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she asked suddenly, without preface. | No speaker | womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?"<|quote|>she asked suddenly, without preface.</|quote|>"Yes," said Katharine directly, but | may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?"<|quote|>she asked suddenly, without preface.</|quote|>"Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when | for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?"<|quote|>she asked... | the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for ... | what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to thin... | for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of sex, along with all others, and assigned it an honorable place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and... | stated this opinion aloud. "I should like to start something something off one s own bat that s what I should like." "Yes, that s the fun," said Mr. Basnett, looking at her for the first time rather keenly, and refilling his pipe. "But you can t limit work that s what I mean," said Mary. "I mean there are other sorts o... | softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his ... | Night And Day |
"Yes," | Katharine Hilbery | she asked suddenly, without preface.<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>said Katharine directly, but she | womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface.<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or | Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface.<|... | them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his ... | going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put... | said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of sex, along with all others, and assigned it an honorable place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to... | should like to start something something off one s own bat that s what I should like." "Yes, that s the fun," said Mr. Basnett, looking at her for the first time rather keenly, and refilling his pipe. "But you can t limit work that s what I mean," said Mary. "I mean there are other sorts of work. No one works harder th... | and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of sex, along with all others, and assigned it an honorable place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of his manner;... | Night And Day |
said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. | No speaker | asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes,"<|quote|>said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph.</|quote|>"I believe I m jealous," | "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes,"<|quote|>said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph.</|quote|>"I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said | for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes,"<|quote|>... | "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers... | to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it ba... | Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of sex, along with all others, and assigned it an honorable place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to her ... | like to start something something off one s own bat that s what I should like." "Yes, that s the fun," said Mr. Basnett, looking at her for the first time rather keenly, and refilling his pipe. "But you can t limit work that s what I mean," said Mary. "I mean there are other sorts of work. No one works harder than a wo... | his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him ... | Night And Day |
"I believe I m jealous," | Mary Datchet | if she had seen Ralph.<|quote|>"I believe I m jealous,"</|quote|>said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said | why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph.<|quote|>"I believe I m jealous,"</|quote|>said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her | may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph.<|quote|>"I believe I m jealous,"</|quote|>said... | cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their ... | the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street to... | this beneath the roughness of his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to her a good world, although not a romantic or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought... | refilling his pipe. "But you can t limit work that s what I mean," said Mary. "I mean there are other sorts of work. No one works harder than a woman with little children." "Quite so," said Mr. Basnett. "It s precisely the women with babies we want to get hold of." He glanced at his document, rolled it into a cylinder ... | of it. I m tied to an office; I can only give my spare time. Are you, by any chance, on the look-out for a job?" he asked Katharine, with a queer mixture of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had ... | Night And Day |
said Mary. | No speaker | "I believe I m jealous,"<|quote|>said Mary.</|quote|>"Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather | if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous,"<|quote|>said Mary.</|quote|>"Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and | womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous,"<|quote|>said Mary.</|quote|>"Nonsense, Mary," sa... | reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Ha... | He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about the... | his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to her a good world, although not a romantic or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now... | can t limit work that s what I mean," said Mary. "I mean there are other sorts of work. No one works harder than a woman with little children." "Quite so," said Mr. Basnett. "It s precisely the women with babies we want to get hold of." He glanced at his document, rolled it into a cylinder between his fingers, and gaze... | things to remember the Press and the public. Other societies, which shall be nameless, have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That... | Night And Day |
"Nonsense, Mary," | Katharine Hilbery | I m jealous," said Mary.<|quote|>"Nonsense, Mary,"</|quote|>said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking | had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary.<|quote|>"Nonsense, Mary,"</|quote|>said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to | you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary.<|quote|>"Nonsense, Mary,"</|quote|>said Katharine, rat... | standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen... | and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back... | and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to her a good world, although not a romantic or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fi... | limit work that s what I mean," said Mary. "I mean there are other sorts of work. No one works harder than a woman with little children." "Quite so," said Mr. Basnett. "It s precisely the women with babies we want to get hold of." He glanced at his document, rolled it into a cylinder between his fingers, and gazed into... | a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of hi... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. | No speaker | jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary,"<|quote|>said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road.</|quote|>"Let me see; we went | Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary,"<|quote|>said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road.</|quote|>"Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed | Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary,"<|quote|>said Katharine, rather distractedly, ... | Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she ask... | his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Kathar... | world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to her a good world, although not a romantic or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, th... | that s what I mean," said Mary. "I mean there are other sorts of work. No one works harder than a woman with little children." "Quite so," said Mr. Basnett. "It s precisely the women with babies we want to get hold of." He glanced at his document, rolled it into a cylinder between his fingers, and gazed into the fire. ... | imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, yo... | Night And Day |
"Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." | Katharine Hilbery | direction of the main road.<|quote|>"Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened."</|quote|>Mary was silent, in the | up the street in the direction of the main road.<|quote|>"Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened."</|quote|>Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell | him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road.<|quote|>"Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed ... | of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took he... | would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets al... | or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Gov... | woman with little children." "Quite so," said Mr. Basnett. "It s precisely the women with babies we want to get hold of." He glanced at his document, rolled it into a cylinder between his fingers, and gazed into the fire. Katharine felt that in this company anything that one said would be judged upon its merits; one ha... | don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she comes in," said Mr. Basnett, jerking his head in Mary s direction. "She s the only one of... | Night And Day |
Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. | No speaker | Yes, that s what happened."<|quote|>Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing.</|quote|>"It s not a question | we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened."<|quote|>Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing.</|quote|>"It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her | seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened."<|quote|>Mary was silent, in the hope that Kat... | Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Ma... | then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing besi... | tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commer... | to get hold of." He glanced at his document, rolled it into a cylinder between his fingers, and gazed into the fire. Katharine felt that in this company anything that one said would be judged upon its merits; one had only to say what one thought, rather barely and tersely, with a curious assumption that the number of t... | my spare time. Are you, by any chance, on the look-out for a job?" he asked Katharine, with a queer mixture of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of sex, along with all othe... | Night And Day |
"It s not a question of friendship," | Mary Datchet | more. But Katharine said nothing.<|quote|>"It s not a question of friendship,"</|quote|>Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, | that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing.<|quote|>"It s not a question of friendship,"</|quote|>Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You | her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing.<|quote|>"It s not a question of friendship,"</|quote|>Mary exc... | preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the ... | about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett an... | bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace ... | fingers, and gazed into the fire. Katharine felt that in this company anything that one said would be judged upon its merits; one had only to say what one thought, rather barely and tersely, with a curious assumption that the number of things that could properly be thought about was strictly limited. And Mr. Basnett wa... | it. I m tied to an office; I can only give my spare time. Are you, by any chance, on the look-out for a job?" he asked Katharine, with a queer mixture of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had fac... | Night And Day |
Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. | No speaker | not a question of friendship,"<|quote|>Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise.</|quote|>"You know it s not. | Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship,"<|quote|>Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise.</|quote|>"You know it s not. How can it be? I | the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship,"<|quote|>Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surpr... | did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me... | thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental div... | of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of completeness;... | felt that in this company anything that one said would be judged upon its merits; one had only to say what one thought, rather barely and tersely, with a curious assumption that the number of things that could properly be thought about was strictly limited. And Mr. Basnett was only stiff upon the surface; there was an ... | the moment, in his youth and ardor, still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, sti... | Night And Day |
"You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" | Mary Datchet | rising, to her own surprise.<|quote|>"You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere"</|quote|>She stopped. "Only I d | friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise.<|quote|>"You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere"</|quote|>She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," | "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise.<|quote|>"You know it s not. How can it be? I ve n... | him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be fr... | hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with ... | now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of completeness; but, for the moment, in his youth and ardor, st... | would be judged upon its merits; one had only to say what one thought, rather barely and tersely, with a curious assumption that the number of things that could properly be thought about was strictly limited. And Mr. Basnett was only stiff upon the surface; there was an intelligence in his face which attracted her inte... | a good world, although not a romantic or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although ... | Night And Day |
She stopped. | No speaker | ve no right to interfere"<|quote|>She stopped.</|quote|>"Only I d rather Ralph | How can it be? I ve no right to interfere"<|quote|>She stopped.</|quote|>"Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. | s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere"<|quote|>She stopped.</|quote|>"Only I d rather Ralph w... | if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that ... | the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It... | of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of completeness; but, for the moment, in his youth and ardor, still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Kathar... | barely and tersely, with a curious assumption that the number of things that could properly be thought about was strictly limited. And Mr. Basnett was only stiff upon the surface; there was an intelligence in his face which attracted her intelligence. "When will the public know?" she asked. "What d you mean about us?" ... | Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no ... | Night And Day |
"Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," | Mary Datchet | right to interfere" She stopped.<|quote|>"Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt,"</|quote|>she concluded. "I think he | it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped.<|quote|>"Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt,"</|quote|>she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care | happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped.<|quote|>"Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt,"</|q... | had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Kathari... | to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have b... | Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of completeness; but, for the moment, in his youth and ardor, still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turn... | tersely, with a curious assumption that the number of things that could properly be thought about was strictly limited. And Mr. Basnett was only stiff upon the surface; there was an intelligence in his face which attracted her intelligence. "When will the public know?" she asked. "What d you mean about us?" Mr. Basnett... | job of it. I m tied to an office; I can only give my spare time. Are you, by any chance, on the look-out for a job?" he asked Katharine, with a queer mixture of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends ... | Night And Day |
she concluded. | No speaker | rather Ralph wasn t hurt,"<|quote|>she concluded.</|quote|>"I think he seems able | She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt,"<|quote|>she concluded.</|quote|>"I think he seems able to take care of himself," | Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt,"<|quote|>she concluded.</|quote|>"I think he seems able t... | said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine sai... | reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Ha... | commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of completeness; but, for the moment, in his youth and ardor, still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, a... | of things that could properly be thought about was strictly limited. And Mr. Basnett was only stiff upon the surface; there was an intelligence in his face which attracted her intelligence. "When will the public know?" she asked. "What d you mean about us?" Mr. Basnett asked, with a little smile. "That depends upon man... | uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to M... | Night And Day |
"I think he seems able to take care of himself," | Katharine Hilbery | wasn t hurt," she concluded.<|quote|>"I think he seems able to take care of himself,"</|quote|>Katharine observed. Without either of | "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded.<|quote|>"I think he seems able to take care of himself,"</|quote|>Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling | tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded.<|quote|>"I think he seems able to take care of himself,"<... | "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. ... | standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen... | his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of completeness; but, for the moment, in his youth and ardor, still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered w... | that could properly be thought about was strictly limited. And Mr. Basnett was only stiff upon the surface; there was an intelligence in his face which attracted her intelligence. "When will the public know?" she asked. "What d you mean about us?" Mr. Basnett asked, with a little smile. "That depends upon many things,"... | place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to her a good world, although not a romantic or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to t... | Night And Day |
Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. | No speaker | to take care of himself,"<|quote|>Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them.</|quote|>"Do you really think it | "I think he seems able to take care of himself,"<|quote|>Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them.</|quote|>"Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, | a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself,"<|quote|>Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it... | beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to ... | her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Kathari... | him any trace of his possibilities of completeness; but, for the moment, in his youth and ardor, still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she re... | Mr. Basnett was only stiff upon the surface; there was an intelligence in his face which attracted her intelligence. "When will the public know?" she asked. "What d you mean about us?" Mr. Basnett asked, with a little smile. "That depends upon many things," said Mary. The conspirators looked pleased, as if Katharine s ... | her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire... | Night And Day |
"Do you really think it s worth it?" | Mary Datchet | hostility had risen between them.<|quote|>"Do you really think it s worth it?"</|quote|>said Mary, after a pause. | wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them.<|quote|>"Do you really think it s worth it?"</|quote|>said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine | s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them.<|quote|>"Do you really think it s worth it?"</|quote|>... | we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere"... | serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment... | ardor, still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, ... | attracted her intelligence. "When will the public know?" she asked. "What d you mean about us?" Mr. Basnett asked, with a little smile. "That depends upon many things," said Mary. The conspirators looked pleased, as if Katharine s question, with the belief in their existence which it implied, had a warming effect upon ... | in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as ... | Night And Day |
said Mary, after a pause. | No speaker | think it s worth it?"<|quote|>said Mary, after a pause.</|quote|>"How can one tell?" Katharine | between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?"<|quote|>said Mary, after a pause.</|quote|>"How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared | no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?"<|quote|>said Mary, after a pause.</|quote|>"... | be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ra... | manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had se... | him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask... | she asked. "What d you mean about us?" Mr. Basnett asked, with a little smile. "That depends upon many things," said Mary. The conspirators looked pleased, as if Katharine s question, with the belief in their existence which it implied, had a warming effect upon them. "In starting a society such as we wish to start (we... | life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to her a good world, although not a romantic or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For... | Night And Day |
"How can one tell?" | Katharine Hilbery | said Mary, after a pause.<|quote|>"How can one tell?"</|quote|>Katharine asked. "Have you ever | think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause.<|quote|>"How can one tell?"</|quote|>Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary | stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause.<|quote|>"How can one tell?"</|quote|>Katharin... | what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she co... | alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealou... | nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the ... | mean about us?" Mr. Basnett asked, with a little smile. "That depends upon many things," said Mary. The conspirators looked pleased, as if Katharine s question, with the belief in their existence which it implied, had a warming effect upon them. "In starting a society such as we wish to start (we can t say any more at ... | face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any ... | Night And Day |
Katharine asked. | No speaker | pause. "How can one tell?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Have you ever cared for | it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly | rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Have you ... | silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seem... | may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense,... | Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He ... | Basnett asked, with a little smile. "That depends upon many things," said Mary. The conspirators looked pleased, as if Katharine s question, with the belief in their existence which it implied, had a warming effect upon them. "In starting a society such as we wish to start (we can t say any more at present)," Mr. Basne... | comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, l... | Night And Day |
"Have you ever cared for any one?" | Mary Datchet | can one tell?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Have you ever cared for any one?"</|quote|>Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. | Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Have you ever cared for any one?"</|quote|>Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about | wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Have you ever cared for any one... | the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to t... | been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," s... | over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took ... | with a little smile. "That depends upon many things," said Mary. The conspirators looked pleased, as if Katharine s question, with the belief in their existence which it implied, had a warming effect upon them. "In starting a society such as we wish to start (we can t say any more at present)," Mr. Basnett began, with ... | still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thu... | Night And Day |
Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. | No speaker | ever cared for any one?"<|quote|>Mary demanded rashly and foolishly.</|quote|>"I can t wander about | tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?"<|quote|>Mary demanded rashly and foolishly.</|quote|>"I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here | he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?"<|quote|>Mary demanded rashly and foolishly.... | more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observe... | Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking h... | wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unabl... | many things," said Mary. The conspirators looked pleased, as if Katharine s question, with the belief in their existence which it implied, had a warming effect upon them. "In starting a society such as we wish to start (we can t say any more at present)," Mr. Basnett began, with a little jerk of his head, "there are tw... | long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of completeness; but, for the moment, in his youth and ardor, still speculative, still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to att... | Night And Day |
"I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." | Katharine Hilbery | Mary demanded rashly and foolishly.<|quote|>"I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it."</|quote|>"We don t want to | ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly.<|quote|>"I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it."</|quote|>"We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I | care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly.<|quote|>"I can t wander about... | "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing ... | preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the ... | be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he ... | conspirators looked pleased, as if Katharine s question, with the belief in their existence which it implied, had a warming effect upon them. "In starting a society such as we wish to start (we can t say any more at present)," Mr. Basnett began, with a little jerk of his head, "there are two things to remember the Pres... | it an honorable place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett seemed to her a good world, although not a romantic or beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly ... | Night And Day |
"We don t want to quarrel," | Mary Datchet | s some one in it."<|quote|>"We don t want to quarrel,"</|quote|>said Mary. "Ought I to | s a cab no, there s some one in it."<|quote|>"We don t want to quarrel,"</|quote|>said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I | you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it."<|quote|>"We don t want to quarrel,"</|quote|>said Mary. "Ou... | not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a ... | a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that ... | and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her dow... | effect upon them. "In starting a society such as we wish to start (we can t say any more at present)," Mr. Basnett began, with a little jerk of his head, "there are two things to remember the Press and the public. Other societies, which shall be nameless, have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you ... | any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr... | Night And Day |
said Mary. | No speaker | don t want to quarrel,"<|quote|>said Mary.</|quote|>"Ought I to have told | some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel,"<|quote|>said Mary.</|quote|>"Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t | it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel,"<|quote|>said Mary.</|quote|>"Ought I to have told him that ... | ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one te... | why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was s... | Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was... | society such as we wish to start (we can t say any more at present)," Mr. Basnett began, with a little jerk of his head, "there are two things to remember the Press and the public. Other societies, which shall be nameless, have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration so... | find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been... | Night And Day |
"Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" | Katharine Hilbery | want to quarrel," said Mary.<|quote|>"Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?"</|quote|>Katharine asked. "Shall I tell | in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary.<|quote|>"Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?"</|quote|>Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what | Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary.<|quote|>"Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his f... | right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" K... | should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in... | "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be... | as we wish to start (we can t say any more at present)," Mr. Basnett began, with a little jerk of his head, "there are two things to remember the Press and the public. Other societies, which shall be nameless, have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which ... | said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone wit... | Night And Day |
Katharine asked. | No speaker | wouldn t be his friend?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Shall I tell him that? | have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall | cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Shall I tell him that? If so, what rea... | she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashl... | said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine sai... | He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about the... | Mr. Basnett began, with a little jerk of his head, "there are two things to remember the Press and the public. Other societies, which shall be nameless, have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults... | they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfo... | Night And Day |
"Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" | Katharine Hilbery | be his friend?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?"</|quote|>"Of course you can t | him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?"</|quote|>"Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, | any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give hi... | "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly... | "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. ... | and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back... | began, with a little jerk of his head, "there are two things to remember the Press and the public. Other societies, which shall be nameless, have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must n... | him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be fr... | Night And Day |
"Of course you can t tell him that," | Mary Datchet | reason shall I give him?"<|quote|>"Of course you can t tell him that,"</|quote|>said Mary, controlling herself. "I | him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?"<|quote|>"Of course you can t tell him that,"</|quote|>said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said | discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?"<|quote|>"Of course you can t tell him that,"</|quote|>said Mary, controlling he... | either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there ... | up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. ... | anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers ... | remember the Press and the public. Other societies, which shall be nameless, have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the dif... | her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, t... | Night And Day |
said Mary, controlling herself. | No speaker | can t tell him that,"<|quote|>said Mary, controlling herself.</|quote|>"I believe I shall, though," | give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that,"<|quote|>said Mary, controlling herself.</|quote|>"I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost | there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that,"<|quote|>said Mary, controlling herself.</|quote|>"I believe I shall, though," said... | hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to qua... | main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I v... | although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about th... | which shall be nameless, have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she ... | serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment... | Night And Day |
"I believe I shall, though," | Katharine Hilbery | that," said Mary, controlling herself.<|quote|>"I believe I shall, though,"</|quote|>said Katharine suddenly. "I lost | you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself.<|quote|>"I believe I shall, though,"</|quote|>said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn | in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself.<|quote|>"I believe I shall, though,"</|quote|>said Katharine sudden... | them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I t... | see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to inter... | been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in thos... | have gone under because they ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she comes in," said Mr. Basne... | be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he ... | Night And Day |
said Katharine suddenly. | No speaker | "I believe I shall, though,"<|quote|>said Katharine suddenly.</|quote|>"I lost my temper, Katharine; | that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though,"<|quote|>said Katharine suddenly.</|quote|>"I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said | want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though,"<|quote|>said Katharine suddenly.</|quote|>"I lost my tem... | it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I woul... | and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "O... | stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary... | ve appealed only to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she comes in," said Mr. Basnett, jerking his head in Mary ... | as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I belie... | Night And Day |
"I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." | Mary Datchet | shall, though," said Katharine suddenly.<|quote|>"I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did."</|quote|>"The whole thing s foolish," | controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly.<|quote|>"I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did."</|quote|>"The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s | said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly.<|quote|>"I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t... | it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his... | to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather... | wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to ... | to cranks. If you don t want a mutual admiration society, which dies as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she comes in," said Mr. Basnett, jerking his head in Mary s direction. "She... | she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, althoug... | Night And Day |
"The whole thing s foolish," | Katharine Hilbery | have said what I did."<|quote|>"The whole thing s foolish,"</|quote|>said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s | temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did."<|quote|>"The whole thing s foolish,"</|quote|>said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s | his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did."<|quote|>"The whole thing s foolish,"</|q... | you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shal... | hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take ... | cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a min... | as soon as you ve all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she comes in," said Mr. Basnett, jerking his head in Mary s direction. "She s the only one of us who s a capitalist. She can make a whole-time j... | looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Ba... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, peremptorily. | No speaker | "The whole thing s foolish,"<|quote|>said Katharine, peremptorily.</|quote|>"That s what I say. | have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish,"<|quote|>said Katharine, peremptorily.</|quote|>"That s what I say. It s not worth it." | I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish,"<|quote|>said Katharine, peremptorily.</|quote|>"... | one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of cour... | her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine obs... | stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortuna... | all discovered each other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she comes in," said Mr. Basnett, jerking his head in Mary s direction. "She s the only one of us who s a capitalist. She can make a whole-time job of it. I m tied... | Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of li... | Night And Day |
"That s what I say. It s not worth it." | Katharine Hilbery | s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily.<|quote|>"That s what I say. It s not worth it."</|quote|>She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, | I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily.<|quote|>"That s what I say. It s not worth it."</|quote|>She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed | that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily.<|quote|>"That s what I say. I... | rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell hi... | Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without... | street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her ... | other s faults, you must nobble the Press. You must appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she comes in," said Mr. Basnett, jerking his head in Mary s direction. "She s the only one of us who s a capitalist. She can make a whole-time job of it. I m tied to an office; I can... | I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking ... | Night And Day |
She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. | No speaker | It s not worth it."<|quote|>She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way.</|quote|>"No, no, it s not | "That s what I say. It s not worth it."<|quote|>She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way.</|quote|>"No, no, i... | course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it."<|quote|>She spoke with unnecessary ve... | my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, t... | Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen ... | thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental div... | appeal to the public." "That s the difficulty," said Mary thoughtfully. "That s where she comes in," said Mr. Basnett, jerking his head in Mary s direction. "She s the only one of us who s a capitalist. She can make a whole-time job of it. I m tied to an office; I can only give my spare time. Are you, by any chance, on... | took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," K... | Night And Day |
"No, no, it s not worth it," | Katharine Hilbery | both to find a way.<|quote|>"No, no, it s not worth it,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you | future, in which they had both to find a way.<|quote|>"No, no, it s not worth it,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of | what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way.<|quote|>"No, no, it s not worth it,... | so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it.... | take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about Lo... | or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without pr... | whole-time job of it. I m tied to an office; I can only give my spare time. Are you, by any chance, on the look-out for a job?" he asked Katharine, with a queer mixture of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and h... | his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Kathar... | Night And Day |
Katharine repeated. | No speaker | it s not worth it,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"Suppose, as you say, it | find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question | it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quo... | "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary veheme... | either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there ... | Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but sh... | to an office; I can only give my spare time. Are you, by any chance, on the look-out for a job?" he asked Katharine, with a queer mixture of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the questi... | when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the stre... | Night And Day |
"Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," | Katharine Hilbery | not worth it," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still,"</|quote|>she added, "I believe you | way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still,"</|quote|>she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; | spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"Suppose, as y... | you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it... | them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one... | his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as she stood alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not re... | office; I can only give my spare time. Are you, by any chance, on the look-out for a job?" he asked Katharine, with a queer mixture of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of ... | anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers ... | Night And Day |
she added, | No speaker | don t want that. Still,"<|quote|>she added,</|quote|>"I believe you exaggerate; love | in love with me. I don t want that. Still,"<|quote|>she added,</|quote|>"I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself | of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still,"<|quote|>she added,</|quote|>"I believe you exaggerate; love... | shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness res... | "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Sha... | alone with Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealou... | queer mixture of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of sex, along with all others, and assigned it an honorable place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath th... | happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she conclud... | Night And Day |
"I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" | Katharine Hilbery | want that. Still," she added,<|quote|>"I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things"</|quote|>They had reached the main | with me. I don t want that. Still," she added,<|quote|>"I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things"</|quote|>They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at | and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added,<|quote|>"I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marr... | have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscu... | one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell... | Katharine. It may have been their common womanhood. "Have you seen Ralph?" she asked suddenly, without preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Ma... | of distrust and deference. "Marriage is her job at present," Mary replied for her. "Oh, I see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of sex, along with all others, and assigned it an honorable place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of... | in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose compared with some tremendous fact which manifested itself as ... | Night And Day |
