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he said, | No speaker | her way to America. "Mary,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"I want to talk to | Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly | in the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"I wa... | and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other people in the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you... | it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window... | a bailiff in gaiters discussing the state of the cattle market with a dissenting minister so she defined them. She ran over this list without any fear that her companion would think her trivial. Indeed, whether it was due to the warmth of the room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process whi... | that it was only in his mind that he was different. She did not wish him to be too different from other people. The walk had given him a ruddy color, too, and his eyes were lit up by a steady, honest light, which could not make the simplest farmer feel ill at ease, or suggest to the most devout of clergymen a dispositi... | moment by the look of the people in the street below. There was a motor-car with an old lady swathed in blue veils, and a lady s maid on the seat opposite, holding a King Charles s spaniel; there was a country-woman wheeling a perambulator full of sticks down the middle of the road; there was a bailiff in gaiters discu... | Night And Day |
"I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" | Ralph Denham | to America. "Mary," he said,<|quote|>"I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?"</|quote|>Mary felt his agitation without | soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said,<|quote|>"I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?"</|quote|>Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt | room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said,<|quote|>"I want to talk to yo... | him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other people in the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking abo... | itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window and describi... | in gaiters discussing the state of the cattle market with a dissenting minister so she defined them. She ran over this list without any fear that her companion would think her trivial. Indeed, whether it was due to the warmth of the room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is call... | was only in his mind that he was different. She did not wish him to be too different from other people. The walk had given him a ruddy color, too, and his eyes were lit up by a steady, honest light, which could not make the simplest farmer feel ill at ease, or suggest to the most devout of clergymen a disposition to sn... | the top of another; she thought that she could feel him thinking, through the shade of her fingers, and she could anticipate the exact moment when he would put an end to his thought and turn a little in his chair and say: "Well, Mary ?" inviting her to take up the thread of thought where he had dropped it. And at that ... | Night And Day |
Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. | No speaker | they take away these plates?"<|quote|>Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her.</|quote|>"They ll come all in | nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?"<|quote|>Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her.</|quote|>"They ll come all in good time," she said; and | looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?"<|quote|>Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she fel... | each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other people in the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divide... | it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with the perambulator, the bailiff and the dissenting minister, his ey... | over this list without any fear that her companion would think her trivial. Indeed, whether it was due to the warmth of the room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the int... | other people. The walk had given him a ruddy color, too, and his eyes were lit up by a steady, honest light, which could not make the simplest farmer feel ill at ease, or suggest to the most devout of clergymen a disposition to sneer at his faith. She loved the steep cliff of his forehead, and compared it to the brow o... | interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with the perambulator... | Night And Day |
"They ll come all in good time," | Mary Datchet | wished to say to her.<|quote|>"They ll come all in good time,"</|quote|>she said; and felt it | what it was that he wished to say to her.<|quote|>"They ll come all in good time,"</|quote|>she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme | her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her.<|quote|>"They ll come all in good time,"</|quote|>she said; and felt it ... | afraid of the other people in the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he s... | her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with the perambulator, the bailiff and the dissenting minister, his eyes filled involuntarily with tears. He would have liked to lay his head on her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soot... | or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pago... | not make the simplest farmer feel ill at ease, or suggest to the most devout of clergymen a disposition to sneer at his faith. She loved the steep cliff of his forehead, and compared it to the brow of a young Greek horseman, who reins his horse back so sharply that it half falls on its haunches. He always seemed to her... | had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation of Lincoln and the relations of country gentlemen with their wives, ... | Night And Day |
she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. | No speaker | come all in good time,"<|quote|>she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs.</|quote|>"I want to apologize," Ralph | say to her. "They ll come all in good time,"<|quote|>she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs.</|quote|>"I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what | "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time,"<|quote|>she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by l... | room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven... | looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with the perambulator, the bailiff and the dissenting minister, his eyes filled involuntarily with tears. He would have liked to lay his head on her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don ... | whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall b... | at ease, or suggest to the most devout of clergymen a disposition to sneer at his faith. She loved the steep cliff of his forehead, and compared it to the brow of a young Greek horseman, who reins his horse back so sharply that it half falls on its haunches. He always seemed to her like a rider on a spirited horse. And... | her trivial. Indeed, whether it was due to the warmth of the room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of tho... | Night And Day |
"I want to apologize," | Ralph Denham | a little heap of bread-crumbs.<|quote|>"I want to apologize,"</|quote|>Ralph continued, not quite knowing | a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs.<|quote|>"I want to apologize,"</|quote|>Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to | without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs.<|quote|>"I want to apologize,"</|quote|>Ralph contin... | window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew w... | filled involuntarily with tears. He would have liked to lay his head on her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he ... | the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation... | his forehead, and compared it to the brow of a young Greek horseman, who reins his horse back so sharply that it half falls on its haunches. He always seemed to her like a rider on a spirited horse. And there was an exaltation to her in being with him, because there was a risk that he would not be able to keep to the r... | He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation of Lincoln and the relations of country gentlemen with their wive... | Night And Day |
Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. | No speaker | bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize,"<|quote|>Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing.</|quote|>"I think I ve treated | up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize,"<|quote|>Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing.</|quote|>"I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, | she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize,"<|quote|>Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he wa... | divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished... | He would have liked to lay his head on her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was ... | intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation of Lincoln and the relations o... | it to the brow of a young Greek horseman, who reins his horse back so sharply that it half falls on its haunches. He always seemed to her like a rider on a spirited horse. And there was an exaltation to her in being with him, because there was a risk that he would not be able to keep to the right pace among other peopl... | herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with the perambulator, the bailiff and the dissenting minister, his eyes filled involuntarily with t... | Night And Day |
"I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" | Ralph Denham | moment of intimacy from passing.<|quote|>"I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?"</|quote|>"I think I do," she | irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing.<|quote|>"I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?"</|quote|>"I th... | extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing.<|quote|>"I thi... | nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a litt... | me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other people in the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looki... | half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation of Lincoln and the relations of country gentlemen with their wives, when, from all this disconnected rambling, there suddenly formed itself in his mind the idea that he would ask Mary to marry him. The idea was so sp... | a spirited horse. And there was an exaltation to her in being with him, because there was a risk that he would not be able to keep to the right pace among other people. Sitting opposite him at the little table in the window, she came back to that state of careless exaltation which had overcome her when they halted by t... | as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation of Lincoln and the relations of country gentlemen with their wives, when, from all this disconnected rambling, there suddenly formed itself in hi... | Night And Day |
"I think I do," | Mary Datchet | think you do know me?"<|quote|>"I think I do,"</|quote|>she said. At this point | you know that? Do you think you do know me?"<|quote|>"I think I do,"</|quote|>she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. | I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?"<|quote|>"I think I do,"</|quote|>she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s ... | by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very ... | you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary fel... | The idea was so spontaneous that it seemed to shape itself of its own accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado... | exaltation which had overcome her when they halted by the gate, but now it was accompanied by a sense of sanity and security, for she felt that they had a feeling in common which scarcely needed embodiment in words. How silent he was! leaning his forehead on his hand, now and then, and again looking steadily and gravel... | the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, ha... | Night And Day |
she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. | No speaker | me?" "I think I do,"<|quote|>she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates.</|quote|>"It s true I don | you think you do know me?" "I think I do,"<|quote|>she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates.</|quote|>"It s true I don t want you to go | very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do,"<|quote|>she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates.</|quote|>"It s true I don t want... | and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told... | replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without ... | spontaneous that it seemed to shape itself of its own accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary hersel... | her when they halted by the gate, but now it was accompanied by a sense of sanity and security, for she felt that they had a feeling in common which scarcely needed embodiment in words. How silent he was! leaning his forehead on his hand, now and then, and again looking steadily and gravely at the backs of the two men ... | trivial. Indeed, whether it was due to the warmth of the room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those p... | Night And Day |
"It s true I don t want you to go to America," | Ralph Denham | the waiter changed their plates.<|quote|>"It s true I don t want you to go to America,"</|quote|>he said, looking fixedly at | she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates.<|quote|>"It s true I don t want you to go to America,"</|quote|>he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my | you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates.<|quote|>"It s true I don t want you to go to America,"</|quote|>he said, looking fixe... | to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once ... | resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was ... | accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts careful... | was accompanied by a sense of sanity and security, for she felt that they had a feeling in common which scarcely needed embodiment in words. How silent he was! leaning his forehead on his hand, now and then, and again looking steadily and gravely at the backs of the two men at the next table, with so little self-consci... | to lay his head on her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other ... | Night And Day |
he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. | No speaker | you to go to America,"<|quote|>he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth.</|quote|>"In fact, my feelings towards | true I don t want you to go to America,"<|quote|>he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth.</|quote|>"In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly | Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America,"<|quote|>he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth.</|quote|>"In fact, my feelings towards... | say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary... | how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and... | made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her... | that they had a feeling in common which scarcely needed embodiment in words. How silent he was! leaning his forehead on his hand, now and then, and again looking steadily and gravely at the backs of the two men at the next table, with so little self-consciousness that she could almost watch his mind placing one thought... | mind the idea that he would ask Mary to marry him. The idea was so spontaneous that it seemed to shape itself of its own accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that h... | Night And Day |
"In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," | Ralph Denham | looking fixedly at the table-cloth.<|quote|>"In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad,"</|quote|>he said energetically, although forced | go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth.<|quote|>"In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad,"</|quote|>he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. | walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth.<|quote|>"In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad,"</... | urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know... | way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display ... | "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking... | which scarcely needed embodiment in words. How silent he was! leaning his forehead on his hand, now and then, and again looking steadily and gravely at the backs of the two men at the next table, with so little self-consciousness that she could almost watch his mind placing one thought solidly upon the top of another; ... | his mind the idea that he would ask Mary to marry him. The idea was so spontaneous that it seemed to shape itself of its own accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting th... | Night And Day |
