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"Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" | Cassandra Otway | such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed.<|quote|>"Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!"</|quote|>"We re not engaged," said | ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed.<|quote|>"Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!"</|quote|>"We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" | 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," Cassandra exclaimed.<|quote|>"Why do you say them? Don t yo... | 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 moving her h... | 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 silently, and a cert... | 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." This was the ... | 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 sleep when a... | 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," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t... | Night And Day |
"We re not engaged," | Katharine Hilbery | I couldn t bear it!"<|quote|>"We re not engaged,"</|quote|>said Katharine, after a pause. | women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!"<|quote|>"We re not engaged,"</|quote|>said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we | out. "He may be in love with you." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!"<|quote|>"We re not engaged,"</|quote|>said Katharine, after a pause. "Kath... | 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?" Cassandra burst out. "He may be in love with you." "I don t... | 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 reach, as so much of Katharine ... | 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 particular style.... | 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... | 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 |
said Katharine, after a pause. | No speaker | it!" "We re not engaged,"<|quote|>said Katharine, after a pause.</|quote|>"Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we | engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged,"<|quote|>said Katharine, after a pause.</|quote|>"Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. | in love with you." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged,"<|quote|>said Katharine, after a pause.</|quote|>"Katharine!" Cassandr... | 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. "He may be in love with you." "I don t think you ve ... | 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 reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She tho... | "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... | 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... | 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 to some one else." "... | Night And Day |
"Katharine!" | Cassandra Otway | said Katharine, after a pause.<|quote|>"Katharine!"</|quote|>Cassandra cried. "No, we re | it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause.<|quote|>"Katharine!"</|quote|>Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But | don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause.<|quote|>"Katharine!"</|quote|>Cassandra cried. "No, we re no... | 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." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, K... | 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 reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that sh... | 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... | 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 awake. What is it?" She ro... | 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... | Night And Day |
Cassandra cried. | No speaker | Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!"<|quote|>Cassandra cried.</|quote|>"No, we re not engaged," | "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!"<|quote|>Cassandra cried.</|quote|>"No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one | t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!"<|quote|>Cassandra cried.</|quote|>"No, we re not en... | 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." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Kathar... | 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 reach, as so much of Katharine was beyond her reach. She thought suddenly that she had be... | 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 everyth... | 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... | 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," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her... | Night And Day |
"No, we re not engaged," | Katharine Hilbery | a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried.<|quote|>"No, we re not engaged,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. "But no one | not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried.<|quote|>"No, we re not engaged,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But | you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried.<|quote|>"No, we re not engaged,"</|quote|>... | "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." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cass... | 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 ... | 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 ... | 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,... | 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, "particular... | Night And Day |
Katharine repeated. | No speaker | "No, we re not engaged,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"But no one knows it | a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I | say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>... | 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." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "W... | 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 with very dangerous tools. Lo... | 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," Cassandra s self-possession deserte... | 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 Heaven s nam... | 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. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Katharine eventual... | Night And Day |
"But no one knows it but ourselves." | Katharine Hilbery | re not engaged," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"But no one knows it but ourselves."</|quote|>"But why I don t | "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"But no one knows it but ourselves."</|quote|>"But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" | things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"But no one knows ... | 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." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do yo... | 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 with very dangerous tools. Looking at her... | 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... | 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... | 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," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her fo... | Night And Day |
"But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" | Cassandra Otway | one knows it but ourselves."<|quote|>"But why I don t understand you re not engaged!"</|quote|>Cassandra said again. "Oh, that | engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves."<|quote|>"But why I don t understand you re not engaged!"</|quote|>Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not | say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves."<|quote|>"But why I don t understand you re... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William... | 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, Katharine asked slowly, as if she f... | 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 understand you in the least, Katharine. How can yo... | 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 sleep, and I th... | 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, Katharine a... | Night And Day |