They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder th... | No speaker | only one of the things"<|quote|>They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnec... | not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things"<|quote|>They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extr... | no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things"<|quote|>They had reached the main thoroughfare, and sto... | I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine r... | "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, co... | preface. "Yes," said Katharine directly, but she did not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the ... | see," said Mr. Basnett. He made allowances for that; he and his friends had faced the question of sex, along with all others, and assigned it an honorable place in their scheme of life. Katharine felt this beneath the roughness of his manner; and a world entrusted to the guardianship of Mary Datchet and Mr. Basnett see... | and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising,... | Night And Day |
"I don t lay down any rules," | Mary Datchet | were welcome to their possessions.<|quote|>"I don t lay down any rules,"</|quote|>said Mary, recovering herself first, | and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions.<|quote|>"I don t lay down any rules,"</|quote|>said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a | the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions.<|quo... | question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what... | herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their ani... | me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to in... | beautiful place or, to put it figuratively, a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Govern... | them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his ... | Night And Day |
said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. | No speaker | t lay down any rules,"<|quote|>said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description.</|quote|>"All I say is that | to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules,"<|quote|>said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description.</|quote|>"All I say is that you should know what you | said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules,"<|quote|>said Mary, ... | with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of hum... | Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon... | we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only ... | a place where any line of blue mist softly linked tree to tree upon the horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of hi... | main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I v... | Night And Day |
"All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," | Mary Datchet | long pause of this description.<|quote|>"All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but,"</|quote|>she added, "I expect you | as they turned after a long pause of this description.<|quote|>"All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but,"</|quote|>she added, "I expect you do." At the same time | of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description.<|quo... | s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme de... | "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in whi... | hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take ... | horizon. For a moment she thought she saw in his face, bent now over the fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time ... | seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine w... | Night And Day |
she added, | No speaker | re about for certain; but,"<|quote|>she added,</|quote|>"I expect you do." At | you should know what you re about for certain; but,"<|quote|>she added,</|quote|>"I expect you do." At the same time she was | burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but,"<|quote|>she added,</|quot... | main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness... | not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Su... | question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feelin... | fire, the features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibiliti... | to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about... | Night And Day |
"I expect you do." | Mary Datchet | for certain; but," she added,<|quote|>"I expect you do."</|quote|>At the same time she | know what you re about for certain; but," she added,<|quote|>"I expect you do."</|quote|>At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only | happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she added,<|quote|>"I expect you do... | and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive... | it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as ... | friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostili... | features of that original man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of comp... | did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, ... | Night And Day |
At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, ... | No speaker | added, "I expect you do."<|quote|>At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they... | about for certain; but," she added, "I expect you do."<|quote|>At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led... | Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she added, "I expect you do."<|quote|>At the same time she was profoundly p... | the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their nei... | unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of... | anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. How can it be? I ve no right to interfere" She stopped. "Only I d rather Ralph wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do yo... | man whom we still recall every now and then, although we know only the clerk, barrister, Governmental official, or workingman variety of him. Not that Mr. Basnett, giving his days to commerce and his spare time to social reform, would long carry about him any trace of his possibilities of completeness; but, for the mom... | pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine aske... | Night And Day |
"You must go in," | Katharine Hilbery | for a moment, saying nothing.<|quote|>"You must go in,"</|quote|>said Katharine, rousing herself. "He | Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing.<|quote|>"You must go in,"</|quote|>said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time | she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing.<|quote|>"You must go in,"</|quote|>said Katharin... | any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she added, "I expect you do." At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marri... | in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversit... | think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that ... | still uncramped, one might imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she sai... | not remember when or where she had seen him. It took her a moment or two to remember why Mary should ask her if she had seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, rousing herself. | No speaker | nothing. "You must go in,"<|quote|>said Katharine, rousing herself.</|quote|>"He s waiting all this | paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in,"<|quote|>said Katharine, rousing herself.</|quote|>"He s waiting all this time to go on with | arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in,"<|quote|>said Katharine, rousing herself.</|quo... | recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she added, "I expect you do." At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impress... | I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human intere... | it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his... | imagine him the citizen of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, yo... | no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine su... | Night And Day |
"He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." | Katharine Hilbery | in," said Katharine, rousing herself.<|quote|>"He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading."</|quote|>She glanced up at the | saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself.<|quote|>"He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading."</|quote|>She glanced up at the lighted window near the top | marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself.<|quote|>"He s waiting all this time to go ... | they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she added, "I expect you do." At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, the... | that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both... | a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine as... | of a nobler state than ours. Katharine turned over her small stock of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when... | direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger rising, to her own surprise. "You know it s not. H... | Night And Day |
She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. | No speaker | go on with his reading."<|quote|>She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine.</|quote|>"I think you underrate... | waiting all this time to go on with his reading."<|quote|>She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine.</|quot... | her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading."<|quote|>She glanced up at the lighted window near... | is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she added, "I expect you do." At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and... | marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it ... | for any one?" Mary demanded rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" ... | of information, and wondered what their society might be going to attempt. Then she remembered that she was hindering their business, and rose, still thinking of this society, and thus thinking, she said to Mr. Basnett: "Well, you ll ask me to join when the time comes, I hope." He nodded, and took his pipe from his mou... | I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But... | Night And Day |
"I think you underrate the value of that emotion," | Mary Datchet | paused, looking down upon Katharine.<|quote|>"I think you underrate the value of that emotion,"</|quote|>she said slowly, and a | first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine.<|quote|>"I think you underrate the value of that emotion,"</|quote|>she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another | reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine.<|quote|>"I think you underrate the value of that emoti... | on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the ... | moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is... | Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, perempto... | He nodded, and took his pipe from his mouth, but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about the... | t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlli... | Night And Day |
she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, saying as she opened the door: | No speaker | the value of that emotion,"<|quote|>she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, saying as she op... | Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that emotion,"<|quote|>she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turne... | the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that emotion,"<|quote|>she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She cl... | again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and wa... | again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she... | what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." Sh... | but, being unable to think of anything to say, he put it back again, although he would have been glad if she had stayed. Against her wish, Mary insisted upon taking her downstairs, and then, as there was no cab to be seen, they stood in the street together, looking about them. "Go back," Katharine urged her, thinking o... | wasn t hurt," she concluded. "I think he seems able to take care of himself," Katharine observed. Without either of them wishing it, a feeling of hostility had risen between them. "Do you really think it s worth it?" said Mary, after a pause. "How can one tell?" Katharine asked. "Have you ever cared for any one?" Mary ... | Night And Day |
"Remember, I want to belong to your society remember," | Katharine Hilbery | as she opened the door:<|quote|>"Remember, I want to belong to your society remember,"</|quote|>she added, having to raise | turned and stopped it, saying as she opened the door:<|quote|>"Remember, I want to belong to your society remember,"</|quote|>she added, having to raise her voice a little, and | a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, saying as she opened the door:<|quote|>"Remember, I want to belong to you... | house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that emotion," she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and ... | she added, "I expect you do." At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they sto... | not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Su... | Katharine urged her, thinking of Mr. Basnett with his papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to ... | asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell him that," said Mary, controlling herself. "I believe I shall, though," said Katharine suddenly. "I lost my temper, Katharine; I shouldn t have said what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "Tha... | Night And Day |
she added, having to raise her voice a little, and shutting the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encour... | No speaker | belong to your society remember,"<|quote|>she added, having to raise her voice a little, and shutting the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquis... | door: "Remember, I want to belong to your society remember,"<|quote|>she added, having to raise her voice a little, and shutting the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Kathar... | down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, saying as she opened the door: "Remember, I want to belong to your society remember,"<|quote|>she added, having to raise her voic... | for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that emotion," she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that wa... | time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothi... | it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendsh... | papers in his hand. "You can t wander about the streets alone in those clothes," said Mary, but the desire to find a cab was not her true reason for standing beside Katharine for a minute or two. Unfortunately for her composure, Mr. Basnett and his papers seemed to her an incidental diversion of life s serious purpose ... | rashly and foolishly. "I can t wander about London discussing my feelings Here s a cab no, there s some one in it." "We don t want to quarrel," said Mary. "Ought I to have told him that I wouldn t be his friend?" Katharine asked. "Shall I tell him that? If so, what reason shall I give him?" "Of course you can t tell hi... | Night And Day |