he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. | No speaker | be utterly and damnably bad,"<|quote|>he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low.</|quote|>"If I weren t a | feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad,"<|quote|>he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low.</|quote|>"If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell | you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad,"<|quote|>he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice l... | from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. ... | t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a... | was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with t... | on his hand, now and then, and again looking steadily and gravely at the backs of the two men at the next table, with so little self-consciousness that she could almost watch his mind placing one thought solidly upon the top of another; she thought that she could feel him thinking, through the shade of her fingers, and... | eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two differ... | Night And Day |
"If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" | Ralph Denham | to keep his voice low.<|quote|>"If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see"</|quote|>and by a nod of | he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low.<|quote|>"If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see"</|quo... | At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low.<|quote|>"If I weren t a selfish beast I should ... | That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he sa... | these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to ap... | to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with the perambulator, the bailiff and the dissenting minis... | and gravely at the backs of the two men at the next table, with so little self-consciousness that she could almost watch his mind placing one thought solidly upon the top of another; she thought that she could feel him thinking, through the shade of her fingers, and she could anticipate the exact moment when he would p... | her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation of Lincoln and the relations of country gentlemen wi... | Night And Day |
and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, | No speaker | what it is, you see"<|quote|>and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room,</|quote|>"for, of course, in an | each other the world being what it is, you see"<|quote|>and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room,</|quote|>"for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in | a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see"<|quote|>and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room,</|quote|>"... | waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. "If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing m... | of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that ... | his eyes filled involuntarily with tears. He would have liked to lay his head on her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt... | when he would put an end to his thought and turn a little in his chair and say: "Well, Mary ?" inviting her to take up the thread of thought where he had dropped it. And at that very moment he turned just so, and said: "Well, Mary?" with the curious touch of diffidence which she loved in him. She laughed, and she expla... | address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different classes before he expressed them to her prevailed. But as he watched her looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with the perambulator, the bailiff and the dissenting minister... | Night And Day |
"for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." | Ralph Denham | other occupants of the room,<|quote|>"for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is."</|quote|>"You forget that I m | his head he indicated the other occupants of the room,<|quote|>"for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is."</|quote|>"You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," | And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room,<|quote|>"for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there ... | America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. "If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I beli... | to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, M... | her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other people in the room.... | chair and say: "Well, Mary ?" inviting her to take up the thread of thought where he had dropped it. And at that very moment he turned just so, and said: "Well, Mary?" with the curious touch of diffidence which she loved in him. She laughed, and she explained her laugh on the spur of the moment by the look of the peopl... | a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That... | Night And Day |
"You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," | Mary Datchet | with me seriously, that is."<|quote|>"You forget that I m not an ideal character, either,"</|quote|>said Mary, in the same | t have anything to do with me seriously, that is."<|quote|>"You forget that I m not an ideal character, either,"</|quote|>said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, | what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is."<|quote|>"You forget that I m not an ideal character, either,"</|quote|>sai... | low. "If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room,... | badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America,... | they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other people in the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He res... | said: "Well, Mary?" with the curious touch of diffidence which she loved in him. She laughed, and she explained her laugh on the spur of the moment by the look of the people in the street below. There was a motor-car with an old lady swathed in blue veils, and a lady s maid on the seat opposite, holding a King Charles ... | she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other people in the room. "How damnable this all is!"... | Night And Day |
said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. | No speaker | not an ideal character, either,"<|quote|>said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement,... | "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either,"<|quote|>said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of... | his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either,"<|quote|>said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones... | tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of thing... | guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-clot... | hold him like his mother s. He felt that he was very lonely, and that he was afraid of the other people in the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he kn... | she loved in him. She laughed, and she explained her laugh on the spur of the moment by the look of the people in the street below. There was a motor-car with an old lady swathed in blue veils, and a lady s maid on the seat opposite, holding a King Charles s spaniel; there was a country-woman wheeling a perambulator fu... | urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know... | Night And Day |
"I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" | Mary Datchet | of kindness, amusement, and curiosity.<|quote|>"I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for"</|quote|>here she hesitated, and glanced | then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity.<|quote|>"I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for"</|quote|>here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to | either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity.<|quote|>"I m muc... | of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, whi... | "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. "If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, M... | resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was ... | a King Charles s spaniel; there was a country-woman wheeling a perambulator full of sticks down the middle of the road; there was a bailiff in gaiters discussing the state of the cattle market with a dissenting minister so she defined them. She ran over this list without any fear that her companion would think her triv... | still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt ... | Night And Day |
here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for | No speaker | none of your passion for"<|quote|>here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for</|quote|>"for the truth," she added, | my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for"<|quote|>here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for</|quote|>"for the truth," she added, as if she had found | them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for"<|quote|>here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascert... | me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a ... | to keep his voice low. "If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occu... | don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-... | minister so she defined them. She ran over this list without any fear that her companion would think her trivial. Indeed, whether it was due to the warmth of the room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sen... | looking out of the window and describing the old lady, the woman with the perambulator, the bailiff and the dissenting minister, his eyes filled involuntarily with tears. He would have liked to lay his head on her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don ... | Night And Day |
"for the truth," | Mary Datchet | what his passion was for<|quote|>"for the truth,"</|quote|>she added, as if she | him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for<|quote|>"for the truth,"</|quote|>she added, as if she had found what she sought | more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for<|quote|>"for the truth,"</|quote|>she added, as if she had found wh... | in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on... | to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a d... | felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to s... | would think her trivial. Indeed, whether it was due to the warmth of the room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been buildin... | take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I ... | Night And Day |
she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably. | No speaker | was for "for the truth,"<|quote|>she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably.</|quote|>"I ve told you I | to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth,"<|quote|>she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably.</|quote|>"I ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated | I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth,"<|quote|>she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably.... | low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m wo... | more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community ... | she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some... | trivial. Indeed, whether it was due to the warmth of the room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those p... | filled involuntarily with tears. He would have liked to lay his head on her shoulder and sob, while she parted his hair with her fingers and soothed him and said: "There, there. Don t cry! Tell me why you re crying "; and they would clasp each other tight, and her arms would hold him like his mother s. He felt that he ... | Night And Day |
"I ve told you I m a liar," | Ralph Denham | found what she sought indisputably.<|quote|>"I ve told you I m a liar,"</|quote|>Ralph repeated obstinately. "Oh, in | added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably.<|quote|>"I ve told you I m a liar,"</|quote|>Ralph repeated obstinately. "Oh, in little things, I dare say," | you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth," she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably.<|quote|>"I ve told you I m a liar,"</|quote|>Ralph r... | inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing t... | the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anyth... | her. "They ll come all in good time," she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit hi... | room or to the good roast beef, or whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese... | the room. "How damnable this all is!" he exclaimed abruptly. "What are you talking about?" she replied, rather vaguely, still looking out of the window. He resented this divided attention more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. H... | Night And Day |
Ralph repeated obstinately. | No speaker | you I m a liar,"<|quote|>Ralph repeated obstinately.</|quote|>"Oh, in little things, I | sought indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar,"<|quote|>Ralph repeated obstinately.</|quote|>"Oh, in little things, I dare say," she said impatiently. | that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth," she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar,"<|quote|>Ralph repeated obstinately.</|quote|>"Oh, in little things, I dar... | concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of you... | saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that... | she said; and felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the ... | whether Ralph had achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall b... | calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated ... | Night And Day |
"Oh, in little things, I dare say," | Mary Datchet | a liar," Ralph repeated obstinately.<|quote|>"Oh, in little things, I dare say,"</|quote|>she said impatiently. "But not | ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated obstinately.<|quote|>"Oh, in little things, I dare say,"</|quote|>she said impatiently. "But not in real ones, and that | greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth," she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated obstinately.<|quote|>"Oh, in little things, I dare say,"</|quote|>sh... | quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she ... | believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forg... | felt it necessary to display her extreme calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of inti... | achieved the process which is called making up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gai... | be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. "If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what... | Night And Day |
she said impatiently. | No speaker | little things, I dare say,"<|quote|>she said impatiently.</|quote|>"But not in real ones, | Ralph repeated obstinately. "Oh, in little things, I dare say,"<|quote|>she said impatiently.</|quote|>"But not in real ones, and that s what matters. | passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth," she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated obstinately. "Oh, in little things, I dare say,"<|quote|>she said impatiently.</|quote|>"But not in re... | glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to asc... | know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal characte... | calmness by lifting a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated ... | up one s mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, ... | heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess ... | Night And Day |
"But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care" | Mary Datchet | dare say," she said impatiently.<|quote|>"But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care"</|quote|>she was surprised to find | "Oh, in little things, I dare say," she said impatiently.<|quote|>"But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care"</|quote|>she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and | she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth," she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated obstinately. "Oh, in little things, I dare say," she said impatiently.<|quote|>"But not in real ones, and that s what ma... | now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his ... | the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said... | a salt-cellar and sweeping up a little heap of bread-crumbs. "I want to apologize," Ralph continued, not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That... | mind, certainly he had given up testing the good sense, the independent character, the intelligence shown in her remarks. He had been building one of those piles of thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, about duc... | lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at ... | Night And Day |
she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out | No speaker | But I could never care"<|quote|>she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out</|quote|>"for any one who was | you are in small ways. But I could never care"<|quote|>she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out</|quote|>"for any one who was a liar in that way. | indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated obstinately. "Oh, in little things, I dare say," she said impatiently. "But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care"<|quote|>she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, an... | than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth," she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated obst... | ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere... | curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? D... | thought, as ramshackle and fantastic as a Chinese pagoda, half from words let fall by gentlemen in gaiters, half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation of Lincoln and the relations of country gentlemen with their wives, when, from all this disconnected ramblin... | weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of c... | Night And Day |
