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CHAPTER XIX The afternoon was already growing dark when the two other wayfarers, Mary and Ralph Denham, came out on the high road beyond the outskirts of Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journey than the open country, and for the first mile or so of the way they spoke little. ... | No speaker | try to make you happy."<|quote|>CHAPTER XIX The afternoon was already growing dark when the two other wayfarers, Mary and Ralph Denham, came out on the high road beyond the outskirts of Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journey than the open country, and for the first mile or s... | will marry you. I will try to make you happy."<|quote|>CHAPTER XIX The afternoon was already growing dark when the two other wayfarers, Mary and Ralph Denham, came out on the high road beyond the outskirts of Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journey than the open country, and ... | smiled a little at the minute care with which he tidied her and yet, when he brushed the dead leaves from his own coat, she flinched, seeing in that action the gesture of a lonely man. "William," she said, "I will marry you. I will try to make you happy."<|quote|>CHAPTER XIX The afternoon was already growing dark when ... | for relief, mixing itself with pain, stirred up a most curious hurry and tumult in his breast, almost concealing his first sharp sense of bleak and overwhelming disappointment. In order to relieve this restlessness and close a distressingly ill-ordered scene, he rose abruptly and helped Katharine to her feet. She smile... | him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circumstances to a sense of these details was impossible. She sat there, seeming unconscious of everything. He suspected that in her silence ... | to a more romantic bond. But passion she had, he could not deny it, and hitherto he had tried to see it employed in his thoughts upon the lives of the children who were to be born to them. "She will make a perfect mother a mother of sons," he thought; but seeing her sitting there, gloomy and silent, he began to have hi... | all myself. At one time I was always asking myself absurd questions which came to nothing either. What you want, if I may say so, is some occupation to take you out of yourself when this morbid mood comes on. If it hadn t been for my poetry, I assure you, I should often have been very much in the same state myself. To ... | now perverse, now completely irrational, for it never took the normal channel of glorification of him and his doings; and, indeed, he almost preferred the steady good sense, which had always marked their relationship, to a more romantic bond. But passion she had, he could not deny it, and hitherto he had tried to see i... | Night And Day |
"What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" | Ralph Denham | her start by saying abruptly;<|quote|>"What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?"</|quote|>He sp... | and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly;<|quote|>"What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do... | night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly;<|quote|>"What I was going to say when we... | her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and... | that the glow, the romance, the atmosphere of this meeting should not paint what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s presence, as she knew, preserved this num... | and tumult in his breast, almost concealing his first sharp sense of bleak and overwhelming disappointment. In order to relieve this restlessness and close a distressingly ill-ordered scene, he rose abruptly and helped Katharine to her feet. She smiled a little at the minute care with which he tidied her and yet, when ... | she was forcing herself to control. A certain degree of apprehension, occasionally culminating in a kind of fear, had always entered into his love for her, and had increased, rather to his surprise, in the greater intimacy of their engagement. Beneath her steady, exemplary surface ran a vein of passion which seemed to ... | hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circumstances to a sense of these details was impossible. She sat there, seeming unconscious of everything. He suspected that in her silence she was reproaching herself; but he wished that she wo... | Night And Day |
He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. | No speaker | Well, what do you say?"<|quote|>He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his.</|quote|>"You know me by this | I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?"<|quote|>He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his.</|quote|>"You know me by this time, the good and the | were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?"<|quote|>He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his.</|quote|>"You... | to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to Ame... | for she could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matt... | from his own coat, she flinched, seeing in that action the gesture of a lonely man. "William," she said, "I will marry you. I will try to make you happy." CHAPTER XIX The afternoon was already growing dark when the two other wayfarers, Mary and Ralph Denham, came out on the high road beyond the outskirts of Lincoln. Th... | irrational, for it never took the normal channel of glorification of him and his doings; and, indeed, he almost preferred the steady good sense, which had always marked their relationship, to a more romantic bond. But passion she had, he could not deny it, and hitherto he had tried to see it employed in his thoughts up... | the outskirts of Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journey than the open country, and for the first mile or so of the way they spoke little. In his own mind Ralph was following the passage of the Otway carriage over the heath; he then went back to the five or ten minutes that h... | Night And Day |
"You know me by this time, the good and the bad," | Ralph Denham | took her arm in his.<|quote|>"You know me by this time, the good and the bad,"</|quote|>he went on. "You know | waited for no answer, and took her arm in his.<|quote|>"You know me by this time, the good and the bad,"</|quote|>he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried | come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his.<|quote|>"You know me by this time, the good and the bad,"</|quote|>he went on. "You k... | comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living th... | would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of he... | a lonely man. "William," she said, "I will marry you. I will try to make you happy." CHAPTER XIX The afternoon was already growing dark when the two other wayfarers, Mary and Ralph Denham, came out on the high road beyond the outskirts of Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journ... | his doings; and, indeed, he almost preferred the steady good sense, which had always marked their relationship, to a more romantic bond. But passion she had, he could not deny it, and hitherto he had tried to see it employed in his thoughts upon the lives of the children who were to be born to them. "She will make a pe... | this restlessness and close a distressingly ill-ordered scene, he rose abruptly and helped Katharine to her feet. She smiled a little at the minute care with which he tidied her and yet, when he brushed the dead leaves from his own coat, she flinched, seeing in that action the gesture of a lonely man. "William," she sa... | Night And Day |
he went on. | No speaker | the good and the bad,"<|quote|>he went on.</|quote|>"You know my tempers. I | know me by this time, the good and the bad,"<|quote|>he went on.</|quote|>"You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you | there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad,"<|quote|>he went on.</|quote|>"You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my f... | through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, ... | preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, ... | will try to make you happy." CHAPTER XIX The afternoon was already growing dark when the two other wayfarers, Mary and Ralph Denham, came out on the high road beyond the outskirts of Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journey than the open country, and for the first mile or so o... | which had always marked their relationship, to a more romantic bond. But passion she had, he could not deny it, and hitherto he had tried to see it employed in his thoughts upon the lives of the children who were to be born to them. "She will make a perfect mother a mother of sons," he thought; but seeing her sitting t... | not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s presence, as she knew, preserved this numbness, for she could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what sh... | Night And Day |
"You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" | Ralph Denham | the bad," he went on.<|quote|>"You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?"</|quote|>She said nothing, but this | this time, the good and the bad," he went on.<|quote|>"You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?"</|quote|>She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike | is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on.<|quote|>"You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do yo... | she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to m... | could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damag... | make you happy." CHAPTER XIX The afternoon was already growing dark when the two other wayfarers, Mary and Ralph Denham, came out on the high road beyond the outskirts of Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journey than the open country, and for the first mile or so of the way th... | marked their relationship, to a more romantic bond. But passion she had, he could not deny it, and hitherto he had tried to see it employed in his thoughts upon the lives of the children who were to be born to them. "She will make a perfect mother a mother of sons," he thought; but seeing her sitting there, gloomy and ... | of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s presence, as she knew, preserved this numbness, for she could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary gl... | Night And Day |
She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. | No speaker | what do you say, Mary?"<|quote|>She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him.</|quote|>"In most ways, at least | you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?"<|quote|>She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him.</|quote|>"In most ways, at least in the important ways, as | what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?"<|quote|>She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him.</|quote|>"In most ways,... | to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You k... | revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of t... | Denham, came out on the high road beyond the outskirts of Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journey than the open country, and for the first mile or so of the way they spoke little. In his own mind Ralph was following the passage of the Otway carriage over the heath; he then we... | he had tried to see it employed in his thoughts upon the lives of the children who were to be born to them. "She will make a perfect mother a mother of sons," he thought; but seeing her sitting there, gloomy and silent, he began to have his doubts on this point. "A farce, a farce," he thought to himself. "She said that... | was reproaching herself; but he wished that she would think of her hair and of the dead beech-leaves, which were of more immediate importance to him than anything else. Indeed, these trifles drew his attention strangely from his own doubtful and uneasy state of mind; for relief, mixing itself with pain, stirred up a mo... | Night And Day |
"In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." | Ralph Denham | not seem to strike him.<|quote|>"In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy."</|quote|>Here he pa... | said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him.<|quote|>"In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other ... | and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him.<|quote|>"In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other a... | you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went o... | much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the ... | Lincoln. The high road, as they both felt, was better suited to this return journey than the open country, and for the first mile or so of the way they spoke little. In his own mind Ralph was following the passage of the Otway carriage over the heath; he then went back to the five or ten minutes that he had spent with ... | the lives of the children who were to be born to them. "She will make a perfect mother a mother of sons," he thought; but seeing her sitting there, gloomy and silent, he began to have his doubts on this point. "A farce, a farce," he thought to himself. "She said that our marriage would be a farce," and he became sudden... | of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confessio... | Night And Day |
Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. | No speaker | should make each other happy."<|quote|>Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts.</|quote|>"Yes, but I m afraid | don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy."<|quote|>Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts.</|quote|>"Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," | the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy."<|quote|>Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed,... | "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you ... | comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living th... | ten minutes that he had spent with Katharine, and examined each word with the care that a scholar displays upon the irregularities of an ancient text. He was determined that the glow, the romance, the atmosphere of this meeting should not paint what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, ... | a farce," and he became suddenly aware of their situation, sitting upon the ground, among the dead leaves, not fifty yards from the main road, so that it was quite possible for some one passing to see and recognize them. He brushed off his face any trace that might remain of that unseemly exhibition of emotion. But he ... | the irregularities of an ancient text. He was determined that the glow, the romance, the atmosphere of this meeting should not paint what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feelin... | Night And Day |
"Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," | Mary Datchet | be continuing his own thoughts.<|quote|>"Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it,"</|quote|>Mary said at last. The | answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts.<|quote|>"Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it,"</|quote|>Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way | the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts.<|quote|>"Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it,"</|quote|>Mary said at las... | let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as y... | Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke fi... | of an ancient text. He was determined that the glow, the romance, the atmosphere of this meeting should not paint what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s pre... | the main road, so that it was quite possible for some one passing to see and recognize them. He brushed off his face any trace that might remain of that unseemly exhibition of emotion. But he was more troubled by Katharine s appearance, as she sat rapt in thought upon the ground, than by his own; there was something im... | little. In his own mind Ralph was following the passage of the Otway carriage over the heath; he then went back to the five or ten minutes that he had spent with Katharine, and examined each word with the care that a scholar displays upon the irregularities of an ancient text. He was determined that the glow, the roman... | Night And Day |
Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. | No speaker | I couldn t do it,"<|quote|>Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly.</|quote|>"You couldn t ... | "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it,"<|quote|>Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly.</|... | feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it,"<|quote|>Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, ... | Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each oth... | going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. ... | the romance, the atmosphere of this meeting should not paint what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s presence, as she knew, preserved this numbness, for she ... | some one passing to see and recognize them. He brushed off his face any trace that might remain of that unseemly exhibition of emotion. But he was more troubled by Katharine s appearance, as she sat rapt in thought upon the ground, than by his own; there was something improper to him in her self-forgetfulness. A man na... | and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I s... | Night And Day |
"You couldn t do it?" | Ralph Denham | and she withdrew it quietly.<|quote|>"You couldn t do it?"</|quote|>he asked. "No, I couldn | his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly.<|quote|>"You couldn t do it?"</|quote|>he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. | Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly.<|quote|>"You couldn t do it?"</|quote|>he asked. "... | feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together... | Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least i... | she knew, preserved this numbness, for she could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the l... | to him in her self-forgetfulness. A man naturally alive to the conventions of society, he was strictly conventional where women were concerned, and especially if the women happened to be in any way connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beec... | than the open country, and for the first mile or so of the way they spoke little. In his own mind Ralph was following the passage of the Otway carriage over the heath; he then went back to the five or ten minutes that he had spent with Katharine, and examined each word with the care that a scholar displays upon the irr... | Night And Day |