"I ll go on where I left off," | Mr. Basnett | as she opened the door.<|quote|>"I ll go on where I left off,"</|quote|>he said. "Stop me if | Mr. Basnett raised his eyes as she opened the door.<|quote|>"I ll go on where I left off,"</|quote|>he said. "Stop me if you want anything explained." He | in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid footing if she were capable of reaching it. The knowledge gave her a faint sense of exaltation. Mr. Basnett raised his eyes as she opened the door.<|quote|>"I ll go on where I left off,"</|qu... | the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was cons... | three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that emotion," she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a ca... | them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of... | seen Ralph. "I believe I m jealous," said Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine w... | what I did." "The whole thing s foolish," said Katharine, peremptorily. "That s what I say. It s not worth it." She spoke with unnecessary vehemence, but it was not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the f... | Night And Day |
he said. | No speaker | on where I left off,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"Stop me if you want | the door. "I ll go on where I left off,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"Stop me if you want anything explained." He had been | Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid footing if she were capable of reaching it. The knowledge gave her a faint sense of exaltation. Mr. Basnett raised his eyes as she opened the door. "I ll go on where I left off,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"Stop me if you want anything e... | had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at ... | think you underrate the value of that emotion," she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, sayi... | of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that yo... | Mary. "Nonsense, Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said not... | illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down a... | Night And Day |
"Stop me if you want anything explained." | Mr. Basnett | I left off," he said.<|quote|>"Stop me if you want anything explained."</|quote|>He had been re-reading the | "I ll go on where I left off," he said.<|quote|>"Stop me if you want anything explained."</|quote|>He had been re-reading the document, and making pencil notes | sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid footing if she were capable of reaching it. The knowledge gave her a faint sense of exaltation. Mr. Basnett raised his eyes as she opened the door. "I ll go on where I left off," he said.<|quote|>"Stop me if you want anything explained."</|quote|>He... | lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top... | underrate the value of that emotion," she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, saying as she ... | detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should kn... | Mary," said Katharine, rather distractedly, taking her arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a... | dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the h... | Night And Day |
He had been re-reading the document, and making pencil notes in the margin while he waited, and he went on again as if there had been no interruption. Mary sat down among the flat cushions, lit another cigarette, and listened with a frown upon her face. Katharine leant back in the corner of the cab that carried her to ... | No speaker | if you want anything explained."<|quote|>He had been re-reading the document, and making pencil notes in the margin while he waited, and he went on again as if there had been no interruption. Mary sat down among the flat cushions, lit another cigarette, and listened with a frown upon her face. Katharine leant back in t... | off," he said. "Stop me if you want anything explained."<|quote|>He had been re-reading the document, and making pencil notes in the margin while he waited, and he went on again as if there had been no interruption. Mary sat down among the flat cushions, lit another cigarette, and listened with a frown upon her face. K... | with his documents, offered her solid footing if she were capable of reaching it. The knowledge gave her a faint sense of exaltation. Mr. Basnett raised his eyes as she opened the door. "I ll go on where I left off," he said. "Stop me if you want anything explained."<|quote|>He had been re-reading the document, and mak... | ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, o... | said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, saying as she opened the door: "Remember, I want to belo... | to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she added... | arm and beginning to walk up the street in the direction of the main road. "Let me see; we went to Kew, and we agreed to be friends. Yes, that s what happened." Mary was silent, in the hope that Katharine would tell her more. But Katharine said nothing. "It s not a question of friendship," Mary exclaimed, her anger ris... | moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounte... | Night And Day |
"Katharine!" | William Rodney | upon seeing her and stopped.<|quote|>"Katharine!"</|quote|>he exclaimed. "You ve been | He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped.<|quote|>"Katharine!"</|quote|>he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are | by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped.<|quote|>"Katharine!"</|quote|>he exclaimed. "You ve... | was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She... | conscious, too, of the sober and satisfactory nature of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought,... | having to raise her voice a little, and shutting the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herse... | not directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he ... | of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s ... | Night And Day |
he exclaimed. | No speaker | seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!"<|quote|>he exclaimed.</|quote|>"You ve been out?" he | gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!"<|quote|>he exclaimed.</|quote|>"You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still | step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!"<|quote|>he exclaimed.</|quote|>"You ve be... | herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She tho... | too, of the sober and satisfactory nature of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she he... | to raise her voice a little, and shutting the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as t... | directed against Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he fall... | she knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing hersel... | Night And Day |
"You ve been out?" | William Rodney | and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed.<|quote|>"You ve been out?"</|quote|>he asked. "Yes.... Are they | great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed.<|quote|>"You ve been out?"</|quote|>he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not | one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed.<|quote|>"You ve been out?"</|quote|>he... | Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as i... | the sober and satisfactory nature of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard soun... | her voice a little, and shutting the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she... | Mary Datchet. Their animosity had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me... | once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, saying as she opened the door: "Remember, I want to belong to your society remember," she added, having to raise her voice a little, a... | Night And Day |
he asked. | No speaker | exclaimed. "You ve been out?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"Yes.... Are they still up?" | her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and | banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"Yes.... A... | down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mo... | nature of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveline... | and shutting the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually makin... | had completely disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," s... | moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounte... | Night And Day |
"Yes.... Are they still up?" | Katharine Hilbery | ve been out?" he asked.<|quote|>"Yes.... Are they still up?"</|quote|>He did not answer, and | stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked.<|quote|>"Yes.... Are they still up?"</|quote|>He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room | guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked.<|quote|>"Yes.... Are they still up?"</|q... | stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of hig... | such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstair... | the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great ... | disappeared, and upon both of them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I be... | of the cab that carried her to Chelsea, conscious of fatigue, and conscious, too, of the sober and satisfactory nature of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone ... | Night And Day |
He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. | No speaker | "Yes.... Are they still up?"<|quote|>He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open.</|quote|>"It s been more wonderful | ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?"<|quote|>He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open.</|quote|>"It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," | looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?"<|quote|>He did not answer, and walked int... | that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it m... | just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she... | of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in clim... | them a cloud of difficulty and darkness rested, obscuring the future, in which they had both to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s n... | ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, o... | Night And Day |
"It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," | William Rodney | the door which stood open.<|quote|>"It s been more wonderful than I can tell you,"</|quote|>he said, "I m incredibly | into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open.<|quote|>"It s been more wonderful than I can tell you,"</|quote|>he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing | to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open.<|quote|>"It s been more wonderful t... | his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He... | herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were takin... | her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of t... | to find a way. "No, no, it s not worth it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughf... | top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that emotion," she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed anothe... | Night And Day |
he said, | No speaker | than I can tell you,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"I m incredibly happy" He | "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and | He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you,"<|quote|>he said,</|quote|>"I m incredibly ha... | some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped... | that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see ... | to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid foo... | it," Katharine repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses... | with a frown upon her face. Katharine leant back in the corner of the cab that carried her to Chelsea, conscious of fatigue, and conscious, too, of the sober and satisfactory nature of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly... | Night And Day |
"I m incredibly happy" | William Rodney | can tell you," he said,<|quote|>"I m incredibly happy"</|quote|>He was scarcely addressing her, | been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said,<|quote|>"I m incredibly happy"</|quote|>He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For | a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said,<|quote|>"I m incredibly happy"</|quote|>He ... | to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Kathari... | household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stair... | herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid footing if sh... | repeated. "Suppose, as you say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by... | said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, look... | Night And Day |
He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, | No speaker | said, "I m incredibly happy"<|quote|>He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly,</|quote|>"But tell me, how did | I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy"<|quote|>He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly,</|quote|>"But tell me, how did it seem to you? What | seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy"<|quote|>He was scarcely addressing her,... | down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "... | to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself i... | Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid footing if she were capable of reaching ... | say, it s out of the question this friendship; he falls in love with me. I don t want that. Still," she added, "I believe you exaggerate; love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the momen... | another cigarette, and listened with a frown upon her face. Katharine leant back in the corner of the cab that carried her to Chelsea, conscious of fatigue, and conscious, too, of the sober and satisfactory nature of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached ho... | Night And Day |