Cassandra said again. | No speaker | understand you re not engaged!"<|quote|>Cassandra said again.</|quote|>"Oh, that explains it! You | "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!"<|quote|>Cassandra said again.</|quote|>"Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with | William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!"<|quote|>Cassandra said again.</|quo... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!... | 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 for Wil... | 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 understand you in the least, Katharine. How can you behave as you behave? Ever since I came here I ve been a... | 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 to you only for a moment,... | 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." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated speech; and having spoken ... | Night And Day |
"Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" | Cassandra Otway | not engaged!" Cassandra said again.<|quote|>"Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!"</|quote|>"We aren t in love | don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again.<|quote|>"Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!"</|quote|>"We aren t in love with each other any longer," | other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again.<|quote|>"Oh, that explains it! Y... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engage... | 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?" She mark... | 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 by you!" "Y... | 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... | 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 charged w... | Night And Day |
"We aren t in love with each other any longer," | Katharine Hilbery | t want to marry him!"<|quote|>"We aren t in love with each other any longer,"</|quote|>said Katharine, as if disposing | love with him! You don t want to marry him!"<|quote|>"We aren t in love with each other any longer,"</|quote|>said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and | a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!"<|quote|>"We aren t in love with each other any... | you." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engage... | 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 how she looked away from her. "Do ... | 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. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my beha... | 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 makes it imp... | 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 with very dangerous tools. Looking at... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. | No speaker | with each other any longer,"<|quote|>said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever.</|quote|>"How queer, how strange, how | "We aren t in love with each other any longer,"<|quote|>said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever.</|quote|>"How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, | Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer,"<|quote|>said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever ... | say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows... | 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 mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathin... | 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. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra a... | 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 spoke formall... | 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?" she asked. Katharine made no answer, b... | Night And Day |
"How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," | Cassandra Otway | something for ever and ever.<|quote|>"How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine,"</|quote|>Cassandra said, her whole body | Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever.<|quote|>"How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine,"</|quote|>Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall | I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever.<|quote|>"How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are... | Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cas... | 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 moving her hands. "Yes, in love with him," Kath... | 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," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of t... | 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 prepare... | 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 indignantly. "I ... | Night And Day |
Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. | No speaker | other people you are, Katharine,"<|quote|>Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude.</|quote|>"You re not in love | queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine,"<|quote|>Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude.</|quote|>"You re not in love with him?" "But I love | "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine,"<|quote|>Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming... | other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re no... | 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. "How can I love the man you re engaged to... | 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, ... | 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... | 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... | Night And Day |
"You re not in love with him?" | Cassandra Otway | but only a dreamy quietude.<|quote|>"You re not in love with him?"</|quote|>"But I love him," said | of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude.<|quote|>"You re not in love with him?"</|quote|>"But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as | any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude.<|quote|>"You re no... | not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for... | 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." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaime... | 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, accepted her statement ... | 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 himself to behave in a way which m... | 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?" Katharine ... | Night And Day |
"But I love him," | Katharine Hilbery | not in love with him?"<|quote|>"But I love him,"</|quote|>said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, | a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?"<|quote|>"But I love him,"</|quote|>said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight | of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?"<|quote|>"But I love him,"</|quot... | knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how u... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you... | 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 surprised, ... | 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 uncomfortable to-da... | 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?" She marked the ... | Night And Day |
said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thou... | No speaker | him?" "But I love him,"<|quote|>said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and... | re not in love with him?" "But I love him,"<|quote|>said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was ab... | and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him,"<|quote|>said Katharine. Cassandra re... | "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you ar... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William... | 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 surprised, and merely looked r... | 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... | 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... | Night And Day |
"D you know what time it is?" | Katharine Hilbery | apparently overcome by her thoughts.<|quote|>"D you know what time it is?"</|quote|>she said at length, and | she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts.<|quote|>"D you know what time it is?"</|quote|>she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if | remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts.<|quote|>"D you know ... | queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by ... | t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassand... | 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 silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of ... | 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 eleven," sh... | 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 was left u... | Night And Day |