he asked. | No speaker | "You couldn t do it?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No, I couldn t marry | and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don | casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No, I couldn t marry yo... | as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she... | He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as... | for she could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matt... | A man naturally alive to the conventions of society, he was strictly conventional where women were concerned, and especially if the women happened to be in any way connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; bu... | a scholar displays upon the irregularities of an ancient text. He was determined that the glow, the romance, the atmosphere of this meeting should not paint what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of though... | Night And Day |
"No, I couldn t marry you," | Mary Datchet | t do it?" he asked.<|quote|>"No, I couldn t marry you,"</|quote|>she replied. "You don t | withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked.<|quote|>"No, I couldn t marry you,"</|quote|>she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made | rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked.<|quote|>"No, I couldn t marry you,"</|quote|>she rep... | do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was sa... | firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said... | could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perh... | naturally alive to the conventions of society, he was strictly conventional where women were concerned, and especially if the women happened to be in any way connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to r... | evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. R... | Night And Day |
she replied. | No speaker | I couldn t marry you,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"You don t care for | do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"You don t care for me?" She made no answer. | spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"You don t care for me?" S... | should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite ... | took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think ... | when many varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be ... | society, he was strictly conventional where women were concerned, and especially if the women happened to be in any way connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circum... | mind Ralph was following the passage of the Otway carriage over the heath; he then went back to the five or ten minutes that he had spent with Katharine, and examined each word with the care that a scholar displays upon the irregularities of an ancient text. He was determined that the glow, the romance, the atmosphere ... | Night And Day |
"You don t care for me?" | Ralph Denham | t marry you," she replied.<|quote|>"You don t care for me?"</|quote|>She made no answer. "Well, | he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied.<|quote|>"You don t care for me?"</|quote|>She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a | with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied.<|quote|>"You don t care for me?"</|quote|>She made no answe... | each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he e... | arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I ... | varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of... | was strictly conventional where women were concerned, and especially if the women happened to be in any way connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circumstances to a... | her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike... | Night And Day |
She made no answer. | No speaker | don t care for me?"<|quote|>She made no answer.</|quote|>"Well, Mary," he said, with | marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?"<|quote|>She made no answer.</|quote|>"Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh, "I must | saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?"<|quote|>She made no answer.</|quote|>"Well, Mary," he said, w... | and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so ... | by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only ... | At the present moment her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps... | concerned, and especially if the women happened to be in any way connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circumstances to a sense of these details was impossible. She... | in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than... | Night And Day |
"Well, Mary," | Ralph Denham | me?" She made no answer.<|quote|>"Well, Mary,"</|quote|>he said, with a curious | "You don t care for me?" She made no answer.<|quote|>"Well, Mary,"</|quote|>he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an | of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer.<|quote|>"Well, Mary,"</|quote|>he said, with a curious laugh, "I mu... | in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he inst... | good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the worl... | her effort was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside... | the women happened to be in any way connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circumstances to a sense of these details was impossible. She sat there, seeming unconscio... | evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. R... | Night And Day |
he said, with a curious laugh, | No speaker | made no answer. "Well, Mary,"<|quote|>he said, with a curious laugh,</|quote|>"I must be an arrant | t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary,"<|quote|>he said, with a curious laugh,</|quote|>"I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you | he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary,"<|quote|>he said, with a curious laugh,</|quote|>"I must be an... | hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctiv... | the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could... | was to preserve what she could of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one ... | happened to be in any way connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circumstances to a sense of these details was impossible. She sat there, seeming unconscious of ever... | In his own mind Ralph was following the passage of the Otway carriage over the heath; he then went back to the five or ten minutes that he had spent with Katharine, and examined each word with the care that a scholar displays upon the irregularities of an ancient text. He was determined that the glow, the romance, the ... | Night And Day |
"I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." | Ralph Denham | said, with a curious laugh,<|quote|>"I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did."</|quote|>They walked for a minute | no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh,<|quote|>"I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did."</|quote|>They walked for a minute or two in silence, and | him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh,<|quote|>"I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did."</|q... | indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her ... | know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if ... | of the wreck of her self-respect, for such she deemed that momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by ... | connected with him. He noticed with distress the long strand of dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circumstances to a sense of these details was impossible. She sat there, seeming unconscious of everything. He suspected that ... | the glow, the romance, the atmosphere of this meeting should not paint what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s presence, as she knew, preserved this numbness... | Night And Day |
They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: | No speaker | for I thought you did."<|quote|>They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed:</|quote|>"I don t believe you, | must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did."<|quote|>They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed:</|quote|>"I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling | arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did."<|quote|>They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turne... | afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he... | faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you... | momentary glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country... | dark hair touching her shoulder and two or three dead beech-leaves attached to her dress; but to recall her mind in their present circumstances to a sense of these details was impossible. She sat there, seeming unconscious of everything. He suspected that in her silence she was reproaching herself; but he wished that s... | what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s presence, as she knew, preserved this numbness, for she could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pai... | Night And Day |
"I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." | Ralph Denham | looked at her, and exclaimed:<|quote|>"I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth."</|quote|>"I m too tired to | suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed:<|quote|>"I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth."</|quote|>"I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning | replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed:<|quote|>"I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the tru... | together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well... | ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; ... | perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone,... | in their present circumstances to a sense of these details was impossible. She sat there, seeming unconscious of everything. He suspected that in her silence she was reproaching herself; but he wished that she would think of her hair and of the dead beech-leaves, which were of more immediate importance to him than anyt... | irregularities of an ancient text. He was determined that the glow, the romance, the atmosphere of this meeting should not paint what he must in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. O... | Night And Day |
"I m too tired to argue, Ralph," | Mary Datchet | not telling me the truth."<|quote|>"I m too tired to argue, Ralph,"</|quote|>she replied, turning her head | believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth."<|quote|>"I m too tired to argue, Ralph,"</|quote|>she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask | he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth."<|quote|>"I m too tired to argue, Ralph,"</|quote|>she replied, turning ... | he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for... | other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but ... | herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swe... | sat there, seeming unconscious of everything. He suspected that in her silence she was reproaching herself; but he wished that she would think of her hair and of the dead beech-leaves, which were of more immediate importance to him than anything else. Indeed, these trifles drew his attention strangely from his own doub... | glimpse of her love so involuntarily revealed to Ralph. In the light of reason it did not much matter, perhaps, but it was her instinct to be careful of that vision of herself which keeps pace so evenly beside every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind ... | Night And Day |
she replied, turning her head away from him. | No speaker | too tired to argue, Ralph,"<|quote|>she replied, turning her head away from him.</|quote|>"I ask you to believe | me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph,"<|quote|>she replied, turning her head away from him.</|quote|>"I ask you to believe what I say. I can | must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph,"<|quote|>she replied, turning her head away from him.</|quote|>"I ask you... | so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for... | you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary s... | every one of us, and had been damaged by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her ... | suspected that in her silence she was reproaching herself; but he wished that she would think of her hair and of the dead beech-leaves, which were of more immediate importance to him than anything else. Indeed, these trifles drew his attention strangely from his own doubtful and uneasy state of mind; for relief, mixing... | silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s presence, as she knew, preserved this numbness, for she could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pain would beset her. At the present moment her effort was to preserve... | Night And Day |
"I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." | Mary Datchet | her head away from him.<|quote|>"I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you."</|quote|>The voice in which she | argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him.<|quote|>"I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you."</|quote|>The voice in which she stated this was so evidently | you did." They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him.<|quote|>"I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I do... | upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turn... | I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hu... | by her confession. The gray night coming down over the country was kind to her; and she thought that one of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was ... | herself; but he wished that she would think of her hair and of the dead beech-leaves, which were of more immediate importance to him than anything else. Indeed, these trifles drew his attention strangely from his own doubtful and uneasy state of mind; for relief, mixing itself with pain, stirred up a most curious hurry... | ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do ... | Night And Day |
The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little vanity, and... | No speaker | t want to marry you."<|quote|>The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, for... | t marry you; I don t want to marry you."<|quote|>The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had sp... | and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you."<|quote|>The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some... | you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the t... | we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and rather hurried way in which she spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposi... | of these days she would find comfort in sitting upon the earth, alone, beneath a tree. Looking through the darkness, she marked the swelling ground and the tree. Ralph made her start by saying abruptly; "What I was going to say when we were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t ... | immediate importance to him than anything else. Indeed, these trifles drew his attention strangely from his own doubtful and uneasy state of mind; for relief, mixing itself with pain, stirred up a most curious hurry and tumult in his breast, almost concealing his first sharp sense of bleak and overwhelming disappointme... | other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but ... | Night And Day |
"Haven t I always been thinking of Katharine while I was with Mary? I might have loved Mary if it hadn t been for that idiocy of mine. She cared for me once, I m certain of that, but I tormented her so with my humors that I let my chances slip, and now she won t risk marrying me. And this is what I ve made of my life n... | Ralph Denham | present catastrophe upon his dreams.<|quote|>"Haven t I always been thinking of Katharine while I was with Mary? I might have loved Mary if it hadn t been for that idiocy of mine. She cared for me once, I m certain of that, but I tormented her so with my humors that I let my chances slip, and now she won t risk marryin... | lay the blame of the present catastrophe upon his dreams.<|quote|>"Haven t I always been thinking of Katharine while I was with Mary? I might have loved Mary if it hadn t been for that idiocy of mine. She cared for me once, I m certain of that, but I tormented her so with my humors that I let my chances slip, and now s... | he checked instantly. No good had ever come to him from Katharine; his whole relationship with her had been made up of dreams; and as he thought of the little substance there had been in his dreams he began to lay the blame of the present catastrophe upon his dreams.<|quote|>"Haven t I always been thinking of Katharine... | grades of despondency until he reached a bottom of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of his life; he had failed with Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up at once sprang the thought of Katharine, and with it a sense of exulting freedom, but this he checked instantly. No good had ever come to him... | from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, ... | the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an answer; he seemed, indeed, to be continuing his own thoughts. "Yes, but I m afraid I couldn t do it," Mary said at last. The casual and... | way they spoke little. In his own mind Ralph was following the passage of the Otway carriage over the heath; he then went back to the five or ten minutes that he had spent with Katharine, and examined each word with the care that a scholar displays upon the irregularities of an ancient text. He was determined that the ... | much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer. "Well, Mary," he said, with a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for a ... | Night And Day |
