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"There s always work," | Mary Datchet | she was indignant with Katharine.<|quote|>"There s always work,"</|quote|>she said, a little aggressively. | of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine.<|quote|>"There s always work,"</|quote|>she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you | to make amends now for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine.<|quote|>"There s always work,"</|quote|>she said, a litt... | me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the pas... | her to assail Ralph with questions, to force him to confide in her, and to enjoy once more his intimacy. But she rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, ... | represent his deepest feelings. He felt a little contempt for himself at having spoken thus; but somehow he had been forced into speech. "Do sit down," said Mary suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d ra... | he writes that letter to Judson. You re too busy, I suppose, to come on to our committee?" She spoke in the most impersonal manner. "I may be out of town," Ralph replied, with equal distance of manner. "Our executive meets every week, of course," she observed. "But some of our members don t come more than once a month.... | but somehow he had been forced into speech. "Do sit down," said Mary suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name? Katharine Hilbery." "But she s engaged" "To Rodney. They re ... | Night And Day |
she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. | No speaker | Katharine. "There s always work,"<|quote|>she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly.</|quote|>"Do you want to be | different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work,"<|quote|>she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly.</|quote|>"Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, | for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work,"<|quote|>she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved... | spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she ... | with questions, to force him to confide in her, and to enjoy once more his intimacy. But she rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no... | He felt a little contempt for himself at having spoken thus; but somehow he had been forced into speech. "Do sit down," said Mary suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name?... | to Judson. You re too busy, I suppose, to come on to our committee?" She spoke in the most impersonal manner. "I may be out of town," Ralph replied, with equal distance of manner. "Our executive meets every week, of course," she observed. "But some of our members don t come more than once a month. Members of Parliament... | gaze. Then, as if she could look no longer, she leant back in her chair, and half closed her eyes. The distance between them hurt her terribly; one thing after another came into her mind, tempting her to assail Ralph with questions, to force him to confide in her, and to enjoy once more his intimacy. But she rejected e... | Night And Day |
"Do you want to be working now?" | Ralph Denham | little aggressively. Ralph moved directly.<|quote|>"Do you want to be working now?"</|quote|>he asked. "No, no. It | always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly.<|quote|>"Do you want to be working now?"</|quote|>he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I | rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly.<|quote|>"Do you want to be working no... | person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; b... | her, and to enjoy once more his intimacy. But she rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that ... | having spoken thus; but somehow he had been forced into speech. "Do sit down," said Mary suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name? Katharine Hilbery." "But she s engaged" ... | to come on to our committee?" She spoke in the most impersonal manner. "I may be out of town," Ralph replied, with equal distance of manner. "Our executive meets every week, of course," she observed. "But some of our members don t come more than once a month. Members of Parliament are the worst; it was a mistake, I thi... | "I suppose I m in love. Anyhow, I m out of my mind. I can t think, I can t work, I don t care a hang for anything in the world. Good Heavens, Mary! I m in torment! One moment I m happy; next I m miserable. I hate her for half an hour; then I d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don t know... | Night And Day |
he asked. | No speaker | want to be working now?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No, no. It s Sunday," | Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking | against him; but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No, no. It s... | added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; but rather of a deep pity for one cond... | intimacy. But she rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked g... | been forced into speech. "Do sit down," said Mary suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name? Katharine Hilbery." "But she s engaged" "To Rodney. They re to be married in Se... | spoke in the most impersonal manner. "I may be out of town," Ralph replied, with equal distance of manner. "Our executive meets every week, of course," she observed. "But some of our members don t come more than once a month. Members of Parliament are the worst; it was a mistake, I think, to ask them." She went on sewi... | t know what I feel, or why I feel it; it s insanity, and yet it s perfectly reasonable. Can you make any sense of it? Can you see what s happened? I m raving, I know; don t listen, Mary; go on with your work." He rose and began, as usual, to pace up and down the room. He knew that what he had just said bore very little... | Night And Day |
"No, no. It s Sunday," | Mary Datchet | be working now?" he asked.<|quote|>"No, no. It s Sunday,"</|quote|>she replied. "I was thinking | directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked.<|quote|>"No, no. It s Sunday,"</|quote|>she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t | but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked.<|quote|>"No, no. It s Sunday,"</|quote|>she... | he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suff... | she rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and eve... | into speech. "Do sit down," said Mary suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name? Katharine Hilbery." "But she s engaged" "To Rodney. They re to be married in September." "I... | the most impersonal manner. "I may be out of town," Ralph replied, with equal distance of manner. "Our executive meets every week, of course," she observed. "But some of our members don t come more than once a month. Members of Parliament are the worst; it was a mistake, I think, to ask them." She went on sewing in sil... | presence acted upon him like a very strong magnet, drawing from him certain expressions which were not those he made use of when he spoke to himself, nor did they represent his deepest feelings. He felt a little contempt for himself at having spoken thus; but somehow he had been forced into speech. "Do sit down," said ... | Night And Day |
she replied. | No speaker | "No, no. It s Sunday,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"I was thinking of Katharine. | be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about | pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"I was thin... | was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in... | she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You... | said Mary suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name? Katharine Hilbery." "But she s engaged" "To Rodney. They re to be married in September." "I see," said Mary. But in tru... | may be out of town," Ralph replied, with equal distance of manner. "Our executive meets every week, of course," she observed. "But some of our members don t come more than once a month. Members of Parliament are the worst; it was a mistake, I think, to ask them." She went on sewing in silence. "You ve not taken your qu... | force him to confide in her, and to enjoy once more his intimacy. But she rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. ... | Night And Day |
"I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." | Mary Datchet | It s Sunday," she replied.<|quote|>"I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that."</|quote|>"There are other things, aren | now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied.<|quote|>"I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that."</|quote|>"There are other things, aren t there?" h... | one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied.<|quote|>"I was thinking of Katharine.... | to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case o... | not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see... | suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name? Katharine Hilbery." "But she s engaged" "To Rodney. They re to be married in September." "I see," said Mary. But in truth the cal... | out of town," Ralph replied, with equal distance of manner. "Our executive meets every week, of course," she observed. "But some of our members don t come more than once a month. Members of Parliament are the worst; it was a mistake, I think, to ask them." She went on sewing in silence. "You ve not taken your quinine,"... | more his intimacy. But she rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" sh... | Night And Day |
"There are other things, aren t there?" | Ralph Denham | I m sure of that."<|quote|>"There are other things, aren t there?"</|quote|>he hesitated. "Nothing that one | the thing that saves one I m sure of that."<|quote|>"There are other things, aren t there?"</|quote|>he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. | no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that."<|quote|>"There are other things, aren t there?"</|quote|>he hesitated. "Nothing... | rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thin... | do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She ... | re to be married in September." "I see," said Mary. But in truth the calm of his manner, now that he was sitting down once more, wrapt her in the presence of something which she felt to be so strong, so mysterious, so incalculable, that she scarcely dared to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was ... | to ask them." She went on sewing in silence. "You ve not taken your quinine," she said, looking up and seeing the tabloids upon the mantelpiece. "I don t want it," said Ralph shortly. "Well, you know best," she replied tranquilly. "Mary, I m a brute!" he exclaimed. "Here I come and waste your time, and do nothing but m... | to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, with a kind of awe in her face, her lips slightly parted, and her brows raised. He was apparently quite unconscious of her gaze. Then, as if she could look no longer, she leant back in her chair, and half closed ... | Night And Day |
he hesitated. | No speaker | other things, aren t there?"<|quote|>he hesitated.</|quote|>"Nothing that one can count | sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?"<|quote|>he hesitated.</|quote|>"Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, | was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?"<|quote|>he hesitated.</|quote|>"Nothing that one can count upon," she ret... | condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t... | even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke ... | see," said Mary. But in truth the calm of his manner, now that he was sitting down once more, wrapt her in the presence of something which she felt to be so strong, so mysterious, so incalculable, that she scarcely dared to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph ... | in silence. "You ve not taken your quinine," she said, looking up and seeing the tabloids upon the mantelpiece. "I don t want it," said Ralph shortly. "Well, you know best," she replied tranquilly. "Mary, I m a brute!" he exclaimed. "Here I come and waste your time, and do nothing but make myself disagreeable." "A cold... | perfectly reasonable. Can you make any sense of it? Can you see what s happened? I m raving, I know; don t listen, Mary; go on with your work." He rose and began, as usual, to pace up and down the room. He knew that what he had just said bore very little resemblance to what he felt, for Mary s presence acted upon him l... | Night And Day |
"Nothing that one can count upon," | Mary Datchet | aren t there?" he hesitated.<|quote|>"Nothing that one can count upon,"</|quote|>she returned. "After all, other | that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated.<|quote|>"Nothing that one can count upon,"</|quote|>she returned. "After all, other people" she stopped, but forced | of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated.<|quote|>"Nothing that one can count upon,"</|quote|>she returned. "After... | suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand a... | courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine ... | Mary. But in truth the calm of his manner, now that he was sitting down once more, wrapt her in the presence of something which she felt to be so strong, so mysterious, so incalculable, that she scarcely dared to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, wi... | "You ve not taken your quinine," she said, looking up and seeing the tabloids upon the mantelpiece. "I don t want it," said Ralph shortly. "Well, you know best," she replied tranquilly. "Mary, I m a brute!" he exclaimed. "Here I come and waste your time, and do nothing but make myself disagreeable." "A cold coming on d... | and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she ad... | Night And Day |
she returned. | No speaker | that one can count upon,"<|quote|>she returned.</|quote|>"After all, other people" she | t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon,"<|quote|>she returned.</|quote|>"After all, other people" she stopped, but forced herself to | about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon,"<|quote|>she returned.</|quote|>"After all, other people" she stopped, but ... | in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. S... | her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced ... | of his manner, now that he was sitting down once more, wrapt her in the presence of something which she felt to be so strong, so mysterious, so incalculable, that she scarcely dared to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, with a kind of awe in her face... | she said, looking up and seeing the tabloids upon the mantelpiece. "I don t want it," said Ralph shortly. "Well, you know best," she replied tranquilly. "Mary, I m a brute!" he exclaimed. "Here I come and waste your time, and do nothing but make myself disagreeable." "A cold coming on does make one feel wretched," she ... | spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name? Katharine Hilbery." "But she s engaged" "To Rodney. They re to be married in September." "I see," said Mary. But in truth the calm of his manner, now that he wa... | Night And Day |