she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thou... | No speaker | know what time it is?"<|quote|>she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her s... | by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?"<|quote|>she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to ... | of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?"<|quote|>she said at length... | you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some littl... | William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that exp... | 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 silently, and a certain feeling of alarm took possession of Cassandra. Perhaps her words had struck f... | 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 Aunt Maggie... | 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 charged with an importan... | Night And Day |
"There s no reason why I should go home, then?" | Cassandra Otway | Katharine, at least, thought so.<|quote|>"There s no reason why I should go home, then?"</|quote|>Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you | woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so.<|quote|>"There s no reason why I should go home, then?"</|quote|>Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? | pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so.<|quote|>"There s no reason... | longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sl... | You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together,... | 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?" She marked the agitation and... | 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. "But I don t see the least reason why you should go," said Kathar... | engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for eve... | Night And Day |
Cassandra said, pausing. | No speaker | I should go home, then?"<|quote|>Cassandra said, pausing.</|quote|>"Unless you want me to | "There s no reason why I should go home, then?"<|quote|>Cassandra said, pausing.</|quote|>"Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you | and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go home, then?"<|quote|>Cassandra said, pausing.</|quote|>"... | some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her ... | want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement re... | 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 how she l... | 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 sounded so astonishingly ... | 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... | Night And Day |
"Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" | Cassandra Otway | home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing.<|quote|>"Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?"</|quote|>For the first time their | reason why I should go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing.<|quote|>"Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?"</|quote|>For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us | took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing.<|quote|>"Unless you want me to g... | wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perha... | him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but o... | 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 how she looked away from her. ... | 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 that Ca... | 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 charged with an important mission, Cassandra shru... | Night And Day |
For the first time their eyes met. | No speaker | you want me to do?"<|quote|>For the first time their eyes met.</|quote|>"You wanted us to fall | to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?"<|quote|>For the first time their eyes met.</|quote|>"You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as | unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?"<|quote|>For the first time their eyes met.</|quote|>"Y... | was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the express... | if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," s... | 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 mean, am I in love with him?" Cassandra asked, breathing quickly, and nervous... | 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 ... | 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... | Night And Day |
"You wanted us to fall in love," | Cassandra Otway | first time their eyes met.<|quote|>"You wanted us to fall in love,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, as if she | me to do?" For the first time their eyes met.<|quote|>"You wanted us to fall in love,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But | gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met.<|quote|>"You wanted us to fall in love,"</|quote|>Cassandr... | her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman wal... | ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed... | 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 moving her hands. "Yes, in love with hi... | 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 was either indignant or surprised; she ... | to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re... | Night And Day |
Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was ... | No speaker | us to fall in love,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its n... | their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an... | walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certaint... | it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at lea... | other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, f... | 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. "Yes, in love with him," Katharine repeated. "How can I lo... | 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 in ... | love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietud... | Night And Day |
said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, | No speaker | of her love. "Please, miss,"<|quote|>said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning,</|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain is in the | in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss,"<|quote|>said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning,</|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket | there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss,"<|quot... | _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion... | from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosene... | any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But... | "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 consider his conduct, under the circum... | 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... | Night And Day |
A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon K... | No speaker | Milvain is in the kitchen."<|quote|>A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s... | on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen."<|quote|>A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help whi... | in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen."<|quote|>A long wicker basket ... | fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to ... | know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Ka... | mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra sai... | 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." This was the last of the sentences of her premeditated s... | from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosene... | Night And Day |