The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Ka... | No speaker | my life nothing, nothing, nothing."<|quote|>The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William R... | what I ve made of my life nothing, nothing, nothing."<|quote|>The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the co... | for that idiocy of mine. She cared for me once, I m certain of that, but I tormented her so with my humors that I let my chances slip, and now she won t risk marrying me. And this is what I ve made of my life nothing, nothing, nothing."<|quote|>The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, no... | and as he thought of the little substance there had been in his dreams he began to lay the blame of the present catastrophe upon his dreams. "Haven t I always been thinking of Katharine while I was with Mary? I might have loved Mary if it hadn t been for that idiocy of mine. She cared for me once, I m certain of that, ... | that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little vanity, and soon her refusal seemed a natural thing to him. He slipped through all the grades of despondency until he reached a bottom of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of his life; he had failed with Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up a... | spoke, together with the fact that she was saying the exact opposite of what he expected her to say, baffled him so much that he instinctively loosened his clasp upon her arm and she withdrew it quietly. "You couldn t do it?" he asked. "No, I couldn t marry you," she replied. "You don t care for me?" She made no answer... | in future regard as sober facts. On her side Mary was silent, not because her thoughts took much handling, but because her mind seemed empty of thought as her heart of feeling. Only Ralph s presence, as she knew, preserved this numbness, for she could foresee a time of loneliness when many varieties of pain would beset... | "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could live with happily. And if you feel the same about me as you do, don t you, Mary? we should make each other happy." Here he paused, and seemed to be in no hurry for an... | Night And Day |
"If you don t want to marry me," | Ralph Denham | great chance in this world.<|quote|>"If you don t want to marry me,"</|quote|>Ralph now began again, without | see the truth is our great chance in this world.<|quote|>"If you don t want to marry me,"</|quote|>Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there | saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world.<|quote|>"If you don t want to marry me,"</|quote|>Ralph n... | whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph pa... | ve made of my life nothing, nothing, nothing." The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of Willia... | faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little vanity, and soon her refusal seemed a natural thing to him. He slipped through all the grades of despondency until he reached a bottom of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of his life; he had failed with ... | were interrupted at lunch was that if you go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this ... | a curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask ... | Night And Day |
Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, | No speaker | t want to marry me,"<|quote|>Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather,</|quote|>"there is no need why | this world. "If you don t want to marry me,"<|quote|>Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather,</|quote|>"there is no need why we should cease to see | morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me,"<|quote|>Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidenc... | and Ralph merely the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying ... | The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Ka... | that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little vanity, and soon her refusal seemed a natural thing to him. He slipped through all the grades of despondency until he reached a bottom of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of his life; he had failed with Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up a... | go to America I shall come, too. It can t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "... | He slipped through all the grades of despondency until he reached a bottom of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of his life; he had failed with Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up at once sprang the thought of Katharine, and with it a sense of exulting freedom, but this he checked instantly. N... | Night And Day |
"there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?" | Ralph Denham | without abruptness, with diffidence rather,<|quote|>"there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?"</|quote|>"Keep apart? I don t | me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather,<|quote|>"there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?"</|quote|>"Keep apart? I don t know I must think about | she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather,<|quote|>"there is no need why we should cease to... | Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember... | seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, h... | but little vanity, and soon her refusal seemed a natural thing to him. He slipped through all the grades of despondency until he reached a bottom of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of his life; he had failed with Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up at once sprang the thought of Katharine, an... | t be harder to earn a living there than it is here. However, that s not the point. The point is, Mary, that I want to marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let y... | their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but ... | Night And Day |
"Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it." | Mary Datchet | keep apart for the present?"<|quote|>"Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it."</|quote|>"Tell me one thing, Mary," | you rather that we should keep apart for the present?"<|quote|>"Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it."</|quote|>"Tell me one thing, Mary," he resumed; "have I done | is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?"<|quote|>"Keep apart? I don t know I must think about i... | thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want t... | seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her the cruellest treachery. Their old friendship and its firm base upon indestructible qualities of character cr... | of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of his life; he had failed with Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up at once sprang the thought of Katharine, and with it a sense of exulting freedom, but this he checked instantly. No good had ever come to him from Katharine; his whole relationship with her... | marry you. Well, what do you say?" He spoke firmly, waited for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways,... | t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ral... | Night And Day |
"Tell me one thing, Mary," | Ralph Denham | I must think about it."<|quote|>"Tell me one thing, Mary,"</|quote|>he resumed; "have I done | apart? I don t know I must think about it."<|quote|>"Tell me one thing, Mary,"</|quote|>he resumed; "have I done anything to make you change | want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?" "Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it."<|quote|>"Tell me one thing, Mary,"</|quote|>he resume... | to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, w... | of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her the cruellest treachery. Their old friendship and its firm base upon indestructible qualities of character crumbled, and her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and cre... | life; he had failed with Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up at once sprang the thought of Katharine, and with it a sense of exulting freedom, but this he checked instantly. No good had ever come to him from Katharine; his whole relationship with her had been made up of dreams; and as he thought of the littl... | for no answer, and took her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each ... | two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she... | Night And Day |
he resumed; | No speaker | "Tell me one thing, Mary,"<|quote|>he resumed;</|quote|>"have I done anything to | I must think about it." "Tell me one thing, Mary,"<|quote|>he resumed;</|quote|>"have I done anything to make you change your mind | now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?" "Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it." "Tell me one thing, Mary,"<|quote|>he resumed;</|quote|>"have I done anything ... | as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there ... | not blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her the cruellest treachery. Their old friendship and its firm base upon indestructible qualities of character crumbled, and her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the ... | Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up at once sprang the thought of Katharine, and with it a sense of exulting freedom, but this he checked instantly. No good had ever come to him from Katharine; his whole relationship with her had been made up of dreams; and as he thought of the little substance there had bee... | her arm in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike... | curious laugh, "I must be an arrant fool, for I thought you did." They walked for a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask yo... | Night And Day |
"have I done anything to make you change your mind about me?" | Ralph Denham | one thing, Mary," he resumed;<|quote|>"have I done anything to make you change your mind about me?"</|quote|>She was immensely tempted to | think about it." "Tell me one thing, Mary," he resumed;<|quote|>"have I done anything to make you change your mind about me?"</|quote|>She was immensely tempted to give way to her natural | again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?" "Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it." "Tell me one thing, Mary," he resumed;<|quote|>"have I done anything to make you change ... | paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no nee... | him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her the cruellest treachery. Their old friendship and its firm base upon indestructible qualities of character crumbled, and her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the shell of a... | now he had failed with Mary. Up at once sprang the thought of Katharine, and with it a sense of exulting freedom, but this he checked instantly. No good had ever come to him from Katharine; his whole relationship with her had been made up of dreams; and as he thought of the little substance there had been in his dreams... | in his. "You know me by this time, the good and the bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I beli... | grades of despondency until he reached a bottom of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of his life; he had failed with Katharine, and now he had failed with Mary. Up at once sprang the thought of Katharine, and with it a sense of exulting freedom, but this he checked instantly. No good had ever come to him... | Night And Day |
She was immensely tempted to give way to her natural trust in him, revived by the deep and now melancholy tones of his voice, and to tell him of her love, and of what had changed it. But although it seemed likely that she would soon control her anger with him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every ... | No speaker | change your mind about me?"<|quote|>She was immensely tempted to give way to her natural trust in him, revived by the deep and now melancholy tones of his voice, and to tell him of her love, and of what had changed it. But although it seemed likely that she would soon control her anger with him, the certainty that he d... | done anything to make you change your mind about me?"<|quote|>She was immensely tempted to give way to her natural trust in him, revived by the deep and now melancholy tones of his voice, and to tell him of her love, and of what had changed it. But although it seemed likely that she would soon control her anger with hi... | should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?" "Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it." "Tell me one thing, Mary," he resumed; "have I done anything to make you change your mind about me?"<|quote|>She was immensely tempted to give way to her natural tr... | bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would y... | ask her to marry him that seemed to her the cruellest treachery. Their old friendship and its firm base upon indestructible qualities of character crumbled, and her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she ... | of Katharine, and with it a sense of exulting freedom, but this he checked instantly. No good had ever come to him from Katharine; his whole relationship with her had been made up of dreams; and as he thought of the little substance there had been in his dreams he began to lay the blame of the present catastrophe upon ... | bad," he went on. "You know my tempers. I ve tried to let you know my faults. Well, what do you say, Mary?" She said nothing, but this did not seem to strike him. "In most ways, at least in the important ways, as you said, we know each other and we think alike. I believe you are the only person in the world I could liv... | nothing, nothing, nothing." The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could... | Night And Day |
"You needn t answer," | Ralph Denham | proposal were selfish and half-hearted.<|quote|>"You needn t answer,"</|quote|>he said grimly. "There are | his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted.<|quote|>"You needn t answer,"</|quote|>he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But | or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted.<|quote|>"You needn t answer,"</|quote|>he said grimly... | to one of Mary s firm and resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of self-abandonment; let the waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly o... | melancholy tones of his voice, and to tell him of her love, and of what had changed it. But although it seemed likely that she would soon control her anger with him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unab... | upon indestructible qualities of character crumbled, and her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a ... | a minute or two in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice ... | for me once, I m certain of that, but I tormented her so with my humors that I let my chances slip, and now she won t risk marrying me. And this is what I ve made of my life nothing, nothing, nothing." The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this sile... | Night And Day |
he said grimly. | No speaker | half-hearted. "You needn t answer,"<|quote|>he said grimly.</|quote|>"There are reasons enough, I | a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer,"<|quote|>he said grimly.</|quote|>"There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill | have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer,"<|quote|>he said grimly.</|quote|>"There are reasons... | s firm and resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of self-abandonment; let the waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his p... | voice, and to tell him of her love, and of what had changed it. But although it seemed likely that she would soon control her anger with him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrai... | character crumbled, and her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herse... | in silence, and suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she sta... | up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the trut... | Night And Day |
"There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." | Ralph Denham | t answer," he said grimly.<|quote|>"There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least."</|quote|>"Oh," she thought to herself, | selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly.<|quote|>"There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least."</|quote|>"Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of | think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly.<|quote|>"There are reasons enough, I know. But mu... | resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of self-abandonment; let the waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood... | tell him of her love, and of what had changed it. But although it seemed likely that she would soon control her anger with him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her rep... | her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralp... | suddenly he turned to her, looked at her, and exclaimed: "I don t believe you, Mary. You re not telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she stated this was so ... | it." "Tell me one thing, Mary," he resumed; "have I done anything to make you change your mind about me?" She was immensely tempted to give way to her natural trust in him, revived by the deep and now melancholy tones of his voice, and to tell him of her love, and of what had changed it. But although it seemed likely t... | Night And Day |
"Oh," | Mary Datchet | me keep that, at least."<|quote|>"Oh,"</|quote|>she thought to herself, with | kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least."<|quote|>"Oh,"</|quote|>she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish | culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least."<|quote|>"Oh,"</|quote|>she thought to he... | she could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marr... | soon control her anger with him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman... | the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the... | telling me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her... | marrying me. And this is what I ve made of my life nothing, nothing, nothing." The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leav... | Night And Day |
she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, | No speaker | keep that, at least." "Oh,"<|quote|>she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect,</|quote|>"it has come to this | our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh,"<|quote|>she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect,</|quote|>"it has come to this to this when I could | proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh,"<|quote|>she thought to herself, with a sudden ... | could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry hi... | control her anger with him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman woul... | past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phr... | me the truth." "I m too tired to argue, Ralph," she replied, turning her head away from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as... | thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her the ... | Night And Day |