"After all, other people" | Mary Datchet | can count upon," she returned.<|quote|>"After all, other people"</|quote|>she stopped, but forced herself | he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned.<|quote|>"After all, other people"</|quote|>she stopped, but forced herself to go on. "Where should | She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned.<|quote|>"After all, other people"</|quote|>she stopped, but forced herse... | case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She does... | that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself ... | manner, now that he was sitting down once more, wrapt her in the presence of something which she felt to be so strong, so mysterious, so incalculable, that she scarcely dared to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, with a kind of awe in her face, her l... | looking up and seeing the tabloids upon the mantelpiece. "I don t want it," said Ralph shortly. "Well, you know best," she replied tranquilly. "Mary, I m a brute!" he exclaimed. "Here I come and waste your time, and do nothing but make myself disagreeable." "A cold coming on does make one feel wretched," she replied. "... | spoken thus; but somehow he had been forced into speech. "Do sit down," said Mary suddenly. "You make me so" She spoke with unusual irritability, and Ralph, noticing it with surprise, sat down at once. "You haven t told me her name you d rather not, I suppose?" "Her name? Katharine Hilbery." "But she s engaged" "To Rod... | Night And Day |
she stopped, but forced herself to go on. | No speaker | returned. "After all, other people"<|quote|>she stopped, but forced herself to go on.</|quote|>"Where should I be now | one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people"<|quote|>she stopped, but forced herself to go on.</|quote|>"Where should I be now if I hadn t got | to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people"<|quote|>she stopped, but forced herself to go on.</|quote|>"Wh... | was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is... | I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends n... | was sitting down once more, wrapt her in the presence of something which she felt to be so strong, so mysterious, so incalculable, that she scarcely dared to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, with a kind of awe in her face, her lips slightly parted,... | the tabloids upon the mantelpiece. "I don t want it," said Ralph shortly. "Well, you know best," she replied tranquilly. "Mary, I m a brute!" he exclaimed. "Here I come and waste your time, and do nothing but make myself disagreeable." "A cold coming on does make one feel wretched," she replied. "I ve not got a cold. T... | mind, tempting her to assail Ralph with questions, to force him to confide in her, and to enjoy once more his intimacy. But she rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignifi... | Night And Day |
"Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go to my office every day? Thousands of people would tell you the same thing thousands of women. I tell you, work is the only thing that saved me, Ralph." | Mary Datchet | forced herself to go on.<|quote|>"Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go to my office every day? Thousands of people would tell you the same thing thousands of women. I tell you, work is the only thing that saved me, Ralph."</|quote|>He set his mouth, as | other people" she stopped, but forced herself to go on.<|quote|>"Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go to my office every day? Thousands of people would tell you the same thing thousands of women. I tell you, work is the only thing that saved me, Ralph."</|quote|>He set his mouth, as if her words rained blows | I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people" she stopped, but forced herself to go on.<|quote|>"Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go to... | s always work," she said, a little aggressively. Ralph moved directly. "Do you want to be working now?" he asked. "No, no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the ... | Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. A... | the presence of something which she felt to be so strong, so mysterious, so incalculable, that she scarcely dared to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, with a kind of awe in her face, her lips slightly parted, and her brows raised. He was apparently ... | want it," said Ralph shortly. "Well, you know best," she replied tranquilly. "Mary, I m a brute!" he exclaimed. "Here I come and waste your time, and do nothing but make myself disagreeable." "A cold coming on does make one feel wretched," she replied. "I ve not got a cold. That was a lie. There s nothing the matter wi... | or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, with a kind of awe in her face, her lips slightly parted, and her brows raised. He was apparently quite unconscious of her gaze. Then, as if she could look no longer, she leant back in her chair, and half closed her eyes. The distance between them hur... | Night And Day |
He set his mouth, as if her words rained blows on him; he looked as if he had made up his mind to bear anything she might say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Before she reached the door she turned b... | No speaker | thing that saved me, Ralph."<|quote|>He set his mouth, as if her words rained blows on him; he looked as if he had made up his mind to bear anything she might say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Bef... | you, work is the only thing that saved me, Ralph."<|quote|>He set his mouth, as if her words rained blows on him; he looked as if he had made up his mind to bear anything she might say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something f... | people" she stopped, but forced herself to go on. "Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go to my office every day? Thousands of people would tell you the same thing thousands of women. I tell you, work is the only thing that saved me, Ralph."<|quote|>He set his mouth, as if her words rained blows on him; he looked ... | had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people" she stopped, but forced herself to go on. "Where should I ... | s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. At any rate, she was conscious of no anger against him; but rather of a deep pity for one condemned to suffer as she had suffered. But in the case of Katharine it was different; she was indignant with Katharine. "There s alw... | a kind of awe in her face, her lips slightly parted, and her brows raised. He was apparently quite unconscious of her gaze. Then, as if she could look no longer, she leant back in her chair, and half closed her eyes. The distance between them hurt her terribly; one thing after another came into her mind, tempting her t... | wretched," she replied. "I ve not got a cold. That was a lie. There s nothing the matter with me. I m mad, I suppose. I ought to have had the decency to keep away. But I wanted to see you I wanted to tell you I m in love, Mary." He spoke the word, but, as he spoke it, it seemed robbed of substance. "In love, are you?" ... | to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, with a kind of awe in her face, her lips slightly parted, and her brows raised. He was apparently quite unconscious of her gaze. Then, as if she could look no longer, she leant back in her chair, and half closed her eyes. T... | Night And Day |
"It s all turned out splendidly for me," | Mary Datchet | and formidable in her composure.<|quote|>"It s all turned out splendidly for me,"</|quote|>she said. "It will for | him, self-possessed, and yet defiant and formidable in her composure.<|quote|>"It s all turned out splendidly for me,"</|quote|>she said. "It will for you, too. I m sure | He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, self-possessed, and yet defiant and formidable in her composure.<|quote|>"It s all turned out splendidly for me,... | tell you the same thing thousands of women. I tell you, work is the only thing that saved me, Ralph." He set his mouth, as if her words rained blows on him; he looked as if he had made up his mind to bear anything she might say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she bro... | no. It s Sunday," she replied. "I was thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can cou... | rejected every impulse, for she could not speak without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even wi... | in love. Anyhow, I m out of my mind. I can t think, I can t work, I don t care a hang for anything in the world. Good Heavens, Mary! I m in torment! One moment I m happy; next I m miserable. I hate her for half an hour; then I d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don t know what I feel, o... | Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his concealment in the past. A... | Night And Day |
she said. | No speaker | turned out splendidly for me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"It will for you, too. | her composure. "It s all turned out splendidly for me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"It will for you, too. I m sure of that. | relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, self-possessed, and yet defiant and formidable in her composure. "It s all turned out splendidly for me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"It will for you, ... | I tell you, work is the only thing that saved me, Ralph." He set his mouth, as if her words rained blows on him; he looked as if he had made up his mind to bear anything she might say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something fr... | thinking of Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, ot... | without doing violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, t... | mind. I can t think, I can t work, I don t care a hang for anything in the world. Good Heavens, Mary! I m in torment! One moment I m happy; next I m miserable. I hate her for half an hour; then I d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don t know what I feel, or why I feel it; it s insanity,... | had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother abo... | Night And Day |
"It will for you, too. I m sure of that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it." | Mary Datchet | splendidly for me," she said.<|quote|>"It will for you, too. I m sure of that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it."</|quote|>"Mary !" he exclaimed. But | "It s all turned out splendidly for me," she said.<|quote|>"It will for you, too. I m sure of that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it."</|quote|>"Mary !" he exclaimed. But her head was turned away, | having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, self-possessed, and yet defiant and formidable in her composure. "It s all turned out splendidly for me," she said.<|quote|>"It will for you, too. I m sure of th... | you, work is the only thing that saved me, Ralph." He set his mouth, as if her words rained blows on him; he looked as if he had made up his mind to bear anything she might say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the ... | Katharine. She doesn t understand about work. She s never had to. She doesn t know what work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people" ... | violence to some reserve which had grown between them, putting them a little far from each other, so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what... | can t think, I can t work, I don t care a hang for anything in the world. Good Heavens, Mary! I m in torment! One moment I m happy; next I m miserable. I hate her for half an hour; then I d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don t know what I feel, or why I feel it; it s insanity, and yet... | she could look no longer, she leant back in her chair, and half closed her eyes. The distance between them hurt her terribly; one thing after another came into her mind, tempting her to assail Ralph with questions, to force him to confide in her, and to enjoy once more his intimacy. But she rejected every impulse, for ... | Night And Day |
"Mary !" | Ralph Denham | all, Katharine is worth it."<|quote|>"Mary !"</|quote|>he exclaimed. But her head | sure of that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it."<|quote|>"Mary !"</|quote|>he exclaimed. But her head was turned away, and he | next room. Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, self-possessed, and yet defiant and formidable in her composure. "It s all turned out splendidly for me," she said. "It will for you, too. I m sure of that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it."<|quote|>"Mary !"</|quote|>he exclaimed. B... | words rained blows on him; he looked as if he had made up his mind to bear anything she might say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, s... | work is. I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people" she stopped, but forced herself to go on. "Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go t... | so that he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third pers... | world. Good Heavens, Mary! I m in torment! One moment I m happy; next I m miserable. I hate her for half an hour; then I d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don t know what I feel, or why I feel it; it s insanity, and yet it s perfectly reasonable. Can you make any sense of it? Can you s... | t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make amends now for his conceal... | Night And Day |
he exclaimed. But her head was turned away, and he could not say what he wished to say. | No speaker | is worth it." "Mary !"<|quote|>he exclaimed. But her head was turned away, and he could not say what he wished to say.</|quote|>"Mary, you re splendid," he | that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it." "Mary !"<|quote|>he exclaimed. But her head was turned away, and he could not say what he wished to say.</|quote|>"Mary, you re splendid," he concluded. She faced him as | Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, self-possessed, and yet defiant and formidable in her composure. "It s all turned out splendidly for me," she said. "It will for you, too. I m sure of that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it." "Mary !"<|quote|>he exclaimed. But her head was turn... | blows on him; he looked as if he had made up his mind to bear anything she might say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, self-possessed... | I ve only found out myself quite lately. But it s the thing that saves one I m sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people" she stopped, but forced herself to go on. "Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go to my offi... | he seemed to her dignified and remote, like a person she no longer knew well. "Is there anything that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can d... | Heavens, Mary! I m in torment! One moment I m happy; next I m miserable. I hate her for half an hour; then I d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don t know what I feel, or why I feel it; it s insanity, and yet it s perfectly reasonable. Can you make any sense of it? Can you see what s ha... | not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw the effort with which he spoke Katharine s name, and believed that he forced himself to make... | Night And Day |
