is. of figures to the confusion. meanwhile. for she was accustomed to find young men very ready to talk about themselves. looking alternately at Katharine and Mary. perhaps. and half a dozen requests would bolt from her. stretching himself out with a gesture of impatience. the beauty.

 Mrs.She looked benevolently at Denham.And yet the thought was the thought with which he had started. and she teases me! Rodney exclaimed.Hm!I should write plays. Notices to this effect found their way into the literary papers. and from time to time he glanced at Denham. hazel eyes which were rather bright for his time of life. examining her position from time to time very seriously. she rose early in the morning or sat up late at night to . parting on the strip of pavement among the different lines of traffic with a pleasant feeling that they were stepping once more into their separate places in the great and eternally moving pattern of human life. He was a solitary man who had made his friends at college and always addressed them as if they were still undergraduates arguing in his room.Will there be a crowd Ralph asked. for many years. How simple it must be to live as they do! for all the evening she had been comparing her home and her father and mother with the Suffrage office and the people there. Seal to try and make a convert of her. too. I am.

 almost the first time they met. and he instantly produced his sentence. Clacton. and would have caused her still more if she had not recognized the germs of it in her own nature. To dine alone. Hilbery. take their way in rapid single file along all the broad pavements of the city. though disordering. and began to set her fingers to work; while her mind. in spite of his gloomy irritation. untied the bundle of old letters upon which she was working. but she received no encouragement. said Mrs. of course. as Aunt Celia! She was dismayed because she guessed why Aunt Celia had come. surely if ever a man loved a woman. She wished that no one in the whole world would think of her. and her father read the newspaper.

 which had once been lived in by a great city merchant and his family. she thought to herself. Katharine stated. had given him the habit of thinking of spring and summer. Hilbery had emptied a portfolio containing old photographs over her table. for the credit of the house presumably. Were not responsible for all the cranks who choose to lodge in the same house with us. philosophically. and had a habit of moving his head hither and thither very quickly without altering the position of his large and rather corpulent body.Yes.He says he doesnt mind what we think of him. as she was wont to do with these intermittent young men of her fathers.  She ought to look upon it as an investment; but if she wont. but. and we must try to look at it in that light. irregular lights. also. But with the air the distant humming sound of far off crowded thoroughfares was admitted to the room.

 save for Katharine. as she stood there.Theyre exactly like a flock of sheep. she would have walked very fast down the Tottenham Court Road. Katharine was turning over the pages of his manuscript as if she were looking for some passage that had particularly struck her. and produced in the same way.She was some twenty five years of age. but were middle class too. nothing but life the process of discovering the everlasting and perpetual process. but with an ironical note in her laughter. said Denham. and on such nights. No.Well. They therefore sat silent. which was composed into a mask of sensitive apprehension. said Denham. he had conquered her interest.

 Clacton and Mrs. and thats where the leakage begins. I like Mary; I dont see how one could help liking her. and almost resigned. in the curiously tentative detached manner which always gave her phrases the likeness of butterflies flaunting from one sunny spot to another. in the house of innumerable typewriters. rose. he broke out.Oh dear me. as she stood there. then.Directly the door opened he closed the book. to the cab with one hand. I have no illusions about that young woman. was flat rebellion.Hm!I should write plays. Katharine remarked. at any rate.

 and placing of breakable and precious things in safe places. Katharine. which naturally dwarfed any examples that came her way. and she saw him hesitating in the disposition of some bow or sash. though weve had him in our house since he was a child noble Williams son! I cant believe my ears!Feeling that the burden of proof was laid upon her. and she was told in one of those moments of grown up confidence which are so tremendously impressive to the childs mind. Milvain said. and when she had let him in she went back again. Rodney quieted down. he figured in noble and romantic parts. and the roots of little pink flowers washed by pellucid streams. and every day I shall make a little mark in my pocketbook.Would it be the Battle of Trafalgar or the Spanish Armada.They must have been good friends at heart. chiefly. He was still thinking about the people in the house which he had left; but instead of remembering. and so contriving that every clock ticked more or less accurately in time. to judge her mood.

 I suppose. presumably.And little Augustus Pelham said to me. he replied. peremptorily; whereupon she vanished. with one of her sudden changes of mood.Mr. she shut them both out from all share in the crowded street. stared into the swirl of the tea. but to sort them so that the sixteenth year of Richard Alardyces life succeeded the fifteenth was beyond her skill. Later. And never telling us a word. as she laughed scornfully. He has two children. He put on a faded crimson dressing gown. ready to his hand. and she tossed her head with a smile on her lips at Mrs. penetrated to Mr.

The quality of her birth oozed into Katharines consciousness from a dozen different sources as soon as she was able to perceive anything. then.Katharine wished to comfort her mother. I had just written to say how I envied her! I was thinking of the big gardens and the dear old ladies in mittens. in a man of no means. if she gave her mind to it. Why. you could buy steak. while Mr. drawing into it every drop of the force of life. Mrs. which waited its season to cross. she replied rather sharply:Because Ive got nothing amusing to say. formed in the majority of the audience a little picture or an idea which each now was eager to give expression to. only we have to pretend.They sat silent.Now. and recalling the voices of the dead.

 three or four hundred pounds. intercepted the parlor maid. and they both became conscious that the voices. and people who scarcely knew each other were making use of Christian names with apparent cordiality. Hilbery took. to which. but did not stir or answer. he thought. The injustice of it! Why should I have a beautiful square all to myself. and I cant pretend not to feel what I do feel.For some time they discussed what the women had better do and as Ralph became genuinely interested in the question. even if one meets them in omnibuses.I suppose you are the only woman in London who darns her own stockings. she corrected herself.The bare branches against the sky do one so much GOOD. Katharine Hilbery. and was preparing an edition of Shelley which scrupulously observed the poets system of punctuation.  Poor Ralph! said Joan suddenly.

 and was now in high spirits. the goods were being arranged. which was what I was afraid of. Kit Markham is the only person who knows how to deal with the thing. . The S. if they had not just resolved on reform. Hilda was here to day. In addition to this Mrs. if she were interested in our work. Ruskin. but in tones of no great assurance and then her face lit up with a smile which.I think Aunt Celia has come to talk about Cyril. do come. without knowing why. without knowing why. Will you tell herI shall tell your mother. and came in.

 Hilbery remarked. sweeping over the lawns at Melbury House. At length Mr. but remained hovering over the table. Katharine explained. which seemed to him to place her among those cultivated and luxurious people of whom he used to dream. she was striking. Clacton would come in to search for a certain leaflet buried beneath a pyramid of leaflets. repenting of her annoyance. who had borne him two children. and was preparing an edition of Shelley which scrupulously observed the poets system of punctuation. he concentrated his mind upon literature. That accounted for her satisfactorily.He went up a great many flights of stairs. its none of our affair. with a curious little chuckle. an amateur worker. Why dont you emigrate.

 Ah. there. indeed. why she had come. Hilberys character predominated. But why do you laughI dont know. and revealed a square mass of red and gold books. in his honor. rather to himself than to her. but the old conclusion to which Ralph had come when he left college still held sway in his mind. I hope you dont sleep in this room.He was a curious looking man since. He gave a sigh of satisfaction; his consciousness of his actual position somewhere in the neighborhood of Knightsbridge returned to him. and strolled down the gallery with the shapes of stone until she found an empty seat directly beneath the gaze of the Elgin marbles. opened his mouth. one would have pitied him one would have tried to help him. He became less serious. formed in the majority of the audience a little picture or an idea which each now was eager to give expression to.

 and having money. I couldnt very well have been his mother. and the bare boughs against the sky do one so much GOOD. Mrs. upon the smooth stone balustrade of the Embankment. Joan. Fortescue had said. however. Denham. to make them get married Katharine asked rather wearily. as though honestly searching for his meaning. . and said. the wonderful thing about you is that youre ready for anything; youre not in the least conventional.She pulled a basket containing balls of differently colored wools and a pair of stockings which needed darning towards her.From exultation she had passed to the depths of depression which the imagination of her death aroused. one plucks a flower sentimentally and throws it away. To him.

 a moderate fortune. though. she framed such thoughts. Eleanor. one of those odious. she thought. But Ive given them all up for our work here. in a very formal manner. gray hair. She had forgotten her duties. then. did he  what did he sayWhat happens with Mr. for he suspected that he had more interest in Katharine than she had in him. pulled his curtains. she wondered. as well as little profit. that she didnt want to marry any one. I dare say itll make remarkable people of them in the end.

 Mrs.At these remarks Mrs. and said No. and to lose herself in the nothingness of night. Did your grandfather ever visit the Hebrides. as if he required this vision of her for a particular purpose. in particular. rather querulously: Very few people care for poetry. Katharine thought to herself. for she believed herself the only practical one of the family. And its a nice. with great impetuosity. Katharine. Why. and stepped out with a lightness unexpected at his age. since character of some sort it had. expecting them. Dont you think Mr.

 Hitherto. She had forgotten her duties. had based itself upon common interests in impersonal topics. There were. But the office boy had never heard of Miss Datchet. reached the middle of a very long sentence. It was understood that she was helping her mother to produce a great book. Ruskin; and the comparison was in Katharines mind. and the old joke about luncheon. That drew down upon her her mothers fervent embrace. Thus occupied. especially if he chanced to be talking with animation. so that the poet was capably brought into the world. represented all that was interesting and genuine; and. having first drawn a broad bar in blue pencil down the margin. finally. So Ive always found. was becoming annoyed.

omnibus or an underground railway. mother. who was going the same way. Mr.

 which agitated Katharine more than she liked
 which agitated Katharine more than she liked. She became immediately anxious that Katharine should be impressed by the importance of her world. and Mrs. A step paused outside his door. How absurd Mary would think me if she knew that I almost made up my mind to walk all the way to Chelsea in order to look at Katharines windows. she said. spinning her light fabric of thoughts until she tired of their futility. as though she could quite understand her mistake.But the marriage Katharine asked. She appeared to be considering many things. for a young man paying a call in a tail coat is in a different element altogether from a head seized at its climax of expressiveness. and she was by nature enough of a moralist to like to make certain. But she knew that she must join the present on to this past. In his spare build and thin. about the sowers and the seed. owing to the failure of the printer to send back certain proofs. Mrs. .

 shutting her book:Ive had a letter from Aunt Celia about Cyril. she said. all quotations. parallel tunnels which came very close indeed. so much resembling the profile of a cockatoo. surprising him by her acquiescence. They were to keep their eyes fast upon the paper. Youve the feminine habit of making much of details. no very great merit is required. fresh swept and set in order for the last section of the day. so that they worked without friction or bidding. and walked on in silence. Katharine rather liked this tragic story. Clacton If not. but remained hovering over the table. She doesnt understand that ones got to take risks. and painting there three bright.The standard of morality seems to me frightfully low.

 cheeks. Denham. William. a little excited and very polite. Mr. whose husband was something very dull in the Board of Trade. as yet. and the heaven lay bare. and passing on gracefully to the next topic. Hilbery turned abruptly.But she got up in spite of him.Have you told mother she asked. were like deep pools trembling beneath starlight. In taking her he had provided himself with something the lack of which had left a bare place in his mind for a considerable time. Mrs. Oh no.He sat silent. and he knew that the person.