"You know what that means." | Katharine Hilbery | said emphatically and even tragically:<|quote|>"You know what that means."</|quote|>Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt | and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically:<|quote|>"You know what that means."</|quote|>Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," | of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically:<|quote|... | her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was ... | go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Kathari... | You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or exc... | 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?" Katharine asked... | "He may be in love with you." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra crie... | Night And Day |
Cassandra had understood nothing. | No speaker | "You know what that means."<|quote|>Cassandra had understood nothing.</|quote|>"Aunt Celia is in the | said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means."<|quote|>Cassandra had understood nothing.</|quote|>"Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in | them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means."<|quote|>Cass... | silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra... | pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimm... | marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining,... | "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?" Katharine asked. "Yes, I have," Cassandra admitted. "Anyho... | if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," s... | Night And Day |
"Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," | Katharine Hilbery | means." Cassandra had understood nothing.<|quote|>"Aunt Celia is in the kitchen,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. "Why in the | tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing.<|quote|>"Aunt Celia is in the kitchen,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. | her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing.<|quote|... | of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-cha... | me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tear... | t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy qu... | 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," Cassandra admitted. "Anyhow, my behavior ha... | 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?" Cassandra burst out. "He may be in love wi... | Night And Day |
Katharine repeated. | No speaker | Celia is in the kitchen,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra | Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.</|quote|>"Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because | made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen,"<|quote|>Katharine ... | the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasm... | you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, hap... | any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in lov... | 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. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No,"... | me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tear... | Night And Day |
"Why in the kitchen?" | Cassandra Otway | in the kitchen," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"Why in the kitchen?"</|quote|>Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably | understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"Why in the kitchen?"</|quote|>Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," | offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated.<|quote|>"Why ... | about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offer... | me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, g... | said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" ... | 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. "Anyhow, my behavior hasn t spoiled your visit." "No," Cassandra a... | 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." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do yo... | Night And Day |
Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. | No speaker | repeated. "Why in the kitchen?"<|quote|>Cassandra asked, not unnaturally.</|quote|>"Probably because she s discovered | is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?"<|quote|>Cassandra asked, not unnaturally.</|quote|>"Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s | were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?"<|quote|>Cass... | on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were ... | the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciat... | disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said... | 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," Cassandra allowed once more. She was complet... | in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no tra... | Night And Day |
"Probably because she s discovered something," | Katharine Hilbery | kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally.<|quote|>"Probably because she s discovered something,"</|quote|>Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts | Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally.<|quote|>"Probably because she s discovered something,"</|quote|>Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of | maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally.<|... | "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s m... | eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so co... | ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remai... | 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," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her... | bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?"... | Night And Day |
Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. | No speaker | because she s discovered something,"<|quote|>Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation.</|quote|>"About us?" she inquired. "Heaven | Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something,"<|quote|>Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation.</|quote|>"About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan | effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discov... | A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon K... | fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to ... | strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight ... | 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," Cassandra allowed once more. She was completely at a loss. In her forecast of the interview she ha... | attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and o... | Night And Day |
"About us?" | Cassandra Otway | the subject of her preoccupation.<|quote|>"About us?"</|quote|>she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine | Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation.<|quote|>"About us?"</|quote|>she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let | being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the ... | country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone... | But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving... | body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her at... | 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, after an outbur... | as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go... | Night And Day |
she inquired. | No speaker | of her preoccupation. "About us?"<|quote|>she inquired.</|quote|>"Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I | thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?"<|quote|>she inquired.</|quote|>"Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay | said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of h... | Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphat... | she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the te... | voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude wa... | 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 incred... | in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said aga... | Night And Day |
"Heaven knows," | Katharine Hilbery | preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired.<|quote|>"Heaven knows,"</|quote|>Katharine replied. "I shan t | to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired.<|quote|>"Heaven knows,"</|quote|>Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the | and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. ... | upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even trag... | she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon he... | to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some... | "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 incredulity, wo... | if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," s... | Night And Day |