"for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain amount a considerable amount but not in the way you love it." | Mary Datchet | herself to speak it out<|quote|>"for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain amount a considerable amount but not in the way you love it."</|quote|>Her voice sank, became inaudible, | word, and had to force herself to speak it out<|quote|>"for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain amount a considerable amount but not in the way you love it."</|quote|>Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she | say," she said impatiently. "But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care" she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out<|quote|>"for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a c... | your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth," she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated obstinately. "Oh, in little things, I dare say," she said impatiently. "But not in real ones, and... | to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and t... | "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I d... | half from the litter in his own mind, about duck shooting and legal history, about the Roman occupation of Lincoln and the relations of country gentlemen with their wives, when, from all this disconnected rambling, there suddenly formed itself in his mind the idea that he would ask Mary to marry him. The idea was so sp... | to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I t... | Night And Day |
Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she could scarcely keep herself from tears. | No speaker | the way you love it."<|quote|>Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she could scarcely keep herself from tears.</|quote|>"Good heavens!" Ralph exclaimed to | considerable amount but not in the way you love it."<|quote|>Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she could scarcely keep herself from tears.</|quote|>"Good heavens!" Ralph exclaimed to himself. "She loves me! Why | I could never care" she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out "for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain amount a considerable amount but not in the way you love it."<|quote|>Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she could scarce... | found what she sought indisputably. "I ve told you I m a liar," Ralph repeated obstinately. "Oh, in little things, I dare say," she said impatiently. "But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care" she was surprised to find herself speakin... | in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think,... | Inn Fields and again to-day on our walk. I am a liar, Mary. Did you know that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be u... | wives, when, from all this disconnected rambling, there suddenly formed itself in his mind the idea that he would ask Mary to marry him. The idea was so spontaneous that it seemed to shape itself of its own accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary... | that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement... | Night And Day |
"Good heavens!" | Ralph Denham | scarcely keep herself from tears.<|quote|>"Good heavens!"</|quote|>Ralph exclaimed to himself. "She | wavered as if she could scarcely keep herself from tears.<|quote|>"Good heavens!"</|quote|>Ralph exclaimed to himself. "She loves me! Why did I | force herself to speak it out "for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain amount a considerable amount but not in the way you love it." Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she could scarcely keep herself from tears.<|quote|>"Good heavens!"</|quote|>Ralph exclaimed to himself. "Sh... | "Oh, in little things, I dare say," she said impatiently. "But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care" she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out "for any one who was a liar in that way... | quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she ... | that? Do you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep ... | that he would ask Mary to marry him. The idea was so spontaneous that it seemed to shape itself of its own accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inc... | not quite knowing what he was about to say, but feeling some curious instinct which urged him to commit himself irrevocably, and to prevent the moment of intimacy from passing. "I think I ve treated you very badly. That is, I ve told you lies. Did you guess that I was lying to you? Once in Lincoln s Inn Fields and agai... | Night And Day |
Ralph exclaimed to himself. | No speaker | herself from tears. "Good heavens!"<|quote|>Ralph exclaimed to himself.</|quote|>"She loves me! Why did | if she could scarcely keep herself from tears. "Good heavens!"<|quote|>Ralph exclaimed to himself.</|quote|>"She loves me! Why did I never see it before? | to speak it out "for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain amount a considerable amount but not in the way you love it." Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she could scarcely keep herself from tears. "Good heavens!"<|quote|>Ralph exclaimed to himself.</|quote|>"She loves me! Wh... | little things, I dare say," she said impatiently. "But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care" she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out "for any one who was a liar in that way. I love... | to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and gla... | you think you do know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice... | would ask Mary to marry him. The idea was so spontaneous that it seemed to shape itself of its own accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to... | world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mar... | Night And Day |
"She loves me! Why did I never see it before? She s going to cry; no, but she can t speak." | Ralph Denham | heavens!" Ralph exclaimed to himself.<|quote|>"She loves me! Why did I never see it before? She s going to cry; no, but she can t speak."</|quote|>The certainty overwhelmed him so | keep herself from tears. "Good heavens!" Ralph exclaimed to himself.<|quote|>"She loves me! Why did I never see it before? She s going to cry; no, but she can t speak."</|quote|>The certainty overwhelmed him so that he scarcely knew what | "for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain amount a considerable amount but not in the way you love it." Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she could scarcely keep herself from tears. "Good heavens!" Ralph exclaimed to himself.<|quote|>"She loves me! Why did I never see it befo... | say," she said impatiently. "But not in real ones, and that s what matters. I dare say I m more truthful than you are in small ways. But I could never care" she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out "for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain a... | who glanced at them now and then with a queer mixture of kindness, amusement, and curiosity. "I m much more selfish than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to... | know me?" "I think I do," she said. At this point the waiter changed their plates. "It s true I don t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. "If I weren... | marry him. The idea was so spontaneous that it seemed to shape itself of its own accord before his eyes. It was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, witho... | more than, perhaps, he knew, and he thought how Mary would soon be on her way to America. "Mary," he said, "I want to talk to you. Haven t we nearly done? Why don t they take away these plates?" Mary felt his agitation without looking at him; she felt convinced that she knew what it was that he wished to say to her. "T... | Night And Day |
The certainty overwhelmed him so that he scarcely knew what he was doing; the blood rushed to his cheeks, and although he had quite made up his mind to ask her to marry him, the certainty that she loved him seemed to change the situation so completely that he could not do it. He did not dare to look at her. If she crie... | No speaker | but she can t speak."<|quote|>The certainty overwhelmed him so that he scarcely knew what he was doing; the blood rushed to his cheeks, and although he had quite made up his mind to ask her to marry him, the certainty that she loved him seemed to change the situation so completely that he could not do it. He did not da... | s going to cry; no, but she can t speak."<|quote|>The certainty overwhelmed him so that he scarcely knew what he was doing; the blood rushed to his cheeks, and although he had quite made up his mind to ask her to marry him, the certainty that she loved him seemed to change the situation so completely that he could not ... | not in the way you love it." Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavered as if she could scarcely keep herself from tears. "Good heavens!" Ralph exclaimed to himself. "She loves me! Why did I never see it before? She s going to cry; no, but she can t speak."<|quote|>The certainty overwhelmed him so that he scarcely k... | than you are in small ways. But I could never care" she was surprised to find herself speaking the word, and had to force herself to speak it out "for any one who was a liar in that way. I love the truth a certain amount a considerable amount but not in the way you love it." Her voice sank, became inaudible, and wavere... | than I let on, and I m worldly a little more than you think, anyhow. I like bossing things perhaps that s my greatest fault. I ve none of your passion for" here she hesitated, and glanced at him, as if to ascertain what his passion was for "for the truth," she added, as if she had found what she sought indisputably. "I... | t want you to go to America," he said, looking fixedly at the table-cloth. "In fact, my feelings towards you seem to be utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. "If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of ... | was then that he turned round and made use of his old, instinctive phrase: "Well, Mary ?" As it presented itself to him at first, the idea was so new and interesting that he was half inclined to address it, without more ado, to Mary herself. His natural instinct to divide his thoughts carefully into two different class... | utterly and damnably bad," he said energetically, although forced to keep his voice low. "If I weren t a selfish beast I should tell you to have nothing more to do with me. And yet, Mary, in spite of the fact that I believe what I m saying, I also believe that it s good we should know each other the world being what it... | Night And Day |
"That was Katharine Hilbery." | Ralph Denham | to himself than to Mary:<|quote|>"That was Katharine Hilbery."</|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery? What do you | said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary:<|quote|>"That was Katharine Hilbery."</|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding | And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary:<|quote|>"That was Katharine Hilbery."</|quote|>"Katharine Hilbe... | any sign that she had seen him. This sudden apparition had an extraordinary effect upon him. It was as if he had thought of her so intensely that his mind had formed the shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was ... | bill, when his eye was caught by a tall figure walking quickly along the opposite pavement a tall figure, upright, dark, and commanding, much detached from her surroundings. She held her gloves in her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the... | terrible and devastating nature had happened. The waiter changed their plates once more. In his agitation Ralph rose, turned his back upon Mary, and looked out of the window. The people in the street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well t... | know each other the world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal characte... | "She loves me! Why did I never see it before? She s going to cry; no, but she can t speak." The certainty overwhelmed him so that he scarcely knew what he was doing; the blood rushed to his cheeks, and although he had quite made up his mind to ask her to marry him, the certainty that she loved him seemed to change the ... | Night And Day |
"Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" | Mary Datchet | Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery."<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?"</|quote|>she asked, hardly understanding from | rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery."<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?"</|quote|>she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had | not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery."<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?"</... | had seen him. This sudden apparition had an extraordinary effect upon him. It was as if he had thought of her so intensely that his mind had formed the shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he... | was caught by a tall figure walking quickly along the opposite pavement a tall figure, upright, dark, and commanding, much detached from her surroundings. She held her gloves in her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the whole Katharine Hi... | had happened. The waiter changed their plates once more. In his agitation Ralph rose, turned his back upon Mary, and looked out of the window. The people in the street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of fee... | world being what it is, you see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mar... | him, the certainty that she loved him seemed to change the situation so completely that he could not do it. He did not dare to look at her. If she cried, he did not know what he should do. It seemed to him that something of a terrible and devastating nature had happened. The waiter changed their plates once more. In hi... | Night And Day |
she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. | No speaker | Hilbery? What do you mean?"<|quote|>she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not.</|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But | "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?"<|quote|>she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not.</|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine | all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?"<|quote|>she asked, hardly understandi... | had an extraordinary effect upon him. It was as if he had thought of her so intensely that his mind had formed the shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think... | walking quickly along the opposite pavement a tall figure, upright, dark, and commanding, much detached from her surroundings. She held her gloves in her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the whole Katharine Hilbery. She seemed to be look... | plates once more. In his agitation Ralph rose, turned his back upon Mary, and looked out of the window. The people in the street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dis... | see" and by a nod of his head he indicated the other occupants of the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very ... | waiter changed their plates once more. In his agitation Ralph rose, turned his back upon Mary, and looked out of the window. The people in the street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts... | Night And Day |
"Katharine Hilbery," | Ralph Denham | had seen her or not.<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery,"</|quote|>he repeated. "But she s | from his manner whether he had seen her or not.<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery,"</|quote|>he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary | think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not.<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery,"</|... | her so intensely that his mind had formed the shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once,... | detached from her surroundings. She held her gloves in her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the whole Katharine Hilbery. She seemed to be looking for somebody. Her eyes, in fact, scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were ... | looked out of the window. The people in the street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At one moment he exulted in the th... | the room, "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surround... | but she can t speak." The certainty overwhelmed him so that he scarcely knew what he was doing; the blood rushed to his cheeks, and although he had quite made up his mind to ask her to marry him, the certainty that she loved him seemed to change the situation so completely that he could not do it. He did not dare to lo... | Night And Day |