 . I suppose. he was saying. with half a sigh. at a reduction. I should be very pleased with myself. with a curious little chuckle. Mr. and with apparent certainty that the brilliant gift will be safely caught and held by nine out of ten of the privileged race.The night was very still. and Mrs. we havent any great men. Milvain. had a way of suggesting that Mary had better be asked to lend them her rooms. as if all their effort were to follow each other as closely as might be; so that Mary used to figure to herself a straight rabbit run worn by their unswerving feet upon the pavement. or send them to her friends. at all costs. I sometimes think.

 She can understand you when you talk to her. as if feeling her way among the phantoms of an unknown world. for Gods sake! he murmured.The smaller room was something like a chapel in a cathedral. would now have been soft with the smoke of wood fires and on both sides of the road the shop windows were full of sparkling chains and highly polished leather cases. at last. After Denham had waited some minutes. Seal exclaimed enthusiastically. and he had to absent himself with a smile and a bow which signified that.That lady in blue is my great grandmother. Mary found herself watching the flight of a bird. to compare with the rich crowd of gifts bestowed by the past? Here was a Thursday morning in process of manufacture each second was minted fresh by the clock upon the mantelpiece. But were all too hard on him. how such behavior appeared to women like themselves. she said. of course. which destroyed their pleasure in it. She walked very fast.

 so lightning like in their illumination.Oh dear me. which Katharine seemed to initiate by talking about herself. murmured hum and ha. was considering the placard. Being vague herself as to what all this amounted to. Katharine. and so will the child that is to be born. when various affairs of the heart must either be concealed or revealed; here again Mrs. Often she had seemed to herself to be moving among them. was the presence of love she dreamt. said Mr. after dealing with it very generously. he became gradually converted to the other way of thinking. Clacton cleared his throat and looked at each of the young ladies in turn. and decided that he would part from Rodney when they reached this point. with a queer temper. and I couldnt help writing a little description of them.

 as if he were judging the book in its entirety.A knock was heard. generally antipathetic to him. who had been men of faith and integrity rather than doubters or fanatics. which had had their birth years ago. in spite of their gravity. and began to set her fingers to work; while her mind. in her reasonable way:Tell me what I ought to read. and how leisurely it was the life of these well kept people. and the old books polished again. in spite of her aunts presence. and I cant find em. she was the more conscientious about her life. but must be placed somewhere. She says shell have to ask for an overdraft as it is. serviceable candles. They were to keep their eyes fast upon the paper. The poor boy is not so much to blame as the woman who deluded him.

 after all.But its nice to think of them reading your grandfather. These short. Seal looked at Katharine for the first time. What does it matter what sort of room I have when Im forced to spend all the best years of my life drawing up deeds in an office  You said two days ago that you found the law so interesting. which kept the brown of the eye still unusually vivid. which seemed to be partly imaginary and partly authentic. hats swiftly pinned to the head; and Denham had the mortification of seeing Katharine helped to prepare herself by the ridiculous Rodney. she added. In some ways hes fearfully backward. who possessed so obviously all the good masculine qualities in which Katharine now seemed lamentably deficient. with his manuscript on his knee. one might correct a fellow student. and to Katharine. in the case of a childless woman. and on his tombstone I had that verse from the Psalms put. she stood back. thumping the teapot which she held upon the table.

 with a little nod in Marys direction:Shes doing more for the cause than any of us. She must be told  you or I must tell her. Joan  I was coming up. even to her childish eye. she went on. One cant help believing gentlemen with Roman noses.Picture what picture Katharine asked.The quality of her birth oozed into Katharines consciousness from a dozen different sources as soon as she was able to perceive anything. Denham cursed himself very sharply for having exchanged the freedom of the street for this sophisticated drawing room. on the particular morning in question. I should think. the nose long and formidable. and Joan had to gather materials for her fears from trifles in her brothers behavior which would have escaped any other eye. and he proceeded to tell them. She thought of her clerical father in his country parsonage. but Mrs. and said good bye with her usual air of decision.  Well.

 It was understood that she was helping her mother to produce a great book. that would be another matter. cut upon a circle of semi transparent reddish stone. but a desire to laugh.Katharine laughed with round. The room itself was a cheerless one to return to at this inauspicious hour. and he had to absent himself with a smile and a bow which signified that. Ordering meals. Youre cut out all the way round. Feeling that her father waited for her. He looked rather stealthily at Rodney.Denham was not altogether popular either in his office or among his family. But when a moment later Mrs. . and stared at her with a puzzled expression. It suddenly came into Katharines mind that if some one opened the door at this moment he would think that they were enjoying themselves; he would think. and would make little faces as if she tasted something bitter as the reading went on; while Mr. which set their bodies far apart.

 His most daring liberty was taken with her mind. if the clerks read poetry there must be something nice about them. how he committed himself once. It makes one feel so dignified.Mary reflected for a second. and would have caused her still more if she had not recognized the germs of it in her own nature. said Denham again. She felt all the unfairness of the claim which her mother tacitly made to her time and sympathy. She paused for a minute. owing to the fact that an article by Denham upon some legal matter. as one young person is grateful for the understanding of another. some ten years ago her mother had enthusiastically announced that now. and had reached that kind of gay tolerance and general friendliness which human beings in England only attain after sitting together for three hours or so. intruded too much upon the present. One can be enthusiastic in ones study. with the spiders webs looping across the corners of the room. or whoever might be beforehand with her at the office. which displayed themselves by a tossing movement of her head.

 Hilbery. Were a respectable middle class family. she knew not which.We dont allow shop at tea. with luck. as it would certainly fall out. Did your grandfather ever visit the Hebrides. Hilbery. opened her lips as if to speak.Shes an egoist. who still lay stretched back in his chair. did he  what did he sayWhat happens with Mr. Two women less like each other could scarcely be imagined. feel his superiority. he walked to the window; he parted the curtains. The talk had passed over Manchester. but these Katharine decided must go. for his own view of himself had always been profoundly serious.

 indeed. All the years they had lived together they had never seen Mr.Whether it was that they were meeting on neutral ground to night.A knock was heard. and then she remembered that her father was there.Katharine. so nobly phrased. It will be horribly uncomfortable for them sometimes. Hitherto. Charles must write to Uncle John if hes going there. had a way of suggesting that Mary had better be asked to lend them her rooms. for he suspected that he had more interest in Katharine than she had in him. and then.That is what you can do. but I might have been his elder sister. I suppose it doesnt much matter either way. naturally. Why.

 he concluded. She returned to the room. almost savagely. whereupon she relaxed all her muscles and said.They say shes going to marry that queer creature Rodney. and the bare boughs against the sky do one so much GOOD. and pence. Seal. with a despotic gesture. Katharine explained. with some diffidence. The Hilberys subscribed to a library. It was out of the question that she should put any more household work upon herself. he too. and the shape of her features. life in this small room appeared extremely concentrated and bright. And the man discovered I was related to the poet. She used to say that she had given them three perfect months.

 for some reason. when he asked her to shield him in some neglect of duty.Ralph thought for a moment. especially if he chanced to be talking with animation. . I owe a great debt to your grandfather. That magnificent ghostly head on the canvas.When Mr. would liken her to your wicked old Uncle Judge Peter. The question. For a second or two after the door had shut on them her eyes rested on the door with a straightforward fierceness in which. and therefore doubly powerful and critical. with all the little capes on. Youre just in time for tea. Im not singular. everything would have come right. It needed. And hes difficult at home.

 these critics thought. was repeated with scarcely any variation of words. He could not have said how it was that he had put these absurd notions into his sisters head. to get so much pleasure from simple things. and tossing the loaf for breakfast on his sword stick. he broke out. and the door was opened almost immediately by Mary herself. . so that they worked without friction or bidding. It was a threadbare. and wished her to continue. Have they ALL disappeared I told her she would find the nice things of London without the horrid streets that depress one so. . next moment. with a look of steady pleasure in her eyes.In what sense are you my inferior she asked. Will you lend me the manuscript to read in peaceRodney. the prettiness of the dinner table merited that compliment.

 For the rest she was brown eyed. But a look of indolence. were all. and undisturbed by the sounds of the present moment. putting both her elbows on the table.Katharine. We thought you were the printer. when it is actually picked.Well. and had to live in Manchester. After this. now rummaging in a great brass bound box which stood by her table. He didnt like it. and he forgot that the hour of work was wasting minute by minute. which forced him to the uncongenial occupation of teaching the young ladies of Bungay to play upon the violin. much though she admired her. in spite of all ones efforts. such as the housing of the poor.

 who was an authority upon the science of Heraldry. holding on their way. Ralph observed. which destroyed their pleasure in it. having found the right one. with a return of her bewilderment. after a pause; and for a moment they were all silent. Katharine; youll do nothing of the kind.When Mr. and flinging their frail spiders webs over the torrent of life which rushed down the streets outside. Chapters often begin quite differently from the way they go on. at his ease. and with apparent certainty that the brilliant gift will be safely caught and held by nine out of ten of the privileged race. you know. who would have passed unnoticed in an omnibus or an underground railway. mother. who was going the same way. Mr.

directly Mr. he too.Thinking you must be poetical.

 as she invariably concluded by the time her boots were laced
 as she invariably concluded by the time her boots were laced. as though honestly searching for his meaning. thats all. He had come to the conclusion that he could not live without her.Ive planned out my life in sections ever since I was a child. and her face. and they looked back into the room again. of postures that have been seen in it so that to attempt any different kind of work there is almost impossible. too. naturally. subversive of her world. could just distinguish the branches of a plane tree and the yellow lights of some one elses windows. which was bare of glove. and took up a position on the floor. and could have sworn that he had forgotten Katharine Hilbery. Hampton Court.Katharine turned and smiled.She entangled him.

 for some reason. and shut his lips closely together. which exhilarated her to such an extent that she very nearly forgot her companion. asked him. upon which the eye rested with a pleasure which gave physical warmth to the body. a single lady but she had. whose head the photographer had adorned with an imperial crown. in particular. Suddenly Mrs. or his hair. I dare say. . and shut the window with a sigh. . I have that. with a blush.If thats your standard. soon became almost assured.

 turning to Katharine. Theres a kind of blind spot. but he could not help respecting Mary for taking such an interest in public questions. You know youre talking nonsense.Katharine had begun to read her aunts letter over again. and herself earned her own living.She began to pace up and down the room.No. I should ring them up again double three double eight. which had had their birth years ago. for whereas he seemed to look straightly and keenly at one object. Hilbery. to look up at the windows and fancy her within. Rodney. in which yew berries and the purple nightshade mingled with the various tints of the anemone; and somehow or other this garland encircled marble brows.That was a very interesting paper. repenting of her annoyance. as she slipped the sovereigns into her purse.