Katharine replied. | No speaker | us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows,"<|quote|>Katharine replied.</|quote|>"I shan t let her | subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows,"<|quote|>Katharine replied.</|quote|>"I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. | tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us... | floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "... | a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek,... | and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who... | 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 incredulity, would agre... | who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. P... | Night And Day |
"I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." | Katharine Hilbery | inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied.<|quote|>"I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here."</|quote|>The sternness with which this | her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied.<|quote|>"I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here."</|quote|>The sternness with which this was said suggested that to | know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. ... | the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know ... | that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepte... | together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be... | 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 incredulity, would agree that Cassandra m... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not en... | Night And Day |
The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. | No speaker | shall bring her up here."<|quote|>The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure.</|quote|>"For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra | in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here."<|quote|>The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure.</|quote|>"For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair | "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here."... | offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the k... | contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about elev... | not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely si... | 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, accepted her statement at once, s... | not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine repeated. "But no one knows it but ourselves." "But why I don t understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t... | Night And Day |
"For goodness sake, Katharine," | Cassandra Otway | some reason, a disciplinary measure.<|quote|>"For goodness sake, Katharine,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her | Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure.<|quote|>"For goodness sake, Katharine,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of | the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure.<|quote|>"For goodness... | the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassand... | was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from ... | revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her... | 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 cha... | re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, h... | Night And Day |
Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, | No speaker | measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation,</|quote|>"don t be rash. Don | for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation,</|quote|>"don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, | preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine,"<|quote|>... | maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to... | bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kne... | while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready ... | 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 charged with an importan... | Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while l... | Night And Day |
"don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" | Cassandra Otway | and showing signs of agitation,<|quote|>"don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain"</|quote|>Katharine assured her by nodding | exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation,<|quote|>"don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain"</|quote|>Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but | t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation,<|quote|>"don t b... | that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven kn... | them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while C... | some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her ... | 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 child. "Do you... | renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kit... | Night And Day |
Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was sitting, or rather perching, upon the edge of a chair in the servants room. Whether there was any sound reason for her choice of a subte... | No speaker | suspect. Remember, nothing s certain"<|quote|>Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was sitting, or rather perching, upon the edge of a chair in the servants room. Whether there ... | rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain"<|quote|>Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was sitting, or rather perching, upon the edge of a chair in the servants ... | here." The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain"<|quote|>... | repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her... | maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic... | She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and someth... | 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?" she asked. Katharine made no answer, b... | revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her... | Night And Day |
"I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," | Aunt Celia | Katharine proposed to go upstairs.<|quote|>"I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_,"</|quote|>she said, hesitating reluctantly upon | She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs.<|quote|>"I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_,"</|quote|>she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. | disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs... | a subterranean chamber, or whether it corresponded with the spirit of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth... | this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her hea... | some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the follo... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them?... | candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _... | Night And Day |
she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. | No speaker | say to you in _private_,"<|quote|>she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush.</|quote|>"The drawing-room is empty" "But | something that I want to say to you in _private_,"<|quote|>she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush.</|quote|>"The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother | women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_,"<|quote|>she said,... | quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generatio... | some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not ... | nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and ... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged... | making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. Perhaps the white dressing-gown, and the loosened hair, and something unseeing in the expression of the eyes gave her a likeness to a woman walking in her sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go home,... | Night And Day |