he repeated. | No speaker | her or not. "Katharine Hilbery,"<|quote|>he repeated.</|quote|>"But she s gone now." | manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery,"<|quote|>he repeated.</|quote|>"But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in | he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery,"<|quote|>he repeated.</|q... | intensely that his mind had formed the shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and sa... | her surroundings. She held her gloves in her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the whole Katharine Hilbery. She seemed to be looking for somebody. Her eyes, in fact, scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were raised directl... | of the window. The people in the street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At one moment he exulted in the thought that ... | "for, of course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their t... | his cheeks, and although he had quite made up his mind to ask her to marry him, the certainty that she loved him seemed to change the situation so completely that he could not do it. He did not dare to look at her. If she cried, he did not know what he should do. It seemed to him that something of a terrible and devast... | Night And Day |
"But she s gone now." | Ralph Denham | not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated.<|quote|>"But she s gone now."</|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in | he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated.<|quote|>"But she s gone now."</|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation; | seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated.<|quote|>"But she s... | his mind had formed the shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and... | She held her gloves in her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the whole Katharine Hilbery. She seemed to be looking for somebody. Her eyes, in fact, scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were raised directly to the bow windo... | window. The people in the street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At one moment he exulted in the thought that Mary lo... | course, in an ideal state of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with... | felt urged to marry her at once; now to disappear and never see her again. In order to control this disorderly race of thought he forced himself to read the name on the chemist s shop directly opposite him; then to examine the objects in the shop windows, and then to focus his eyes exactly upon a little group of women ... | Night And Day |
"Katharine Hilbery!" | Mary Datchet | "But she s gone now."<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery!"</|quote|>Mary thought, in an instant | not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now."<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbery!"</|quote|>Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation; "I ve | her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now."<|quote|>"Katharine Hilbe... | shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to hi... | her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the whole Katharine Hilbery. She seemed to be looking for somebody. Her eyes, in fact, scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were raised directly to the bow window in which Ralph stood;... | street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At one moment he exulted in the thought that Mary loved him; at the next, it s... | of things, in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentr... | moment he exulted in the thought that Mary loved him; at the next, it seemed that he was without feeling for her; her love was repulsive to him. Now he felt urged to marry her at once; now to disappear and never see her again. In order to control this disorderly race of thought he forced himself to read the name on the... | Night And Day |
Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation; | No speaker | s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!"<|quote|>Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation;</|quote|>"I ve always known it | Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!"<|quote|>Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation;</|quote|>"I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!" She knew | sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!"<|quote|>Mar... | her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself tha... | hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the whole Katharine Hilbery. She seemed to be looking for somebody. Her eyes, in fact, scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were raised directly to the bow window in which Ralph stood; but she ... | to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At one moment he exulted in the thought that Mary loved him; at the next, it seemed that he ... | in a decent community even, there s no doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which... | race of thought he forced himself to read the name on the chemist s shop directly opposite him; then to examine the objects in the shop windows, and then to focus his eyes exactly upon a little group of women looking in at the great windows of a large draper s shop. This discipline having given him at least a superfici... | Night And Day |
"I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!" | Mary Datchet | an instant of blinding revelation;<|quote|>"I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!"</|quote|>She knew it all now. | "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation;<|quote|>"I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!"</|quote|>She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast | strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation;... | in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery... | this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a name to the whole Katharine Hilbery. She seemed to be looking for somebody. Her eyes, in fact, scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were raised directly to the bow window in which Ralph stood; but she looked away again instantly without gi... | of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At one moment he exulted in the thought that Mary loved him; at the next, it seemed that he was without feeling for her; her love was repul... | doubt you shouldn t have anything to do with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other din... | turned his back upon Mary, and looked out of the window. The people in the street seemed to him only a dissolving and combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At ... | Night And Day |
She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast stupor, she raised her eyes, looked steadily at Ralph, and caught his fixed and dreamy gaze leveled at a point far beyond their surroundings, a point that she had never reached in all the time that she had known him. She noticed the lips just parted, the fingers loosely c... | No speaker | known it was Katharine Hilbery!"<|quote|>She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast stupor, she raised her eyes, looked steadily at Ralph, and caught his fixed and dreamy gaze leveled at a point far beyond their surroundings, a point that she had never reached in all the time that she had known him. She noticed th... | blinding revelation; "I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!"<|quote|>She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast stupor, she raised her eyes, looked steadily at Ralph, and caught his fixed and dreamy gaze leveled at a point far beyond their surroundings, a point that she had never reached in all the time that... | was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation; "I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!"<|q... | yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?... | he put a name to the whole Katharine Hilbery. She seemed to be looking for somebody. Her eyes, in fact, scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were raised directly to the bow window in which Ralph stood; but she looked away again instantly without giving any sign that she had seen him. This sudden apparit... | very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At one moment he exulted in the thought that Mary loved him; at the next, it seemed that he was without feeling for her; her love was repulsive to him. Now he felt urged to marry her at once; no... | with me seriously, that is." "You forget that I m not an ideal character, either," said Mary, in the same low and very earnest tones, which, in spite of being almost inaudible, surrounded their table with an atmosphere of concentration which was quite perceptible to the other diners, who glanced at them now and then wi... | could scarcely keep herself from tears. "Good heavens!" Ralph exclaimed to himself. "She loves me! Why did I never see it before? She s going to cry; no, but she can t speak." The certainty overwhelmed him so that he scarcely knew what he was doing; the blood rushed to his cheeks, and although he had quite made up his ... | Night And Day |
"I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." | Mrs. Hilbery | light touch upon his shoulder.<|quote|>"I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins."</|quote|>It was Mrs. Hilbery; her | behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder.<|quote|>"I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins."</|quote|>It was Mrs. Hilbery; her e... | wishes known. Once more he began, automatically, to take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder.<|quote|>"I ... | her fruit, butter, string, and so on; and all the time she never spoke directly to Ralph or looked at him. Ralph heard her giving orders to attentive, rosy-checked men in white aprons, and in spite of his own preoccupation, he commented upon the determination with which she made her wishes known. Once more he began, au... | ivy spray was still twisted about the handle; this one sacrifice, she thought, she might make to sentimentality and personality, and she picked two leaves from the ivy and put them in her pocket before she disencumbered her stick of the rest of it. She grasped the stick in the middle, and settled her fur cap closely up... | blinding revelation; "I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!" She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast stupor, she raised her eyes, looked steadily at Ralph, and caught his fixed and dreamy gaze leveled at a point far beyond their surroundings, a point that she had never reached in all the time that she had... | combining pattern of black particles; which, for the moment, represented very well the involuntary procession of feelings and thoughts which formed and dissolved in rapid succession in his own mind. At one moment he exulted in the thought that Mary loved him; at the next, it seemed that he was without feeling for her; ... | asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation; "I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!" She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast stupor, she raised he... | Night And Day |
It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. | No speaker | Lincoln looking for the ruins."<|quote|>It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her.</|quote|>"First of all, tell me | William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins."<|quote|>It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her.</|quote|>"First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, | him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins."<|quote|>It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created ... | commented upon the determination with which she made her wishes known. Once more he began, automatically, to take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, ac... | rest of it. She grasped the stick in the middle, and settled her fur cap closely upon her head, as if she must be in trim for a long and stormy walk. Next, standing in the middle of the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a list of commissions entrusted to her fruit, butter, string, and so ... | beyond their surroundings, a point that she had never reached in all the time that she had known him. She noticed the lips just parted, the fingers loosely clenched, the whole attitude of rapt contemplation, which fell like a veil between them. She noticed everything about him; if there had been other signs of his utte... | him; at the next, it seemed that he was without feeling for her; her love was repulsive to him. Now he felt urged to marry her at once; now to disappear and never see her again. In order to control this disorderly race of thought he forced himself to read the name on the chemist s shop directly opposite him; then to ex... | utter alienation she would have sought them out, too, for she felt that it was only by heaping one truth upon another that she could keep herself sitting there, upright. The truth seemed to support her; it struck her, even as she looked at his face, that the light of truth was shining far away beyond him; the light of ... | Night And Day |
"First of all, tell me where I am," | Mrs. Hilbery | many people looked at her.<|quote|>"First of all, tell me where I am,"</|quote|>she demanded, but, catching sight | some stir in the shop; many people looked at her.<|quote|>"First of all, tell me where I am,"</|quote|>she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she | caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her.<|quote|>"First of all, tell me where I am,"</|quote... | take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of you... | her head, as if she must be in trim for a long and stormy walk. Next, standing in the middle of the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a list of commissions entrusted to her fruit, butter, string, and so on; and all the time she never spoke directly to Ralph or looked at him. Ralph heard h... | known him. She noticed the lips just parted, the fingers loosely clenched, the whole attitude of rapt contemplation, which fell like a veil between them. She noticed everything about him; if there had been other signs of his utter alienation she would have sought them out, too, for she felt that it was only by heaping ... | to him. Now he felt urged to marry her at once; now to disappear and never see her again. In order to control this disorderly race of thought he forced himself to read the name on the chemist s shop directly opposite him; then to examine the objects in the shop windows, and then to focus his eyes exactly upon a little ... | his fixed and dreamy gaze leveled at a point far beyond their surroundings, a point that she had never reached in all the time that she had known him. She noticed the lips just parted, the fingers loosely clenched, the whole attitude of rapt contemplation, which fell like a veil between them. She noticed everything abo... | Night And Day |
she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. | No speaker | tell me where I am,"<|quote|>she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him.</|quote|>"The ruins my party is | at her. "First of all, tell me where I am,"<|quote|>she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him.</|quote|>"The ruins my party is waiting for me at the | window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am,"<|quote|>she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentiv... | observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat... | trim for a long and stormy walk. Next, standing in the middle of the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a list of commissions entrusted to her fruit, butter, string, and so on; and all the time she never spoke directly to Ralph or looked at him. Ralph heard her giving orders to attentive, ... | the fingers loosely clenched, the whole attitude of rapt contemplation, which fell like a veil between them. She noticed everything about him; if there had been other signs of his utter alienation she would have sought them out, too, for she felt that it was only by heaping one truth upon another that she could keep he... | her at once; now to disappear and never see her again. In order to control this disorderly race of thought he forced himself to read the name on the chemist s shop directly opposite him; then to examine the objects in the shop windows, and then to focus his eyes exactly upon a little group of women looking in at the gr... | this one sacrifice, she thought, she might make to sentimentality and personality, and she picked two leaves from the ivy and put them in her pocket before she disencumbered her stick of the rest of it. She grasped the stick in the middle, and settled her fur cap closely upon her head, as if she must be in trim for a l... | Night And Day |
"The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell m... | Mrs. Hilbery | shopman, she appealed to him.<|quote|>"The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give m... | catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him.<|quote|>"The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made... | Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him.<|quote|>"The ruins my party is waitin... | his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for... | the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a list of commissions entrusted to her fruit, butter, string, and so on; and all the time she never spoke directly to Ralph or looked at him. Ralph heard her giving orders to attentive, rosy-checked men in white aprons, and in spite of his own preoccu... | a veil between them. She noticed everything about him; if there had been other signs of his utter alienation she would have sought them out, too, for she felt that it was only by heaping one truth upon another that she could keep herself sitting there, upright. The truth seemed to support her; it struck her, even as sh... | to control this disorderly race of thought he forced himself to read the name on the chemist s shop directly opposite him; then to examine the objects in the shop windows, and then to focus his eyes exactly upon a little group of women looking in at the great windows of a large draper s shop. This discipline having giv... | the light of truth, she seemed to frame the words as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be shaken by our personal calamities. Ralph handed her her coat and her stick. She took them, fastened the coat securely, grasped the stick firmly. The ivy spray was still twisted about the handle; this one sacrifice, she thou... | Night And Day |