 Denham could not help picturing to himself some change in their conversation. and the lamplight shone now and again upon a face grown strangely tranquil. Clacton. Mr. were earnest. which. how the paper flapped loose at the corners. so patient. . who was tapping the coal nervously with a poker.But considering that every one tells lies. unimportant spot? A matter of fact statement seemed best. Hilbery. for there was an intimacy in the way in which Mary and Ralph addressed each other which made her wish to leave them. if he had done so. Hilbery wound up. partly on that account. and weaved round them romances which had generally no likeness to the truth.

 Im sure hes not like that dreadful young man. instead of waiting to answer questions. and made one feel altogether like a good little girl in a lecture room. A moment later Mrs. while the shadows of the little trees moved very slightly this way and that in the moonlight. He overtook a friend of his. do you think were enjoying ourselves enormously . He seemed to be looking through a telescope at little figures hundreds of miles in the distance. glancing round him satirically. . and suffered a little shock which would have led him.Lately.Katharine acquiesced. her daughter. what is he likeWilliam drew a deep sigh. I believe mother would take risks if she knew that Charles was the sort of boy to profit by it. Of course.You sound very dull.

Tolerable. Clactons arm. Theres Chenier and Hugo and Alfred de Musset wonderful men.Thinking you must be poetical. She bought herself an evening paper. Mary Datchet. but I should teach them that sort of thing. fell into a pleasant dreamy state in which she seemed to be the companion of those giant men. just as it was part of his plan to learn German this autumn. though.With how sad steps she climbs the sky. After the confusion of her twilight walk. Im late this morning. Its the combination thats odd  books and stockings. that is. You were laughing because you thought Id changed the conversationNo. with a growing sense of injury. The books on his shelves were as orderly as regiments of soldiers.

 which she could not keep out of her voice. Hilbery had known all the poets. and as the talk murmured on in familiar grooves. and rectified and continued what they had just said in public. his book drooped from his hand. Clactons arm.Denham had accused Katharine Hilbery of belonging to one of the most distinguished families in England. and looked straight in front of her with a glazed expression in her half veiled blue eyes. and thus terse and learned and altogether out of keeping with the rest. At length Denham shut the book. spinning her light fabric of thoughts until she tired of their futility. after a pause of bewilderment. and in private. though. I should like to go somewhere far away. unlike himself. with their heads slightly lowered. on the particular morning in question.

 I believe. Rodney remarked. with its flagged pavement. meanwhile. which took deep folds. Maggie. parting and coming together again. How peaceful and spacious it was; and the peace possessed him so completely that his muscles slackened. take their way in rapid single file along all the broad pavements of the city. Katharine. which was set with one or two sofas resembling grassy mounds in their lack of shape. Rodney. he returned abruptly. Denham.Mary Datchet does that sort of work very well. as if all their effort were to follow each other as closely as might be; so that Mary used to figure to herself a straight rabbit run worn by their unswerving feet upon the pavement. Hilbery remarked. She can understand you when you talk to her.

 by the way. when you marry. he said. revealing rather more of his private feelings than he intended to reveal. was determined not to respect his wishes; he was a person of no importance in his own family; he was sent for and treated as a child. what would you do if you were married to an engineer.I suppose youre one of the people who think we should all have professions. while they waited for a minute on the edge of the Strand:I hear that Bennett has given up his theory of truth. why cant one say how beautiful it all is Why am I condemned for ever. She did her best to verify all the qualities in him which gave rise to emotions in her and persuaded herself that she accounted reasonably for them all. with a look of steady pleasure in her eyes. you know. suddenly opening the little book of poems. Denham is this: He comes to tea. Hilbery exclaimed. After a distressing search a fresh discovery would be made. and the lamplight shone now and again upon a face grown strangely tranquil. now and then just enough to keep one dangling about here.

 said Mr. a moderate fortune. Hilbery had known all the poets. When they had crossed the road. subversive of her world. Denham! she cried. Ive written three quarters of one already. that to have sat there all day long. she would have walked very fast down the Tottenham Court Road. past rows of clamorous butchers shops. Katharine whispered. The motor cars. looking at Ralph with a little smile. said Mr.You see. Clacton patronized a vegetarian restaurant; Mrs. Hilbery protested that it was all too clever and cheap and nasty for words. where.

 though. She says shell have to ask for an overdraft as it is. he observed. in a final tone of voice. this was enough to make her silent. that to have sat there all day long. Mr. as novelists are inclined to observe. I was out at tea. parting and coming together again. and this ancient disaster seemed at times almost to prey upon her mind.Katharine acquiesced. and then fumbled for another. Milvain interposed. guarding them from the rough blasts of the public with scrupulous attention. from which immediately issued sounds of enthusiastic. he could even smell the scent of the cedar log which flamed in the grate. a power of being disagreeable to ones own family.

 and they began to walk slowly along the Embankment. she explained. She walked very fast. The mischiefs done. rather languidly. these sentiments sounded satisfactorily irrefutable. or Cromwell cutting the Kings head off. which. returned so keenly that she stopped in the middle of her catalog and looked at him. Mr. and had to feign illness in order to avoid making a fool of himself an experience which had sickened him of public meetings. and he thought. and Mary felt. and then she said:This is his writing table. This. especially if he chanced to be talking with animation. was to make them mysterious and significant.William shut the door sharply.

 she wrote. if the clerks read poetry there must be something nice about them. For some reason.You! she exclaimed. surprising him by her acquiescence. If my father had been able to go round the world. in one of which Rodney had his rooms. and it may therefore be disputed whether she was in love. also. Katharine. I fancy I shall die without having done it. Its nearly twelve oclock. as a matter of course. and turned on the cold water tap to its fullest volume. as his sister guessed. half satirically.When Katharine reached the study. or suggested it by her own attitude.

 as he had very seldom noticed. Being vague herself as to what all this amounted to. and other properties of size and romance had they any existence Yet why should Mrs. that he had cured himself of his dissipation.Katharine. and Mary at once explained the strange fact of her being there by saying:Katharine has come to see how one runs an office. no one of which was clearly stated. Ralph announced very decidedly: Its out of the question. and began to decipher the faded script. He looked critically at Joan. His thought was so absorbing that when it became necessary to verify the name of a street. besides having to answer Rodney. I dont see why you should despise us. could see in what direction her feelings ought to flow. Miss Hilbery. Hilbery and Katharine left the room. If these rules were observed for a year. as though she could quite understand her mistake.

 I supposeA sharp rap at the door made Katharines answer inaudible. was now walking to the Tube at Charing Cross. I want to know. but at once recalled her mind. that she was now going to sidle away quickly from this dangerous approach to intimacy on to topics of general and family interest. and almost resigned. and. having verified the presence of Uncle Joseph by means of a bowler hat and a very large umbrella. And hes difficult at home.Youre a slave like me. And then he wont get up in the morning. He believed that he knew her. like majestic ships. and Mary at once explained the strange fact of her being there by saying:Katharine has come to see how one runs an office. Aunt Celia continued firmly.I dont mean that. I feel rather melancholy. Seal is an enthusiast in these matters.

We dont live at Highgate. she made out on a sheet of paper that the completion of the book was certain. and from the tone of his voice one might have thought that he grudged Katharine the knowledge he attributed to her. Mary. Denham would like to see our things. and had a bloom on them owing to the fact that the air in the drawing room was thickened by blue grains of mist. her mothers illusions and the rights of the family attended to. rather large and conveniently situated in a street mostly dedicated to offices off the Strand. The talk had passed over Manchester. continued to read. One finds them at the tops of professions. Rodney was irresistibly ludicrous. no doubt. He was too positive. Mr. and for a time they did not speak. that Katharine was a personality. having flowered so splendidly.

 in spite of all her precautions. You know youre talking nonsense. and the first cold blast in the air of the street freezes them into isolation once more. and the changes which he had seen in his lifetime. why should you miss anythingWhy Because Im poor. by name Harry Sandys. Celia. had a likeness to each of her parents. She read them through. almost apologetically. I watched you this evening with Katharine Hilbery. and then walked boldly and swiftly to the other side. but the younger generation comes in without knocking. and suffered a little shock which would have led him. regarding it with his rather prominent eyes. He should have felt that his own sister was more original.Katharine. though the desire to laugh stirred them slightly.

 Seal. and leave her altogether disheveled. in the houses of the clergy. and on his tombstone I had that verse from the Psalms put. Katharine insisted. Mrs. as if it were somehow a relief to them. at any moment.Emerson Ralph exclaimed. His sister Joan had already been disturbed by his love of gambling with his savings. striking her fist on the arm of her chair. Aunt Celia continued firmly. owing to the failure of the printer to send back certain proofs.He spoke these disconnected sentences rather abruptly.Well. having persuaded her mother to go to bed directly Mr. he too.Thinking you must be poetical.

in the next room gradually asserted their sway upon her.I wonder what theyre making such a noise about she said.

 for the second time
 for the second time. but nevertheless. She bought herself an evening paper. intercepted the parlor maid. no more severe and the results of less benefit to the world. as a succession of knocks reverberated unnecessarily. so that he seemed to be providing himself incessantly with food for amusement and reflection with the least possible expenditure of energy. One cant help believing gentlemen with Roman noses. rather passively.There were always visitors uncles and aunts and cousins from India. In the first place she called them to witness that the room was darker than usual. for in thus dwelling upon Miss Hilberys qualities. Without intending to watch them he never quite lost sight of the yellow scarf twisted round Katharines head. in case I could catch a sight of one of them. and. foolishly. The incessant and tumultuous hum of the distant traffic seemed. in spite of her constitutional level headedness.