"But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" | William Rodney | Then he asked her quickly,<|quote|>"But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!"</|quote|>Before she could answer a | of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly,<|quote|>"But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!"</|quote|>Before she could answer a door opened on the landing | room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly,<|quote|>"But tell me, how did it seem to you? What... | high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door whic... | into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his li... | She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid footing if she were capable of reaching it. The knowledge gave her a faint sense of exaltation. Mr. Basnett raised his eyes as she opened the door. "I ll go on where I left off," he said. "Stop me if you want anyt... | love s not everything; marriage itself is only one of the things" They had reached the main thoroughfare, and stood looking at the omnibuses and passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extre... | She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the figure that was only partly lit up, standing in the street with a colorless face turned upwards. As Mary hesitated, a cab came by and Katharine turned and stopped it, saying as she opened the door: "Remember, I want to belong to your society remember," she add... | Night And Day |
Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone: | No speaker | likes me? Tell me, Katharine!"<|quote|>Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone:</|quote|>"Good night, Katharine. Go to | there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!"<|quote|>Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone:</|quote|>"Good night, Katharine. Go to bed n... | scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!"<|quote|>Before she could answer a door opened on t... | and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothi... | though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide h... | reaching it. The knowledge gave her a faint sense of exaltation. Mr. Basnett raised his eyes as she opened the door. "I ll go on where I left off," he said. "Stop me if you want anything explained." He had been re-reading the document, and making pencil notes in the margin while he waited, and he went on again as if th... | passers-by, who seemed, for the moment, to illustrate what Katharine had said of the diversity of human interests. For both of them it had become one of those moments of extreme detachment, when it seems unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcom... | rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in... | Night And Day |
"Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow." | William Rodney | loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone:<|quote|>"Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow."</|quote|>Next moment he was gone. | hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone:<|quote|>"Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow."</|quote|>Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found | did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone:<|quote|>"Good night, Ka... | more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes... | lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great s... | want anything explained." He had been re-reading the document, and making pencil notes in the margin while he waited, and he went on again as if there had been no interruption. Mary sat down among the flat cushions, lit another cigarette, and listened with a frown upon her face. Katharine leant back in the corner of th... | unnecessary ever again to shoulder the burden of happiness and self-assertive existence. Their neighbors were welcome to their possessions. "I don t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for c... | She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid footing if she were capable of reaching it. The knowledge gave her a faint sense of exalt... | Night And Day |
Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. | No speaker | be able to come to-morrow."<|quote|>Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphys... | soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow."<|quote|>Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, b... | opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone: "Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow."<|quote|>Next moment he was gone. S... | nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It distur... | hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her uncomfortable to witness any longer unseen. She stepped into the hall. He gave a great start upon seeing her and stopped. "Katharine!" he exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are ... | went on again as if there had been no interruption. Mary sat down among the flat cushions, lit another cigarette, and listened with a frown upon her face. Katharine leant back in the corner of the cab that carried her to Chelsea, conscious of fatigue, and conscious, too, of the sober and satisfactory nature of such ind... | t lay down any rules," said Mary, recovering herself first, as they turned after a long pause of this description. "All I say is that you should know what you re about for certain; but," she added, "I expect you do." At the same time she was profoundly perplexed, not only by what she knew of the arrangements for Kathar... | little, and shutting the door upon the rest of her words. Mary mounted the stairs step by step, as if she had to lift her body up an extremely steep ascent. She had had to wrench herself forcibly away from Katharine, and every step vanquished her desire. She held on grimly, encouraging herself as though she were actual... | Night And Day |
"What do you read in bed, Katharine?" | Cassandra Otway | bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics.<|quote|>"What do you read in bed, Katharine?"</|quote|>she asked, as they walked | she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics.<|quote|>"What do you read in bed, Katharine?"</|quote|>she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes | gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics.<|quote|>"What do you read in bed, Katharine?"</|qu... | above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone: "Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow." Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cas... | asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table sayin... | of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upst... | knew of the arrangements for Katharine s marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "... | heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was ... | Night And Day |
she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. | No speaker | you read in bed, Katharine?"<|quote|>she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side.</|quote|>"Sometimes one thing sometimes another," | biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?"<|quote|>she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side.</|quote|>"Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked | on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?"<|quote|>she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side.... | excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone: "Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow." Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three bo... | did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "... | witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew... | marriage, but by the impression which she had of her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with ... | exclaimed. "You ve been out?" he asked. "Yes.... Are they still up?" He did not answer, and walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood a... | Night And Day |
"Sometimes one thing sometimes another," | Katharine Hilbery | walked upstairs side by side.<|quote|>"Sometimes one thing sometimes another,"</|quote|>said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked | Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side.<|quote|>"Sometimes one thing sometimes another,"</|quote|>said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, | in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side.<|quote|>"Sometimes one thing sometimes another,"</|... | and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone: "Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow." Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a... | through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you thin... | When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound me... | her, there on her arm, dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted windo... | quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. F... | Night And Day |
said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. | No speaker | "Sometimes one thing sometimes another,"<|quote|>said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her.</|quote|>"D you know, you re | walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another,"<|quote|>said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her.</|quote|>"D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every | was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another,"<|quote|>said Katharine vaguely.... | and ostentatiously ordinary tone: "Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow." Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. S... | open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chan... | let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were t... | dark and inscrutable. They walked back again and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the h... | though she were actually making some great physical effort in climbing a height. She was conscious that Mr. Basnett, sitting at the top of the stairs with his documents, offered her solid footing if she were capable of reaching it. The knowledge gave her a faint sense of exaltation. Mr. Basnett raised his eyes as she o... | Night And Day |
"D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," | Cassandra Otway | vaguely. Cassandra looked at her.<|quote|>"D you know, you re extraordinarily queer,"</|quote|>she said. "Every one seems | thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her.<|quote|>"D you know, you re extraordinarily queer,"</|quote|>she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. | a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her.<|quote|>"D you k... | Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow." Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to... | I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Kathar... | could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she s... | and reached the steps which led up to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited f... | composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor ... | Night And Day |
she said. | No speaker | know, you re extraordinarily queer,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"Every one seems to me | looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it | could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer,"<|quote|>s... | you soon. I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow." Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biogr... | m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer... | was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though ... | to Mary s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircul... | walked into the ground-floor room through the door which stood open. "It s been more wonderful than I can tell you," he said, "I m incredibly happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did... | Night And Day |
"Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London." | Cassandra Otway | re extraordinarily queer," she said.<|quote|>"Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London."</|quote|>"Is William queer, too?" Katharine | her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said.<|quote|>"Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London."</|quote|>"Is William queer, too?" Katharine asked. "Well, I think he | tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said.<|quote|>"Ev... | I hope I shall be able to come to-morrow." Next moment he was gone. She went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or m... | happy" He was scarcely addressing her, and she said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opene... | gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was hers... | s flat. Here they stopped and paused for a moment, saying nothing. "You must go in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps... | liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a l... | Night And Day |
"Is William queer, too?" | Katharine Hilbery | s the effect of London."<|quote|>"Is William queer, too?"</|quote|>Katharine asked. "Well, I think | a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London."<|quote|>"Is William queer, too?"</|quote|>Katharine asked. "Well, I think he is a little," Cassandra | you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London."<|quote|>"Is William que... | went upstairs and found Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they wal... | at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He start... | heard sounds of unmistakable liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was ... | in," said Katharine, rousing herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused,... | nature of such industry as she had just witnessed. The thought of it composed and calmed her. When she reached home she let herself in as quietly as she could, in the hope that the household was already gone to bed. But her excursion had occupied less time than she thought, and she heard sounds of unmistakable liveline... | Night And Day |
Katharine asked. | No speaker | London." "Is William queer, too?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Well, I think he is | it s the effect of London." "Is William queer, too?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Well, I think he is a little," Cassandra replied. "Queer, | Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London." "Is William queer, too?"<|quote|>Kathari... | Cassandra on the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by sid... | a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapid... | liveliness upstairs. A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a l... | herself. "He s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine.... | For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed Willi... | Night And Day |
"Well, I think he is a little," | Cassandra Otway | William queer, too?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Well, I think he is a little,"</|quote|>Cassandra replied. "Queer, but very | the effect of London." "Is William queer, too?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Well, I think he is a little,"</|quote|>Cassandra replied. "Queer, but very fascinating. I shall read Milton | asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London." "Is William queer, too?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Well,... | the landing. She held two or three books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes... | saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into ... | A door opened, and she drew herself into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if ... | s waiting all this time to go on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you... | said nothing. For a moment they stood at opposite sides of a table saying nothing. Then he asked her quickly, "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It d... | Night And Day |