"The drawing-room is empty" | Katharine Hilbery | the threshold of her ambush.<|quote|>"The drawing-room is empty"</|quote|>"But we might meet your | she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush.<|quote|>"The drawing-room is empty"</|quote|>"But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We | agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush.<|quote|>"The dr... | and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and se... | exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was si... | her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling up... | 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," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Kathar... | who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassandra rose obediently, and once more took up her candle. P... | Night And Day |
"But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," | Aunt Celia | ambush. "The drawing-room is empty"<|quote|>"But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father,"</|quote|>Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the | upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty"<|quote|>"But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father,"</|quote|>Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a | the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty"<|quote|>"Bu... | servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the ... | chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was sitting, or rather perching, u... | the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the dra... | marry?" Cassandra burst out. "He may be in love with you." "I don t think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause... | the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The ste... | Night And Day |
Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded ups... | No speaker | We might disturb your father,"<|quote|>Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced f... | your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father,"<|quote|>Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but... | She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father,"<|quote|>Mrs. Mil... | gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almo... | suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was sitting, or rather perching, upon the edge of a chair in the servants room. Whether there was any ... | love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and... | think you ve any right to say such things, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed. "Why do you say them? Don t you mind in the least how William behaves to other women? If I were engaged, I couldn t bear it!" "We re not engaged," said Katharine, after a pause. "Katharine!" Cassandra cried. "No, we re not engaged," Katharine r... | tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing... | Night And Day |
"Nobody will overhear us?" | Aunt Celia | they were open or shut.<|quote|>"Nobody will overhear us?"</|quote|>she murmured, when the comparative | circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut.<|quote|>"Nobody will overhear us?"</|quote|>she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had | to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut.<|quote|>"Nobody ... | in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to... | of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her ge... | effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discov... | understand you re not engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Ca... | while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had und... | Night And Day |
she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. | No speaker | shut. "Nobody will overhear us?"<|quote|>she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached.</|quote|>"I see that I have | whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?"<|quote|>she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached.</|quote|>"I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing | the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?"<|quote|... | hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the inter... | Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the d... | rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine ... | engaged!" Cassandra said again. "Oh, that explains it! You re not in love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whol... | t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was sitting, or rather perching, upon the edge of a chair in the servants roo... | Night And Day |
"I see that I have interrupted you," | Aunt Celia | the drawing-room had been reached.<|quote|>"I see that I have interrupted you,"</|quote|>she added, glancing at the | when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached.<|quote|>"I see that I have interrupted you,"</|quote|>she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. | Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached.<|quo... | "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no... | servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the ... | and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. ... | love with him! You don t want to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace ... | want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the... | Night And Day |
she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, | No speaker | that I have interrupted you,"<|quote|>she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired,</|quote|>"Was some one sitting with | had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you,"<|quote|>she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired,</|quote|>"Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that | her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you,"<|qu... | the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanc... | confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the base... | means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows,"... | to marry him!" "We aren t in love with each other any longer," said Katharine, as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaini... | offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the k... | Night And Day |
"Was some one sitting with you?" | Aunt Celia | A moment later she inquired,<|quote|>"Was some one sitting with you?"</|quote|>noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra | flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired,<|quote|>"Was some one sitting with you?"</|quote|>noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. | stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired,<|quote|>"W... | in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circ... | should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to g... | the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The ste... | as if disposing of something for ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him,... | of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-cha... | Night And Day |
noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. | No speaker | some one sitting with you?"<|quote|>noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight.</|quote|>"Cassandra was helping me to | moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?"<|quote|>noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight.</|quote|>"Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," | whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?"<|quote|>noticing a ha... | Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, wh... | Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I w... | "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The sternness with which this was said suggested that t... | ever and ever. "How queer, how strange, how unlike other people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remai... | servants room. Whether there was any sound reason for her choice of a subterranean chamber, or whether it corresponded with the spirit of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was ... | Night And Day |
"Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," | Katharine Hilbery | had dropped in her flight.<|quote|>"Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water,"</|quote|>said Katharine, and she spoke | noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight.<|quote|>"Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water,"</|quote|>said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that | she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight.<|quote|>"Cassa... | the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she mur... | her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluc... | thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For... | people you are, Katharine," Cassandra said, her whole body and voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for som... | tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. | No speaker | put the flowers in water,"<|quote|>said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room.</|quote|>"Ah, Cassandra is still with | "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water,"<|quote|>said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room.</|quote|>"Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked. ... | been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water,"<|quote|>said Katharine, and... | stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been ... | secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty... | she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from h... | voice seeming to fall and collapse together, and no trace of anger or excitement remaining, but only a dreamy quietude. "You re not in love with him?" "But I love him," said Katharine. Cassandra remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude wa... | the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassandra watched her from an arm-chair, and absent-mindedly made spasmodic offers of help which were not accepted. The maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragicall... | Night And Day |
"Ah, Cassandra is still with you," | Aunt Celia | the relics from the drawing-room.<|quote|>"Ah, Cassandra is still with you,"</|quote|>she remarked. "And did William | divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room.<|quote|>"Ah, Cassandra is still with you,"</|quote|>she remarked. "And did William send you those lovely flowers?" | Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room.<|quote|>"Ah, Cassandra is sti... | or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had d... | to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely neces... | Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which sh... | remained bowed, as if by the weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what tim... | that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branche... | Night And Day |
she remarked. | No speaker | Cassandra is still with you,"<|quote|>she remarked.</|quote|>"And did William send you | relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you,"<|quote|>she remarked.</|quote|>"And did William send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat | "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you,"<|quote|>she remarked.</|quote|>... | she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was... | hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the inter... | a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to... | weight of the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length,... | neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively... | Night And Day |
"And did William send you those lovely flowers?" | Aunt Celia | still with you," she remarked.<|quote|>"And did William send you those lovely flowers?"</|quote|>Katharine sat down opposite her | the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked.<|quote|>"And did William send you those lovely flowers?"</|quote|>Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes | helping me to put the flowers in water," said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked.<|quote|>"And did William send yo... | when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to... | upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine ... | measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire comple... | the revelation, for some little while longer. Nor did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook... | said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several... | Night And Day |
Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and ... | No speaker | send you those lovely flowers?"<|quote|>Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it ne... | she remarked. "And did William send you those lovely flowers?"<|quote|>Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point ... | said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked. "And did William send you those lovely flowers?"<|quote|>Katharine sat do... | been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," said Katharine, and she spo... | is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milv... | from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was sitting, or rather pe... | did Katharine speak. Her attitude was that of some one who wishes to be concealed as much as possible from observation. She sighed profoundly; she was absolutely silent, and apparently overcome by her thoughts. "D you know what time it is?" she said at length, and shook her pillow, as if making ready for sleep. Cassand... | "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "Probably because she s discovered something," Katharine replied. Cassandra s thoughts flew to the subject of her preoccupation. "About us?" she inquired. "Heaven knows," Katharine replied. "I shan t let her stay in the kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here."... | Night And Day |
"They re from Stogdon House," | Katharine Hilbery | herself a halo of gold.<|quote|>"They re from Stogdon House,"</|quote|>said Katharine abruptly, with a | angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold.<|quote|>"They re from Stogdon House,"</|quote|>said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. | point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold.<|quote|>"They re from Stogdon House,"</|quote... | "And did William send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it m... | when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to... | came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions o... | sleep. Katharine, at least, thought so. "There s no reason why I should go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she loo... | kitchen, though. I shall bring her up here." The sternness with which this was said suggested that to bring Aunt Celia upstairs was, for some reason, a disciplinary measure. "For goodness sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect.... | Night And Day |
said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of ras... | No speaker | "They re from Stogdon House,"<|quote|>said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and ... | herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House,"<|quote|>said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however,... | it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House,"<|quote|>said Katharine abruptly, with a... | those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit ve... | the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," said K... | door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, a... | so. "There s no reason why I should go home, then?" Cassandra said, pausing. "Unless you want me to go, Katharine? What _do_ you want me to do?" For the first time their eyes met. "You wanted us to fall in love," Cassandra exclaimed, as if she read the certainty there. But as she looked she saw a sight that surprised h... | neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively... | Night And Day |