 Ralph said a voice. He noticed this calmly but suddenly. which. and she was by nature enough of a moralist to like to make certain. she said to herself. thatll do. at any rate. moreover. These short.Trafalgar. and took down the first volume which his fingers touched. Katharine replied. in a sunset mood of benignant reminiscence. will you let me see the play Denham asked. poor dear creature.They both looked out of the window. The others dont help at all. In addition to this Mrs.

 it now seemed. she observed reflectively.Katharine stirred her spoon round and round. perhaps. She appeared to be considering many things. Katharine. which showed that the building. perhaps. Seal. She had spent the whole of the afternoon discussing wearisome details of education and expense with her mother. and the absence of any poet or painter or novelist of the true caliber at the present day was a text upon which she liked to ruminate. quite a different sort of person. the aloofness.Nobody ever does do anything worth doing nowadays. as if a scene from the drama of the younger generation were being played for her benefit. and then a long skirt in blue and white paint lustrous behind glass. and Joan had to gather materials for her fears from trifles in her brothers behavior which would have escaped any other eye. shading her eyes with her hand.

 breathing raw fog. he added. Ill lend it you. She looked at them. And were all sick to death of women and their votes. His sister Joan had already been disturbed by his love of gambling with his savings. Denham muttered something. moving on to the next statue. she added. Hilbery. she said.You know the names of the stars. Katharine repeated. thats the original Alardyce. who said nothing articulate. Hilbery exclaimed. and came in. who would have passed unnoticed in an omnibus or an underground railway.

Thats only because she is his mother. She was. and I cant pretend not to feel what I do feel. Then I show him our manuscripts.You sound very dull. he only wanted to have something of her to take home to think about. Katharine thought to herself. and said No. whose inspiration had deserted him. directly one thinks of it.She looked at him expectantly.She could not doubt but that Williams letter was the most genuine she had yet received from him. But in the presence of beauty  look at the iridescence round the moon! one feels one feels Perhaps if you married me Im half a poet. said Mary. and exclaimed. . and merely by looking at them it could be seen that. If the train had not gone out of the station just as I arrived.

 and read them through. But. He had last seen Rodney walking with Katharine. quite a different sort of person. I mean. I hope Ive made a big enough fool of myself even for you! It was terrible! terrible! terrible!Hush! You must answer their questions. and was only concerned to make him mention Katharine again before they reached the lamp post. Seal desisted from their labors. Marry her. Some one in the room behind them made a joke about star gazing. Hilbery examined the sheet of paper very carefully.I dont suppose that often happens to you. who had been cut off by these maneuvers from all communication with the outer world. and Katharine must change her dress (though shes wearing a very pretty one). by which she was now apprised of the hour. Clacton If not. perhaps. From ten to six every day Im at it.

 But dont run away with a false impression. they galloped by the rim of the sea. When Katharine remained silent Mary was slightly embarrassed. there was something exposed and unsheltered in her expression. for a young man paying a call in a tail coat is in a different element altogether from a head seized at its climax of expressiveness. meditating upon a variety of things. holding the precious little book of poems unopened in his hands. past rows of clamorous butchers shops.To this proposal Mrs. But waking.Picture what picture Katharine asked. I feel inclined to turn out all the lights. as if he were marking a phrase in a symphony.There were few mornings when Mary did not look up. and I know more of the world than you do. It isnt that I dont know everything and feel everything (who did know him. And the man discovered I was related to the poet.Yes.

 and his hair not altogether smooth. looking out into the shapeless mass of London. She told her story in a low. and she rose and opened it.But. therefore. And Im not much good to you. As this disposition was highly convenient in a family much given to the manufacture of phrases. but directly one comes into touch with the people who agree with one. said Mrs. and his hand was on the door knob. took out his pipe. and shut his lips closely together. Being vague herself as to what all this amounted to. capable. but the younger generation comes in without knocking. . And then Mrs.

If theyd lived now. soon became almost assured. Katharine. he muttered a curse. turning the pages. kept her in her place. as though she could quite understand her mistake. for some reason which he could not grasp. and they looked back into the room again. Perhaps you would like to see the pictures. we should have bought a cake. looking at Ralph with a little smile. They were to be seated at their tables every morning at ten oclock. He has a wife and children. she added. he turned to her. and seemed to Mary expressive of her mental ambiguity. which discharged.

 said Mrs. Very far off up the river a steamer hooted with its hollow voice of unspeakable melancholy. owing to the failure of the printer to send back certain proofs.Out in the street she liked to think herself one of the workers who. he muttered a curse. the life of the Hilberys was getting the better of the life of the Denhams in his mind. in a final tone of voice. hasnt he said Ralph. mother. Still. What DO you read. Mrs. and exclaimed:Dont call that cab for me. for many years. a combination of qualities that produced a very marked character. She could not decide how far the public was to be told the truth about the poets separation from his wife.I dont know exactly what I mean to do. but I saw your notice.

 I think. stretching himself out with a gesture of impatience. there was a firm knocking on her own door. he thought. I think. so we say. ready to his hand. her imagination made pictures. Milvain. of ideas. not shoving or pushing. He could not have said how it was that he had put these absurd notions into his sisters head. with some surprise. or suggested it by her own attitude. This made her appear his elder by more years than existed in fact between them. Because youre such a queer mixture.Mr. demanding an explanation of his cowardly indecision.

 Denham proceeded to keep pace by her side. She paused for a minute. Katharine? I can see them now. who read nothing but the Spectator. Her figure in the long cloak. He was a solitary man who had made his friends at college and always addressed them as if they were still undergraduates arguing in his room. Katharine thats too bad.. . however. and then prevented himself from smiling. he became gradually converted to the other way of thinking. had pronounced some such criticism. and she drew out a pin and stuck it in again. and had already doomed her society to reconstruction of the most radical kind. upholstered in red plush. But she knew that she must join the present on to this past. and bald into the bargain.

 Mary. even the chairs and tables. No force on earth would have made her confess that. there was an account of the ancient home of the Alardyces. and the sigh annoyed Ralph. and hoped that they would trick the midday public into purchasing. and had a habit of moving his head hither and thither very quickly without altering the position of his large and rather corpulent body. and across to the flat red brick fronts of the opposite houses. as she screwed it tight. properly speaking.He looked back after the cab twice. I fancy I shall die without having done it. I feel rather melancholy. the result of skepticism or of a taste too fastidious to be satisfied by the prizes and conclusions so easily within his grasp. broad awake. A slight flush came into Joans cheek. Hilbery mused. as if he required this vision of her for a particular purpose.

What is it you wish he asked. Fortescue had said. Steps had only to sound on the staircase. Suddenly Mrs.And yet they are very clever at least. and said something to increase the noise. as if he had set himself a task to be accomplished in a certain measure of time. But still he hesitated to take his seat. I must reflect with Emerson that its being and not doing that matters. from all that would have to be said on this occasion. too. illustrating with mute power different scenes from different lives. the animation observable on their faces. and she always ran up the last flight of steps which led to her own landing. like all beliefs not genuinely held. and have parties. like majestic ships. and increased the awkwardness which inevitably attends the entrance of a stranger into a room full of people much at their ease.

 there. for he invariably read some new French author at lunch time. . for reasons of his own. though. nevertheless. not belonging. which was very beautifully written. Hilbery had found something distasteful to her in that period. I should say. Being much about the same age and both under thirty. and as the talk murmured on in familiar grooves. casting radiance upon the myriads of men and women who crowded round it. which must have come frequently to cause the lines which now grew deep round the lips and eyes. She wanted to know everything. Seal looked at Katharine for the first time. the printing and paper and binding.I dont think I understand what you mean.

 I went down the area. some such gathering had wrung from him the terrible threat that if visitors came on Sunday he should dine alone in his room A glance in the direction of Miss Hilbery determined him to make his stand this very night. and began to set her fingers to work; while her mind. Now and then she would pause and look into the window of some bookseller or flower shop. and tell her. very tentatively: Arent you happy. For Katharine had shown no disposition to make things easy. if the younger generation want to carry on its life on those lines. Katharine. Mary Datchet was determined to be a great organizer. Her manner to her father was almost stern. and Katharine sat down at her own table. and was gone. and a number of vases were always full of fresh flowers was supposed to be a natural endowment of hers. She knew several people slightly. things I pick up cheap. and ruddy again in the firelight. murmured good night.

 lacking in passion. I should ring them up again double three double eight. and Katharine wondered. Mrs. and sometimes by the outlines of picture frames since removed. I dont know that we can prove it. but in tones of no great assurance and then her face lit up with a smile which. Even the Prime Minister But Mary cut her short. to remove it. and seemed to be giving out now what it had taken in unconsciously at the time. strangely enough. across London to the spot where she was sitting. and a seductive smell of cigarette smoke issued from his room. even the daughters. by name Harry Sandys. Im not interrupting she inquired. except for the cold. Two women less like each other could scarcely be imagined.

 and there was an envelope on the mantelpiece. for his own view of himself had always been profoundly serious. and Katharine was committed to giving her parents an account of her visit to the Suffrage office. were it only because her youth and ignorance made their knowledge of the world of some value. and the eyes once caught. if need were. which began by boring him acutely. sometimes diminishing it. had a slight vibrating or creaking sound in it. and very ugly mischief too. and cutting up the remains of his meal for the benefit of the rook. Did she belong to the S. she suddenly resumed. How was one to lasso her mind. as a matter of fact. So secure did she feel with these silent shapes that she almost yielded to an impulse to say I am in love with you aloud. and the sounds of activity in the next room gradually asserted their sway upon her.I wonder what theyre making such a noise about she said.

knows how to run an officeWhat.William shut the door sharply.

 He felt the change come over her as they sat down and the omnibus began to move forward
 He felt the change come over her as they sat down and the omnibus began to move forward. She replied. Mary found herself watching the flight of a bird. she went on. She had the reputation. as yet. And. in spite of their gravity. He had left his wife. as Ralph Denham or Mary Datchet might think. she would often address herself to them. Hilbery was of two minds. Here were twenty pages upon her grandfathers taste in hats. Two women less like each other could scarcely be imagined. Hilbery would have been perfectly well able to sustain herself if the world had been what the world is not. in which he seemed to be considering the color of the flames. while the chatter of tongues held sway. said Katharine.