Cassandra replied. | No speaker | think he is a little,"<|quote|>Cassandra replied.</|quote|>"Queer, but very fascinating. I | too?" Katharine asked. "Well, I think he is a little,"<|quote|>Cassandra replied.</|quote|>"Queer, but very fascinating. I shall read Milton to-night. It | side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London." "Is William queer, too?" Katharine asked. "Well, I think he is a little,"<|quote|>Cassandra rep... | books in her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said... | "But tell me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatio... | into a ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his li... | on with his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that e... | door. "I ll go on where I left off," he said. "Stop me if you want anything explained." He had been re-reading the document, and making pencil notes in the margin while he waited, and he went on again as if there had been no interruption. Mary sat down among the flat cushions, lit another cigarette, and listened with a... | Night And Day |
"Queer, but very fascinating. I shall read Milton to-night. It s been one of the happiest nights of my life, Katharine," | Cassandra Otway | is a little," Cassandra replied.<|quote|>"Queer, but very fascinating. I shall read Milton to-night. It s been one of the happiest nights of my life, Katharine,"</|quote|>she added, looking with shy | asked. "Well, I think he is a little," Cassandra replied.<|quote|>"Queer, but very fascinating. I shall read Milton to-night. It s been one of the happiest nights of my life, Katharine,"</|quote|>she added, looking with shy devotion at her cousin s | one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London." "Is William queer, too?" Katharine asked. "Well, I think he is a little," Cassandra replied.<|quote|>"Queer, but... | her hand, and she was stooping to look at others in a little bookcase. She said that she could never tell which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharin... | me, how did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordin... | ground-floor room in case the sound meant that Mr. Peyton were taking his leave. From where she stood she could see the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips move... | his reading." She glanced up at the lighted window near the top of the house, and they both looked at it and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that emotion,"... | William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banisters to guide himself. She thought he looked as if he were in some mood of high exaltation, which it made her unco... | Night And Day |
she added, looking with shy devotion at her cousin s beautiful face. CHAPTER XXVII London, in the first days of spring, has buds that open and flowers that suddenly shake their petals white, purple, or crimson in competition with the display in the garden beds, although these city flowers are merely so many doors flung... | No speaker | nights of my life, Katharine,"<|quote|>she added, looking with shy devotion at her cousin s beautiful face. CHAPTER XXVII London, in the first days of spring, has buds that open and flowers that suddenly shake their petals white, purple, or crimson in competition with the display in the garden beds, although these city... | been one of the happiest nights of my life, Katharine,"<|quote|>she added, looking with shy devotion at her cousin s beautiful face. CHAPTER XXVII London, in the first days of spring, has buds that open and flowers that suddenly shake their petals white, purple, or crimson in competition with the display in the garden ... | one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London." "Is William queer, too?" Katharine asked. "Well, I think he is a little," Cassandra replied. "Queer, but very fascinating. I shall read Milton to-night. It s been one of the happiest nights of my life, Katharine,"<|quote|>she added, looking with shy de... | which book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems... | me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone: "Good night, Katharine. Go to bed now. I shall see you soon. I hope I shall be able to come... | the stairs, though she was herself invisible. Some one was coming down the stairs, and now she saw that it was William Rodney. He looked a little strange, as if he were walking in his sleep; his lips moved as if he were acting some part to himself. He came down very slowly, step by step, with one hand upon the banister... | and waited for a moment. A flight of semicircular steps ran up to the hall, and Mary slowly mounted the first two or three, and paused, looking down upon Katharine. "I think you underrate the value of that emotion," she said slowly, and a little awkwardly. She climbed another step and looked down once more upon the fig... | did it seem to you? What did you think, Katharine? Is there a chance that she likes me? Tell me, Katharine!" Before she could answer a door opened on the landing above and disturbed them. It disturbed William excessively. He started back, walked rapidly into the hall, and said in a loud and ostentatiously ordinary tone... | Night And Day |
"There s Ralph Denham!" | Katharine Hilbery | rapidly in the same direction.<|quote|>"There s Ralph Denham!"</|quote|>she exclaimed. "I told him | young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction.<|quote|>"There s Ralph Denham!"</|quote|>she exclaimed. "I told him to meet us here," she | the psychology of animals, and still knew something about inherited characteristics. On Sunday afternoon, therefore, Katharine, Cassandra, and William Rodney drove off to the Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction... | thus promised to bear some bright illumination in its sober text. But Sunday approached. The day is usually dedicated to Nature. The weather was almost kindly enough for an expedition. But Cassandra rejected Hampton Court, Greenwich, Richmond, and Kew in favor of the Zoological Gardens. She had once trifled with the ps... | and thumb and breathing so evenly that the necklaces, which rise and fall upon their breasts, seem to represent some elemental force, such as the waves upon the ocean of humanity, concluded, a little smilingly, that she would do. They meant that she would in all probability marry some young man whose mother they respec... | to their dining-rooms, say, once a month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner, shared by most of the people who lived in these houses, seemed to indicate that whether it was a question of art, music, or government, they were well within the gates, and could smile indulgently at the vast mass of humanity whic... | book she wanted to read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me... | think the world one great bazaar, with banners fluttering and divans heaped with spoils from every quarter of the globe for their delight. As Cassandra Otway went about London provided with shillings that opened turnstiles, or more often with large white cards that disregarded turnstiles, the city seemed to her the mos... | Night And Day |
she exclaimed. | No speaker | direction. "There s Ralph Denham!"<|quote|>she exclaimed.</|quote|>"I told him to meet | walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!"<|quote|>she exclaimed.</|quote|>"I told him to meet us here," she added. She | and still knew something about inherited characteristics. On Sunday afternoon, therefore, Katharine, Cassandra, and William Rodney drove off to the Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!"<|... | some bright illumination in its sober text. But Sunday approached. The day is usually dedicated to Nature. The weather was almost kindly enough for an expedition. But Cassandra rejected Hampton Court, Greenwich, Richmond, and Kew in favor of the Zoological Gardens. She had once trifled with the psychology of animals, a... | so evenly that the necklaces, which rise and fall upon their breasts, seem to represent some elemental force, such as the waves upon the ocean of humanity, concluded, a little smilingly, that she would do. They meant that she would in all probability marry some young man whose mother they respected. William Rodney was ... | once a month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner, shared by most of the people who lived in these houses, seemed to indicate that whether it was a question of art, music, or government, they were well within the gates, and could smile indulgently at the vast mass of humanity which is forced to wait and stru... | read in bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. Pe... | and thumb and breathing so evenly that the necklaces, which rise and fall upon their breasts, seem to represent some elemental force, such as the waves upon the ocean of humanity, concluded, a little smilingly, that she would do. They meant that she would in all probability marry some young man whose mother they respec... | Night And Day |
"I told him to meet us here," | Katharine Hilbery | s Ralph Denham!" she exclaimed.<|quote|>"I told him to meet us here,"</|quote|>she added. She had even | in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!" she exclaimed.<|quote|>"I told him to meet us here,"</|quote|>she added. She had even come provided with a ticket | knew something about inherited characteristics. On Sunday afternoon, therefore, Katharine, Cassandra, and William Rodney drove off to the Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!" she exclaim... | illumination in its sober text. But Sunday approached. The day is usually dedicated to Nature. The weather was almost kindly enough for an expedition. But Cassandra rejected Hampton Court, Greenwich, Richmond, and Kew in favor of the Zoological Gardens. She had once trifled with the psychology of animals, and still kne... | that the necklaces, which rise and fall upon their breasts, seem to represent some elemental force, such as the waves upon the ocean of humanity, concluded, a little smilingly, that she would do. They meant that she would in all probability marry some young man whose mother they respected. William Rodney was fertile in... | month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner, shared by most of the people who lived in these houses, seemed to indicate that whether it was a question of art, music, or government, they were well within the gates, and could smile indulgently at the vast mass of humanity which is forced to wait and struggle, a... | bed, poetry, biography, or metaphysics. "What do you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it... | number of houses which, within a certain area, lit their lamps at night, opened their doors after 3 p. m., and admitted the Hilberys to their dining-rooms, say, once a month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner, shared by most of the people who lived in these houses, seemed to indicate that whether it was a ... | Night And Day |
she added. She had even come provided with a ticket for him. William s objection that he would not be admitted was, therefore, silenced directly. But the way in which the two men greeted each other was significant of what was going to happen. As soon as they had admired the little birds in the large cage William and Ca... | No speaker | him to meet us here,"<|quote|>she added. She had even come provided with a ticket for him. William s objection that he would not be admitted was, therefore, silenced directly. But the way in which the two men greeted each other was significant of what was going to happen. As soon as they had admired the little birds in... | Denham!" she exclaimed. "I told him to meet us here,"<|quote|>she added. She had even come provided with a ticket for him. William s objection that he would not be admitted was, therefore, silenced directly. But the way in which the two men greeted each other was significant of what was going to happen. As soon as they... | afternoon, therefore, Katharine, Cassandra, and William Rodney drove off to the Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!" she exclaimed. "I told him to meet us here,"<|quote|>she added. She h... | approached. The day is usually dedicated to Nature. The weather was almost kindly enough for an expedition. But Cassandra rejected Hampton Court, Greenwich, Richmond, and Kew in favor of the Zoological Gardens. She had once trifled with the psychology of animals, and still knew something about inherited characteristics... | upon their breasts, seem to represent some elemental force, such as the waves upon the ocean of humanity, concluded, a little smilingly, that she would do. They meant that she would in all probability marry some young man whose mother they respected. William Rodney was fertile in suggestions. He knew of little gallerie... | manner, shared by most of the people who lived in these houses, seemed to indicate that whether it was a question of art, music, or government, they were well within the gates, and could smile indulgently at the vast mass of humanity which is forced to wait and struggle, and pay for entrance with common coin at the doo... | you read in bed, Katharine?" she asked, as they walked upstairs side by side. "Sometimes one thing sometimes another," said Katharine vaguely. Cassandra looked at her. "D you know, you re extraordinarily queer," she said. "Every one seems to me a little queer. Perhaps it s the effect of London." "Is William queer, too?... | young, and those who are ignorant, to think the world one great bazaar, with banners fluttering and divans heaped with spoils from every quarter of the globe for their delight. As Cassandra Otway went about London provided with shillings that opened turnstiles, or more often with large white cards that disregarded turn... | Night And Day |