"Mary, you re splendid," | Ralph Denham | what he wished to say.<|quote|>"Mary, you re splendid,"</|quote|>he concluded. She faced him | and he could not say what he wished to say.<|quote|>"Mary, you re splendid,"</|quote|>he concluded. She faced him as he spoke, and gave | in her composure. "It s all turned out splendidly for me," she said. "It will for you, too. I m sure of that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it." "Mary !" he exclaimed. But her head was turned away, and he could not say what he wished to say.<|quote|>"Mary, you re splendid,"</|quote|>he concluded. She faced him... | say, in silence. He had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, self-possessed, and yet defiant and formidable in her composure. "It s all turned out splendidl... | sure of that." "There are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people" she stopped, but forced herself to go on. "Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go to my office every day? Thousands of people would tell you the same thing thousands of wo... | that I could do for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely ... | for half an hour; then I d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don t know what I feel, or why I feel it; it s insanity, and yet it s perfectly reasonable. Can you make any sense of it? Can you see what s happened? I m raving, I know; don t listen, Mary; go on with your work." He rose and b... | of her gaze. Then, as if she could look no longer, she leant back in her chair, and half closed her eyes. The distance between them hurt her terribly; one thing after another came into her mind, tempting her to assail Ralph with questions, to force him to confide in her, and to enjoy once more his intimacy. But she rej... | Night And Day |
he concluded. She faced him as he spoke, and gave him her hand. She had suffered and relinquished, she had seen her future turned from one of infinite promise to one of barrenness, and yet, somehow, over what she scarcely knew, and with what results she could hardly foretell, she had conquered. With Ralph s eyes upon h... | No speaker | say. "Mary, you re splendid,"<|quote|>he concluded. She faced him as he spoke, and gave him her hand. She had suffered and relinquished, she had seen her future turned from one of infinite promise to one of barrenness, and yet, somehow, over what she scarcely knew, and with what results she could hardly foretell, she h... | say what he wished to say. "Mary, you re splendid,"<|quote|>he concluded. She faced him as he spoke, and gave him her hand. She had suffered and relinquished, she had seen her future turned from one of infinite promise to one of barrenness, and yet, somehow, over what she scarcely knew, and with what results she could ... | s all turned out splendidly for me," she said. "It will for you, too. I m sure of that. Because, after all, Katharine is worth it." "Mary !" he exclaimed. But her head was turned away, and he could not say what he wished to say. "Mary, you re splendid,"<|quote|>he concluded. She faced him as he spoke, and gave him her ... | had deserved it, and there would be relief in having to bear it. But she broke off, and rose as if to fetch something from the next room. Before she reached the door she turned back, and stood facing him, self-possessed, and yet defiant and formidable in her composure. "It s all turned out splendidly for me," she said.... | are other things, aren t there?" he hesitated. "Nothing that one can count upon," she returned. "After all, other people" she stopped, but forced herself to go on. "Where should I be now if I hadn t got to go to my office every day? Thousands of people would tell you the same thing thousands of women. I tell you, work ... | for you?" she asked gently, and even with courtesy, at length. "You could see her no, that s not what I want; you mustn t bother about me, Mary." He, too, spoke very gently. "I m afraid no third person can do anything to help," she added. "No," he shook his head. "Katharine was saying to-day how lonely we are." She saw... | then I d give my whole life to be with her for ten minutes; all the time I don t know what I feel, or why I feel it; it s insanity, and yet it s perfectly reasonable. Can you make any sense of it? Can you see what s happened? I m raving, I know; don t listen, Mary; go on with your work." He rose and began, as usual, to... | wrapt her in the presence of something which she felt to be so strong, so mysterious, so incalculable, that she scarcely dared to attempt to intercept it by any word or question that she was able to frame. She looked at Ralph blankly, with a kind of awe in her face, her lips slightly parted, and her brows raised. He wa... | Night And Day |
"Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?" | William Rodney | a demand upon his charity.<|quote|>"Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?"</|quote|>he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph | something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity.<|quote|>"Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?"</|quote|>he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on | of a great friendliness for any one coming from that lighted room, he walked straight up to him and stopped him. In the flurry of the wind Rodney was taken aback, and for the moment tried to press on, muttering something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity.<|quote|>"Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?"... | had just reached the limit of his beat and was turning, when the front door opened, and the aspect of the house was entirely changed. A black figure came down the little pathway and paused at the gate. Denham understood instantly that it was Rodney. Without hesitation, and conscious only of a great friendliness for any... | lighthouse and held to the glass by the splendor of the blaze. These thoughts drove him to tramp a beat up and down the pavement before the Hilberys gate. He did not trouble himself to make any plans for the future. Something of an unknown kind would decide both the coming year and the coming hour. Now and again, in hi... | all dryness, all safety, all that stood up above the surge and preserved a consciousness of its own, was centered in the drawing-room of the Hilberys. Its purpose was beneficent; and yet so far above his level as to have something austere about it, a light that cast itself out and yet kept itself aloof. Then he began, ... | him. And when the elderly man refused to listen and mumbled on, an odd image came to his mind of a lighthouse besieged by the flying bodies of lost birds, who were dashed senseless, by the gale, against the glass. He had a strange sensation that he was both lighthouse and bird; he was steadfast and brilliant; and at th... | they were beautiful; and in their speech he figured a reserve of meaning, unspoken, but understood. At length, after all this half-conscious selection and arrangement, he allowed himself to approach the figure of Katharine herself; and instantly the scene was flooded with excitement. He did not see her in the body; he ... | Night And Day |
he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney walked quick enough to make it plain that he had no wish for company. He was very unhappy. That afternoon Cassandra had repulsed him; he had tried to explain to her the difficulties of the situatio... | No speaker | what are you doing here?"<|quote|>he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney walked quick enough to make it plain that he had no wish for company. He was very unhappy. That afternoon Cassandra had repulsed him; he had tried to explain to he... | upon his charity. "Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?"<|quote|>he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney walked quick enough to make it plain that he had no wish for company. He was very unhappy. That afternoon Cassandra had repuls... | coming from that lighted room, he walked straight up to him and stopped him. In the flurry of the wind Rodney was taken aback, and for the moment tried to press on, muttering something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity. "Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?"<|quote|>he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralp... | beat and was turning, when the front door opened, and the aspect of the house was entirely changed. A black figure came down the little pathway and paused at the gate. Denham understood instantly that it was Rodney. Without hesitation, and conscious only of a great friendliness for any one coming from that lighted room... | the splendor of the blaze. These thoughts drove him to tramp a beat up and down the pavement before the Hilberys gate. He did not trouble himself to make any plans for the future. Something of an unknown kind would decide both the coming year and the coming hour. Now and again, in his vigil, he sought the light in the ... | up above the surge and preserved a consciousness of its own, was centered in the drawing-room of the Hilberys. Its purpose was beneficent; and yet so far above his level as to have something austere about it, a light that cast itself out and yet kept itself aloof. Then he began, in his mind, to distinguish different in... | to listen and mumbled on, an odd image came to his mind of a lighthouse besieged by the flying bodies of lost birds, who were dashed senseless, by the gale, against the glass. He had a strange sensation that he was both lighthouse and bird; he was steadfast and brilliant; and at the same time he was whirled, with all o... | him some time longer. He crossed the road, and leant against the balustrade of the Embankment, fixing his eyes upon the house. Lights burnt in the three long windows of the drawing-room. The space of the room behind became, in Ralph s vision, the center of the dark, flying wilderness of the world; the justification for... | Night And Day |
"Did you stay long after we d left?" | William Rodney | laughing, to walk with Denham.<|quote|>"Did you stay long after we d left?"</|quote|>he asked abruptly. "No. We | remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham.<|quote|>"Did you stay long after we d left?"</|quote|>he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." | in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham.<|quote|>"Did you stay long after we d le... | compared with what Rodney knew of his own torments and indecisions! He began to cast about for some way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in com... | qualities which he much respected, and had at this moment great reason to need. After the mystery, difficulty, and uncertainty of dealing with the other sex, intercourse with one s own is apt to have a composing and even ennobling influence, since plain speaking is possible and subterfuges of no avail. Rodney, too, was... | her the difficulties of the situation, and to suggest the nature of his feelings for her without saying anything definite or anything offensive to her. But he had lost his head; under the goad of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another wo... | he began, in his mind, to distinguish different individuals within, consciously refusing as yet to attack the figure of Katharine. His thoughts lingered over Mrs. Hilbery and Cassandra; and then he turned to Rodney and Mr. Hilbery. Physically, he saw them bathed in that steady flow of yellow light which filled the long... | shortly, that he was very tired and wished to find a cab. But on Sunday night, on the Embankment, cabs were hard to come by, and Rodney found himself constrained to walk some distance, at any rate, in Denham s company. Denham maintained his silence. Rodney s irritation lapsed. He found the silence oddly suggestive of t... | Night And Day |
he asked abruptly. | No speaker | long after we d left?"<|quote|>he asked abruptly.</|quote|>"No. We went back to | with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?"<|quote|>he asked abruptly.</|quote|>"No. We went back to my house." This seemed to | was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?"<|quote|>he asked abruptly.</|quote|>"No. We wen... | torments and indecisions! He began to cast about for some way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed... | this moment great reason to need. After the mystery, difficulty, and uncertainty of dealing with the other sex, intercourse with one s own is apt to have a composing and even ennobling influence, since plain speaking is possible and subterfuges of no avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despi... | suggest the nature of his feelings for her without saying anything definite or anything offensive to her. But he had lost his head; under the goad of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her ... | individuals within, consciously refusing as yet to attack the figure of Katharine. His thoughts lingered over Mrs. Hilbery and Cassandra; and then he turned to Rodney and Mr. Hilbery. Physically, he saw them bathed in that steady flow of yellow light which filled the long oblongs of the windows; in their movements they... | tried to explain to her the difficulties of the situation, and to suggest the nature of his feelings for her without saying anything definite or anything offensive to her. But he had lost his head; under the goad of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refuse... | Night And Day |
"No. We went back to my house." | Ralph Denham | d left?" he asked abruptly.<|quote|>"No. We went back to my house."</|quote|>This seemed to confirm Rodney | you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly.<|quote|>"No. We went back to my house."</|quote|>This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had | they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly.<|quote|>"No. We went back to my house."</|qu... | He began to cast about for some way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. ... | reason to need. After the mystery, difficulty, and uncertainty of dealing with the other sex, intercourse with one s own is apt to have a composing and even ennobling influence, since plain speaking is possible and subterfuges of no avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despite her promises of... | of his feelings for her without saying anything definite or anything offensive to her. But he had lost his head; under the goad of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation... | refusing as yet to attack the figure of Katharine. His thoughts lingered over Mrs. Hilbery and Cassandra; and then he turned to Rodney and Mr. Hilbery. Physically, he saw them bathed in that steady flow of yellow light which filled the long oblongs of the windows; in their movements they were beautiful; and in their sp... | of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering nea... | Night And Day |