"it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" | Mary Datchet | threatened disaster to her self-respect,<|quote|>"it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!"</|quote|>"Yes, we can still be | sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect,<|quote|>"it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!"</|quote|>"Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what | such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect,<|quote|>"it has come to... | Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t ... | word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, whatever risks attached to it; but to one o... | strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great c... | from him. "I ask you to believe what I say. I can t marry you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, ... | of my life nothing, nothing, nothing." The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney... | Night And Day |
"Yes, we can still be friends," | Mary Datchet | could have given him everything!"<|quote|>"Yes, we can still be friends,"</|quote|>she said, with what firmness | this to this when I could have given him everything!"<|quote|>"Yes, we can still be friends,"</|quote|>she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall | "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!"<|quote|>"Yes, we can still be friends,... | think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they ... | to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, whatever risks attached to it; but to one of Mary s firm and resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of... | a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again,... | you; I don t want to marry you." The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, ... | but I tormented her so with my humors that I let my chances slip, and now she won t risk marrying me. And this is what I ve made of my life nothing, nothing, nothing." The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his... | Night And Day |
she said, with what firmness she could muster. | No speaker | we can still be friends,"<|quote|>she said, with what firmness she could muster.</|quote|>"I shall want your friendship," | have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends,"<|quote|>she said, with what firmness she could muster.</|quote|>"I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If | But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends,"<|quote|>she said, with what firmness she ... | present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? ... | or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, whatever risks attached to it; but to one of Mary s firm and resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of self-abandonment; let the waves ... | help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with... | marry you." The voice in which she stated this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little... | of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her the cruellest treachery. Their old friendship and its firm base upon indestructible qualities of character crumbled, and her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and cre... | Night And Day |
"I shall want your friendship," | Ralph Denham | what firmness she could muster.<|quote|>"I shall want your friendship,"</|quote|>he said. He added, "If | be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster.<|quote|>"I shall want your friendship,"</|quote|>he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let | me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster.<|quote|>"I shall want your friendship,"... | on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to... | that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, whatever risks attached to it; but to one of Mary s firm and resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of self-abandonment; let the waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not sh... | bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we ... | this was so evidently the voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little vanity, and soon her refusal seemed a nat... | present?" "Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it." "Tell me one thing, Mary," he resumed; "have I done anything to make you change your mind about me?" She was immensely tempted to give way to her natural trust in him, revived by the deep and now melancholy tones of his voice, and to tell him of her love, and ... | Night And Day |
he said. He added, | No speaker | "I shall want your friendship,"<|quote|>he said. He added,</|quote|>"If you find it possible, | what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship,"<|quote|>he said. He added,</|quote|>"If you find it possible, let me see you as | "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship,"<|quote|>he said. He added,</|quo... | culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sud... | time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, whatever risks attached to it; but to one of Mary s firm and resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of self-abandonment; let the waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not shut her eyes to what she ... | could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we should cease to see each ot... | voice of one in some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little vanity, and soon her refusal seemed a natural thing to him. He slip... | won t risk marrying me. And this is what I ve made of my life nothing, nothing, nothing." The tramp of their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted fro... | Night And Day |
"If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." | Ralph Denham | friendship," he said. He added,<|quote|>"If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help."</|quote|>She promised this, and they | muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added,<|quote|>"If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help."</|quote|>She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly | herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added,<|quote|>"If you find it possible, ... | baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which... | be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, whatever risks attached to it; but to one of Mary s firm and resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of self-abandonment; let the waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the t... | the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or wou... | some extremity of anguish that Ralph had no course but to obey her. And as soon as the tone of her voice had died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little vanity, and soon her refusal seemed a natural thing to him. He slipped through all ... | the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more viv... | Night And Day |
She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth had gone to her room, and the two young men had stumbl... | No speaker | I shall want your help."<|quote|>She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth had gone to her room,... | can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help."<|quote|>She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when El... | have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help."<|quote|>She promised this, and they went on to talk... | answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can ... | Mary s firm and resolute temperament there was degradation in the idea of self-abandonment; let the waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In ... | great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we should cease to see each other, is there? Or would you rather that we should keep apart for the present?" "Keep apart? I don t know I must think about it." "Tell me on... | died out, and the surprise faded from his mind, he found himself believing that she had spoken the truth, for he had but little vanity, and soon her refusal seemed a natural thing to him. He slipped through all the grades of despondency until he reached a bottom of absolute gloom. Failure seemed to mark the whole of hi... | saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, w... | Night And Day |
"You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," | Mary Datchet | found it painful, she spoke:<|quote|>"You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph,"</|quote|>she said. "I think there | his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke:<|quote|>"You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph,"</|quote|>she said. "I think there s only one thing. When | her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke:<|quote|>"You asked me if I had changed my mind about yo... | reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes instead of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it woul... | to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth had gone to her room, and the two young men had stumbled off to bed in such a state of sleep that they hardly felt the floor beneath thei... | waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his ba... | their boots upon the dry road seemed to asseverate nothing, nothing, nothing. Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but ... | can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth ... | Night And Day |
she said. | No speaker | my mind about you, Ralph,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I think there s only | me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I think there s only one thing. When you asked | to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke: "You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I think there s only one thing... | of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that ... | to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth had gone to her room, and the two young men had stumbled off to bed in such a state of sleep that they hardly felt the floor beneath their feet after a day s shooting. Mary drew her chair a little nearer to ... | eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons ... | Mary thought that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her... | love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, whatever risks... | Night And Day |
"I think there s only one thing. When you asked me to marry you, I don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth." | Mary Datchet | about you, Ralph," she said.<|quote|>"I think there s only one thing. When you asked me to marry you, I don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth."</|quote|>Ralph s book slid down | I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," she said.<|quote|>"I think there s only one thing. When you asked me to marry you, I don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth."</|quote|>Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell | own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke: "You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," she said.<|quote|>"I think there s only one thing. When you asked... | the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no ... | of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth had gone to her room, and the two young men had stumbled off to bed in such a state of sleep that they hardly felt the floor beneath their feet after a day s shooting. Mary drew her chair a little nearer to the fire... | what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such... | that this silence was the silence of relief; his depression she ascribed to the fact that he had seen Katharine and parted from her, leaving her in the company of William Rodney. She could not blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her the cruelles... | and of what had changed it. But although it seemed likely that she would soon control her anger with him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful t... | Night And Day |
Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. | No speaker | d always spoken the truth."<|quote|>Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary.</|quote|>"I never said I loved | for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth."<|quote|>Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary.</|quote|>"I never said I loved you," he said at la... | spoke: "You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," she said. "I think there s only one thing. When you asked me to marry you, I don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth."<|quote|>Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rest... | made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke: "You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, ... | such a state of sleep that they hardly felt the floor beneath their feet after a day s shooting. Mary drew her chair a little nearer to the fire, for the logs were burning low, and at this time of night it was hardly worth while to replenish them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes inste... | too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh... | blame him for loving Katharine, but that, when he loved another, he should ask her to marry him that seemed to her the cruellest treachery. Their old friendship and its firm base upon indestructible qualities of character crumbled, and her whole past seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the shel... | of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to hersel... | Night And Day |
"I never said I loved you," | Ralph Denham | made his proposal to Mary.<|quote|>"I never said I loved you,"</|quote|>he said at last. She | words in which he had made his proposal to Mary.<|quote|>"I never said I loved you,"</|quote|>he said at last. She winced; but she respected him | moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth." Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary.<|quote|>"I never said I loved you,"</|quote|>he said at last. She ... | suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke: "You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," she said. "I think there s only one thing. When you asked me to marry you, I don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth." Ralph s book slid do... | was hardly worth while to replenish them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes instead of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her ... | enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmn... | seemed foolish, herself weak and credulous, and Ralph merely the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill... | off to bed in such a state of sleep that they hardly felt the floor beneath their feet after a day s shooting. Mary drew her chair a little nearer to the fire, for the logs were burning low, and at this time of night it was hardly worth while to replenish them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that ... | Night And Day |
he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. | No speaker | never said I loved you,"<|quote|>he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by.</|quote|>"And to me marriage without | his proposal to Mary. "I never said I loved you,"<|quote|>he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by.</|quote|>"And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth | the truth." Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. "I never said I loved you,"<|quote|>he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what... | painful, she spoke: "You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," she said. "I think there s only one thing. When you asked me to marry you, I don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth." Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He... | them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes instead of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she g... | kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall... | and Ralph merely the shell of an honest man. Oh, the past so much made up of Ralph; and now, as she saw, made up of something strange and false and other than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying ... | his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said gr... | Night And Day |
"And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," | Mary Datchet | had vowed to live by.<|quote|>"And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while,"</|quote|>she said. "Well, Mary, I | of the truth which she had vowed to live by.<|quote|>"And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while,"</|quote|>she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press | the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. "I never said I loved you," he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by.<|quote|>"And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while,"</|quote|>... | don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth." Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. "I never said... | to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Th... | to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they we... | than she had thought it. She tried to recapture a saying she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you... | proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. But must they kill our friendship, Mary? Let me keep that, at least." "Oh," she thought to herself, with a sudden rush of anguish which threatened disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this w... | Night And Day |
she said. | No speaker | doesn t seem worth while,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"Well, Mary, I m not | to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he | Mary. "I never said I loved you," he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," h... | the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth." Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. "I never said I loved you," he said at last. She winced; but s... | resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke: "... | can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to th... | she had made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without ... | you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that ni... | Night And Day |
"Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," | Ralph Denham | seem worth while," she said.<|quote|>"Well, Mary, I m not going to press you,"</|quote|>he said. "I see you | marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said.<|quote|>"Well, Mary, I m not going to press you,"</|quote|>he said. "I see you don t want to marry | never said I loved you," he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said.<|quote|>"Well, Mary, I m not going to press you,"</|quote|>he said. "... | Before, you d always spoken the truth." Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. "I never said I loved you," he said at last. She winced; but she respected... | to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke: "You asked me... | be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelin... | made to help herself that morning, as Ralph paid the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptne... | of self-abandonment; let the waves of emotion rise ever so high, she could not shut her eyes to what she conceived to be the truth. Her silence puzzled Ralph. He searched his memory for words or deeds that might have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them thi... | Night And Day |
he said. | No speaker | not going to press you,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"I see you don t | said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"I see you don t want to marry me. But | She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"I see you don t want to marry me. But love... | book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. "I never said I loved you," he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all... | more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke: "You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," s... | muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely s... | the bill for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why... | have made her think badly of him. In his present mood instances came but too quickly, and on top of them this culminating proof of his baseness that he had asked her to marry him when his reasons for such a proposal were selfish and half-hearted. "You needn t answer," he said grimly. "There are reasons enough, I know. ... | Night And Day |
"I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it ... | Ralph Denham | to press you," he said.<|quote|>"I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person... | Mary, I m not going to press you," he said.<|quote|>"I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind ... | but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said.<|quote|>"I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a ... | down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and looked into the fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. "I never said I loved you," he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fr... | certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suffering. Therefore, although she found it painful, she spoke: "You asked me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," she said. "I th... | shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both ... | for luncheon; but she could see him paying the bill more vividly than she could remember the phrase. Something about truth was in it; how to see the truth is our great chance in this world. "If you don t want to marry me," Ralph now began again, without abruptness, with diffidence rather, "there is no need why we shoul... | things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth had gone to her room, and the two young men had stumbled off to bed in such a state of sleep that they hardl... | Night And Day |
"I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," | Mary Datchet | love with is something colossal."<|quote|>"I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either,"</|quote|>she replied with anger. "However, | a person you re in love with is something colossal."<|quote|>"I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either,"</|quote|>she replied with anger. "However, we don t agree; I | not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal."<|quote|>"I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either,"... | the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pl... | you," he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. Bu... | replenish them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes instead of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that... | had changed it. But although it seemed likely that she would soon control her anger with him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she long... | had changed my mind about you, Ralph," she said. "I think there s only one thing. When you asked me to marry you, I don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth." Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his hand and lo... | Night And Day |
she replied with anger. | No speaker | more you don t, either,"<|quote|>she replied with anger.</|quote|>"However, we don t agree; | of that, and what s more you don t, either,"<|quote|>she replied with anger.</|quote|>"However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to | It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either,"<|quote|>she replied with anger.</|quote|>"However, we don t agree; I only wanted y... | one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, ... | for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I... | of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that ... | him, the certainty that he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chanc... | me if I had changed my mind about you, Ralph," she said. "I think there s only one thing. When you asked me to marry you, I don t think you meant it. That made me angry for the moment. Before, you d always spoken the truth." Ralph s book slid down upon his knee and fell upon the floor. He rested his forehead on his han... | Night And Day |
"However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand." | Mary Datchet | either," she replied with anger.<|quote|>"However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand."</|quote|>She shifted her position, as | s more you don t, either," she replied with anger.<|quote|>"However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand."</|quote|>She shifted her position, as if she were about to | illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she replied with anger.<|quote|>"However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand."</|quot... | another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me th... | was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for y... | were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why... | he did not love her, confirmed by every word of his proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, wha... | winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a ... | Night And Day |
She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leaving the room made Ralph rise at this point and begin pacing up and down the nearly empty kitchen, checking his desire, each time he reached the door, to open it and step out into the garden. A moralist might have said th... | No speaker | only wanted you to understand."<|quote|>She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leaving the room made Ralph rise at this point and begin pacing up and down the nearly empty kitchen, checking his desire, each time he reached the door, to open it and step out into t... | we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand."<|quote|>She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leaving the room made Ralph rise at this point and begin pacing up and down the nearly empty kitchen, checking his desire, each time he reached the door, to open it a... | it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she replied with anger. "However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand."<|quote|>She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinct... | true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with... | live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for... | that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticence were the cause of his suf... | proposal, forbade any freedom of speech. To hear him speak and to feel herself unable to reply, or constrained in her replies, was so painful that she longed for the time when she should be alone. A more pliant woman would have taken this chance of an explanation, whatever risks attached to it; but to one of Mary s fir... | with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave way, it would be to her own wish and not to his. But she had determined that there was no reason why he should suffer if her reticenc... | Night And Day |
"I doubt that one human being ever understands another," | Ralph Denham | substantial shape in his mind.<|quote|>"I doubt that one human being ever understands another,"</|quote|>he said, stopping in his | had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind.<|quote|>"I doubt that one human being ever understands another,"</|quote|>he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at | she would not help him. She was part of the insanely jumbled muddle of a world which impedes the sensible life. He would have liked to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind.<|quote|>"I doubt that one human being ever understands an... | finds himself unreasonably but efficiently frustrated. He was trapped by the illogicality of human life. The obstacles in the way of his desire seemed to him purely artificial, and yet he could see no way of removing them. Mary s words, the tone of her voice even, angered him, for she would not help him. She was part o... | agree; I only wanted you to understand." She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leaving the room made Ralph rise at this point and begin pacing up and down the nearly empty kitchen, checking his desire, each time he reached the door, to open it and step out into ... | the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely ... | disaster to her self-respect, "it has come to this to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I sh... | mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not ... | Night And Day |
he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. | No speaker | human being ever understands another,"<|quote|>he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet.</|quote|>"Such damned liars as we | mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another,"<|quote|>he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet.</|quote|>"Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? | the insanely jumbled muddle of a world which impedes the sensible life. He would have liked to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another,"<|quote|>he said, stopping in his march a... | by the illogicality of human life. The obstacles in the way of his desire seemed to him purely artificial, and yet he could see no way of removing them. Mary s words, the tone of her voice even, angered him, for she would not help him. She was part of the insanely jumbled muddle of a world which impedes the sensible li... | her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leaving the room made Ralph rise at this point and begin pacing up and down the nearly empty kitchen, checking his desire, each time he reached the door, to open it and step out into the garden. A moralist might have said that at this p... | "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the wome... | to this when I could have given him everything!" "Yes, we can still be friends," she said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they we... | me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows... | Night And Day |
"Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," | Ralph Denham | distance of a few feet.<|quote|>"Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly,"</|quote|>he continued, as she did | and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet.<|quote|>"Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly,"</|quote|>he continued, as s... | to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet.<|quote|>"Such damned liars as we all are, how can w... | him purely artificial, and yet he could see no way of removing them. Mary s words, the tone of her voice even, angered him, for she would not help him. She was part of the insanely jumbled muddle of a world which impedes the sensible life. He would have liked to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the ... | leaving the room made Ralph rise at this point and begin pacing up and down the nearly empty kitchen, checking his desire, each time he reached the door, to open it and step out into the garden. A moralist might have said that at this point his mind should have been full of self-reproach for the suffering he had caused... | m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another pe... | said, with what firmness she could muster. "I shall want your friendship," he said. He added, "If you find it possible, let me see you as often as you can. The oftener the better. I shall want your help." She promised this, and they went on to talk calmly of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, ... | to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women the... | Night And Day |
he continued, as she did not speak. | No speaker | I ve behaved very badly,"<|quote|>he continued, as she did not speak.</|quote|>"Of course I behave badly; | that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly,"<|quote|>he continued, as she did not speak.</|quote|>"Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge | feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly,"<|quote|>he continued, as she did not speak.</|quote|>"Of course I behave badly;... | liked to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we?... | have been full of self-reproach for the suffering he had caused. On the contrary, he was extremely angry, with the confused impotent anger of one who finds himself unreasonably but efficiently frustrated. He was trapped by the illogicality of human life. The obstacles in the way of his desire seemed to him purely artif... | care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. ... | of things that had no reference to their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth had gone to her room, and the two young men had stumbled off to bed in such a state of sleep that they ha... | which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine ... | Night And Day |
"Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." | Ralph Denham | as she did not speak.<|quote|>"Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now."</|quote|>She saw herself in the | behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak.<|quote|>"Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now."</|quote|>She saw herself in the Suffrage Off... | are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak.<|quote|>"Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do.... | the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t wa... | suffering he had caused. On the contrary, he was extremely angry, with the confused impotent anger of one who finds himself unreasonably but efficiently frustrated. He was trapped by the illogicality of human life. The obstacles in the way of his desire seemed to him purely artificial, and yet he could see no way of re... | love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but ... | their feelings a talk which, in its constraint, was infinitely sad to both of them. One more reference was made to the state of things between them late that night, when Elizabeth had gone to her room, and the two young men had stumbled off to bed in such a state of sleep that they hardly felt the floor beneath their f... | fire. He was trying to recall the exact words in which he had made his proposal to Mary. "I never said I loved you," he said at last. She winced; but she respected him for saying what he did, for this, after all, was a fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem w... | Night And Day |
She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. | No speaker | what you re doing now."<|quote|>She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position.</|quote|>"I m not angry with | always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now."<|quote|>She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position.</|quote|>"I m not angry with you," she said slowly. "I | he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now."<|quote|>She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meti... | feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t ju... | to him purely artificial, and yet he could see no way of removing them. Mary s words, the tone of her voice even, angered him, for she would not help him. She was part of the insanely jumbled muddle of a world which impedes the sensible life. He would have liked to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for t... | takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, eithe... | stumbled off to bed in such a state of sleep that they hardly felt the floor beneath their feet after a day s shooting. Mary drew her chair a little nearer to the fire, for the logs were burning low, and at this time of night it was hardly worth while to replenish them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some t... | alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she replied with anger. "However, we don t ... | Night And Day |
"I m not angry with you," | Mary Datchet | not affect her main position.<|quote|>"I m not angry with you,"</|quote|>she said slowly. "I will | the charge, although it did not affect her main position.<|quote|>"I m not angry with you,"</|quote|>she said slowly. "I will go on seeing you, as | foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position.<|quote|>"I m not angry with you,"</|quote|>she... | not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what yo... | of the insanely jumbled muddle of a world which impedes the sensible life. He would have liked to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and co... | seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she replied with anger. "However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand." She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire ... | for the logs were burning low, and at this time of night it was hardly worth while to replenish them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes instead of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in he... | course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is somet... | Night And Day |