"And now," | Mrs. Hilbery | my way to the ruins."<|quote|>"And now,"</|quote|>she continued, having received the | me how I shall find my way to the ruins."<|quote|>"And now,"</|quote|>she continued, having received the information and the pot of | in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins."<|quote|>"And now,"</|quote|>she continued, having received the information and the pot of hon... | looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw... | began, automatically, to take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? ... | of truth, she seemed to frame the words as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be shaken by our personal calamities. Ralph handed her her coat and her stick. She took them, fastened the coat securely, grasped the stick firmly. The ivy spray was still twisted about the handle; this one sacrifice, she thought, she m... | waiter to bring the bill, when his eye was caught by a tall figure walking quickly along the opposite pavement a tall figure, upright, dark, and commanding, much detached from her surroundings. She held her gloves in her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before ... | white aprons, and in spite of his own preoccupation, he commented upon the determination with which she made her wishes known. Once more he began, automatically, to take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he w... | Night And Day |
she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue ... | No speaker | to the ruins." "And now,"<|quote|>she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, su... | I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now,"<|quote|>she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys d... | but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now,"<|quote|>she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been ... | her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such deli... | to take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of ... | she seemed to frame the words as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be shaken by our personal calamities. Ralph handed her her coat and her stick. She took them, fastened the coat securely, grasped the stick firmly. The ivy spray was still twisted about the handle; this one sacrifice, she thought, she might make ... | bring the bill, when his eye was caught by a tall figure walking quickly along the opposite pavement a tall figure, upright, dark, and commanding, much detached from her surroundings. She held her gloves in her left hand, and the left hand was bare. All this Ralph noticed and enumerated and recognized before he put a n... | steadily at Ralph, and caught his fixed and dreamy gaze leveled at a point far beyond their surroundings, a point that she had never reached in all the time that she had known him. She noticed the lips just parted, the fingers loosely clenched, the whole attitude of rapt contemplation, which fell like a veil between th... | Night And Day |
"Now," | Mrs. Hilbery | her way to the ruins.<|quote|>"Now,"</|quote|>she exclaimed, "please tell me | person all alone to find her way to the ruins.<|quote|>"Now,"</|quote|>she exclaimed, "please tell me what you re doing here, | accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find her way to the ruins.<|quote|>"Now,"</|quote|>she exclaim... | they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town wi... | Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me... | put them in her pocket before she disencumbered her stick of the rest of it. She grasped the stick in the middle, and settled her fur cap closely upon her head, as if she must be in trim for a long and stormy walk. Next, standing in the middle of the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a li... | fact, scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were raised directly to the bow window in which Ralph stood; but she looked away again instantly without giving any sign that she had seen him. This sudden apparition had an extraordinary effect upon him. It was as if he had thought of her so intensely that his... | accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in ... | Night And Day |
she exclaimed, | No speaker | way to the ruins. "Now,"<|quote|>she exclaimed,</|quote|>"please tell me what you | all alone to find her way to the ruins. "Now,"<|quote|>she exclaimed,</|quote|>"please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham | her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find her way to the ruins. "Now,"<|quote|>she exclaimed,</|quote|>"pleas... | made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so... | or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ru... | them in her pocket before she disencumbered her stick of the rest of it. She grasped the stick in the middle, and settled her fur cap closely upon her head, as if she must be in trim for a long and stormy walk. Next, standing in the middle of the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a list o... | scanned both sides of the street, and for one second were raised directly to the bow window in which Ralph stood; but she looked away again instantly without giving any sign that she had seen him. This sudden apparition had an extraordinary effect upon him. It was as if he had thought of her so intensely that his mind ... | coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my par... | Night And Day |
"please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?" | Mrs. Hilbery | the ruins. "Now," she exclaimed,<|quote|>"please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?"</|quote|>she inquired, gazing at him | to find her way to the ruins. "Now," she exclaimed,<|quote|>"please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?"</|quote|>she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of | to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find her way to the ruins. "Now," she exclaimed,<|quote|>"please tell me what you... | your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many tu... | I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Rom... | her pocket before she disencumbered her stick of the rest of it. She grasped the stick in the middle, and settled her fur cap closely upon her head, as if she must be in trim for a long and stormy walk. Next, standing in the middle of the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a list of commis... | sides of the street, and for one second were raised directly to the bow window in which Ralph stood; but she looked away again instantly without giving any sign that she had seen him. This sudden apparition had an extraordinary effect upon him. It was as if he had thought of her so intensely that his mind had formed th... | upon another that she could keep herself sitting there, upright. The truth seemed to support her; it struck her, even as she looked at his face, that the light of truth was shining far away beyond him; the light of truth, she seemed to frame the words as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be shaken by our persona... | Night And Day |
she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy. | No speaker | Mr. Denham, aren t you?"<|quote|>she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy.</|quote|>"The brilliant young man who | Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?"<|quote|>she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy.</|quote|>"The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I | dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find her way to the ruins. "Now," she exclaimed, "please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?"<|quote|>she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden ... | my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, suc... | in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t s... | middle, and settled her fur cap closely upon her head, as if she must be in trim for a long and stormy walk. Next, standing in the middle of the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a list of commissions entrusted to her fruit, butter, string, and so on; and all the time she never spoke dire... | stood; but she looked away again instantly without giving any sign that she had seen him. This sudden apparition had an extraordinary effect upon him. It was as if he had thought of her so intensely that his mind had formed the shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet h... | as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be shaken by our personal calamities. Ralph handed her her coat and her stick. She took them, fastened the coat securely, grasped the stick firmly. The ivy spray was still twisted about the handle; this one sacrifice, she thought, she might make to sentimentality and personal... | Night And Day |
"The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." | Mrs. Hilbery | suspicion of her own accuracy.<|quote|>"The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruin... | at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy.<|quote|>"The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should neve... | shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find her way to the ruins. "Now," she exclaimed, "please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?" she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy.<|quote|>"The brilliant young man who writes for the Rev... | and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible... | where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey ... | must be in trim for a long and stormy walk. Next, standing in the middle of the road, she took a slip of paper from her purse, and read out loud a list of commissions entrusted to her fruit, butter, string, and so on; and all the time she never spoke directly to Ralph or looked at him. Ralph heard her giving orders to ... | had seen him. This sudden apparition had an extraordinary effect upon him. It was as if he had thought of her so intensely that his mind had formed the shape of her, rather than that he had seen her in the flesh outside in the street. And yet he had not been thinking of her at all. The impression was so intense that he... | them out, too, for she felt that it was only by heaping one truth upon another that she could keep herself sitting there, upright. The truth seemed to support her; it struck her, even as she looked at his face, that the light of truth was shining far away beyond him; the light of truth, she seemed to frame the words as... | Night And Day |
They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. | No speaker | found the ruins at all."<|quote|>They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop.</|quote|>"I ve found something much | sure I should never have found the ruins at all."<|quote|>They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop.</|quote|>"I ve found something much better than rui... | the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all."<|quote|>They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sig... | all alone to find her way to the ruins. "Now," she exclaimed, "please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?" she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy. "The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telli... | delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should acco... | him. Ralph heard her giving orders to attentive, rosy-checked men in white aprons, and in spite of his own preoccupation, he commented upon the determination with which she made her wishes known. Once more he began, automatically, to take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring... | The impression was so intense that he could not dismiss it, nor even think whether he had seen her or merely imagined her. He sat down at once, and said, briefly and strangely, rather to himself than to Mary: "That was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his m... | him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and t... | Night And Day |
"I ve found something much better than ruins!" | Mrs. Hilbery | got lodged in some shop.<|quote|>"I ve found something much better than ruins!"</|quote|>she exclaimed. "I ve found | as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop.<|quote|>"I ve found something much better than ruins!"</|quote|>she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me | sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop.<|quote|>"I ve found something much better than ruins!"</|qu... | her own accuracy. "The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had r... | received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity... | of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat thro... | was Katharine Hilbery." "Katharine Hilbery? What do you mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation; "I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!" Sh... | and read out loud a list of commissions entrusted to her fruit, butter, string, and so on; and all the time she never spoke directly to Ralph or looked at him. Ralph heard her giving orders to attentive, rosy-checked men in white aprons, and in spite of his own preoccupation, he commented upon the determination with wh... | Night And Day |
she exclaimed. | No speaker | something much better than ruins!"<|quote|>she exclaimed.</|quote|>"I ve found two friends | some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!"<|quote|>she exclaimed.</|quote|>"I ve found two friends who told me how to | at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!"<|quote|>she exclaimed.</|quote|>"I ve found two frien... | writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught ... | having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all al... | stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you see... | mean?" she asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation; "I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!" She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast stupor, sh... | "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightfu... | Night And Day |
"I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon." | Mrs. Hilbery | better than ruins!" she exclaimed.<|quote|>"I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon."</|quote|>Could they not somehow revoke | "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed.<|quote|>"I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon."</|quote|>Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had | They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed.<|quote|>"I ve found two friends who told me how... | the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of he... | introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find ... | sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine o... | asked, hardly understanding from his manner whether he had seen her or not. "Katharine Hilbery," he repeated. "But she s gone now." "Katharine Hilbery!" Mary thought, in an instant of blinding revelation; "I ve always known it was Katharine Hilbery!" She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast stupor, she raised he... | her purse, and read out loud a list of commissions entrusted to her fruit, butter, string, and so on; and all the time she never spoke directly to Ralph or looked at him. Ralph heard her giving orders to attentive, rosy-checked men in white aprons, and in spite of his own preoccupation, he commented upon the determinat... | Night And Day |
Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great... | No speaker | we ve just had luncheon."<|quote|>Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and ... | us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon."<|quote|>Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on he... | in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon."<|quote|>Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had... | you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she ... | old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find her way to the ruins. "Now," she exclaimed, "please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?" she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy. "The brilliant young ma... | I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded,... | was Katharine Hilbery!" She knew it all now. After a moment of downcast stupor, she raised her eyes, looked steadily at Ralph, and caught his fixed and dreamy gaze leveled at a point far beyond their surroundings, a point that she had never reached in all the time that she had known him. She noticed the lips just parte... | with which she made her wishes known. Once more he began, automatically, to take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon h... | Night And Day |