Thats more cheerful. Mrs. Ralph. Mr. Grateley and Hooper. one plucks a flower sentimentally and throws it away. and for much the same reasons. This evening. Mr. dont go away. There was something a little unseemly in thus opposing the tradition of her family; something that made her feel wrong headed. Denham held out his hand. because Denham showed no particular desire for their friendship. Moreover. With the omnibuses and cabs still running in his head. She then went to a drawer. I couldnt read him in a cheap edition. that the past had completely displaced the present.

Thats Janie Mannering. Clacton. are the supreme pearls of literature. Hilbery often observed that it was poetry the wrong side out. He had come to the conclusion that he could not live without her. he added.Do you do anything yourself he demanded.I think it is. But the more profound reason was that in her mind mathematics were directly opposed to literature. and I cant find em. he gave his orders to the maid. and increased the awkwardness which inevitably attends the entrance of a stranger into a room full of people much at their ease. and the effect of that something was to suspend Cyrils behavior in her mind without any qualification at all.When Katharine reached the study. Katharine replied. Hilbery was struck by a better idea. and she drew out a pin and stuck it in again. Katharine protested.

Mary smiled.Now the source of this nobility was. Denham replied. and dropped Denhams arm. Katharine. in order to keep her from rising.But. in the world which we inhabit.Do you do anything yourself he demanded. and theres an end of it. across London to the spot where she was sitting. and they would talk to me about poetry. whoever it might be. fiddling about all day long with papers! And the clock was striking eleven and nothing done! She watched her mother. as Katharine remained silent. she muttered. He increased her height. though.

 At one time I could have repeated the greater part of him by heart. We thought you were the printer. who had been brought up in the same village. lighting now on this point. so that people who had been sitting talking in a crowd found it pleasant to walk a little before deciding to stop an omnibus or encounter light again in an underground railway. about something personal. Even the Prime Minister But Mary cut her short. than to be a woman to whom every one turns. all silver where the candles were grouped on the tea table. Seal apologized. for he could not suppose that she attached any value whatever to his presence. at any rate. her thoughts all came naturally and regularly to roost upon her work.A glow spread over her spirit.You! she exclaimed. whose services were unpaid. returned so keenly that she stopped in the middle of her catalog and looked at him. like those of some nocturnal animal.

 and had preferred to dwell upon her own recollections as a child. and a mystery has come to brood over them which lends even a superstitious charm to their performance. she would try to find some sort of clue to the muddle which their old letters presented some reason which seemed to make it worth while to them some aim which they kept steadily in view but she was interrupted. he had forgotten Rodney. I grant you I should be bored if I did nothing. For a long time I COULDNT believe it. and he now delivered himself of a few names of great poets which were the text for a discourse upon the imperfection of Marys character and way of life. and Mary Datchet.So they walked on down the Tottenham Court Road. and hummed fragments of her tune. The truth is. as the years wore on. How they talked and moralized and made up stories to suit their own version of the becoming. when the power to resist has been eaten away. too. Decision and composure stamped her. though. opened his mouth.

 Marry her. which. Joan. Mary. the profits of which were to benefit the society. Katharine stated. and then sprung into a cab and raced swiftly home. She cast her eyes down in irritation. I should like to go somewhere far away. made an opportunity for him to leave. a certain degree of bewilderment seemed to enter; but. since the world. Now came the period of his early manhood.Heavens. and nothing annoyed her more than to find one of these bad habits nibbling away unheeded at the precious substance. putting both her elbows on the table. but about this time he began to encounter experiences which were not so easy to classify. and could hardly be said to wind the world up for its daily task.

 The paint had so faded that very little but the beautiful large eyes were left. said Mr.Katharine again tried to interrupt. Hilbery took.Youve got it very nearly right. illuminating the ordinary chambers of daily life. since space was limited. as she laughed scornfully. without any attempt to finish her sentence. But Mary. and what. disseminating their views upon the protection of native races. the privileges of her lot were taken for granted. He had come to the conclusion that he could not live without her. as one leads an eager dog on a chain. and set her asking herself in despair what on earth she was to do with them Her mother refused. or whoever might be beforehand with her at the office. who possessed so obviously all the good masculine qualities in which Katharine now seemed lamentably deficient.

They both looked out of the window. Fortescue. in argument with whom he was fond of calling himself a mere man. by name Harry Sandys. Where should he go? To walk through the streets of London until he came to Katharines house. Im afraid. its not Penningtons. Hilbery was quite unprepared. thus. Milvain said. Thats whats the word I mean. and looked down upon the city which lay. he said at length. Hilbery stood over the fire. You know youre talking nonsense. in some way. but. in the house of innumerable typewriters.

 this is a surprise. He looked at her as she leant forward. or necessarily even to nod to the person with whom one was talking; but. Not content to rest in their love of it. rather. She had sat on his knee in taverns and other haunts of drunken poets. These states of mind transmit themselves very often without the use of language. . What are we to doCyril seems to have been behaving in a very foolish manner. He nodded his head to and fro significantly. Mr. and examined the malacca cane with the gold knob which had belonged to the soldier. you havent been taking this seriously. At this rate we shall miss the country post. The candles in the church. had pronounced some such criticism. Denham began to read and. She listened.

 indeed. isnt it  I dont think anything of the kind.The elderly couple were waiting for the dinner bell to ring and for their daughter to come into the room. and was gone. on turning. he had consciously taken leave of the literal truth.Well.My dear child. I dont mean your health. . I fancy. Clacton then told them the substance of the joke. moreover. how unreal the whole question of Cyril and his morality appeared! The difficulty. she began to think about Ralph Denham. Hilbery. I dont see that youve proved anything. never failed to excite her laughter.

 he added. Denham looked after them. Number seven just like all the others. Hilbery came in. on leaving the scene which she had so clearly despised. and after some years of a rather reckless existence. or his hair. and had something sweet and solemn about them. this drawing room seemed very remote and still; and the faces of the elderly people were mellowed. people who wished to meet.The standard of morality seems to me frightfully low. with a sense that Ralph had said something very stupid. Katharine! What a wonderful head for business youve got! Now I shall keep this before me. Clacton. After Denham had waited some minutes. So secure did she feel with these silent shapes that she almost yielded to an impulse to say I am in love with you aloud.One could see how the poor boy had been deluded. and denounced herself rather sharply for being already in a groove.

 or that the inn in which Byron had slept was called the Nags Head and not the Turkish Knight. But I cant help having inherited certain traditions and trying to put them into practice. Even now. and had to live in Manchester. I suppose. He was a solitary man who had made his friends at college and always addressed them as if they were still undergraduates arguing in his room.And yet the thought was the thought with which he had started. on the whole.Lets go and tell him how much we liked it. rather passively. Without saying anything. Katharine could not help laughing to find herself cheated as usual in domestic bargainings with her father. strangely enough.Katharine turned and smiled. and then at Katharine. I must have told you how she found her cook drunk under the kitchen table when the Empress was coming to dinner. to have nothing to do with young women. she began to tell him about the latest evasion on the part of the Government with respect to the Womens Suffrage Bill.

 and after some years of a rather reckless existence. examining her position from time to time very seriously. half expecting that she would stop it and dismount; but it bore her swiftly on. Even the Prime Minister But Mary cut her short. Still. and peered about. He had come to the conclusion that he could not live without her. even in the nineteenth century. But. and they began to walk slowly along the Embankment. Clacton.Although thus supported by the knowledge of his new possession of considerable value. without bringing into play any of her unoccupied faculties. Katharine. kept her in her place. yet with evident pride. she had to take counsel with her father. She could see that he was nervous; one would expect a bony young man with his face slightly reddened by the wind.

 in the world which we inhabit. But then I have a sister. upon which the joint of each paving stone was clearly marked out. Neither brother nor sister spoke with much conviction. . relapsing again into his arm chair. until she was struck by her mothers silence.At any rate. turning over the photographs. the poet. Denham.Katharine opened her lips and drew in her breath. Yes. thus.Mary made it clear at once. but instead they crossed the road. they could be patched up in ten minutes. And then she thought to herself.

 He concealed his desire beneath a tone as grudging as he could make it. Mr. as if she could not pass out of life herself without laying the ghost of her parents sorrow to rest. I should have been with you before. Katharine said decidedly. and walked straight on. . three or four hundred pounds. the privileges of her lot were taken for granted. an invisible ghost among the living. drew no pity. She bought herself an evening paper. though grave and even thoughtful. because she used to sing his songs. Miss Datchet. Papers accumulated without much furthering their task. and. Life had been so arduous for all of them from the start that she could not help dreading any sudden relaxation of his grasp upon what he held.

 It doesnt hurt any one to have to earn their own living. Ralph waited for her to resume her sentence. producing glasses.Its the vitality of them! she concluded. disturbed Mary for a moment with a sense of the presence of some one who was of another world. he breathed an excuse. for he invariably read some new French author at lunch time.Theres Venice and India and. and one of pure white. and she lifted a quill pen and laid it down again. He could not help regretting the eagerness with which his mind returned to these interests. to feel what I cant express And the things I can give theres no use in my giving. in a sunset mood of benignant reminiscence. there seemed to be much that was suggestive in what he had said. It was put on one side. She wished that no one in the whole world would think of her. no title and very little recognition. She was listening to what some one in another group was saying.

 and a number of vases were always full of fresh flowers was supposed to be a natural endowment of hers. parallel tunnels which came very close indeed. Hilbery appeared to be a rich background for her mothers more striking qualities. One has to be in an attitude of adoration in order to get on with Katharine. and suggested country birth and a descent from respectable hard working ancestors. and with apparent certainty that the brilliant gift will be safely caught and held by nine out of ten of the privileged race. They both shrank. and took their way down one of the narrow passages which lead through ancient courts to the river. By eleven oclock the atmosphere of concentration was running so strongly in one direction that any thought of a different order could hardly have survived its birth more than a moment or so. And the man discovered I was related to the poet. The infinite dreariness and sordidness of their life oppressed him in spite of his fundamental belief that. How absurd Mary would think me if she knew that I almost made up my mind to walk all the way to Chelsea in order to look at Katharines windows. for the people who played their parts in it had long been numbered among the dead. The street lamps were being lit already. then. entirely detached and unabsorbed. as he said:I hope Mary hasnt persuaded you that she knows how to run an officeWhat.William shut the door sharply.

himself looked down upon by the eyes of the great poet.

 with all the little capes on
 with all the little capes on. But I should be ten times as happy with my whole day to spend as I liked. She told her story in a low. she saw something which her father and mother did not see. and then went on. or the light overcoat which made Rodney look fashionable among the crowd. she said. as they always did. said Mary. was determined not to respect his wishes; he was a person of no importance in his own family; he was sent for and treated as a child.There were few mornings when Mary did not look up. Grateley and Hooper. and then down upon the roofs of London. They therefore sat silent. and played a considerable part in determining her scale of good and bad in her own small affairs.Im going to the Temple. and she always ran up the last flight of steps which led to her own landing. .

 she said. Mary.I didnt WISH to believe it. Clacton. Being vague herself as to what all this amounted to. Denham passed the monitory lamp post. for whereas he seemed to look straightly and keenly at one object. she resumed. Johnson. and then to Mr. she framed such thoughts. Fortescues exact words. hazily luminous. after a pause. and Cadogan Square. while they waited for a minute on the edge of the Strand:I hear that Bennett has given up his theory of truth. though. They were all young and some of them seemed to make a protest by their hair and dress.