she said slowly. | No speaker | m not angry with you,"<|quote|>she said slowly.</|quote|>"I will go on seeing | affect her main position. "I m not angry with you,"<|quote|>she said slowly.</|quote|>"I will go on seeing you, as I said I | always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you,"<|quote|>she said slowly.</|quote|>"I will go on se... | that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw her... | a world which impedes the sensible life. He would have liked to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a ... | of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she replied with anger. "However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand." She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leavin... | and at this time of night it was hardly worth while to replenish them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes instead of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for ... | finds himself unreasonably but efficiently frustrated. He was trapped by the illogicality of human life. The obstacles in the way of his desire seemed to him purely artificial, and yet he could see no way of removing them. Mary s words, the tone of her voice even, angered him, for she would not help him. She was part o... | Night And Day |
"I will go on seeing you, as I said I would." | Mary Datchet | with you," she said slowly.<|quote|>"I will go on seeing you, as I said I would."</|quote|>It was true that she | position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly.<|quote|>"I will go on seeing you, as I said I would."</|quote|>It was true that she had promised that much already, | that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly.<|quote|>"I will go on seeing you, as I said I would."... | You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Offic... | impedes the sensible life. He would have liked to slam the door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Suc... | person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she replied with anger. "However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand." She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leaving the room mad... | time of night it was hardly worth while to replenish them. Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes instead of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection h... | about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illus... | Night And Day |
It was true that she had promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to... | No speaker | as I said I would."<|quote|>It was true that she had promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at... | will go on seeing you, as I said I would."<|quote|>It was true that she had promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair ... | the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly. "I will go on seeing you, as I said I would."<|quote|>It was true that she had promised that much alrea... | did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and t... | door or break the hind legs of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. I... | t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she replied with anger. "However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand." She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leaving the room made Ralph rise at this point and begin pacing up and down th... | Ralph was reading, but she had noticed for some time that his eyes instead of following the print were fixed rather above the page with an intensity of gloom that came to weigh upon her mind. She had not weakened in her resolve not to give way, for reflection had only made her more bitterly certain that, if she gave wa... | word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she replied with anger. "However, we don t agree; I only wanted you to understand." She shifted her position, as if she were about to go. An instinctive desire to prevent her from leaving the room made Ralph rise at this point and begin pacing up and down the nearly emp... | Night And Day |
"The simple elementary acts of justice," | Mrs. Seal | her estimate of human nature.<|quote|>"The simple elementary acts of justice,"</|quote|>she said, waving her hand | confessed herself at fault in her estimate of human nature.<|quote|>"The simple elementary acts of justice,"</|quote|>she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating | the ruin of her life s work, the feelings of her father s daughter all these topics were discussed in turn, and the office was littered with newspaper cuttings branded with the blue, if ambiguous, marks of her displeasure. She confessed herself at fault in her estimate of human nature.<|quote|>"The simple elementary ac... | Datchet she returned to the office to find that by some obscure Parliamentary maneuver the vote had once more slipped beyond the attainment of women. Mrs. Seal was in a condition bordering upon frenzy. The duplicity of Ministers, the treachery of mankind, the insult to womanhood, the setback to civilization, the ruin o... | it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to him that he had been defeated, not so much by Mary as by life itself. He felt himself thrown back ... | his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t... | fragment of the truth which she had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you mor... | the contrary, he was extremely angry, with the confused impotent anger of one who finds himself unreasonably but efficiently frustrated. He was trapped by the illogicality of human life. The obstacles in the way of his desire seemed to him purely artificial, and yet he could see no way of removing them. Mary s words, t... | Night And Day |
she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square, | No speaker | simple elementary acts of justice,"<|quote|>she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square,</|quote|>"are as far beyond them | estimate of human nature. "The simple elementary acts of justice,"<|quote|>she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square,</|quote|>"are as far beyond them as they ever were. We | work, the feelings of her father s daughter all these topics were discussed in turn, and the office was littered with newspaper cuttings branded with the blue, if ambiguous, marks of her displeasure. She confessed herself at fault in her estimate of human nature. "The simple elementary acts of justice,"<|quote|>she sai... | to find that by some obscure Parliamentary maneuver the vote had once more slipped beyond the attainment of women. Mrs. Seal was in a condition bordering upon frenzy. The duplicity of Ministers, the treachery of mankind, the insult to womanhood, the setback to civilization, the ruin of her life s work, the feelings of ... | intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to him that he had been defeated, not so much by Mary as by life itself. He felt himself thrown back to the beginning of life ag... | human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? Y... | had vowed to live by. "And to me marriage without love doesn t seem worth while," she said. "Well, Mary, I m not going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of... | promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to him that he had been def... | Night And Day |
"are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_," | Mrs. Seal | far side of Russell Square,<|quote|>"are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_,"</|quote|>she continued, taking heart from | omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square,<|quote|>"are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_,"</|quote|>she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traff... | branded with the blue, if ambiguous, marks of her displeasure. She confessed herself at fault in her estimate of human nature. "The simple elementary acts of justice," she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square,<|quote|... | a condition bordering upon frenzy. The duplicity of Ministers, the treachery of mankind, the insult to womanhood, the setback to civilization, the ruin of her life s work, the feelings of her father s daughter all these topics were discussed in turn, and the office was littered with newspaper cuttings branded with the ... | sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to him that he had been defeated, not so much by Mary as by life itself. He felt himself thrown back to the beginning of life again, where everything has yet to be won; but in extreme youth one has an ignorant hope. He was no longer certain that he wo... | liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what ... | going to press you," he said. "I see you don t want to marry me. But love don t we all talk a great deal of nonsense about it? What does one mean? I believe I care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, ... | justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly. "I will go on seeing you, as I said I would." It was true that she had promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghos... | Night And Day |
she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic, | No speaker | them. It isn t _them_,"<|quote|>she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic,</|quote|>"it s their leaders. It | patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_,"<|quote|>she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic,</|quote|>"it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in | indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square, "are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_,"<|quote|>she continued, taking heart f... | these topics were discussed in turn, and the office was littered with newspaper cuttings branded with the blue, if ambiguous, marks of her displeasure. She confessed herself at fault in her estimate of human nature. "The simple elementary acts of justice," she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating th... | the beginning of life again, where everything has yet to be won; but in extreme youth one has an ignorant hope. He was no longer certain that he would triumph. CHAPTER XX Happily for Mary Datchet she returned to the office to find that by some obscure Parliamentary maneuver the vote had once more slipped beyond the att... | t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw h... | care for you more genuinely than nine men out of ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too of... | there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly. "I will go on seeing you, as I said I would." It was true that she had promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intim... | Night And Day |
"it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If we had to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But" | Mrs. Seal | her sight of the traffic,<|quote|>"it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If we had to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But"</|quote|>She shook her h... | she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic,<|quote|>"it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If we had to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so sti... | side of Russell Square, "are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_," she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic,<|quote|>"it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen... | littered with newspaper cuttings branded with the blue, if ambiguous, marks of her displeasure. She confessed herself at fault in her estimate of human nature. "The simple elementary acts of justice," she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the fa... | be won; but in extreme youth one has an ignorant hope. He was no longer certain that he would triumph. CHAPTER XX Happily for Mary Datchet she returned to the office to find that by some obscure Parliamentary maneuver the vote had once more slipped beyond the attainment of women. Mrs. Seal was in a condition bordering ... | badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meti... | ten care for the women they re in love with. It s only a story one makes up in one s mind about another person, and one knows all the time it isn t true. Of course one knows; why, one s always taking care not to destroy the illusion. One takes care not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long togeth... | of a chair, for the obstacles had taken some such curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me... | Night And Day |
She shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn t take advantage of that she couldn t answer for the consequences. Mr. Clacton s attitude was more philosophical and better supported by statistics. He came into the room after Mrs. Seal s outburst and pointed out, with historical... | No speaker | I do so still. But"<|quote|>She shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn t take advantage of that she couldn t answer for the consequences. Mr. Clacton s attitude was more philosophical and better supported by statistics. He came into the room after Mrs. Seal s outburst and ... | believed in the people, and I do so still. But"<|quote|>She shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn t take advantage of that she couldn t answer for the consequences. Mr. Clacton s attitude was more philosophical and better supported by statistics. He came into the room aft... | leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If we had to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But"<|quote|>She shook her head and implied that she would give them one mo... | Square, "are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_," she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic, "it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament a... | in a condition bordering upon frenzy. The duplicity of Ministers, the treachery of mankind, the insult to womanhood, the setback to civilization, the ruin of her life s work, the feelings of her father s daughter all these topics were discussed in turn, and the office was littered with newspaper cuttings branded with t... | herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly. "I will go on seeing you, as I said I would." It was true that she had promised that much al... | not to see them too often, or to be alone with them for too long together. It s a pleasant illusion, but if you re thinking of the risks of marriage, it seems to me that the risk of marrying a person you re in love with is something colossal." "I don t believe a word of that, and what s more you don t, either," she rep... | I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, deliver... | Night And Day |
"We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," | Mr. Clacton | deal of work, of course.<|quote|>"We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet,"</|quote|>he said; and taking pleasure | This would require a great deal of work, of course.<|quote|>"We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet,"</|quote|>he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued | documents tabulated and filed for reference in a drawer, so that by looking under M or S, as the case might be, you had all the facts with respect to the Suffrage organizations of that county at your fingers ends. This would require a great deal of work, of course.<|quote|>"We must try to consider ourselves rather in t... | facts were marshaled once more in a very striking way, and upon a large scale map of England dotted with little pins tufted with differently colored plumes of hair according to their geographical position. Each district, under the new system, had its flag, its bottle of ink, its sheaf of documents tabulated and filed f... | any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to understand that he had taken the measure of their cunning, and had already bent his mind to the task which, so far as she could make ... | estimate of human nature. "The simple elementary acts of justice," she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square, "are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wildernes... | curiously substantial shape in his mind. "I doubt that one human being ever understands another," he said, stopping in his march and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, ... | outburst and pointed out, with historical illustrations, that such reverses had happened in every political campaign of any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to understand th... | Night And Day |
he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. | No speaker | exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet,"<|quote|>he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it.</|quote|>"We should consider ourselves the | a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet,"<|quote|>he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it.</|quote|>"We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system | be, you had all the facts with respect to the Suffrage organizations of that county at your fingers ends. This would require a great deal of work, of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet,"<|quote|>he said; and taking pleasure in h... | pins tufted with differently colored plumes of hair according to their geographical position. Each district, under the new system, had its flag, its bottle of ink, its sheaf of documents tabulated and filed for reference in a drawer, so that by looking under M or S, as the case might be, you had all the facts with resp... | was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to understand that he had taken the measure of their cunning, and had already bent his mind to the task which, so far as she could make out, depended solely upon him. It depended, so she came to think, when invited into his room for a private conference, upon ... | foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square, "are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_," she continued, taking heart from her sight of the tr... | and confronting Mary at a distance of a few feet. "Such damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak.... | she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square, "are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It is... | Night And Day |