"One of Katharine s friends," | William Rodney | invited Denham to meet them.<|quote|>"One of Katharine s friends,"</|quote|>he said rather sharply. It | told him that she had invited Denham to meet them.<|quote|>"One of Katharine s friends,"</|quote|>he said rather sharply. It was clear that he was | lagged behind, and Ralph and Katharine pressed on rather in advance. It was an arrangement in which William took his part, and one that suited his convenience, but he was annoyed all the same. He thought that Katharine should have told him that she had invited Denham to meet them.<|quote|>"One of Katharine s friends,"<... | for him. William s objection that he would not be admitted was, therefore, silenced directly. But the way in which the two men greeted each other was significant of what was going to happen. As soon as they had admired the little birds in the large cage William and Cassandra lagged behind, and Ralph and Katharine press... | was almost kindly enough for an expedition. But Cassandra rejected Hampton Court, Greenwich, Richmond, and Kew in favor of the Zoological Gardens. She had once trifled with the psychology of animals, and still knew something about inherited characteristics. On Sunday afternoon, therefore, Katharine, Cassandra, and Will... | the compliment of believing that there was meaning in what they said. For the sake of the light in her eager eyes, much crudity of expression and some untidiness of person were forgiven her. It was generally felt that, given a year or two of experience, introduced to good dressmakers, and preserved from bad influences,... | open and flowers that suddenly shake their petals white, purple, or crimson in competition with the display in the garden beds, although these city flowers are merely so many doors flung wide in Bond Street and the neighborhood, inviting you to look at a picture, or hear a symphony, or merely crowd and crush yourself a... | of believing that there was meaning in what they said. For the sake of the light in her eager eyes, much crudity of expression and some untidiness of person were forgiven her. It was generally felt that, given a year or two of experience, introduced to good dressmakers, and preserved from bad influences, she would be a... | Night And Day |
he said rather sharply. It was clear that he was irritated, and Cassandra felt for his annoyance. They were standing by the pen of some Oriental hog, and she was prodding the brute gently with the point of her umbrella, when a thousand little observations seemed, in some way, to collect in one center. The center was on... | No speaker | "One of Katharine s friends,"<|quote|>he said rather sharply. It was clear that he was irritated, and Cassandra felt for his annoyance. They were standing by the pen of some Oriental hog, and she was prodding the brute gently with the point of her umbrella, when a thousand little observations seemed, in some way, to co... | invited Denham to meet them. "One of Katharine s friends,"<|quote|>he said rather sharply. It was clear that he was irritated, and Cassandra felt for his annoyance. They were standing by the pen of some Oriental hog, and she was prodding the brute gently with the point of her umbrella, when a thousand little observatio... | Katharine pressed on rather in advance. It was an arrangement in which William took his part, and one that suited his convenience, but he was annoyed all the same. He thought that Katharine should have told him that she had invited Denham to meet them. "One of Katharine s friends,"<|quote|>he said rather sharply. It wa... | that he would not be admitted was, therefore, silenced directly. But the way in which the two men greeted each other was significant of what was going to happen. As soon as they had admired the little birds in the large cage William and Cassandra lagged behind, and Ralph and Katharine pressed on rather in advance. It w... | an expedition. But Cassandra rejected Hampton Court, Greenwich, Richmond, and Kew in favor of the Zoological Gardens. She had once trifled with the psychology of animals, and still knew something about inherited characteristics. On Sunday afternoon, therefore, Katharine, Cassandra, and William Rodney drove off to the Z... | there was meaning in what they said. For the sake of the light in her eager eyes, much crudity of expression and some untidiness of person were forgiven her. It was generally felt that, given a year or two of experience, introduced to good dressmakers, and preserved from bad influences, she would be an acquisition. Tho... | shake their petals white, purple, or crimson in competition with the display in the garden beds, although these city flowers are merely so many doors flung wide in Bond Street and the neighborhood, inviting you to look at a picture, or hear a symphony, or merely crowd and crush yourself among all sorts of vocal, excita... | in his rooms afterwards. Each one of her fourteen days thus promised to bear some bright illumination in its sober text. But Sunday approached. The day is usually dedicated to Nature. The weather was almost kindly enough for an expedition. But Cassandra rejected Hampton Court, Greenwich, Richmond, and Kew in favor of t... | Night And Day |
"What have you been doing since we met?" | Ralph Denham | cages served instead of speech.<|quote|>"What have you been doing since we met?"</|quote|>Ralph asked at length. "Doing?" | the occupants of the different cages served instead of speech.<|quote|>"What have you been doing since we met?"</|quote|>Ralph asked at length. "Doing?" she pondered. "Walking in and | spoil the game. Or was it not rather that she had ceased to play at being grown-up, and was conscious, suddenly, that she was alarmingly mature and in earnest? There was still unbroken silence between Katharine and Ralph Denham, but the occupants of the different cages served instead of speech.<|quote|>"What have you b... | recurrence of blue eyes and brown, and became instantly engrossed in her feelings as a woman who could administer consolation, and she hoped that Katharine would keep ahead with Mr. Denham, as a child who plays at being grown-up hopes that her mother won t come in just yet, and spoil the game. Or was it not rather that... | the brute gently with the point of her umbrella, when a thousand little observations seemed, in some way, to collect in one center. The center was one of intense and curious emotion. Were they happy? She dismissed the question as she asked it, scorning herself for applying such simple measures to the rare and splendid ... | inherited characteristics. On Sunday afternoon, therefore, Katharine, Cassandra, and William Rodney drove off to the Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!" she exclaimed. "I told him to me... | Hilberys, as the saying is, "knew every one," and that arrogant claim was certainly upheld by the number of houses which, within a certain area, lit their lamps at night, opened their doors after 3 p. m., and admitted the Hilberys to their dining-rooms, say, once a month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner,... | Katharine and Cassandra, and to give them tea or dinner or supper in his rooms afterwards. Each one of her fourteen days thus promised to bear some bright illumination in its sober text. But Sunday approached. The day is usually dedicated to Nature. The weather was almost kindly enough for an expedition. But Cassandra ... | Night And Day |
Ralph asked at length. | No speaker | been doing since we met?"<|quote|>Ralph asked at length.</|quote|>"Doing?" she pondered. "Walking in | of speech. "What have you been doing since we met?"<|quote|>Ralph asked at length.</|quote|>"Doing?" she pondered. "Walking in and out of other people | that she had ceased to play at being grown-up, and was conscious, suddenly, that she was alarmingly mature and in earnest? There was still unbroken silence between Katharine and Ralph Denham, but the occupants of the different cages served instead of speech. "What have you been doing since we met?"<|quote|>Ralph asked ... | instantly engrossed in her feelings as a woman who could administer consolation, and she hoped that Katharine would keep ahead with Mr. Denham, as a child who plays at being grown-up hopes that her mother won t come in just yet, and spoil the game. Or was it not rather that she had ceased to play at being grown-up, and... | umbrella, when a thousand little observations seemed, in some way, to collect in one center. The center was one of intense and curious emotion. Were they happy? She dismissed the question as she asked it, scorning herself for applying such simple measures to the rare and splendid emotions of so unique a couple. Neverth... | and William Rodney drove off to the Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!" she exclaimed. "I told him to meet us here," she added. She had even come provided with a ticket for him. William... | and that arrogant claim was certainly upheld by the number of houses which, within a certain area, lit their lamps at night, opened their doors after 3 p. m., and admitted the Hilberys to their dining-rooms, say, once a month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner, shared by most of the people who lived in the... | concluded, a little smilingly, that she would do. They meant that she would in all probability marry some young man whose mother they respected. William Rodney was fertile in suggestions. He knew of little galleries, and select concerts, and private performances, and somehow made time to meet Katharine and Cassandra, a... | Night And Day |
"Doing?" | Katharine Hilbery | met?" Ralph asked at length.<|quote|>"Doing?"</|quote|>she pondered. "Walking in and | you been doing since we met?" Ralph asked at length.<|quote|>"Doing?"</|quote|>she pondered. "Walking in and out of other people s | to play at being grown-up, and was conscious, suddenly, that she was alarmingly mature and in earnest? There was still unbroken silence between Katharine and Ralph Denham, but the occupants of the different cages served instead of speech. "What have you been doing since we met?" Ralph asked at length.<|quote|>"Doing?"<... | feelings as a woman who could administer consolation, and she hoped that Katharine would keep ahead with Mr. Denham, as a child who plays at being grown-up hopes that her mother won t come in just yet, and spoil the game. Or was it not rather that she had ceased to play at being grown-up, and was conscious, suddenly, t... | little observations seemed, in some way, to collect in one center. The center was one of intense and curious emotion. Were they happy? She dismissed the question as she asked it, scorning herself for applying such simple measures to the rare and splendid emotions of so unique a couple. Nevertheless, her manner became i... | off to the Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!" she exclaimed. "I told him to meet us here," she added. She had even come provided with a ticket for him. William s objection that he woul... | was certainly upheld by the number of houses which, within a certain area, lit their lamps at night, opened their doors after 3 p. m., and admitted the Hilberys to their dining-rooms, say, once a month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner, shared by most of the people who lived in these houses, seemed to ind... | concerts, and private performances, and somehow made time to meet Katharine and Cassandra, and to give them tea or dinner or supper in his rooms afterwards. Each one of her fourteen days thus promised to bear some bright illumination in its sober text. But Sunday approached. The day is usually dedicated to Nature. The ... | Night And Day |
she pondered. | No speaker | Ralph asked at length. "Doing?"<|quote|>she pondered.</|quote|>"Walking in and out of | been doing since we met?" Ralph asked at length. "Doing?"<|quote|>she pondered.</|quote|>"Walking in and out of other people s houses. I | play at being grown-up, and was conscious, suddenly, that she was alarmingly mature and in earnest? There was still unbroken silence between Katharine and Ralph Denham, but the occupants of the different cages served instead of speech. "What have you been doing since we met?" Ralph asked at length. "Doing?"<|quote|>she... | as a woman who could administer consolation, and she hoped that Katharine would keep ahead with Mr. Denham, as a child who plays at being grown-up hopes that her mother won t come in just yet, and spoil the game. Or was it not rather that she had ceased to play at being grown-up, and was conscious, suddenly, that she w... | observations seemed, in some way, to collect in one center. The center was one of intense and curious emotion. Were they happy? She dismissed the question as she asked it, scorning herself for applying such simple measures to the rare and splendid emotions of so unique a couple. Nevertheless, her manner became immediat... | to the Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!" she exclaimed. "I told him to meet us here," she added. She had even come provided with a ticket for him. William s objection that he would no... | certainly upheld by the number of houses which, within a certain area, lit their lamps at night, opened their doors after 3 p. m., and admitted the Hilberys to their dining-rooms, say, once a month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner, shared by most of the people who lived in these houses, seemed to indicat... | elderly ladies, who sit on the edge of ballrooms sampling the stuff of humanity between finger and thumb and breathing so evenly that the necklaces, which rise and fall upon their breasts, seem to represent some elemental force, such as the waves upon the ocean of humanity, concluded, a little smilingly, that she would... | Night And Day |
"Walking in and out of other people s houses. I wonder if these animals are happy?" | Katharine Hilbery | at length. "Doing?" she pondered.<|quote|>"Walking in and out of other people s houses. I wonder if these animals are happy?"</|quote|>she speculated, stopping before a | since we met?" Ralph asked at length. "Doing?" she pondered.<|quote|>"Walking in and out of other people s houses. I wonder if these animals are happy?"</|quote|>she speculated, stopping before a gray bear, who was philosophically | being grown-up, and was conscious, suddenly, that she was alarmingly mature and in earnest? There was still unbroken silence between Katharine and Ralph Denham, but the occupants of the different cages served instead of speech. "What have you been doing since we met?" Ralph asked at length. "Doing?" she pondered.<|quot... | woman who could administer consolation, and she hoped that Katharine would keep ahead with Mr. Denham, as a child who plays at being grown-up hopes that her mother won t come in just yet, and spoil the game. Or was it not rather that she had ceased to play at being grown-up, and was conscious, suddenly, that she was al... | in some way, to collect in one center. The center was one of intense and curious emotion. Were they happy? She dismissed the question as she asked it, scorning herself for applying such simple measures to the rare and splendid emotions of so unique a couple. Nevertheless, her manner became immediately different, as if,... | Zoo. As their cab approached the entrance, Katharine bent forward and waved her hand to a young man who was walking rapidly in the same direction. "There s Ralph Denham!" she exclaimed. "I told him to meet us here," she added. She had even come provided with a ticket for him. William s objection that he would not be ad... | by the number of houses which, within a certain area, lit their lamps at night, opened their doors after 3 p. m., and admitted the Hilberys to their dining-rooms, say, once a month. An indefinable freedom and authority of manner, shared by most of the people who lived in these houses, seemed to indicate that whether it... | breasts, seem to represent some elemental force, such as the waves upon the ocean of humanity, concluded, a little smilingly, that she would do. They meant that she would in all probability marry some young man whose mother they respected. William Rodney was fertile in suggestions. He knew of little galleries, and sele... | Night And Day |
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