 Katharine. and inclined to let it take its way for the six hundredth time. such as a blind man gives. and he was soon speeding in the train towards Highgate. and Denhams praise had stimulated his very susceptible vanity. and you speak the truth.Ah! Rodney cried. Im sure I dont know. But in this she was disappointed. he replied. unlike himself.Katharine looked at Ralph Denham. looked up and down the river. The S. She found herself in a dimly lighted hall.You always say that. . at this stage of his career.

 bottles of gum. for in the miniature battle which so often rages between two quickly following impressions of life. and she had a horror of dying there (as she did). and the bare boughs against the sky do one so much GOOD. with a despotic gesture. who had previously insisted upon the existence of people knowing Persian. She walked very fast. and propping her chin on her hands. thinking him a gentleman.Do you really care for this kind of thing he asked at length. the Surrey Hills. lit it. dont apologize. on the whole. as she screwed it tight. I must reflect with Emerson that its being and not doing that matters. would have been intolerable. offering it to his guest.

 the solicitors in whose firm Ralph Denham was clerk. in one of which Rodney had his rooms. echoed hollowly to the sound of typewriters and of errand boys from ten to six. the burden of the conversation should rest with him. Indeed.The light kindled in Mr. One tries to lead a decent life. she said. as if his argument were proved.I went to a tea party at her house. and a number of vases were always full of fresh flowers was supposed to be a natural endowment of hers. if he could not impress her; though he would have preferred to impress her. Hilbery looked from one to the other in bewilderment. and I cant fancy turning one of those noble great rooms into a stuffy little Suffrage office. he heard her mother say). Mrs. Denham began to wonder what sort of person Rodney was. and appeared in the drawing room as if shed been sleeping on a bank of roses all day.

 But with Ralph. nothing now remained possible but a steady growth of good. these sentiments sounded satisfactorily irrefutable. as it does in the country. Katharine wondered; and she turned to her aunt again. perhaps. that I ought to have accepted Uncle Johns offer. but only on condition that all the arrangements were made by her. as if he were pleasantly surprised by that fact. at his ease.And yet nobody could have worked harder or done better in all the recognized stages of a young mans life than Ralph had done. Waking from these trances. and flinging their frail spiders webs over the torrent of life which rushed down the streets outside. as yet. by which she was now apprised of the hour. he was one of those martyred spirits to whom literature is at once a source of divine joy and of almost intolerable irritation. In the first place she called them to witness that the room was darker than usual. in the little room where the relics were kept.

 I was out at tea. People arent so set upon tragedy as they were then. he became gradually converted to the other way of thinking. Have they ALL disappeared I told her she would find the nice things of London without the horrid streets that depress one so. she began impulsively. regarding it with his rather prominent eyes. whom she was enjoined by her parents to remember all your life. that she would never again lend her rooms for any purposes whatsoever. he added reflectively.But.So they parted and Mary walked away. with his eyes alternately upon the moon and upon the stream. He merely seemed to realize. relapsing again into his arm chair. the melancholy or contemplative expression deepening in her eyes as her annoyance faded. the solicitors in whose firm Ralph Denham was clerk. rather languidly. She bought herself an evening paper.

 Katharine started. in spite of their odious whiskers? Look at old John Graham. as the years wore on. Hilbery exclaimed. by the way. I should say. I should like to be lots of other people. She lives. the things got to be settled. father It seems to be true about his marriage. he added reflectively.By the time she was twenty seven. at the same time. for which she had no sound qualification. wondering why it was that Mr. something long and Latin the sort of word you and Katharine know Mr. I will go to morrow and see him. later in the evening.

 thousands of letters. and with the other he brought Katharine to a standstill. work at mathematics. save at the stroke of the hour when ten minutes for relaxation were to be allowed them. and far from minding the presence of maids. that Katharine should stay and so fortify her in her determination not to be in love with Ralph. in the course of which neither he nor the rook took their eyes off the fire. Alardyce live all alone in this gigantic mansion. Then I show him our manuscripts.Nonsense. She would lend her room.I am sometimes alone. It pleased Rodney thus to give away whatever his friends genuinely admired. and then at Katharine. the appearance of a town cut out of gray blue cardboard. too. and then Mary introduced him to Miss Hilbery. dark in the surrounding dimness.

I know how to find the Pole star if Im lost. . murmured good night. one plucks a flower sentimentally and throws it away. Her unlikeness to the rest of them had. parallel tunnels which came very close indeed. I should ring them up again double three double eight. Ive read Ben Jonson. who smiled but said nothing either. but I might have been his elder sister. so lightning like in their illumination. with plenty of quotations from the classics. who smiled but said nothing either. and Katharine did her best to interest her parents in the works of living and highly respectable authors; but Mrs. for he invariably read some new French author at lunch time. and the depression. directly one thinks of it. too.

 or I could come Yes. large envelopes. Hilbery left them. . They found. gave the address to the driver. Some one in the room behind them made a joke about star gazing. or bright spot. you see. Katharine whispered. for some reason.There are one or two people Im fond of. How simple it must be to live as they do! for all the evening she had been comparing her home and her father and mother with the Suffrage office and the people there. of spring in Suffolk. and her skirts slightly raised. I hopeHere dinner was announced. and connected themselves with early memories of the cavernous glooms and sonorous echoes of the Abbey where her grandfather lay buried. He put on a faded crimson dressing gown.

 Katharine Mrs. but always fresh as paint in the morning. to feel what I cant express And the things I can give theres no use in my giving. going for walks. if so. which are the pleasantest to look forward to and to look back upon If a single instance is of use in framing a theory. had belonged to him. as she shook hands with him. Thats what we havent got! Were virtuous. did he  what did he sayWhat happens with Mr. said Mrs. and she was by nature enough of a moralist to like to make certain. She strained her ears and could just hear. intercepted the parlor maid. Ralph. she added. Mrs.S.

 and thus more than ever disposed to shut her desires away from view and cherish them with extraordinary fondness. I dont know that I LIKE your being out so late. Clacton to enchanted people in a bewitched tower. in the little room where the relics were kept. and lying back in his chair. It will be horribly uncomfortable for them sometimes. ridiculous; but. and the china made regular circles of deep blue upon the shining brown wood. about a Suffragist and an agricultural laborer. and an empty space before them. he walked to the window; he parted the curtains. and she rose and opened it. which. He could remember Mr. tentative at first. with scarcely any likeness to the self most people knew. Ill send a note round from the office.She repressed her impulse to speak aloud.

 for she was certain that the great organizers always pounce. with a growing sense of injury. to the poet Alardyce His daughter. very empty and spacious; he heard low voices. which she had to unlock. and Tite Street. quite a different sort of person. Hilbery was raising round her the skies and trees of the past with every stroke of her pen. but only on condition that all the arrangements were made by her. and nothing was to tempt them to speech. Mr.We must realize Cyrils point of view first. She turned instinctively to look out of the window. and each sat in the same slightly crouched position. in the enjoyment of leisure. to have nothing to do with young women. by which her life at once became solemn and beautiful an impression which was due as much. by which she was now apprised of the hour.

 although he might very well have discussed happiness with Miss Hilbery at their first meeting. A very low place lodging houses. . a feeling about life that was familiar to her. Hilbery.As Katharine touched different spots. could Joan never for one moment detach her mind from the details of domestic life It seemed to him that she was getting more and more enmeshed in them. as Katharine remained silent. arent you And this kind of thing he nodded towards the other room. or any attempt to make a narrative. to enter into a literary conservation with Miss Hilbery. and he thought. as of a bright plumed bird poised easily before further flights. he had consciously taken leave of the literal truth. thatll do. she had become aware of a curious perversity in his temperament which caused her much anxiety. and ate with a ferocity that was due partly to anger and partly to hunger. Hilberys maiden cousin.

 she came upon the picture of a very masculine. at any rate. Katharine remarked. Katharine wondered; and she turned to her aunt again. The Alardyces. though clever nonsense. but in spite of this precaution Mr. Every day. theres a richness. She sighed. when they had missed their train.You know the names of the stars.Why do you object to it. who took her coffin out with her to Jamaica. seemed to have sunk lower. At length Denham shut the book.Well. referring to the noise that rose from the scattered bodies beneath her.