"We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to put them in the way of thinking rightly." | Mr. Clacton | his image, he continued it.<|quote|>"We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to put them in the way of thinkin... | said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it.<|quote|>"We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to p... | organizations of that county at your fingers ends. This would require a great deal of work, of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it.<|quote|>"We should consider ourselve... | geographical position. Each district, under the new system, had its flag, its bottle of ink, its sheaf of documents tabulated and filed for reference in a drawer, so that by looking under M or S, as the case might be, you had all the facts with respect to the Suffrage organizations of that county at your fingers ends. ... | gave Mary to understand that he had taken the measure of their cunning, and had already bent his mind to the task which, so far as she could make out, depended solely upon him. It depended, so she came to think, when invited into his room for a private conference, upon a systematic revision of the card-index, upon the ... | Square, "are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_," she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic, "it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament a... | damned liars as we all are, how can we? But we can try. If you don t want to marry me, don t; but the position you take up about love, and not seeing each other isn t that mere sentimentality? You think I ve behaved very badly," he continued, as she did not speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people b... | only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_," she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic, "it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If w... | Night And Day |
The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays. | No speaker | the way of thinking rightly."<|quote|>The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays.</|quote|>"When you ought to have | want to put them in the way of thinking rightly."<|quote|>The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays.</|quote|>"When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. | the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to put them in the way of thinking rightly."<|quote|>The system, of course, was only roughly sketch... | at your fingers ends. This would require a great deal of work, of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of... | of the card-index, upon the issue of certain new lemon-colored leaflets, in which the facts were marshaled once more in a very striking way, and upon a large scale map of England dotted with little pins tufted with differently colored plumes of hair according to their geographical position. Each district, under the new... | gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If we had to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But" She shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn ... | speak. "Of course I behave badly; but you can t judge people by what they do. You can t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there see... | "it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If we had to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But" She shook her head and implied that she would give them on... | Night And Day |
"When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," | Mary Datchet | fact, during the Christmas holidays.<|quote|>"When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton,"</|quote|>said Mary dutifully, but her | so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays.<|quote|>"When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton,"</|quote|>said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. | must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to put them in the way of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays.<|quote|>"When you ought to have been taking ... | consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon... | more in a very striking way, and upon a large scale map of England dotted with little pins tufted with differently colored plumes of hair according to their geographical position. Each district, under the new system, had its flag, its bottle of ink, its sheaf of documents tabulated and filed for reference in a drawer, ... | to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But" She shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn t take advantage of that she couldn t answer for the consequences. Mr. Clacton s attitude was mor... | t go through life measuring right and wrong with a foot-rule. That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main posit... | of her displeasure. She confessed herself at fault in her estimate of human nature. "The simple elementary acts of justice," she said, waving her hand towards the window, and indicating the foot-passengers and omnibuses then passing down the far side of Russell Square, "are as far beyond them as they ever were. We can ... | Night And Day |
said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. | No speaker | taking a rest, Mr. Clacton,"<|quote|>said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired.</|quote|>"We learn to do without | you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton,"<|quote|>said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired.</|quote|>"We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr. | want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to put them in the way of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton,"<|quote|>said Mary dutifully, but her tone wa... | the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over E... | map of England dotted with little pins tufted with differently colored plumes of hair according to their geographical position. Each district, under the new system, had its flag, its bottle of ink, its sheaf of documents tabulated and filed for reference in a drawer, so that by looking under M or S, as the case might b... | justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But" She shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn t take advantage of that she couldn t answer for the consequences. Mr. Clacton s attitude was more philosophical and better supported by statistics.... | That s what you re always doing, Mary; that s what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly. "I will go on ... | bent his mind to the task which, so far as she could make out, depended solely upon him. It depended, so she came to think, when invited into his room for a private conference, upon a systematic revision of the card-index, upon the issue of certain new lemon-colored leaflets, in which the facts were marshaled once more... | Night And Day |
"We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet," | Mr. Clacton | tone was flat and tired.<|quote|>"We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet,"</|quote|>said Mr. Clacton, with a | said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired.<|quote|>"We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet,"</|quote|>said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his | we want to put them in the way of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired.<|quote|>"We learn to do without holidays, Miss... | pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to put them in the way of thi... | colored plumes of hair according to their geographical position. Each district, under the new system, had its flag, its bottle of ink, its sheaf of documents tabulated and filed for reference in a drawer, so that by looking under M or S, as the case might be, you had all the facts with respect to the Suffrage organizat... | people, and I do so still. But" She shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn t take advantage of that she couldn t answer for the consequences. Mr. Clacton s attitude was more philosophical and better supported by statistics. He came into the room after Mrs. Seal s outburst ... | what you re doing now." She saw herself in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly. "I will go on seeing you, as I said I would." It was true th... | with historical illustrations, that such reverses had happened in every political campaign of any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to understand that he had taken the measur... | Night And Day |
said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate, | No speaker | do without holidays, Miss Datchet,"<|quote|>said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate,</|quote|>"to generate and... | and tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet,"<|quote|>said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate,</... | of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet,"<|quote|>said Mr. Clacton, wi... | should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to put them in the way of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was o... | position. Each district, under the new system, had its flag, its bottle of ink, its sheaf of documents tabulated and filed for reference in a drawer, so that by looking under M or S, as the case might be, you had all the facts with respect to the Suffrage organizations of that county at your fingers ends. This would re... | shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn t take advantage of that she couldn t answer for the consequences. Mr. Clacton s attitude was more philosophical and better supported by statistics. He came into the room after Mrs. Seal s outburst and pointed out, with historical ill... | in the Suffrage Office, delivering judgment, meting out right and wrong, and there seemed to her to be some justice in the charge, although it did not affect her main position. "I m not angry with you," she said slowly. "I will go on seeing you, as I said I would." It was true that she had promised that much already, a... | as they ever were. We can only look upon ourselves, Mary, as pioneers in a wilderness. We can only go on patiently putting the truth before them. It isn t _them_," she continued, taking heart from her sight of the traffic, "it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year o... | Night And Day |
"to generate and stimulate," | Mr. Clacton | order to stimulate and generate,<|quote|>"to generate and stimulate,"</|quote|>he repeated, "right thoughts in | in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate,<|quote|>"to generate and stimulate,"</|quote|>he repeated, "right thoughts in the country before the meeting | tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate,<|quote|>"to g... | thinking; we want to put them in the way of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Mi... | all the facts with respect to the Suffrage organizations of that county at your fingers ends. This would require a great deal of work, of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continu... | He came into the room after Mrs. Seal s outburst and pointed out, with historical illustrations, that such reverses had happened in every political campaign of any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit ... | will go on seeing you, as I said I would." It was true that she had promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and look... | the card-index, upon the issue of certain new lemon-colored leaflets, in which the facts were marshaled once more in a very striking way, and upon a large scale map of England dotted with little pins tufted with differently colored plumes of hair according to their geographical position. Each district, under the new sy... | Night And Day |
he repeated, | No speaker | generate, "to generate and stimulate,"<|quote|>he repeated,</|quote|>"right thoughts in the country | in order to stimulate and generate, "to generate and stimulate,"<|quote|>he repeated,</|quote|>"right thoughts in the country before the meeting of Parliament." | do without holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate, "to generate and stimulate,"<|quo... | put them in the way of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr.... | respect to the Suffrage organizations of that county at your fingers ends. This would require a great deal of work, of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should c... | room after Mrs. Seal s outburst and pointed out, with historical illustrations, that such reverses had happened in every political campaign of any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gav... | you, as I said I would." It was true that she had promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at th... | s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If we had to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But" She shook her head and implied that she would give them one mo... | Night And Day |
"right thoughts in the country before the meeting of Parliament." | Mr. Clacton | generate and stimulate," he repeated,<|quote|>"right thoughts in the country before the meeting of Parliament."</|quote|>"We have to take the | to stimulate and generate, "to generate and stimulate," he repeated,<|quote|>"right thoughts in the country before the meeting of Parliament."</|quote|>"We have to take the enemy by surprise," he said. | holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate, "to generate and stimulate," he repeated,<|q... | in the way of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr. Clacton,... | the Suffrage organizations of that county at your fingers ends. This would require a great deal of work, of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should consider our... | Mrs. Seal s outburst and pointed out, with historical illustrations, that such reverses had happened in every political campaign of any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to u... | I said I would." It was true that she had promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying ... | have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But" She shook her head and implied that she would give them one more chance, and if they didn t take advantage of that she couldn t answer for the consequences. Mr. Clacton s attitude was more philosophical and better supported by statistics. He came into the room... | Night And Day |
"We have to take the enemy by surprise," | Mr. Clacton | before the meeting of Parliament."<|quote|>"We have to take the enemy by surprise,"</|quote|>he said. "They don t | "right thoughts in the country before the meeting of Parliament."<|quote|>"We have to take the enemy by surprise,"</|quote|>he said. "They don t let the grass grow under | satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate, "to generate and stimulate," he repeated, "right thoughts in the country before the meeting of Parliame... | was only roughly sketched so far jotted down, in fact, during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished part... | This would require a great deal of work, of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us ... | that such reverses had happened in every political campaign of any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to understand that he had taken the measure of their cunning, and had alr... | promised that much already, and it was difficult for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to him that he had been def... | were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to understand that he had taken the measure of their cunning, and had already bent his mind to the task which, so far as she could make out, depended solely upon him. It depende... | Night And Day |
he said. | No speaker | take the enemy by surprise,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"They don t let the | of Parliament." "We have to take the enemy by surprise,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"They don t let the grass grow under their feet. | have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate, "to generate and stimulate," he repeated, "right thoughts in the country before the meeting of Parliament." "We have to take the enemy by surprise,"<|quot... | in fact, during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colo... | of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We... | campaign of any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to understand that he had taken the measure of their cunning, and had already bent his mind to the task which, so far as she... | for him to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to him that he had been defeated, not so much by Mary as by life itself. He ... | striking way, and upon a large scale map of England dotted with little pins tufted with differently colored plumes of hair according to their geographical position. Each district, under the new system, had its flag, its bottle of ink, its sheaf of documents tabulated and filed for reference in a drawer, so that by look... | Night And Day |
"They don t let the grass grow under their feet. Have you seen Bingham s address to his constituents? That s a hint of the sort of thing we ve got to meet, Miss Datchet." | Mr. Clacton | enemy by surprise," he said.<|quote|>"They don t let the grass grow under their feet. Have you seen Bingham s address to his constituents? That s a hint of the sort of thing we ve got to meet, Miss Datchet."</|quote|>He handed her a great | "We have to take the enemy by surprise," he said.<|quote|>"They don t let the grass grow under their feet. Have you seen Bingham s address to his constituents? That s a hint of the sort of thing we ve got to meet, Miss Datchet."</|quote|>He handed her a great bundle of newspaper cuttings, and, | opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate, "to generate and stimulate," he repeated, "right thoughts in the country before the meeting of Parliament." "We have to take the enemy by surprise," he said.<|quot... | during the Christmas holidays. "When you ought to have been taking a rest, Mr. Clacton," said Mary dutifully, but her tone was flat and tired. "We learn to do without holidays, Miss Datchet," said Mr. Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leafl... | "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss Datchet," he said; and taking pleasure in his image, he continued it. "We should consider ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have ... | any importance. If anything, his spirits were improved by the disaster. The enemy, he said, had taken the offensive; and it was now up to the Society to outwit the enemy. He gave Mary to understand that he had taken the measure of their cunning, and had already bent his mind to the task which, so far as she could make ... | to say what more it was that he wanted some intimacy, some help against the ghost of Katharine, perhaps, something that he knew he had no right to ask; and yet, as he sank into his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to him that he had been defeated, not so much by Mary as by life itself. He felt him... | sight of the traffic, "it s their leaders. It s those gentlemen sitting in Parliament and drawing four hundred a year of the people s money. If we had to put our case to the people, we should soon have justice done to us. I have always believed in the people, and I do so still. But" She shook her head and implied that ... | Night And Day |