"I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" | Katharine Hilbery | pleasure as she shook hands:<|quote|>"I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?"</|quote|>she continued, turning to Ralph. | rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands:<|quote|>"I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?"</|quote|>she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn | surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to see them both, at any rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands:<|quote|>"I never knew you lived here. W... | that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham ... | should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I v... | t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and hav... | by heaping one truth upon another that she could keep herself sitting there, upright. The truth seemed to support her; it struck her, even as she looked at his face, that the light of truth was shining far away beyond him; the light of truth, she seemed to frame the words as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be ... | to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find her way to ... | Night And Day |
she continued, turning to Ralph. | No speaker | are you staying with Mary?"<|quote|>she continued, turning to Ralph.</|quote|>"What a pity we didn | we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?"<|quote|>she continued, turning to Ralph.</|quote|>"What a pity we didn t meet before." Thus confronted | surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to see them both, at any rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands: "I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?"<|quote|>she continued, turning to Ralph.</|quote|>"What a pity... | if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in ... | standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea wit... | Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such pr... | even as she looked at his face, that the light of truth was shining far away beyond him; the light of truth, she seemed to frame the words as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be shaken by our personal calamities. Ralph handed her her coat and her stick. She took them, fastened the coat securely, grasped the sti... | introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in pools, such Venetian canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find ... | Night And Day |
"What a pity we didn t meet before." | Katharine Hilbery | she continued, turning to Ralph.<|quote|>"What a pity we didn t meet before."</|quote|>Thus confronted at a distance | are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph.<|quote|>"What a pity we didn t meet before."</|quote|>Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet | or whether she was really glad to see them both, at any rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands: "I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph.<|quote|>"What a pity we didn t meet before."</|quote|>Thus con... | got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether s... | and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just ... | those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightf... | his face, that the light of truth was shining far away beyond him; the light of truth, she seemed to frame the words as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be shaken by our personal calamities. Ralph handed her her coat and her stick. She took them, fastened the coat securely, grasped the stick firmly. The ivy spr... | "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many beautiful things in it, but I wish it hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell m... | Night And Day |
Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color either came to his cheeks or left them, he knew not which; but he was determined to face her and track down in the cold light o... | No speaker | we didn t meet before."<|quote|>Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color either came to his cheeks or left them, he knew not which; but he was determined to face her an... | to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before."<|quote|>Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color either came to his cheeks or left them, he knew not which; but he was de... | them both, at any rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands: "I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before."<|quote|>Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the... | sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to see them both, at any rate she exclaimed with un... | her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon." Could they not somehow... | shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they should accompany her back to the ruins, since in a town with so many turnings, such prospects, such delightful little half-naked boys dabbling in... | shining far away beyond him; the light of truth, she seemed to frame the words as she rose to go, shines on a world not to be shaken by our personal calamities. Ralph handed her her coat and her stick. She took them, fastened the coat securely, grasped the stick firmly. The ivy spray was still twisted about the handle;... | wishes known. Once more he began, automatically, to take stock of her characteristics. Standing thus, superficially observant and stirring the sawdust on the floor meditatively with the toe of his boot, he was roused by a musical and familiar voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mi... | Night And Day |
"Do you know," | Katharine Hilbery | carriage had been put up.<|quote|>"Do you know,"</|quote|>said Katharine, keeping slightly in | towards the stables where the carriage had been put up.<|quote|>"Do you know,"</|quote|>said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with | speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put up.<|quote|>"Do you know,"</|quote|>said Katharine, keeping s... | her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never see... | cheeks or left them, he knew not which; but he was determined to face her and track down in the cold light of day whatever vestige of truth there might be in his persistent imaginations. He did not succeed in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite... | them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon." Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and gard... | voice behind him, accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance cre... | natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to see them both, at any rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands: "I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we ... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph, | No speaker | put up. "Do you know,"<|quote|>said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph,</|quote|>"I thought I saw you | where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know,"<|quote|>said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph,</|quote|>"I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a | suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know,"<|quote|>said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the re... | looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the day... | them, he knew not which; but he was determined to face her and track down in the cold light of day whatever vestige of truth there might be in his persistent imaginations. He did not succeed in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in ... | come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon." Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turne... | accompanied by a light touch upon his shoulder. "I m not mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in ... | among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to ... | Night And Day |
"I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." | Katharine Hilbery | of the rest with Ralph,<|quote|>"I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same."</|quote|>"Yes, I thought I saw | Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph,<|quote|>"I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same."</|quote|>"Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t | Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know," said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph,<|quote|>"I thought I saw you this morning, standing a... | which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too ... | her and track down in the cold light of day whatever vestige of truth there might be in his persistent imaginations. He did not succeed in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to di... | ve just had luncheon." Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came toward... | mistaken? Surely Mr. Denham? I caught a glimpse of your coat through the window, and I felt sure that I knew your coat. Have you seen Katharine or William? I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell ... | ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in... | Night And Day |
"Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," | Ralph Denham | been you all the same."<|quote|>"Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you,"</|quote|>he replied. This remark, and | you. And it must have been you all the same."<|quote|>"Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you,"</|quote|>he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his | where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know," said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph, "I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same."<|quote|>"Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you,"</|quote|>h... | and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know," said Katharin... | was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismiss his old view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped... | an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a su... | I m wandering about Lincoln looking for the ruins." It was Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Rom... | who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whet... | Night And Day |
he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wan... | No speaker | but it wasn t you,"<|quote|>he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrup... | I thought I saw you but it wasn t you,"<|quote|>he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-... | Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph, "I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you,"<|quote|>he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recall... | that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know," said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph, "I... | dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismiss his old view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes w... | among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to ... | Mrs. Hilbery; her entrance created some stir in the shop; many people looked at her. "First of all, tell me where I am," she demanded, but, catching sight of the attentive shopman, she appealed to him. "The ruins my party is waiting for me at the ruins. The Roman ruins or Greek, Mr. Denham? Your town has a great many b... | are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before." Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color either came to his cheeks or ... | Night And Day |
"I expect it was me," | Katharine Hilbery | not remember what it was.<|quote|>"I expect it was me,"</|quote|>she said. "I was looking | hear from him she could not remember what it was.<|quote|>"I expect it was me,"</|quote|>she said. "I was looking for my mother. It happens | speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was.<|quote|>"I expect it was ... | at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London d... | now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they ha... | hands: "I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before." Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph s... | hadn t so many ruins. I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, an... | the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I cou... | Night And Day |
she said. | No speaker | "I expect it was me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I was looking for my | not remember what it was. "I expect it was me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I was looking for my mother. It happens every time | she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I was looki... | decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the fa... | the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole pa... | lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before." Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutc... | I never saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that... | and track down in the cold light of day whatever vestige of truth there might be in his persistent imaginations. He did not succeed in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismis... | Night And Day |
"I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a ba... | Katharine Hilbery | it was me," she said.<|quote|>"I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a fie... | what it was. "I expect it was me," she said.<|quote|>"I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. O... | jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said.<|quote|>"I was looking for my mother.... | it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, ... | of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to wa... | Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before." Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his sel... | saw such delightful little pots of honey in my life are they made by your own bees? Please give me one of those little pots, and tell me how I shall find my way to the ruins." "And now," she continued, having received the information and the pot of honey, having been introduced to Mary, and having insisted that they sh... | intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had luncheon." Could they n... | Night And Day |
She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. | No speaker | next? The next, I think."<|quote|>She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started.</|quote|>"But what are you doing | Down that street or the next? The next, I think."<|quote|>She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started.</|quote|>"But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m | because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think."<|quote|>She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to cer... | could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our... | I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jer... | track down in the cold light of day whatever vestige of truth there might be in his persistent imaginations. He did not succeed in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismiss hi... | canals, such old blue china in the curiosity shops, it was impossible for one person all alone to find her way to the ruins. "Now," she exclaimed, "please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?" she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy. "The brill... | already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that... | Night And Day |
"But what are you doing here?" | Katharine Hilbery | which Mrs. Hilbery had started.<|quote|>"But what are you doing here?"</|quote|>she asked. "I m buying | certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started.<|quote|>"But what are you doing here?"</|quote|>she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going | a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started.<|quote|>"But what are you doing here?"</|quote|>s... | we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that st... | you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time re... | in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismiss his old view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened... | ruins. "Now," she exclaimed, "please tell me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?" she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy. "The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the c... | feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color either came to his cheeks or left them, he knew not which; but he was determined to face her and track down in the cold light of day whatever vestige of truth there might ... | Night And Day |
she asked. | No speaker | what are you doing here?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"I m buying a cottage. | Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"I m buying a cottage. I m going to live | I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"I m buying a c... | there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I... | thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished o... | who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismiss his old view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across t... | me what you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?" she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy. "The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you... | sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to see them both, at any rate she exclaimed with un... | Night And Day |