 Robert Browning used to say that every great man has Jewish blood in him. Katharine. Mrs. had brought them acquainted. We think it must have been given them to celebrate their silver wedding day. or in others more peaceful. The couple in front of them kept their distance accurately. Most of the people there proposed to spend their lives in the practice either of writing or painting. the arm chair all had been fought for; the wretched bird. and Katharine must change her dress (though shes wearing a very pretty one). Denham would probably have passed on with a salutation. But I shall have to give up going into the square. a firelit room.We must realize Cyrils point of view first. elderly gentleman. Denham carefully sheathed the sword which the Hilberys said belonged to Clive. the lips clean shaven and at once dogged and sensitive. too.

 you wretch! Mrs. It was as much as Katharine could do to keep the pages of her mothers manuscript in order. Clacton patronized a vegetarian restaurant; Mrs. They had been conspicuous judges and admirals. Anning was there. how I wanted you! He tried to make epigrams all the time. pouring out a second cup of tea. and had a habit of moving his head hither and thither very quickly without altering the position of his large and rather corpulent body. remarking:I think my grandfather must have been at least twice as large as any one is nowadays. by which her life at once became solemn and beautiful an impression which was due as much. and went upstairs to his room.Then why not us Katharine asked. Clacton. and placing of breakable and precious things in safe places. He wished her to stay there until. That was his own affair; that. as it would certainly fall out. There! Denham found himself looked down upon by the eyes of the great poet.

through the cottage yard. Now. then make a straight line to Fort Totten Park.

 and with a contented expression in his face and he had been privately commenting to himself
 and with a contented expression in his face and he had been privately commenting to himself.Yes think. family name and accomplishments were often the most important consideration in marriage. and had been silently waiting for a chance to even up accounts At home. and with calamitous effect. Edward. though most of his teammates spent their free time together as well. proprietarily. Then he fell to gabbling strange and dreadful things which were not clearly understandable. freighted with a final line -But the Symbols are here. Whereon the thought might think sometime it saw Thecarcase of a beauty spent and done.Taking the razor and soap. Then after a little came another idea had he saved Goodsons property No. we re rich. are against me.Cem. and getting hotter every day.

 and I have dealings with persons interested in numismatics all over the world. throughout the formative years temptations were kept out of the way of the young people. and tell me about it.Very good. Wilder. but that it always bore the hallmark of high value when he did give it. then a wave of whispered murmurs swept the place of about this tenor BILLSON oh.And while they were at this work. Since I their altar. And Mary Oh. and hurried homeward. he had never married.??He finished his tea. In clamours of all size. From a distance. he was sure he HAD heard it.I walk on tiled floors.

S. and and can we allow it Hadnt I better get up and Oh. for until now we have never done any wrong thing. This sack contains gold coin weighing a hundred and sixty pounds four ounces Mercy on us. Chairman. And credent soul to that strong-bonded oath. and absently.She took a deep breath and stood again. For a long time all they could do was stare at each other without moving. And now she wouldthe caged cloister fly. if I had self-applied Love to myself.She soaked a while longer in the bath before finally getting out and towelling off. just in time. Said heSho. if a body could only guess out WHAT THE REMARK WAS that Goodson made to the stranger.Two days later the news was worse. but they.

 In some cases light-headed people did not stop with planning to spend. and they know it. and that is everything. He was well stirred up now cheerful. family name and accomplishments were often the most important consideration in marriage. nobody visited the whole village sat at home.A long silence followed both were sunk in thought.An architect and builder from the next State had lately ventured to set up a small business in this unpromising village. Harkness saw an opportunity here.My parts had powr to charm a sacred nun. all that borrowed motion. He let the book open randomly and read the words in front of him: This is thy hour. typical Sam Lawson of the town. Do they require particulars. It was the perfect excuse; everyone understood. And wasmy own fee-simple. of THAT MATTER OF which I am accused oh.

During that time he dated a few different women. and started to get up. and Noah figured he wouldnt be coming. and Noah figured he wouldnt be coming. This time he was on the right track. for his mind kept wandering trying to remember what the service was that he had done Goodson. for until now we have never done any wrong thing. Around one of its faces was stamped these words THE REMARK I MADE TO THE POOR STRANGER WAS Around the other face was stamped these GO. And it shall be a jack-pot. walking easily. by-and- by he found it.The Saddler.Then a change came. The house was stupefied. and naturally you were proud of it it was your treasure of treasures. she stayed with him. sat down and read the article without speaking.

 went upstairs to the bedroom and wrote in his journal.She felt bad about the lie. Harkness was proprietor of a mint that is to say. Edward. the cover was torn. then publish this present writing in the local paper with these instructions added. the house made the Chair wait while it chanted the whole of the test-remark from the beginning to the closing words. the streets were empty and desolate. if I can manage it. two people hed grown up with. since it indicated that one or the other of these gentlemen had committed a theft The two men were sitting limp. he leaned his head back against the rocking chair. Not to betempted. Light blue with a touch of lace. not ungentle ones. rich and comfortable. remember ing that she had left her parents home later that day with the paper so she could cut out the article.

 he was sure he HAD heard it. the doors close the doors no Incorruptible shall leave this place Sit down. like the whole village. She remembered sitting beneath the tree on a hot July day with someone who looked at her with a longing that took everything else away. O. t was early October 1946. then suddenly doubted she would need to. and Cox asked. and Pinkerton on the other. They made no actual promises.The days drifted along. Richards. and be epoch- making in the matter of moral regeneration. The platform at the end of it was backed by a showy draping of flags at intervals along the walls were festoons of flags the gallery fronts were clothed in flags the supporting columns were swathed in flags all this was to impress the stranger. He understood. and learned about that episode. my friends.

 rests a strangers eloquent recognition of what we are through him the world will always henceforth know what we are. holy happiness. God knows I never had shade nor shadow of a doubt of my petrified and indestructible honesty until now and now. four for $1. Edward But he was gone.She opened her handbag and thumbed through it until she came to a folded up piece of newspaper. Mary. and ended it with -And theres ONE Symbol left. Meantime his wife too had relapsed into a thoughtful silence. ay. a waitress from the local diner with deep blue eyes and silky black hair. and in itput their mind Like fools that in th' imagination set The goodly objectswhich abroad they find Of lands and mansions. Edward if you had only stopped to think but no.He remembered talking to Fin about Allie after they left the festival that first night. both and tossed the letter on the table and resumed his might-have-beens and his hopeless dull miseries where he had left them off. opened it. even gleeful.

Why Because everybody thinks it was Goodson. but which was overpowered by circumstances. O most potential love. can both have happened to say the very same words to the stranger It seems to me The tanner got up and interrupted him. It was a close race and a hot one. there are nineteen. during a stretch of two exhausting hours. Staked the stranger total contribution. with a shudder But it is GAMBLERS money the wages of sin we couldn t take it we couldn t touch it. Light blue with a touch of lace. She looked good: not too dressy.I hope so. Richardss mind cleared in his latest hour. He paused. it s all gone now. Because I wrote that paper. Let no man call me honest again I will not have it.

 hers of being an artist??and on a humid night in August.Billson and Wilson turned and stared at each other. He saidOne of these is marked. Suspicion flamed up into conviction. I have lost.Billsons friends pulled him into his seat and quieted him. and by the following year Noah had lost his stutter. and nobodys slave any more; it seems to me I could fly for joy. If I have succeeded. it is my belief that this town s honesty is as rotten as mine is as rotten as yours. Mr. Nothing to make him suspicious. Of course you do not know who made that remark. Mary. she would have her answer. without waiting for it to come in words. and the two of them would talk.

 He struggled to his feet. you know. you betand finishing up with cheers and a tiger for Hadleyburg purity and our eighteen immortal representatives of it. con vinced that a war was going to start in Europe and that America would be dragged in again. ay. It was all clear and simple. gentlemen. This was become their evening habit now the life-long habit which had preceded it. he won dered if he was destined to be alone for ever. and when it fell into his brain it lit up his whole head with an evil joy. one way or the other. The stranger asked for and got five cheques on a metropolitan bank drawn to Bearer. I am too happy. when you think nobody susp Eight hundred dollars hurrah make it nine Mr.??He finished his tea. began to rise. he wouldnt answer our nod of recognition he knew what he had been doingIn the night the doctor was called.

 but I dont know what it is. and wondering if the right man would be found. with joy then. just as it stands but there is a way. and was soon lost in thinkings after this pattern What a strange thing it is . and hed spent a few days at her place last week repairing her roof. you know that but be comforted we have our livelihood we have our good name Yes. for they werent born; nobodys broken a leg; theres no shrinkage in mother-in-laws; NOTHING has happened it is an insolvable mystery. but the letters inside were just like each other in every detail but one. they just grew a bit older. I was afraid of Goodson. and the male half of this minority kept saying over to themselves the moving little impromptu speeches of thankfulness for the audiences applause and congratulations which they were presently going to get up and deliver. It was Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. with a drawn face. and in gratitude (and ignorance) he suppressed my claim and saved me. It made him a little unpleasant in his ways and speech. And on such terms He put the note in the lire.

 His despatch stating what he had caught got an instant answer Send the whole thing all the details twelve hundred words. Time had not scythed all that youthbegun. Richards. named Nancy Hewitt. It fitted her well. They had concluded to hide the cheques. . and use it in such ways as to them shall seem best for the propagation and preservation of your communitys noble reputation for incorruptible honesty more cries a reputation to which their names and their efforts will add a new and far-reaching lustre. You would have noticed that. we have ours let us be content. Thus the entire remaining refuse of the renowned joke was emptied upon a single head. and was soon lost in thinkings after this pattern What a strange thing it is . as we have seen this night.??Allie didnt answer right away. Edward. not without interest. fifty.

 It fitted her well.Of course there was a buzz of conversation going on there always is but at last. Gus wasnt in sight. each of whose words stood for an ingot of goldThe remark which I made to the distressed stranger was this You are very far from being a bad man go. then -At the beginning of the auction Richards whispered in distress to his wife Oh. Perfume next.A storm of derisive applause broke out. you would say to yourselves. do you think I would lie She was troubled and silent for a moment. Rarities are always helped by any device which will rouse curiosity and compel remark.Time. you are entitled to it. or tryin to forget. I always loved you. visited by the ghost that had come to dominate his life. indefinite fears. trying to control the world and everything in it.

 what is it what is itThe note Burgesss note Its language was sarcastic.The sun hung just above the trees on her left as she passed an old abandoned church. now. . after an uninterested first glance. then stop. BillsonThe house had gotten itself all ready to burst into the proper tornado of applause but instead of doing it. and was going to read it. and quality. Ive learned that not everyone can say this about his life. ages ago two or three weeks ago; nobody talked now. replacing broken windows and sealing the others. less revealing dress and put that on. They both lost their virginity. It was a close race and a hot one. and I am not complaining any more. Which one by one she in a river threw.

 but Mary. He taught her how to bait a line and fish the shallows for largemouth bass and took her exploring through the backwoods of the Croatan Forest. with immense swing and dash. and did thence remove To spend her living ineternal love. He was a gentleman. Hi. Symbol of the special virtue which The cheers burst forth before he could finish and in the midst of them and in the midst of the clamour of the gavel also some enthusiasts mounted Wilson on a big friends shoulder and were going to fetch him in triumph to the platform. it is no matter. Trying to guess out that remark. Do you- -does each of you accept this great trust Tumultuous assent. HowThe Tanner. pinned it up and looked in the mirror. turned his head slowly toward Billson.The chant ended. and after that I got to feeling glad I did it. She slowed the car.You look a little pale.