He handed her a great bundle of newspaper cuttings, and, begging her to give him her views upon the yellow leaflet before lunch-time, he turned with alacrity to his different sheets of paper and his different bottles of ink. Mary shut the door, laid the documents upon her table, and sank her head on her hands. Her brai... | No speaker | got to meet, Miss Datchet."<|quote|>He handed her a great bundle of newspaper cuttings, and, begging her to give him her views upon the yellow leaflet before lunch-time, he turned with alacrity to his different sheets of paper and his different bottles of ink. Mary shut the door, laid the documents upon her table, and ... | sort of thing we ve got to meet, Miss Datchet."<|quote|>He handed her a great bundle of newspaper cuttings, and, begging her to give him her views upon the yellow leaflet before lunch-time, he turned with alacrity to his different sheets of paper and his different bottles of ink. Mary shut the door, laid the documents ... | before the meeting of Parliament." "We have to take the enemy by surprise," he said. "They don t let the grass grow under their feet. Have you seen Bingham s address to his constituents? That s a hint of the sort of thing we ve got to meet, Miss Datchet."<|quote|>He handed her a great bundle of newspaper cuttings, and,... | Clacton, with a spark of satisfaction in his eye. He wished particularly to have her opinion of the lemon-colored leaflet. According to his plan, it was to be distributed in immense quantities immediately, in order to stimulate and generate, "to generate and stimulate," he repeated, "right thoughts in the country befor... | ourselves the center of an enormous system of wires, connecting us up with every district of the country. We must have our fingers upon the pulse of the community; we want to know what people all over England are thinking; we want to put them in the way of thinking rightly." The system, of course, was only roughly sket... | understand that he had taken the measure of their cunning, and had already bent his mind to the task which, so far as she could make out, depended solely upon him. It depended, so she came to think, when invited into his room for a private conference, upon a systematic revision of the card-index, upon the issue of cert... | his chair and looked once more at the dying fire it seemed to him that he had been defeated, not so much by Mary as by life itself. He felt himself thrown back to the beginning of life again, where everything has yet to be won; but in extreme youth one has an ignorant hope. He was no longer certain that he would triump... | so that by looking under M or S, as the case might be, you had all the facts with respect to the Suffrage organizations of that county at your fingers ends. This would require a great deal of work, of course. "We must try to consider ourselves rather in the light of a telephone exchange for the exchange of ideas, Miss ... | Night And Day |
"Not happiness not happiness." | Mary Datchet | her, muttered beneath her breath<|quote|>"Not happiness not happiness."</|quote|>She sat down on a | only two articulate words escaped her, muttered beneath her breath<|quote|>"Not happiness not happiness."</|quote|>She sat down on a seat opposite the statue of | was left behind her. Of this process, which was to her so full of effort, which comprised infinitely swift and full passages of thought, leading from one crest to another, as she shaped her conception of life in this world, only two articulate words escaped her, muttered beneath her breath<|quote|>"Not happiness not ha... | in a way which satisfied her sense of harmony. It only needed a persistent effort of thought, stimulated in this strange way by the crowd and the noise, to climb the crest of existence and see it all laid out once and for ever. Already her suffering as an individual was left behind her. Of this process, which was to he... | inattentively to music. From an acute consciousness of herself as an individual, Mary passed to a conception of the scheme of things in which, as a human being, she must have her share. She half held a vision; the vision shaped and dwindled. She wished she had a pencil and a piece of paper to help her to give a form to... | or an adventure with that disagreeable-looking man hanging about the entrance of the Tube station? No; she could not conceive fear or excitement. Did suffering in any form appall her? No, suffering was neither good nor bad. And this essential thing? In the eyes of every single person she detected a flame; as if a spark... | feeling that faith, faith in an illusion, perhaps, but, at any rate, faith in something, was of all gifts the most to be envied. An illusion it was, no doubt. She looked curiously round her at the furniture of the office, at the machinery in which she had taken so much pride, and marveled to think that once the copying... | and a body working one could keep step with the crowd and never be found out for the hollow machine, lacking the essential thing, that one was conscious of being. She considered her case as she walked down the Charing Cross Road. She put to herself a series of questions. Would she mind, for example, if the wheels of th... | Night And Day |
She sat down on a seat opposite the statue of one of London s heroes upon the Embankment, and spoke the words aloud. To her they represented the rare flower or splinter of rock brought down by a climber in proof that he has stood for a moment, at least, upon the highest peak of the mountain. She had been up there and s... | No speaker | breath "Not happiness not happiness."<|quote|>She sat down on a seat opposite the statue of one of London s heroes upon the Embankment, and spoke the words aloud. To her they represented the rare flower or splinter of rock brought down by a climber in proof that he has stood for a moment, at least, upon the highest pea... | escaped her, muttered beneath her breath "Not happiness not happiness."<|quote|>She sat down on a seat opposite the statue of one of London s heroes upon the Embankment, and spoke the words aloud. To her they represented the rare flower or splinter of rock brought down by a climber in proof that he has stood for a mome... | Of this process, which was to her so full of effort, which comprised infinitely swift and full passages of thought, leading from one crest to another, as she shaped her conception of life in this world, only two articulate words escaped her, muttered beneath her breath "Not happiness not happiness."<|quote|>She sat dow... | satisfied her sense of harmony. It only needed a persistent effort of thought, stimulated in this strange way by the crowd and the noise, to climb the crest of existence and see it all laid out once and for ever. Already her suffering as an individual was left behind her. Of this process, which was to her so full of ef... | an acute consciousness of herself as an individual, Mary passed to a conception of the scheme of things in which, as a human being, she must have her share. She half held a vision; the vision shaped and dwindled. She wished she had a pencil and a piece of paper to help her to give a form to this conception which compos... | that disagreeable-looking man hanging about the entrance of the Tube station? No; she could not conceive fear or excitement. Did suffering in any form appall her? No, suffering was neither good nor bad. And this essential thing? In the eyes of every single person she detected a flame; as if a spark in the brain ignited... | in an illusion, perhaps, but, at any rate, faith in something, was of all gifts the most to be envied. An illusion it was, no doubt. She looked curiously round her at the furniture of the office, at the machinery in which she had taken so much pride, and marveled to think that once the copying-presses, the card-index, ... | to set that other piece of mechanism, her body, into action. With a brain working and a body working one could keep step with the crowd and never be found out for the hollow machine, lacking the essential thing, that one was conscious of being. She considered her case as she walked down the Charing Cross Road. She put ... | Night And Day |
"Now," | Mary Datchet | not without a grim satisfaction.<|quote|>"Now,"</|quote|>she said to herself, rising | new plan in her mind, not without a grim satisfaction.<|quote|>"Now,"</|quote|>she said to herself, rising from her seat, "I ll | was now necessary to alter her course to some extent, according to her new resolve. Her post should be in one of those exposed and desolate stations which are shunned naturally by happy people. She arranged the details of the new plan in her mind, not without a grim satisfaction.<|quote|>"Now,"</|quote|>she said to her... | words aloud. To her they represented the rare flower or splinter of rock brought down by a climber in proof that he has stood for a moment, at least, upon the highest peak of the mountain. She had been up there and seen the world spread to the horizon. It was now necessary to alter her course to some extent, according ... | and the noise, to climb the crest of existence and see it all laid out once and for ever. Already her suffering as an individual was left behind her. Of this process, which was to her so full of effort, which comprised infinitely swift and full passages of thought, leading from one crest to another, as she shaped her c... | Books she shrank from, for they were connected too closely with Ralph. She kept on her way resolutely through the crowd of people, among whom she was so much of an alien, feeling them cleave and give way before her. Strange thoughts are bred in passing through crowded streets should the passenger, by chance, have no ex... | on an unopened envelope, and adopted an expression which might hide her state of mind from Mrs. Seal. Some instinct of decency required that she should not allow Mrs. Seal to see her face. Shading her eyes with her fingers, she watched Mrs. Seal pull out one drawer after another in her search for some envelope or leafl... | She put to herself a series of questions. Would she mind, for example, if the wheels of that motor-omnibus passed over her and crushed her to death? No, not in the least; or an adventure with that disagreeable-looking man hanging about the entrance of the Tube station? No; she could not conceive fear or excitement. Did... | Night And Day |
she said to herself, rising from her seat, | No speaker | without a grim satisfaction. "Now,"<|quote|>she said to herself, rising from her seat,</|quote|>"I ll think of Ralph." | plan in her mind, not without a grim satisfaction. "Now,"<|quote|>she said to herself, rising from her seat,</|quote|>"I ll think of Ralph." Where was he to be | now necessary to alter her course to some extent, according to her new resolve. Her post should be in one of those exposed and desolate stations which are shunned naturally by happy people. She arranged the details of the new plan in her mind, not without a grim satisfaction. "Now,"<|quote|>she said to herself, rising ... | aloud. To her they represented the rare flower or splinter of rock brought down by a climber in proof that he has stood for a moment, at least, upon the highest peak of the mountain. She had been up there and seen the world spread to the horizon. It was now necessary to alter her course to some extent, according to her... | the noise, to climb the crest of existence and see it all laid out once and for ever. Already her suffering as an individual was left behind her. Of this process, which was to her so full of effort, which comprised infinitely swift and full passages of thought, leading from one crest to another, as she shaped her conce... | she shrank from, for they were connected too closely with Ralph. She kept on her way resolutely through the crowd of people, among whom she was so much of an alien, feeling them cleave and give way before her. Strange thoughts are bred in passing through crowded streets should the passenger, by chance, have no exact de... | an unopened envelope, and adopted an expression which might hide her state of mind from Mrs. Seal. Some instinct of decency required that she should not allow Mrs. Seal to see her face. Shading her eyes with her fingers, she watched Mrs. Seal pull out one drawer after another in her search for some envelope or leaflet.... | an adventure with that disagreeable-looking man hanging about the entrance of the Tube station? No; she could not conceive fear or excitement. Did suffering in any form appall her? No, suffering was neither good nor bad. And this essential thing? In the eyes of every single person she detected a flame; as if a spark in... | Night And Day |
"I ll think of Ralph." | Mary Datchet | herself, rising from her seat,<|quote|>"I ll think of Ralph."</|quote|>Where was he to be | satisfaction. "Now," she said to herself, rising from her seat,<|quote|>"I ll think of Ralph."</|quote|>Where was he to be placed in the new scale | extent, according to her new resolve. Her post should be in one of those exposed and desolate stations which are shunned naturally by happy people. She arranged the details of the new plan in her mind, not without a grim satisfaction. "Now," she said to herself, rising from her seat,<|quote|>"I ll think of Ralph."</|qu... | or splinter of rock brought down by a climber in proof that he has stood for a moment, at least, upon the highest peak of the mountain. She had been up there and seen the world spread to the horizon. It was now necessary to alter her course to some extent, according to her new resolve. Her post should be in one of thos... | and see it all laid out once and for ever. Already her suffering as an individual was left behind her. Of this process, which was to her so full of effort, which comprised infinitely swift and full passages of thought, leading from one crest to another, as she shaped her conception of life in this world, only two artic... | closely with Ralph. She kept on her way resolutely through the crowd of people, among whom she was so much of an alien, feeling them cleave and give way before her. Strange thoughts are bred in passing through crowded streets should the passenger, by chance, have no exact destination in front of him, much as the mind s... | might hide her state of mind from Mrs. Seal. Some instinct of decency required that she should not allow Mrs. Seal to see her face. Shading her eyes with her fingers, she watched Mrs. Seal pull out one drawer after another in her search for some envelope or leaflet. She was tempted to drop her fingers and exclaim: "Do ... | held a vision; the vision shaped and dwindled. She wished she had a pencil and a piece of paper to help her to give a form to this conception which composed itself as she walked down the Charing Cross Road. But if she talked to any one, the conception might escape her. Her vision seemed to lay out the lines of her life... | Night And Day |
Where was he to be placed in the new scale of life? Her exalted mood seemed to make it safe to handle the question. But she was dismayed to find how quickly her passions leapt forward the moment she sanctioned this line of thought. Now she was identified with him and rethought his thoughts with complete self-surrender;... | No speaker | "I ll think of Ralph."<|quote|>Where was he to be placed in the new scale of life? Her exalted mood seemed to make it safe to handle the question. But she was dismayed to find how quickly her passions leapt forward the moment she sanctioned this line of thought. Now she was identified with him and rethought his thought... | herself, rising from her seat, "I ll think of Ralph."<|quote|>Where was he to be placed in the new scale of life? Her exalted mood seemed to make it safe to handle the question. But she was dismayed to find how quickly her passions leapt forward the moment she sanctioned this line of thought. Now she was identified wit... | resolve. Her post should be in one of those exposed and desolate stations which are shunned naturally by happy people. She arranged the details of the new plan in her mind, not without a grim satisfaction. "Now," she said to herself, rising from her seat, "I ll think of Ralph."<|quote|>Where was he to be placed in the ... | down by a climber in proof that he has stood for a moment, at least, upon the highest peak of the mountain. She had been up there and seen the world spread to the horizon. It was now necessary to alter her course to some extent, according to her new resolve. Her post should be in one of those exposed and desolate stati... | out once and for ever. Already her suffering as an individual was left behind her. Of this process, which was to her so full of effort, which comprised infinitely swift and full passages of thought, leading from one crest to another, as she shaped her conception of life in this world, only two articulate words escaped ... | on her way resolutely through the crowd of people, among whom she was so much of an alien, feeling them cleave and give way before her. Strange thoughts are bred in passing through crowded streets should the passenger, by chance, have no exact destination in front of him, much as the mind shapes all kinds of forms, sol... | mind from Mrs. Seal. Some instinct of decency required that she should not allow Mrs. Seal to see her face. Shading her eyes with her fingers, she watched Mrs. Seal pull out one drawer after another in her search for some envelope or leaflet. She was tempted to drop her fingers and exclaim: "Do sit down, Sally, and tel... | in any form appall her? No, suffering was neither good nor bad. And this essential thing? In the eyes of every single person she detected a flame; as if a spark in the brain ignited spontaneously at contact with the things they met and drove them on. The young women looking into the milliners windows had that look in t... | Night And Day |
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