This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. | No speaker | went back to my house."<|quote|>This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence.</|quote|>"Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" | he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house."<|quote|>This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence.</|quote|>"Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um," said | The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house."<|quote|>This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he h... | way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they... | and uncertainty of dealing with the other sex, intercourse with one s own is apt to have a composing and even ennobling influence, since plain speaking is possible and subterfuges of no avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despite her promises of help, had failed him at the critical moment; s... | anything definite or anything offensive to her. But he had lost his head; under the goad of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the tw... | of Katharine. His thoughts lingered over Mrs. Hilbery and Cassandra; and then he turned to Rodney and Mr. Hilbery. Physically, he saw them bathed in that steady flow of yellow light which filled the long oblongs of the windows; in their movements they were beautiful; and in their speech he figured a reserve of meaning,... | ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys ... | Night And Day |
"Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" | William Rodney | for a while, in silence.<|quote|>"Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!"</|quote|>he then exclaimed. "Um," said | turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence.<|quote|>"Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!"</|quote|>he then exclaimed. "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself | that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence.<|quote|>"Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!... | occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing,... | since plain speaking is possible and subterfuges of no avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despite her promises of help, had failed him at the critical moment; she had gone off with Denham; she was, perhaps, tormenting Denham as she had tormented him. How grave and stable he seemed, speaking... | too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, ... | bathed in that steady flow of yellow light which filled the long oblongs of the windows; in their movements they were beautiful; and in their speech he figured a reserve of meaning, unspoken, but understood. At length, after all this half-conscious selection and arrangement, he allowed himself to approach the figure of... | that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, for reasons connected with Katharine. There was probably some understanding between them not that anything of the kind mattered to him now. He was convinced that he had never cared for any one save Cassandra, and Katharine s future was no concern of his. A... | Night And Day |
he then exclaimed. | No speaker | "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!"<|quote|>he then exclaimed.</|quote|>"Um," said Denham, who seemed | for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!"<|quote|>he then exclaimed.</|quote|>"Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete | to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!"<|quote|>he then exclaimed.</|quote|... | Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you ... | and subterfuges of no avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despite her promises of help, had failed him at the critical moment; she had gone off with Denham; she was, perhaps, tormenting Denham as she had tormented him. How grave and stable he seemed, speaking little, and walking firmly, comp... | in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, for reasons connected with Katha... | of yellow light which filled the long oblongs of the windows; in their movements they were beautiful; and in their speech he figured a reserve of meaning, unspoken, but understood. At length, after all this half-conscious selection and arrangement, he allowed himself to approach the figure of Katharine herself; and ins... | had lost his head; under the goad of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspe... | Night And Day |
"Um," | Ralph Denham | creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed.<|quote|>"Um,"</|quote|>said Denham, who seemed to | in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed.<|quote|>"Um,"</|quote|>said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, | Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed.<|quote|>"Um,"</|quote|>said D... | confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d l... | no avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despite her promises of help, had failed him at the critical moment; she had gone off with Denham; she was, perhaps, tormenting Denham as she had tormented him. How grave and stable he seemed, speaking little, and walking firmly, compared with what Rodn... | and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, for reasons connected with Katharine. There was... | which filled the long oblongs of the windows; in their movements they were beautiful; and in their speech he figured a reserve of meaning, unspoken, but understood. At length, after all this half-conscious selection and arrangement, he allowed himself to approach the figure of Katharine herself; and instantly the scene... | the little pathway and paused at the gate. Denham understood instantly that it was Rodney. Without hesitation, and conscious only of a great friendliness for any one coming from that lighted room, he walked straight up to him and stopped him. In the flurry of the wind Rodney was taken aback, and for the moment tried to... | Night And Day |
said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. | No speaker | Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um,"<|quote|>said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him.</|quote|>"You say something and they | silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um,"<|quote|>said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help hi... | "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um,"<|quote|>said Denham, who seemed... | in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he ... | avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despite her promises of help, had failed him at the critical moment; she had gone off with Denham; she was, perhaps, tormenting Denham as she had tormented him. How grave and stable he seemed, speaking little, and walking firmly, compared with what Rodney ... | severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, for reasons connected with Katharine. There was pro... | filled the long oblongs of the windows; in their movements they were beautiful; and in their speech he figured a reserve of meaning, unspoken, but understood. At length, after all this half-conscious selection and arrangement, he allowed himself to approach the figure of Katharine herself; and instantly the scene was f... | came down the little pathway and paused at the gate. Denham understood instantly that it was Rodney. Without hesitation, and conscious only of a great friendliness for any one coming from that lighted room, he walked straight up to him and stopped him. In the flurry of the wind Rodney was taken aback, and for the momen... | Night And Day |
"You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" | William Rodney | and wished to help him.<|quote|>"You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will"</|quote|>The remainder of the sentence | unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him.<|quote|>"You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will"</|quote|>The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high | are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him.<|quote|>"You say some... | she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exc... | stable he seemed, speaking little, and walking firmly, compared with what Rodney knew of his own torments and indecisions! He began to cast about for some way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine he... | this hour, for reasons connected with Katharine. There was probably some understanding between them not that anything of the kind mattered to him now. He was convinced that he had never cared for any one save Cassandra, and Katharine s future was no concern of his. Aloud, he said, shortly, that he was very tired and wi... | of Katharine herself; and instantly the scene was flooded with excitement. He did not see her in the body; he seemed curiously to see her as a shape of light, the light itself; he seemed, simplified and exhausted as he was, to be like one of those lost birds fascinated by the lighthouse and held to the glass by the spl... | In the flurry of the wind Rodney was taken aback, and for the moment tried to press on, muttering something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity. "Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?" he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodn... | Night And Day |
The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseles... | No speaker | no amount of education will"<|quote|>The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as ... | laugh. I take it that no amount of education will"<|quote|>The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very sec... | universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will"<|quote|>The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, agai... | This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe... | way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they... | convinced that he had never cared for any one save Cassandra, and Katharine s future was no concern of his. Aloud, he said, shortly, that he was very tired and wished to find a cab. But on Sunday night, on the Embankment, cabs were hard to come by, and Rodney found himself constrained to walk some distance, at any rate... | a shape of light, the light itself; he seemed, simplified and exhausted as he was, to be like one of those lost birds fascinated by the lighthouse and held to the glass by the splendor of the blaze. These thoughts drove him to tramp a beat up and down the pavement before the Hilberys gate. He did not trouble himself to... | the kind mattered to him now. He was convinced that he had never cared for any one save Cassandra, and Katharine s future was no concern of his. Aloud, he said, shortly, that he was very tired and wished to find a cab. But on Sunday night, on the Embankment, cabs were hard to come by, and Rodney found himself constrain... | Night And Day |
"I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" | William Rodney | yards in front of him?<|quote|>"I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!"</|quote|>"Yes, yes, I know that." | sound in the air several yards in front of him?<|quote|>"I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!"</|quote|>"Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." | sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him?<|quote|>"I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortu... | him; he felt a desire to protect him, exposed without the knowledge which made his own way so direct. They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being... | take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodne... | indecisions! He began to cast about for some way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that ver... | to him and stopped him. In the flurry of the wind Rodney was taken aback, and for the moment tried to press on, muttering something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity. "Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?" he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked ... | uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while... | Night And Day |
"Yes, yes, I know that." | Ralph Denham | ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!"<|quote|>"Yes, yes, I know that."</|quote|>"She s laughed at me." | in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!"<|quote|>"Yes, yes, I know that."</|quote|>"She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind | human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!"<|quote|>"Yes, yes, I know that."</|quote|>"Sh... | protect him, exposed without the knowledge which made his own way so direct. They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. ... | education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds... | for some way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover ... | the flurry of the wind Rodney was taken aback, and for the moment tried to press on, muttering something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity. "Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?" he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney ... | great reason to need. After the mystery, difficulty, and uncertainty of dealing with the other sex, intercourse with one s own is apt to have a composing and even ennobling influence, since plain speaking is possible and subterfuges of no avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despite her promi... | Night And Day |
"She s laughed at me." | William Rodney | "Yes, yes, I know that."<|quote|>"She s laughed at me."</|quote|>"Never to me." The wind | ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that."<|quote|>"She s laughed at me."</|quote|>"Never to me." The wind blew a space between the | ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that."<|quote|>"She s laughed at me."</|quote|>"Never to ... | knowledge which made his own way so direct. They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and ... | the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the gla... | the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of hi... | Rodney was taken aback, and for the moment tried to press on, muttering something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity. "Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?" he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney walked quick enough to ... | walk some distance, at any rate, in Denham s company. Denham maintained his silence. Rodney s irritation lapsed. He found the silence oddly suggestive of the good masculine qualities which he much respected, and had at this moment great reason to need. After the mystery, difficulty, and uncertainty of dealing with the ... | Night And Day |
"Never to me." | Ralph Denham | "She s laughed at me."<|quote|>"Never to me."</|quote|>The wind blew a space | "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me."<|quote|>"Never to me."</|quote|>The wind blew a space between the words blew them | muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me."<|quote|>"Never to me."</|quote|>The wind blew a spac... | way so direct. They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Ha... | the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bod... | with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his... | for the moment tried to press on, muttering something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity. "Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?" he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney walked quick enough to make it plain that he had no... | grave and stable he seemed, speaking little, and walking firmly, compared with what Rodney knew of his own torments and indecisions! He began to cast about for some way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Ka... | Night And Day |