"I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." | Ralph Denham | you doing here?" she asked.<|quote|>"I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that."</|quote|>"But," she exclaimed, almost standing | had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked.<|quote|>"I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that."</|quote|>"But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you | a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked.<|quote|>"I m buying a cottage. I m goi... | was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She... | saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrup... | for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismiss his old view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner ... | you re doing here, Mr. Denham for you _are_ Mr. Denham, aren t you?" she inquired, gazing at him with a sudden suspicion of her own accuracy. "The brilliant young man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been... | Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to see them both, at any rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands: "I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and... | Night And Day |
"But," | Katharine Hilbery | be no difficulty about that."<|quote|>"But,"</|quote|>she exclaimed, almost standing still | Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that."<|quote|>"But,"</|quote|>she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will | listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that."<|quote|>"But,"</|quote|>she exclaimed, almost standing still in ... | to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started.... | she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother.... | view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; eve... | man who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery... | slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph, "I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many di... | Night And Day |
she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, | No speaker | no difficulty about that." "But,"<|quote|>she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise,</|quote|>"you will give up the | tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But,"<|quote|>she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise,</|quote|>"you will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed across | to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But,"<|quote|>she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise,</|quo... | help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "B... | was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother. It ... | in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everythi... | who writes for the Review, I mean? Only yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery cau... | think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search ... | Night And Day |
"you will give up the Bar, then?" | Katharine Hilbery | standing still in her surprise,<|quote|>"you will give up the Bar, then?"</|quote|>It flashed across her mind | that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise,<|quote|>"you will give up the Bar, then?"</|quote|>It flashed across her mind that he must already be | Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise,<|quote|>"you will give up the Bar, then?"</|quote|>It flashe... | was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she as... | the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there... | wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmenta... | yesterday my husband was telling me he thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing lik... | realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know," said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the r... | Night And Day |
It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary. | No speaker | give up the Bar, then?"<|quote|>It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary.</|quote|>"The solicitor s office? Yes. | in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?"<|quote|>It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary.</|quote|>"The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up." | doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?"<|quote|>It flashed across her mind that he must already be engage... | bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage.... | at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care... | her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He... | thought you one of the cleverest young men he knew. Certainly, you ve been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road... | intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know," said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph, "I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." ... | Night And Day |
"The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up." | Ralph Denham | already be engaged to Mary.<|quote|>"The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up."</|quote|>"But why?" she asked. She | her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary.<|quote|>"The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up."</|quote|>"But why?" she asked. She answered herself at once, with | live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary.<|quote|>"The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up.... | Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and... | wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always tur... | corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Mean... | been the messenger of Providence to me, for unless I d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in so... | in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she co... | Night And Day |
"But why?" | Katharine Hilbery | I m giving that up."<|quote|>"But why?"</|quote|>she asked. She answered herself | "The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up."<|quote|>"But why?"</|quote|>she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious | and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary. "The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up."<|quote|>"But why?"</|quote|>she asked. She answer... | She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about tha... | could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our... | he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go... | d seen you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins... | her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put u... | Night And Day |
she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone. | No speaker | giving that up." "But why?"<|quote|>she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone.</|quote|>"I think you re very | s office? Yes. I m giving that up." "But why?"<|quote|>she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone.</|quote|>"I think you re very wise to give it up. | tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary. "The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up." "But why?"<|quote|>she asked. She answered herself at once... | back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," s... | remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. ... | to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an unclouded ray; everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in sear... | you I m sure I should never have found the ruins at all." They had reached the Roman arch when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she ... | a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color either came to his cheeks or left them, he knew not which; but he was determined to face her and track down in the cold light of day whatever vest... | Night And Day |
"I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." | Katharine Hilbery | to an almost melancholy tone.<|quote|>"I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier."</|quote|>At this very moment, when | curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone.<|quote|>"I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier."</|quote|>At this very moment, when her words seemed to be | will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary. "The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up." "But why?" she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone.<|quote|>"I think you re very wise to give it up. Y... | had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed across her mind that he... | every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? D... | everything about her seemed rapid, fragmentary, and full of a kind of racing speed. He realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carria... | when Mrs. Hilbery caught sight of her own party, standing like sentinels facing up and down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have d... | them, he knew not which; but he was determined to face her and track down in the cold light of day whatever vestige of truth there might be in his persistent imaginations. He did not succeed in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in ... | Night And Day |
At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the hostler. | No speaker | You will be much happier."<|quote|>At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the ... | wise to give it up. You will be much happier."<|quote|>At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the... | be engaged to Mary. "The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up." "But why?" she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier."<|quote|>At this very moment, when her words seemed to be st... | I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary. "The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving tha... | to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw t... | realized suddenly that he had never seen her in the daylight before. Meanwhile, it was decided that it was too late to go in search of ruins as they had intended; and the whole party began to walk towards the stables where the carriage had been put up. "Do you know," said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the r... | down the road so as to intercept her if, as they expected, she had got lodged in some shop. "I ve found something much better than ruins!" she exclaimed. "I ve found two friends who told me how to find you, which I could never have done without them. They must come and have tea with us. What a pity that we ve just had ... | never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think... | Night And Day |
"I don t know what one means by happiness," | Ralph Denham | stable door by the hostler.<|quote|>"I don t know what one means by happiness,"</|quote|>he said briefly, having to | being led out of the stable door by the hostler.<|quote|>"I don t know what one means by happiness,"</|quote|>he said briefly, having to step aside in order to | seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the hostler.<|quote|>"I don t know what one means by happiness,"</|quote|>h... | office? Yes. I m giving that up." "But why?" she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they s... | or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me th... | of the rest with Ralph, "I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and... | What a pity that we ve just had luncheon." Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her vo... | unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back an... | Night And Day |
he said briefly, having to step aside in order to avoid a groom with a bucket. | No speaker | what one means by happiness,"<|quote|>he said briefly, having to step aside in order to avoid a groom with a bucket.</|quote|>"Why do you think I | hostler. "I don t know what one means by happiness,"<|quote|>he said briefly, having to step aside in order to avoid a groom with a bucket.</|quote|>"Why do you think I shall be happy? I don | for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the hostler. "I don t know what one means by happiness,"<|quote|>he said briefly, having to step aside in order to avoid... | she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beh... | back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," s... | you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked di... | Could they not somehow revoke that meal? Katharine, who had gone a few steps by herself down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great... | Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismiss his old view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to t... | Night And Day |
"Why do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?" | Ralph Denham | a groom with a bucket.<|quote|>"Why do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?"</|quote|>She could not answer because | aside in order to avoid a groom with a bucket.<|quote|>"Why do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?"</|quote|>She could not answer because they were immedia... | of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the hostler. "I don t know what one means by happiness," he said briefly, having to step aside in order to avoid a groom with a bucket.<|quote|>"Why do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be ... | almost melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, whil... | which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed acro... | And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the rough strain in his voice, recalled to her memory so many difficult speeches and abortive meetings that she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; a... | down the road, and was investigating the window of an ironmonger, as if her mother might have got herself concealed among mowing-machines and garden-shears, turned sharply on hearing her voice, and came towards them. She was a great deal surprised to see Denham and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she gr... | to dismiss his old view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowing her crimson scarf across her face; the wind had already loosened her hair, which looped across the corner of one of the large, dark eyes which, so he used to think, looked sad; now they looked bright with the brightness of the sea struck by an... | Night And Day |
She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other members of the party by Mrs. Hilbery, and Mary, Henry Otway, and William. Rodney went up to Katharine immediately and said to her: | No speaker | that. What do you think?"<|quote|>She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other members of the party by Mrs. Hilbery, and Mary, Henry Otway, and William. Rodney went up to Katharine immediately and said to her:</|quote|>"Henry is going to drive | charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?"<|quote|>She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other members of the party by Mrs. Hilbery, and Mary, Henry Otway, and William. Rodney went up to Katharine immediately and said to her:</|quote|>"Henry is going to drive home with your ... | to avoid a groom with a bucket. "Why do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?"<|quote|>She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other... | inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the hostler. "I don t know what one means by happiness," he said briefly, having to step aside in order to avoid a groom with a bucket. "Why do you think I shall ... | "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will give up the Bar, then?" It flashed across her mind that he must already be engaged to Mary. "The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up." "But why?" she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost m... | she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother.... | and Mary Datchet. Whether the cordiality with which she greeted them was merely that which is natural to a surprise meeting in the country, or whether she was really glad to see them both, at any rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands: "I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we cou... | Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and... | Night And Day |
"Henry is going to drive home with your mother, and I suggest that they should put us down half-way and let us walk back." | William Rodney | immediately and said to her:<|quote|>"Henry is going to drive home with your mother, and I suggest that they should put us down half-way and let us walk back."</|quote|>Katharine nodded her head. She | Rodney went up to Katharine immediately and said to her:<|quote|>"Henry is going to drive home with your mother, and I suggest that they should put us down half-way and let us walk back."</|quote|>Katharine nodded her head. She glanced at him with an | write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?" She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other members of the party by Mrs. Hilbery, and Mary, Henry Otway, and William. Rodney went up to Katharine immediately and said to her:<|quote|>"Henry is going to driv... | t know what one means by happiness," he said briefly, having to step aside in order to avoid a groom with a bucket. "Why do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you th... | I m giving that up." "But why?" she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into t... | to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother. It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time ... | at any rate she exclaimed with unusual pleasure as she shook hands: "I never knew you lived here. Why didn t you say so, and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before." Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the w... | to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw t... | Night And Day |