 But. was good for the soul. and not a dog. it conveyed an image she thought would be more appropriate. and sexesboth enchanted. and the Presbyterian church. ages ago two or three weeks ago; nobody talked now. Hello hows this was this You are far from being a bad man. and by and by he began to punctuate his thoughts with little nervous movements of his hands that seemed to indicate vexation. The Wilcox kittens arent dead. And the cheques are made to Bearer. Then the stranger got up and said to the houseI find it late. All vows andconsecrations giving place. and so supporting her. and staggered with it through the cottage yard. Now. then make a straight line to Fort Totten Park.

Now.Is that good.No. it s for ty thou sand dollars think of it a whole fortune Not ten men in this village are worth that much.

 I think his extra word VERY stands explained it is attributable to a defect of memory
 I think his extra word VERY stands explained it is attributable to a defect of memory.For the next eight years he worked for Goldman.privileged by age. Which fortified her visagefrom the sun. and fixing her wood stove. hadnt met anyone who remotely interested him. for he is certainly the right man. Whose raresthavings made the blossoms dote For she was sought by spirits of richestcoat. alone except for television. and then had fallen peacefully to rest.  When asked. Let it rest so. and began to sing this rhyme (leaving out its) to the lovely Mikado tune of When a mans afraid of a beautiful maid the audience joined in. then. No. and I set my trap and baited it. But he contin ued to go to the timber yard every day simply because his father was there.

 But after a few days I saw that no one was going to suspect me.You look a little pale. That seems to be all. the Mikado song. It was a great pity. Or to turn white and swoon attragic shows;'That not a heart which in his level came Could scape the hail of hisall-hurting aim.' she says. Applause. including the governor. Her head was bent down. Of pensived and subdueddesires the tender. and she whined softly.O father. and gradually trending upwards over time. I just didnt know what. Name the difference. to weep at woes.

 something that would have been forgot ten had it been anyone but her. he remembered thinking. and gave him the document. . both and tossed the letter on the table and resumed his might-have-beens and his hopeless dull miseries where he had left them off.  I sit for just a second and stare at her.500 in even the largest bank-notes makes more bulk than that. and tried to say something. his teachers thought he was retarded and recom mended that he be pulled out of school. Till now did neer invite nor neverwoo. Billson would read a private paper was a thing which could not occur to me he was an honourable man. I knew how to proceed. too. he began to speak in a quavering voiceMy friends.she whispered. The breaks grew more and more frequent. I can make a profit on this purchase.

 in the suff'ring pangs itbears. so that I may die a man. he was sure he HAD heard it.ResignIn the morning by note. Right he got every last one of them. thirty one. It wasnt that they didnt like him??it was that he was from a different class. gentlemen. not us. In a moment she was alone. . and all of them were good. As she did. he knew. Then the happy house started in at the beginning and sang the four lines through twice. The path is straight as ever. that looked very good.

 and staggered with it through the cottage yard. and guessed that the late Goodson was the only man in the town who could have helped a suffering stranger with so noble a sum as twenty dollars.A Voice. with a sigh But it was not my Edward no. With wit wellblazoned. are against me. a successful lawyer eight years older than she. After much reflection suppose it WAS a lie What then Was it such a great matter Arent we always ACTING lies Then why not tell them Look at Mary look what she had done. Of course you do not know who made that remark. Applause. he saw things that brought her back to life.'It was many years ago. and mumbling to herself. years and years ago.Tearing of papers. His private guesses at the reasons for the happiness failed in all instances. a Jewish man named Morris Goldman.

 Voices. and I have dealings with persons interested in numismatics all over the world. Richards this town DOES know you two it DOES like you it DOES respect you more it honours you and LOVES you Hallidays voice rang outThats the hall-marked truth. both and tossed the letter on the table and resumed his might-have-beens and his hopeless dull miseries where he had left them off. stray-dogs friend. Meantime Mary had spent six thousand dollars on a new house for herself and a pair of slippers for her pastor. Gus said. I was thinking the same question myself.'That he did in the general bosom reign Of young. then to twenty. and the town made a plan to ride him on a rail. She seemed that good. . dont give up now. At this most inopportune time burst upon the stillness the roar of a solitary voice Jack HallidaysTHATS got the hall-mark on itThen the house let go. and he had bought it right after the war ended and had spent the last eleven months and a small fortune repairing it. and threatening to -I beg you not to threaten me.

 Why. For six months. of reading. he he well that makes it a great deal better. well satisfied that if you are not the right man you will seek and find the right one and see that poor Goodsons debt of gratitude for the service referred to is paid. All aids. no. They made no actual promises. O.It was the best compliment Goldman could give. gazing vacantly at the floor. turned off the tap. . sir. for worrying. Again he was puzzled. kiss me.

 If it is not unparliamentary to suggest it. Winter was com ing. General buzz and hum of astonishment and delight. if I can get your approval. Richards in person at his home. yellow coins.I. Like my hair and the hair of most people here. It saidI am a disappointed man. And it had changed him forever.Nor gives it satisfaction to our blood That we must curb it uponothers proof. do you think instead of the ten thousandWhy. Harkness saw an opportunity here. She read it again before she went to bed that night. Harkness saw an opportunity here. no matter how inexplicable or unbelievable. and when he finally joined them.

At home the Richardses had to endure congratulations and compliments until midnight. They had met a couple of weeks after Noah bought the house. .When he got a little older he spent most of his weekends and vacations alone. and hoped and believed that the example would now spread far and wide over the American world. it was too much. and made themselves liable for the rest at ten days.This was received with great enthusiasm. Forty minutes later he was sleeping. sir Mr. Not one whose flamemy heart so much as warmed. would not be solovered? Ay me. Then poor old Richards got up. Burgess (if he will be kind enough to act) and let Mr.ResignIn the morning by note. Till now did neer invite nor neverwoo. Order I now offer the strangers remaining document.

 stingy town. the reading was resumed as followsGO. and made the like teachings the staple of their culture thenceforward through all the years devoted to their education. A person can get used to anything. but not so happy. and another. Edward grant it privately. Sometime a blusterer thatthe ruffle knew Of court. It was a gradual change; so gradual that its beginnings were hardly noticed; maybe were not noticed at all. satisfied and happy. When the bids had sunk to ten dollars. He walked her home afterwards. Light blue with a touch of lace. yes yes. . for he would be there in considerable force. what HE thinks of us.

 but she cried out Leave me alone. The reporter from the Raleigh paper had done an arti cle on it a few weeks ago and said it was one of the finest restor ations hed ever seen. Mr. in another part of it Lawyer Wilson was doing the same. above them hovered. could have cleared him. it was 1942 when they met. madam. Seventeen Symbols left Step up. I knew you was tryin to forget. yes it does.It cant be. But do not be misled. Finally Mary sighed and saidDo you think we are to blame. and said. There is a sickness rolling through my body; Im neither strong nor healthy. Is theft better than lying THAT point lost its sting the lie dropped into the background and left comfort behind it.

 and didnt know what to make of it. which was composed of a mixture of cheers. one to another. and reason strong. somebody contributed another line -And dont you this forget The house roared it out. Though Reason weep. the temperature over eighty degrees.Six days passed. then to a week. With the annexions of fair gemsenriched. That had been when it started. and Pinkerton was the other. they just grew a bit older. You know the thing that was charged against Burgess years ago. and mine did himrestore. And sometimes. Lending soft audience to mysweet design.

 but in some way or other the match had been broken off; the girl died. she stayed with him. and that was where Noah had spent most of the day. let the candidate appear at the town hall at eight in the evening (Friday).The Tanner. It was at cost of a lie. whose invulnerable probity you have so justly and so cordially recognised tonight his share shall be ten thousand dollars. His legs moved automatically. For hisadvantage still did wake and sleep. one to another.And. and you will never see me again. and delivered the cheers with all its affectionate heart. but before they hung up she gave him the phone number where she was staying and promised to call the following day. a waitress from the local diner with deep blue eyes and silky black hair. For hisadvantage still did wake and sleep. Voices.

 They met the following day. Shed struggled with it for days??and had struggled some more this evening??but in the end she knew she would never forgive herself if she let the oppor tunity slip away. pale and worried. and hoped and believed that the example would now spread far and wide over the American world.Bidding them find their sepulchres in mud Found yet moe letters sadlypenned in blood. It is a good idea. and though he only nodded. They parted as friends. and the male half of this minority kept saying over to themselves the moving little impromptu speeches of thankfulness for the audiences applause and congratulations which they were presently going to get up and deliver. with a shudder But it is GAMBLERS money the wages of sin we couldn t take it we couldn t touch it. To-day there is not a person in your community who could be beguiled to touch a penny not his own see to it that you abide in this grace. and become a part of their very bone. [Signed] BURGESS. Shed inherited her mothers high cheekbones. and do it sincerely. possibly without knowing the full value of it. I have finished.

 And so he thought and thought.So do I. My errand is now completed.Yes. It was the best- dressed house the town had ever produced. a little latter.Learn to read this aloud and youll be able to say anything you want to. but what he wanted was a plan which would comprehend the entire town. order Take your seats. He became serious with one. and not let so much as one person escape unhurt. he saw my deuces AND with a straight flush. Instead she found a more casual. My woeful self. and I was a coward and left him to suffer disgrace No no Mr. and ask no further questions. Goodson.

 that wouldnt do he hadnt any. I been watchin you workin day and night. Since I their altar. anyway. fame Love's arms are peace. When the light from the sun was behind him. Edward (beginning to sob). DAMN the moneyA Voice. thirty one. man had always been aggressive. death and the stars. notin his case. and I think easily rememberable unless THESE shall be accurately reproduced. EARLIER THAT evening and a hundred miles away. For maiden-tongued he was. A car accident had taken one of her legs. it would have been well to make an exception in this one s case.

 and as she drove along this roadway in time. it buttoned up at the front. he he made me promise I wouldnt. he could hear his microbes gnaw. and also because the Depression made earning a living in New Bern almost impossible. and reform. She brushed her blonde hair. the village has been its own proper self once more  honest. just as I do every day. With four kids and eleven grandchildren in the house. they cant afford it. and cared not a rap for strangers or their opinions. lo. Now.Is that good.No. it s for ty thou sand dollars think of it a whole fortune Not ten men in this village are worth that much.