The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. | No speaker | at me." "Never to me."<|quote|>The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken.</|quote|>"How I ve loved her!" | know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me."<|quote|>The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken.</|quote|>"How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by | fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me."<|quote|>The wind blew a space between the words ble... | They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken... | against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bodies of which th... | Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled ... | tried to press on, muttering something, as if he suspected a demand upon his charity. "Goodness, Denham, what are you doing here?" he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney walked quick enough to make it plain that he had no wish for compa... | mystery, difficulty, and uncertainty of dealing with the other sex, intercourse with one s own is apt to have a composing and even ennobling influence, since plain speaking is possible and subterfuges of no avail. Rodney, too, was much in need of a confidant; Katharine, despite her promises of help, had failed him at t... | Night And Day |
"How I ve loved her!" | William Rodney | away that they seemed unspoken.<|quote|>"How I ve loved her!"</|quote|>This was certainly spoken by | words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken.<|quote|>"How I ve loved her!"</|quote|>This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s | voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken.<|quote|>"How I ve loved her!"</|quote|>This was certa... | by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yard... | that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bodies of which the air was full. But he and Katharine were alone together, aloft, splendid, and luminous with a twofold r... | Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you ... | what are you doing here?" he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney walked quick enough to make it plain that he had no wish for company. He was very unhappy. That afternoon Cassandra had repulsed him; he had tried to explain to her the di... | to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um," said Denha... | Night And Day |
This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared think... | No speaker | "How I ve loved her!"<|quote|>This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, a... | away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!"<|quote|>This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him d... | in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!"<|quote|>This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s sid... | t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve... | was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bodies of which the air was full. But he and Katharine were alone together, aloft, splendid, and luminous with a twofold radiance. He pitied the... | Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he ask... | he exclaimed, recognizing him. Ralph mumbled something about being on his way home. They walked on together, though Rodney walked quick enough to make it plain that he had no wish for company. He was very unhappy. That afternoon Cassandra had repulsed him; he had tried to explain to her the difficulties of the situatio... | help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of i... | Night And Day |
"I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." | Ralph Denham | in his rooms at night.<|quote|>"I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night."</|quote|>Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, | appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night.<|quote|>"I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night."</|quote|>Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession | had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night.<|quote|>"I am in lo... | Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; s... | desire to protect him, exposed without the knowledge which made his own way so direct. They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denha... | back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of ... | for her without saying anything definite or anything offensive to her. But he had lost his head; under the goad of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an eveni... | walking firmly, compared with what Rodney knew of his own torments and indecisions! He began to cast about for some way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had ... | Night And Day |
Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. | No speaker | why I am here to-night."<|quote|>Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate.</|quote|>"Ah, I ve always known | with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night."<|quote|>Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate.</|quote|>"Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve | personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night."<|quote|>Ralph spoke distinctly an... | me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the b... | direct. They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodne... | been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew t... | lost his head; under the goad of Katharine s ridicule he had said too much, and Cassandra, superb in her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspectin... | saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bodies of which the air was full. But he and Katharine were alone together, aloft, splendid, and luminous with a twofold radiance. He pitied the unstable creature beside him; he felt a desire to protect him, exposed without the kn... | Night And Day |
"Ah, I ve always known it," | William Rodney | necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate.<|quote|>"Ah, I ve always known it,"</|quote|>he cried, "I ve known | confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate.<|quote|>"Ah, I ve always known it,"</|quote|>he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You | exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate.<|quote|>"... | I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might ha... | the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards i... | then exclaimed. "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason ... | her dignity and severity, had refused to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, for reasons connected with Katharin... | "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they lau... | Night And Day |
he cried, | No speaker | I ve always known it,"<|quote|>he cried,</|quote|>"I ve known it from | Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it,"<|quote|>he cried,</|quote|>"I ve known it from the first. You ll marry | have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it,"<|quote|>he cri... | certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Ka... | at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffere... | seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no a... | to hear another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, for reasons connected with Katharine. There was probably some understandi... | creature beside him; he felt a desire to protect him, exposed without the knowledge which made his own way so direct. They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no o... | Night And Day |
"I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" | William Rodney | always known it," he cried,<|quote|>"I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!"</|quote|>The cry had a note | something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried,<|quote|>"I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!"</|quote|>The cry had a note of despair in it. Again | thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried,<|quote|>"I ve know... | by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in ... | one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortur... | himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of e... | another word, and threatened an immediate return to her home. His agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, for reasons connected with Katharine. There was probably some understanding betwe... | him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable ide... | Night And Day |
The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. | No speaker | first. You ll marry her!"<|quote|>The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously.</|quote|>"My God, Denham, what fools | ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!"<|quote|>The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously.</|quote|>"My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. | in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!"<|quote|>The cry had a not... | the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharin... | human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me... | the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, a... | agitation, after an evening spent between the two women, was extreme. Moreover, he could not help suspecting that Ralph was wandering near the Hilberys house, at this hour, for reasons connected with Katharine. There was probably some understanding between them not that anything of the kind mattered to him now. He was ... | afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that h... | Night And Day |
"My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" | William Rodney | up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously.<|quote|>"My God, Denham, what fools we both are!"</|quote|>Rodney exclaimed. They looked at | more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously.<|quote|>"My God, Denham, what fools we both are!"</|quote|>Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the | exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously.<|quote|>"My God, Denham, what fools we bot... | saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inar... | his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spok... | something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting... | for reasons connected with Katharine. There was probably some understanding between them not that anything of the kind mattered to him now. He was convinced that he had never cared for any one save Cassandra, and Katharine s future was no concern of his. Aloud, he said, shortly, that he was very tired and wished to fin... | the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bodies of which the air was full. But he and Katharine were alone together, aloft, splendid, and luminous with a twofold radian... | Night And Day |
Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sym... | No speaker | what fools we both are!"<|quote|>Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of riv... | lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!"<|quote|>Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledg... | it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!"<|quote|>Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, quee... | might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried... | the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voic... | for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham fe... | some understanding between them not that anything of the kind mattered to him now. He was convinced that he had never cared for any one save Cassandra, and Katharine s future was no concern of his. Aloud, he said, shortly, that he was very tired and wished to find a cab. But on Sunday night, on the Embankment, cabs wer... | telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had sa... | Night And Day |
"Are you awake, Katharine?" | Cassandra Otway | to the time of night.<|quote|>"Are you awake, Katharine?"</|quote|>"Yes, I m awake. What | in the low tones proper to the time of night.<|quote|>"Are you awake, Katharine?"</|quote|>"Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, | each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night.<|quote|>"Are you awake, Katharine?"</... | possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of a... | seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod,... | I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal... | way of telling the story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they... | sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Y... | Night And Day |
"Yes, I m awake. What is it?" | Katharine Hilbery | night. "Are you awake, Katharine?"<|quote|>"Yes, I m awake. What is it?"</|quote|>She roused herself, sat up, | proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?"<|quote|>"Yes, I m awake. What is it?"</|quote|>She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven | of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?"<|quote|>"Yes, I m awake. What is it?... | must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable wa... | each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmatio... | s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham... | story of his relations with Katharine and Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him no... | seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod,... | Night And Day |
She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? | No speaker | m awake. What is it?"<|quote|>She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing?</|quote|>"I couldn t sleep, and | you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?"<|quote|>She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing?</|quote|>"I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come | load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?"<|quote|>She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in... | by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, s... | folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted wi... | The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank ... | Cassandra that would not lower him in Denham s eyes. It then occurred to him that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled ... | myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the w... | Night And Day |
"I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." | Cassandra Otway | s name Cassandra was doing?<|quote|>"I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow."</|quote|>"Home? Why, what has happened?" | and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing?<|quote|>"I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow."</|quote|>"Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes | her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing?<|quote|>"I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come an... | Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment late... | knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Kathari... | seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and ... | that, perhaps, Katharine herself had confided in Denham; they had something in common; it was likely that they had discussed him that very afternoon. The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with De... | Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of riv... | Night And Day |