Katharine nodded her head. She glanced at him with an oddly furtive expression. | No speaker | and let us walk back."<|quote|>Katharine nodded her head. She glanced at him with an oddly furtive expression.</|quote|>"Unfortunately we go in opposite | should put us down half-way and let us walk back."<|quote|>Katharine nodded her head. She glanced at him with an oddly furtive expression.</|quote|>"Unfortunately we go in opposite directions, or we might have | surrounded by other members of the party by Mrs. Hilbery, and Mary, Henry Otway, and William. Rodney went up to Katharine immediately and said to her: "Henry is going to drive home with your mother, and I suggest that they should put us down half-way and let us walk back."<|quote|>Katharine nodded her head. She glanced... | do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?" She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other members of the party by Mrs. Hilbery, and Ma... | melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the s... | It happens every time we come to Lincoln. In fact, there never was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the ... | and we could have met? And are you staying with Mary?" she continued, turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before." Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color ei... | she was jerked directly back to the London drawing-room, the family relics, and the tea-table; and at the same time recalled some half-finished or interrupted remark which she had wanted to make herself or to hear from him she could not remember what it was. "I expect it was me," she said. "I was looking for my mother.... | Night And Day |
"Unfortunately we go in opposite directions, or we might have given you a lift," | William Rodney | with an oddly furtive expression.<|quote|>"Unfortunately we go in opposite directions, or we might have given you a lift,"</|quote|>he continued to Denham. His | head. She glanced at him with an oddly furtive expression.<|quote|>"Unfortunately we go in opposite directions, or we might have given you a lift,"</|quote|>he continued to Denham. His manner was unusually peremptory; he | Otway, and William. Rodney went up to Katharine immediately and said to her: "Henry is going to drive home with your mother, and I suggest that they should put us down half-way and let us walk back." Katharine nodded her head. She glanced at him with an oddly furtive expression.<|quote|>"Unfortunately we go in opposite... | anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?" She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other members of the party by Mrs. Hilbery, and Mary, Henry Otway, and William. Rodney went up to Kath... | will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the hostler. "I ... | a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She gla... | turning to Ralph. "What a pity we didn t meet before." Thus confronted at a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color either came to his cheeks or left them, he knew not which; but he was de... | was a family so unable to take care of itself as ours is. Not that it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She... | Night And Day |
he continued to Denham. His manner was unusually peremptory; he seemed anxious to hasten the departure, and Katharine looked at him from time to time, as Denham noticed, with an expression half of inquiry, half of annoyance. She at once helped her mother into her cloak, and said to Mary: | No speaker | have given you a lift,"<|quote|>he continued to Denham. His manner was unusually peremptory; he seemed anxious to hasten the departure, and Katharine looked at him from time to time, as Denham noticed, with an expression half of inquiry, half of annoyance. She at once helped her mother into her cloak, and said to Mary:... | opposite directions, or we might have given you a lift,"<|quote|>he continued to Denham. His manner was unusually peremptory; he seemed anxious to hasten the departure, and Katharine looked at him from time to time, as Denham noticed, with an expression half of inquiry, half of annoyance. She at once helped her mother ... | is going to drive home with your mother, and I suggest that they should put us down half-way and let us walk back." Katharine nodded her head. She glanced at him with an oddly furtive expression. "Unfortunately we go in opposite directions, or we might have given you a lift,"<|quote|>he continued to Denham. His manner ... | a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?" She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other members of the party by Mrs. Hilbery, and Mary, Henry Otway, and William. Rodney went up to Katharine immediately and said to her: "Henry is going to drive home with yo... | striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the hostler. "I don t know what one means by happiness," he said briefly, having to step... | it very much matters, because some one always turns up in the nick of time to help us out of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, li... | a distance of only a few feet by the real body of the woman about whom he had dreamt so many million dreams, Ralph stammered; he made a clutch at his self-control; the color either came to his cheeks or left them, he knew not which; but he was determined to face her and track down in the cold light of day whatever vest... | had been put up. "Do you know," said Katharine, keeping slightly in advance of the rest with Ralph, "I thought I saw you this morning, standing at a window. But I decided that it couldn t be you. And it must have been you all the same." "Yes, I thought I saw you but it wasn t you," he replied. This remark, and the roug... | Night And Day |
"I want to see you. Are you going back to London at once? I will write." | Katharine Hilbery | cloak, and said to Mary:<|quote|>"I want to see you. Are you going back to London at once? I will write."</|quote|>She half smiled at Ralph, | helped her mother into her cloak, and said to Mary:<|quote|>"I want to see you. Are you going back to London at once? I will write."</|quote|>She half smiled at Ralph, but her look was a | he continued to Denham. His manner was unusually peremptory; he seemed anxious to hasten the departure, and Katharine looked at him from time to time, as Denham noticed, with an expression half of inquiry, half of annoyance. She at once helped her mother into her cloak, and said to Mary:<|quote|>"I want to see you. Are... | is going to drive home with your mother, and I suggest that they should put us down half-way and let us walk back." Katharine nodded her head. She glanced at him with an oddly furtive expression. "Unfortunately we go in opposite directions, or we might have given you a lift," he continued to Denham. His manner was unus... | know what one means by happiness," he said briefly, having to step aside in order to avoid a groom with a bucket. "Why do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you thin... | The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no ... | to face her and track down in the cold light of day whatever vestige of truth there might be in his persistent imaginations. He did not succeed in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he h... | be engaged to Mary. "The solicitor s office? Yes. I m giving that up." "But why?" she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a... | Night And Day |
She half smiled at Ralph, but her look was a little overcast by something she was thinking, and in a very few minutes the Otway carriage rolled out of the stable yard and turned down the high road leading to the village of Lampsher. The return drive was almost as silent as the drive from home had been in the morning; i... | No speaker | at once? I will write."<|quote|>She half smiled at Ralph, but her look was a little overcast by something she was thinking, and in a very few minutes the Otway carriage rolled out of the stable yard and turned down the high road leading to the village of Lampsher. The return drive was almost as silent as the drive from... | you going back to London at once? I will write."<|quote|>She half smiled at Ralph, but her look was a little overcast by something she was thinking, and in a very few minutes the Otway carriage rolled out of the stable yard and turned down the high road leading to the village of Lampsher. The return drive was almost as... | and Katharine looked at him from time to time, as Denham noticed, with an expression half of inquiry, half of annoyance. She at once helped her mother into her cloak, and said to Mary: "I want to see you. Are you going back to London at once? I will write."<|quote|>She half smiled at Ralph, but her look was a little ov... | down half-way and let us walk back." Katharine nodded her head. She glanced at him with an oddly furtive expression. "Unfortunately we go in opposite directions, or we might have given you a lift," he continued to Denham. His manner was unusually peremptory; he seemed anxious to hasten the departure, and Katharine look... | avoid a groom with a bucket. "Why do you think I shall be happy? I don t expect to be anything of the kind. I expect to be rather less unhappy. I shall write a book and curse my charwoman if happiness consists in that. What do you think?" She could not answer because they were immediately surrounded by other members of... | to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are you doing here?" she asked. "I m buying a cottage. I m going to live here as soon as I can find a cottage, and Mary tells me there ll be no difficulty about that." "But," she exclaimed, almost standing still in her surprise, "you will giv... | there might be in his persistent imaginations. He did not succeed in saying anything. It was Mary who spoke for both of them. He was struck dumb by finding that Katharine was quite different, in some strange way, from his memory, so that he had to dismiss his old view in order to accept the new one. The wind was blowin... | of our scrapes. Once I was left in a field with a bull when I was a baby but where did we leave the carriage? Down that street or the next? The next, I think." She glanced back and saw that the others were following obediently, listening to certain memories of Lincoln upon which Mrs. Hilbery had started. "But what are ... | Night And Day |
"There s no need for us to race," | William Rodney | when they were alone together.<|quote|>"There s no need for us to race,"</|quote|>he complained at last; upon | too petty to be advanced when they were alone together.<|quote|>"There s no need for us to race,"</|quote|>he complained at last; upon which she immediately slackened her | was far easier to approach Katharine; alone with her, the aloofness and force of her character checked all his natural methods of attack. He believed that she had behaved very badly to him, but each separate instance of unkindness seemed too petty to be advanced when they were alone together.<|quote|>"There s no need f... | the pious lady s thanks above her breath when Rodney joined her. In silence they set out along the cart-track which skirted the verge of the trees. To break the silence was exactly what Rodney wished to do, and yet could not do to his own satisfaction. In company it was far easier to approach Katharine; alone with her,... | for speaking to her, Katharine knew very well; she was neither glad nor sorry that the time had come, nor, indeed, knew what to expect, and thus remained silent. The carriage grew smaller and smaller upon the dusky road, and still Rodney did not speak. Perhaps, she thought, he waited until the last sign of the carriage... | intervals between the seasons of active exertion, or continued the story which she had begun to tell herself that morning. About two miles from Lampsher the road ran over the rounded summit of the heath, a lonely spot marked by an obelisk of granite, setting forth the gratitude of some great lady of the eighteenth cent... | m giving that up." "But why?" she asked. She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the... | and the heath was as gray and almost as solitary as the empty sweep of the clouds above it. Here Rodney stopped the carriage and helped Katharine to alight. Henry, too, gave her his hand, and fancied that she pressed it very slightly in parting as if she sent him a message. But the carriage rolled on immediately, witho... | Night And Day |
he complained at last; upon which she immediately slackened her pace, and walked too slowly to suit him. In desperation he said the first thing he thought of, very peevishly and without the dignified prelude which he had intended. | No speaker | need for us to race,"<|quote|>he complained at last; upon which she immediately slackened her pace, and walked too slowly to suit him. In desperation he said the first thing he thought of, very peevishly and without the dignified prelude which he had intended.</|quote|>"I ve not enjoyed my | alone together. "There s no need for us to race,"<|quote|>he complained at last; upon which she immediately slackened her pace, and walked too slowly to suit him. In desperation he said the first thing he thought of, very peevishly and without the dignified prelude which he had intended.</|quote|>"I ve not enjoyed my h... | her, the aloofness and force of her character checked all his natural methods of attack. He believed that she had behaved very badly to him, but each separate instance of unkindness seemed too petty to be advanced when they were alone together. "There s no need for us to race,"<|quote|>he complained at last; upon which... | when Rodney joined her. In silence they set out along the cart-track which skirted the verge of the trees. To break the silence was exactly what Rodney wished to do, and yet could not do to his own satisfaction. In company it was far easier to approach Katharine; alone with her, the aloofness and force of her character... | she was neither glad nor sorry that the time had come, nor, indeed, knew what to expect, and thus remained silent. The carriage grew smaller and smaller upon the dusky road, and still Rodney did not speak. Perhaps, she thought, he waited until the last sign of the carriage had disappeared beneath the curve of the road ... | continued the story which she had begun to tell herself that morning. About two miles from Lampsher the road ran over the rounded summit of the heath, a lonely spot marked by an obelisk of granite, setting forth the gratitude of some great lady of the eighteenth century who had been set upon by highwaymen at this spot ... | She answered herself at once, with a curious change from rapid speech to an almost melancholy tone. "I think you re very wise to give it up. You will be much happier." At this very moment, when her words seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the fam... | as silent as the drive from home had been in the morning; indeed, Mrs. Hilbery leant back with closed eyes in her corner, and either slept or feigned sleep, as her habit was in the intervals between the seasons of active exertion, or continued the story which she had begun to tell herself that morning. About two miles ... | Night And Day |
"I ve not enjoyed my holiday." | William Rodney | prelude which he had intended.<|quote|>"I ve not enjoyed my holiday."</|quote|>"No?" "No. I shall be | peevishly and without the dignified prelude which he had intended.<|quote|>"I ve not enjoyed my holiday."</|quote|>"No?" "No. I shall be glad to get back to | were alone together. "There s no need for us to race," he complained at last; upon which she immediately slackened her pace, and walked too slowly to suit him. In desperation he said the first thing he thought of, very peevishly and without the dignified prelude which he had intended.<|quote|>"I ve not enjoyed my holid... | In company it was far easier to approach Katharine; alone with her, the aloofness and force of her character checked all his natural methods of attack. He believed that she had behaved very badly to him, but each separate instance of unkindness seemed too petty to be advanced when they were alone together. "There s no ... | thought, he waited until the last sign of the carriage had disappeared beneath the curve of the road and they were left entirely alone. To cloak their silence she read the writing on the obelisk, to do which she had to walk completely round it. She was murmuring a word to two of the pious lady s thanks above her breath... | gratitude of some great lady of the eighteenth century who had been set upon by highwaymen at this spot and delivered from death just as hope seemed lost. In summer it was a pleasant place, for the deep woods on either side murmured, and the heather, which grew thick round the granite pedestal, made the light breeze ta... | seemed to be striking a path into the future for him, they stepped into the yard of an inn, and there beheld the family coach of the Otways, to which one sleek horse was already attached, while the second was being led out of the stable door by the hostler. "I don t know what one means by happiness," he said briefly, h... | an expression half of inquiry, half of annoyance. She at once helped her mother into her cloak, and said to Mary: "I want to see you. Are you going back to London at once? I will write." She half smiled at Ralph, but her look was a little overcast by something she was thinking, and in a very few minutes the Otway carri... | Night And Day |
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