"Home? Why, what has happened?" | Katharine Hilbery | I m going home to-morrow."<|quote|>"Home? Why, what has happened?"</|quote|>"Something happened to-day which makes | only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow."<|quote|>"Home? Why, what has happened?"</|quote|>"Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to | "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow."<|quote|>"Home? Why, what has happened?"</|quote|>"Something happened... | each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m... | the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must... | of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. ... | The desire to discover what they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been ... | am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their ... | Night And Day |
"Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." | Cassandra Otway | "Home? Why, what has happened?"<|quote|>"Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here."</|quote|>Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; | I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?"<|quote|>"Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here."</|quote|>Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared | I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?"<|quote|>"Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to... | any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She rouse... | little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tem... | recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-ni... | they had said of him now came uppermost in his mind. He recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over th... | have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I v... | Night And Day |
Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. | No speaker | for me to stay here."<|quote|>Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech.</|quote|>"I have decided to tell | to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here."<|quote|>Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech.</|quote|>"I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. | asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here."<|quote|>Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; ... | off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn... | speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph... | the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this st... | recalled Katharine s laugh; he remembered that she had gone, laughing, to walk with Denham. "Did you stay long after we d left?" he asked abruptly. "No. We went back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are i... | them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw h... | Night And Day |
"I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." | Cassandra Otway | part of a set speech.<|quote|>"I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day."</|quote|>Katharine seemed to waken completely, | continued what seemed to be part of a set speech.<|quote|>"I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day."</|quote|>Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be | m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech.<|quote|>"I... | the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happen... | our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially... | "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note ... | back to my house." This seemed to confirm Rodney s belief that he had been discussed. He turned over the unpalatable idea for a while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of ... | in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry he... | Night And Day |
Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. | No speaker | made me extremely uncomfortable to-day."<|quote|>Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself.</|quote|>"At the Zoo?" she asked. | behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day."<|quote|>Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself.</|quote|>"At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. | almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day."<|quote|>Katharine seem... | Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was c... | saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sou... | had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. ... | while, in silence. "Women are incomprehensible creatures, Denham!" he then exclaimed. "Um," said Denham, who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help ... | of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunda... | Night And Day |
"At the Zoo?" | Katharine Hilbery | be in control of herself.<|quote|>"At the Zoo?"</|quote|>she asked. "No, on the | completely, and at once to be in control of herself.<|quote|>"At the Zoo?"</|quote|>she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had | gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself.<|quote|>"At the Zoo?"</|quote|>s... | d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continu... | equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a cand... | it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in ... | who seemed to himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that ... | tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known... | Night And Day |
she asked. | No speaker | of herself. "At the Zoo?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"No, on the way home. | once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"No, on the way home. When we had tea." As | what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"No, on the w... | speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what see... | in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low t... | "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of th... | himself possessed of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of e... | distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate. "Ah, I ve always known it," he cried, "I ve known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At le... | Night And Day |
"No, on the way home. When we had tea." | Cassandra Otway | "At the Zoo?" she asked.<|quote|>"No, on the way home. When we had tea."</|quote|>As if foreseeing that the | be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked.<|quote|>"No, on the way home. When we had tea."</|quote|>As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and | to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked.<|quote|>"No, on the way home. When we had ... | you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be... | off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper... | known it from the first. You ll marry her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp... | of complete understanding, not merely of women, but of the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The... | equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a cand... | Night And Day |
As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. | No speaker | home. When we had tea."<|quote|>As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity.</|quote|>"There s a train at | asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea."<|quote|>As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity.</|quote|>"There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall | decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea."<|quote|>As if foreseeing that the inte... | home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to... | rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine... | The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each othe... | the entire universe. He could read Rodney, too, like a book. He knew that he was unhappy, and he pitied him, and wished to help him. "You say something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, a... | ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character,... | Night And Day |
"There s a train at eleven," | Cassandra Otway | did so with unbroken solemnity.<|quote|>"There s a train at eleven,"</|quote|>she said. "I shall tell | herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity.<|quote|>"There s a train at eleven,"</|quote|>she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have | at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity.<|quote|>"There s a train at eleven,"</|quote|>s... | prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control o... | her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak ... | "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibili... | something and they fly into a passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting... | of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you... | Night And Day |
she said. | No speaker | s a train at eleven,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I shall tell Aunt Maggie | so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go | of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I shall tell Au... | the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she ask... | stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I... | both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them fe... | passion. Or for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodne... | dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had made this statement necessary. Rodney exclaimed something inarticulate... | Night And Day |
"I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." | Cassandra Otway | train at eleven," she said.<|quote|>"I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth."</|quote|>She was careful to abstain | unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said.<|quote|>"I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth."</|quote|>She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s | "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said.<|quote|>"I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have... | gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on... | her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home... | Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sym... | for no reason at all, they laugh. I take it that no amount of education will" The remainder of the sentence was lost in the high wind, against which they had to struggle; but Denham understood that he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham fe... | she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was... | Night And Day |
She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. | No speaker | without telling you the truth."<|quote|>She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause.</|quote|>"But I don t see | see how I can go without telling you the truth."<|quote|>She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause.</|quote|>"But I don t see the least reason why you | did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth."<|quote|>She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s dire... | seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a trai... | s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly ... | be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one t... | he referred to Katharine s laughter, and that the memory of it was still hurting him. In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bodies of which the air was full. But he and Katharine were alone together, aloft... | be aware of some common knowledge which did away with the possibility of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one t... | Night And Day |
"But I don t see the least reason why you should go," | Katharine Hilbery | There was a slight pause.<|quote|>"But I don t see the least reason why you should go,"</|quote|>said Katharine eventually. Her voice | looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause.<|quote|>"But I don t see the least reason why you should go,"</|quote|>said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that | Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause.<|quote|>"But I don t see the least reason why you should go,... | she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I ... | speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what see... | them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a deta... | In comparison with Rodney, Denham felt himself very secure; he saw Rodney as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bodies of which the air was full. But he and Katharine were alone together, aloft, splendid, and luminous with a twofold radiance. He pitied the unstable creature besi... | as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the... | Night And Day |
said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon ... | No speaker | reason why you should go,"<|quote|>said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her... | don t see the least reason why you should go,"<|quote|>said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a... | s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go,"<|quote|>said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly... | if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinki... | to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell... | in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we m... | as one of the lost birds dashed senseless against the glass; one of the flying bodies of which the air was full. But he and Katharine were alone together, aloft, splendid, and luminous with a twofold radiance. He pitied the unstable creature beside him; he felt a desire to protect him, exposed without the knowledge whi... | simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the moment, under the lamp-post, they seemed to be aware of some common knowledge which did away wi... | Night And Day |
"Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," | Cassandra Otway | matter of indifference to her.<|quote|>"Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way,"</|quote|>Cassandra replied, and she added, | be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her.<|quote|>"Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way,"</|quote|>Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that | Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her.<|quote|>"Because I can t allow any man to ... | don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible ... | to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap h... | is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of o... | so direct. They were united as the adventurous are united, though one reaches the goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Ro... | wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. For the mo... | Night And Day |
Cassandra replied, and she added, | No speaker | to me in that way,"<|quote|>Cassandra replied, and she added,</|quote|>"particularly when I know that | allow any man to behave to me in that way,"<|quote|>Cassandra replied, and she added,</|quote|>"particularly when I know that he is engaged to some | or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way,"<|quote|>Cassandra replied, and she added,</|quote|>"particularly w... | careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seem... | waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleve... | of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her ... | goal and the other perishes by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to s... | marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "A... | Night And Day |
"particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." | Cassandra Otway | Cassandra replied, and she added,<|quote|>"particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else."</|quote|>"But you like him, don | to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added,<|quote|>"particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else."</|quote|>"But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That | the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added,<|quote|>"particularly when I know that he is engaged to some ... | in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up ... | to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Au... | herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra sto... | by the way. "You couldn t laugh at some one you cared for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yard... | solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken com... | Night And Day |
"But you like him, don t you?" | Katharine Hilbery | engaged to some one else."<|quote|>"But you like him, don t you?"</|quote|>Katharine inquired. "That s got | I know that he is engaged to some one else."<|quote|>"But you like him, don t you?"</|quote|>Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," | knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else."<|quote|>"But you like him, don t you?"</|quote|>Katharine inqu... | t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frow... | on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Viole... | reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to ... | for." This sentence, apparently addressed to no other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, to... | understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and o... | Night And Day |
Katharine inquired. | No speaker | like him, don t you?"<|quote|>Katharine inquired.</|quote|>"That s got nothing to | some one else." "But you like him, don t you?"<|quote|>Katharine inquired.</|quote|>"That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed | brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?"<|quote|>Katharine inquired.</|quote|>"That s got nothing to do ... | should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking c... | tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, aft... | which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Kat... | other human being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed... | other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own... | Night And Day |
"That s got nothing to do with it," | Cassandra Otway | don t you?" Katharine inquired.<|quote|>"That s got nothing to do with it,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider | else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired.<|quote|>"That s got nothing to do with it,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, | be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired.<|quote|>"That s got nothing to do with it,"</|quote|... | said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon ... | if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinki... | upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes... | being, reached Denham s ears. The wind seemed to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Ne... | "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go s... | Night And Day |
Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. | No speaker | nothing to do with it,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed indignantly.</|quote|>"I consider his conduct, under | Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed indignantly.</|quote|>"I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This | to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed indignantly.</|quote|>"I consider his ... | equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any ma... | and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without tel... | warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up,... | to muffle it and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the ... | of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twiligh... | Night And Day |
"I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." | Cassandra Otway | with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly.<|quote|>"I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful."</|quote|>This was the last of | s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly.<|quote|>"I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful."</|quote|>This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated | I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly.<|quote|>"I consider his conduct, under the circums... | glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in th... | chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the t... | or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heav... | and fly away with it directly. Had Rodney spoken those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew th... | XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, an... | Night And Day |
This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: | No speaker | under the circumstances, most disgraceful."<|quote|>This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked:</|quote|>"I should say it had | indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful."<|quote|>This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked:</|quote|>"I should say it had everything to do wit... | me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful."<|quote|>This was... | she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "partic... | quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Kathari... | sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a candle and speaking in the low tones proper to the time of night. "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t slee... | those words? "You love her." Was that his own voice, which seemed to sound in the air several yards in front of him? "I ve suffered tortures, Denham, tortures!" "Yes, yes, I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ... | long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go witho... | Night And Day |
"I should say it had everything to do with it," | Katharine Hilbery | particular style. When Katharine remarked:<|quote|>"I should say it had everything to do with it,"</|quote|>Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. | more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked:<|quote|>"I should say it had everything to do with it,"</|quote|>Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you | s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked:<|quote|>... | thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed... | visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable t... | "Are you awake, Katharine?" "Yes, I m awake. What is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which mak... | I know that." "She s laughed at me." "Never to me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal... | equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to sleep when a light tap sounded upon her door. A moment later Cassandra stood beside her, holding a cand... | Night And Day |
Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. | No speaker | everything to do with it,"<|quote|>Cassandra s self-possession deserted her.</|quote|>"I don t understand you | "I should say it had everything to do with it,"<|quote|>Cassandra s self-possession deserted her.</|quote|>"I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How | "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it,"<|quote|>Cassandra s sel... | I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, ... | t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to s... | it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spok... | me." The wind blew a space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the b... | that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were a... | Night And Day |
"I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" | Cassandra Otway | Cassandra s self-possession deserted her.<|quote|>"I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!"</|quote|>"You ve enjoyed yourself, haven | everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her.<|quote|>"I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!"</|quote|>"You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, | the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her.<|quote|>"I d... | man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful."... | go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she ... | up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; ... | space between the words blew them so far away that they seemed unspoken. "How I ve loved her!" This was certainly spoken by the man at Denham s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and to... | Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." S... | Night And Day |
"You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" | Katharine Hilbery | ve been amazed by you!"<|quote|>"You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?"</|quote|>Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," | since I came here I ve been amazed by you!"<|quote|>"You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?"</|quote|>Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior | say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!"<|quote|>"You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t y... | like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that par... | the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on h... | a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a se... | s side. The voice had all the marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "... | again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William... | Night And Day |
Katharine asked. | No speaker | enjoyed yourself, haven t you?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. | amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t | remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?"<|quote|>Katharine asked.</|quote|>"Yes, I have,"... | "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I... | said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon ... | to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell... | marks of Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine my... | is it?" She roused herself, sat up, and asked what in Heaven s name Cassandra was doing? "I couldn t sleep, and I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra s... | Night And Day |
"Yes, I have," | Cassandra Otway | haven t you?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Yes, I have,"</|quote|>Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior | you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Yes, I have,"</|quote|>Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." | should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked.<|quote|>"Yes, I have,"</|quote|>Cassandra ad... | got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should ... | eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of ind... | Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole trut... | Rodney s character, and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. Tha... | don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little ... | Night And Day |
Cassandra admitted. | No speaker | Katharine asked. "Yes, I have,"<|quote|>Cassandra admitted.</|quote|>"Anyhow, my behavior hasn t | enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have,"<|quote|>Cassandra admitted.</|quote|>"Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra | had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have,"<|quote|>Cassandra admitted.</|quote|>"Anyho... | do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had ever... | sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Bec... | happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. ... | and recalled, with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here t... | I thought I d come and speak to you only for a moment, though. I m going home to-morrow." "Home? Why, what has happened?" "Something happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity.... | Night And Day |
"Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." | Katharine Hilbery | "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted.<|quote|>"Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit."</|quote|>"No," Cassandra allowed once more. | haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted.<|quote|>"Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit."</|quote|>"No," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a | to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted.<|quote|>"Anyhow, my behavior hasn t sp... | it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything t... | astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can ... | happened to-day which makes it impossible for me to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himsel... | with; strange vividness, his personal appearance. Denham could see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralp... | suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice... | Night And Day |
"No," | Cassandra Otway | hasn t spoiled your visit."<|quote|>"No,"</|quote|>Cassandra allowed once more. She | Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit."<|quote|>"No,"</|quote|>Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. | her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit."<|quote|>"No,"</|quote|>Cassandra allowed o... | under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don... | was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra ... | to stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely unco... | see him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession ... | looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sit... | Night And Day |
Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shock... | No speaker | t spoiled your visit." "No,"<|quote|>Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her st... | admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No,"<|quote|>Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Kathari... | "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No,"<|quote|>Cassandra allowed once more. She ... | the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t und... | impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra repl... | stay here." Cassandra spoke formally, almost solemnly; the announcement was clearly prepared and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfo... | him against the blank buildings and towers of the horizon. He saw him dignified, exalted, and tragic, as he might have appeared thinking of Katharine alone in his rooms at night. "I am in love with Katharine myself. That is why I am here to-night." Ralph spoke distinctly and deliberately, as if Rodney s confession had ... | in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, i... | Night And Day |
"Do you think I ve been very foolish about it?" | Cassandra Otway | stature of an inexperienced child.<|quote|>"Do you think I ve been very foolish about it?"</|quote|>she asked. Katharine made no | mission, Cassandra shrunk to the stature of an inexperienced child.<|quote|>"Do you think I ve been very foolish about it?"</|quote|>she asked. Katharine made no answer, but still sat deliberating | Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful than usual. From being a mature woman charged with an important mission, Cassandra shrunk to the stature of an inexperienced chil... | t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must re... | Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Ka... | tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, aft... | her!" The cry had a note of despair in it. Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to eac... | I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, ... | Night And Day |
she asked. Katharine made no answer, but still sat deliberating silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing ... | No speaker | been very foolish about it?"<|quote|>she asked. Katharine made no answer, but still sat deliberating silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She though... | "Do you think I ve been very foolish about it?"<|quote|>she asked. Katharine made no answer, but still sat deliberating silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond he... | on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful than usual. From being a mature woman charged with an important mission, Cassandra shrunk to the stature of an inexperienced child. "Do you think I ve been very foolish about it?"<|quote|>she ... | my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accept... | Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do ... | and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without tel... | Again the wind intercepted their words. They said no more. At length they drew up beneath a lamp-post, simultaneously. "My God, Denham, what fools we both are!" Rodney exclaimed. They looked at each other, queerly, in the light of the lamp. Fools! They seemed to confess to each other the extreme depths of their folly. ... | and marked a crisis of the utmost gravity. She continued what seemed to be part of a set speech. "I have decided to tell you the whole truth, Katharine. William allowed himself to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself... | Night And Day |
"But do you care for William?" | Katharine Hilbery | question very difficult to ask.<|quote|>"But do you care for William?"</|quote|>She marked the agitation and | as if she found the question very difficult to ask.<|quote|>"But do you care for William?"</|quote|>She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s | far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask.<|quote|>"But do you care for Willia... | charged with an important mission, Cassandra shrunk to the stature of an inexperienced child. "Do you think I ve been very foolish about it?" she asked. Katharine made no answer, but still sat deliberating silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck far deeper tha... | I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine... | was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped ro... | of rivalry, and made them feel more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twiligh... | to behave in a way which made me extremely uncomfortable to-day." Katharine seemed to waken completely, and at once to be in control of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap h... | Night And Day |
She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. | No speaker | do you care for William?"<|quote|>She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her.</|quote|>"Do you mean, am I | very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?"<|quote|>She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her.</|quote|>"Do you mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra | into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?"<|quote|>She marked the agitation and ... | shrunk to the stature of an inexperienced child. "Do you think I ve been very foolish about it?" she asked. Katharine made no answer, but still sat deliberating silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her rea... | amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of... | don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her voice sounded so astonishingly equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little ... | more sympathy for each other than for any one else in the world. Giving simultaneously a little nod, as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and h... | if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinki... | Night And Day |
"Do you mean, am I in love with him?" | Cassandra Otway | she looked away from her.<|quote|>"Do you mean, am I in love with him?"</|quote|>Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and | girl s expression, and how she looked away from her.<|quote|>"Do you mean, am I in love with him?"</|quote|>Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands. "Yes, | she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her.<|quote|>"Do you mean, am I in love wi... | she asked. Katharine made no answer, but still sat deliberating silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing ... | my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accept... | equable that Cassandra glanced at her. It was impossible to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any ma... | as if in confirmation of this understanding, they parted without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the... | know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken it she ... | Night And Day |
Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands. | No speaker | I in love with him?"<|quote|>Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands.</|quote|>"Yes, in love with him," | her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?"<|quote|>Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands.</|quote|>"Yes, in love with him," Katharine repeated. "How can I | at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?"<|quote|>Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervous... | deliberating silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length... | allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor sur... | to suppose that she was either indignant or surprised; she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and sh... | without speaking again. CHAPTER XXIX Between twelve and one that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms ... | in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" Kathari... | Night And Day |
"Yes, in love with him," | Katharine Hilbery | and nervously moving her hands.<|quote|>"Yes, in love with him,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. "How can I | him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands.<|quote|>"Yes, in love with him,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. "How can I love the man you re | she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands.<|quote|>"Yes, in love with him,"</|... | possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very... | In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful ... | she seemed, on the contrary, sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged t... | that Sunday night Katharine lay in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were a... | to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looking in Katharine s direction. There was a slight pause. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventually. Her... | Night And Day |
Katharine repeated. | No speaker | "Yes, in love with him,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"How can I love the | and nervously moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"How can I love the man you re engaged to | difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"... | words had struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care f... | interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful than usual. From being ... | sitting up in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you li... | in bed, not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, i... | to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed by you!" "You ve enjoyed yourself, haven t you?" ... | Night And Day |
"How can I love the man you re engaged to marry?" | Cassandra Otway | love with him," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"How can I love the man you re engaged to marry?"</|quote|>Cassandra burst out. "He may | moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"How can I love the man you re engaged to marry?"</|quote|>Cassandra burst out. "He may be in love with you." | ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"How can I love the man... | struck far deeper than she had thought, into depths beyond her reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William... | had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful than usual. From being a mature woman... | in bed, with her arms clasped round her knees and a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don... | not asleep, but in that twilight region where a detached and humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in puttin... | I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she had taken it for granted that Katharine, after an outburst of incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. ... | Night And Day |
Cassandra burst out. | No speaker | you re engaged to marry?"<|quote|>Cassandra burst out.</|quote|>"He may be in love | can I love the man you re engaged to marry?"<|quote|>Cassandra burst out.</|quote|>"He may be in love with you." "I don t | and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him," Katharine repeated. "How can I love the man you re engaged to marry?"<|quote|>Cassandra burst out.</|quote|>"He ... | reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expr... | incredulity, would agree that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful than usual. From being a mature woman charged with an important mission, Cassandra shrunk to the st... | little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to ... | humorous view of our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon... | of herself. "At the Zoo?" she asked. "No, on the way home. When we had tea." As if foreseeing that the interview might be long, and the night chilly, Katharine advised Cassandra to wrap herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I ... | Night And Day |
"He may be in love with you." | Katharine Hilbery | to marry?" Cassandra burst out.<|quote|>"He may be in love with you."</|quote|>"I don t think you | the man you re engaged to marry?" Cassandra burst out.<|quote|>"He may be in love with you."</|quote|>"I don t think you ve any right to say | the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him," Katharine repeated. "How can I love the man you re engaged to marry?" Cassandra burst out.<|quote|>"He may be in love with you."</|q... | much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and h... | that Cassandra must return home as soon as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful than usual. From being a mature woman charged with an important mission, Cassandra shrunk to the stature of an inexperienced... | her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cas... | our own lot is possible; or if we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially... | spoken it she was left unprovided with any more to say in that particular style. When Katharine remarked: "I should say it had everything to do with it," Cassandra s self-possession deserted her. "I don t understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been amazed b... | Night And Day |
"I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," | Cassandra Otway | be in love with you."<|quote|>"I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you | Cassandra burst out. "He may be in love with you."<|quote|>"I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you | looked away from her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him," Katharine repeated. "How can I love the man you re engaged to marry?" Cassandra burst out. "He may be in love with you."<|quote|>"I don t think you ve any right to say... | She thought suddenly that she had been playing with very dangerous tools. Looking at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. "Do you mea... | as possible. But Katharine, on the contrary, accepted her statement at once, seemed neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful than usual. From being a mature woman charged with an important mission, Cassandra shrunk to the stature of an inexperienced child. "Do you think I ve been very foo... | a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consi... | we must be serious, our seriousness is tempered by the swift oncome of slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable... | herself in a quilt. Cassandra did so with unbroken solemnity. "There s a train at eleven," she said. "I shall tell Aunt Maggie that I have to go suddenly.... I shall make Violet s visit an excuse. But, after thinking it over, I don t see how I can go without telling you the truth." She was careful to abstain from looki... | Night And Day |
Cassandra exclaimed. | No speaker | to say such things, Katharine,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed.</|quote|>"Why do you say them? | think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed.</|quote|>"Why do you say them? Don t you mind in | Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him," Katharine repeated. "How can I love the man you re engaged to marry?" Cassandra burst out. "He may be in love with you." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed.</|quote|>"Why... | at her at length, Katharine asked slowly, as if she found the question very difficult to ask. "But do you care for William?" She marked the agitation and bewilderment of the girl s expression, and how she looked away from her. "Do you mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervously movin... | neither shocked nor surprised, and merely looked rather more thoughtful than usual. From being a mature woman charged with an important mission, Cassandra shrunk to the stature of an inexperienced child. "Do you think I ve been very foolish about it?" she asked. Katharine made no answer, but still sat deliberating sile... | to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing to do with it," Cassandra exclaimed indignantly. "I consider his conduct, under the circumstances, most disgraceful." Thi... | slumber and oblivion. She saw the forms of Ralph, William, Cassandra, and herself, as if they were all equally unsubstantial, and, in putting off reality, had gained a kind of dignity which rested upon each impartially. Thus rid of any uncomfortable warmth of partisanship or load of obligation, she was dropping off to ... | a little frown on her brow, to be thinking closely upon a matter of indifference to her. "Because I can t allow any man to behave to me in that way," Cassandra replied, and she added, "particularly when I know that he is engaged to some one else." "But you like him, don t you?" Katharine inquired. "That s got nothing t... | Night And Day |
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