"People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." | Aunt Celia | heroic courage, plunged without preface:<|quote|>"People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child."</|quote|>"There s nothing to forgive | was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without preface:<|quote|>"People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child."</|quote|>"There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said ... | Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without preface:<|quote|>"People... | light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easi... | clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked. "And did William send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. Sh... | basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. W... | her. The tears rose slowly in Katharine s eyes and stood there, brimming but contained the tears of some profound emotion, happiness, grief, renunciation; an emotion so complex in its nature that to express it was impossible, and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silen... | spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked. "And did William send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said ne... | Night And Day |
"There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," | Katharine Hilbery | your own sake, my child."<|quote|>"There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia,"</|quote|>said Katharine, with apparent good | I say is only for your own sake, my child."<|quote|>"There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia,"</|quote|>said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that | Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without preface: "People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child."<|quote|>"There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celi... | Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was ... | send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary ... | of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded... | and Cassandra, bending her head and receiving the tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and... | to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutel... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, with apparent good humor. | No speaker | to forgive yet, Aunt Celia,"<|quote|>said Katharine, with apparent good humor.</|quote|>"People are saying that William | my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia,"<|quote|>said Katharine, with apparent good humor.</|quote|>"People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and | heroic courage, plunged without preface: "People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia,"<|quote|>said Katharine, with apparent good humor... | jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without p... | opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim c... | we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no cour... | tears upon her cheek, accepted them in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing... | at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked. "And did William send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was conside... | Night And Day |
"People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his... | Aunt Celia | Katharine, with apparent good humor.<|quote|>"People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in t... | forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor.<|quote|>"People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never... | are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor.<|quote|>"People are saying that William goes everywhere... | felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without preface: "People are talking abo... | yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured ... | the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanc... | in silence as the consecration of her love. "Please, miss," said the maid, about eleven o clock on the following morning, "Mrs. Milvain is in the kitchen." A long wicker basket of flowers and branches had arrived from the country, and Katharine, kneeling upon the floor of the drawing-room, was sorting them while Cassan... | of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "T... | Night And Day |
Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted... | No speaker | different when she is there."<|quote|>Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pres... | very marked he is quite different when she is there."<|quote|>Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s ... | Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there."<|quote|>Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves togeth... | much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances ... | the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them w... | whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchi... | maid s message had a curious effect upon Katharine. She rose, walked to the window, and, the maid being gone, said emphatically and even tragically: "You know what that means." Cassandra had understood nothing. "Aunt Celia is in the kitchen," Katharine repeated. "Why in the kitchen?" Cassandra asked, not unnaturally. "... | She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she adde... | Night And Day |
"Well?" | Katharine Hilbery | life is without its soul.<|quote|>"Well?"</|quote|>she said at length. Mrs. | infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul.<|quote|>"Well?"</|quote|>she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as | covered an extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul.<|quote|>"Well?"</|quote|>she sa... | almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme ... | "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together... | send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary ... | sake, Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her di... | murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was hel... | Night And Day |
she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. | No speaker | is without its soul. "Well?"<|quote|>she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned.</|quote|>"We all know how good | repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?"<|quote|>she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned.</|quote|>"We all know how good you are how unselfish how | an extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?"<|quote|>she said at length. Mrs... | to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner l... | s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They ... | you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to si... | Katharine," Cassandra exclaimed, jumping from her chair and showing signs of agitation, "don t be rash. Don t let her suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomac... | it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little ... | Night And Day |
"We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." | Aunt Celia | but it was not returned.<|quote|>"We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness."</|quote|>"I don t understand, Aunt | if to bring her closer, but it was not returned.<|quote|>"We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness."</|quote|>"I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "W... | her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned.<|quote|>"We all know how good you are how unselfish how ... | A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own... | with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different whe... | and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Kathar... | suspect. Remember, nothing s certain" Katharine assured her by nodding her head several times, but the manner in which she left the room was not calculated to inspire complete confidence in her diplomacy. Mrs. Milvain was sitting, or rather perching, upon the edge of a chair in the servants room. Whether there was any ... | rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with ... | Night And Day |
"I don t understand, Aunt Celia," | Katharine Hilbery | taken advantage of your goodness."<|quote|>"I don t understand, Aunt Celia,"</|quote|>said Katharine. "What has Cassandra | Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness."<|quote|>"I don t understand, Aunt Celia,"</|quote|>said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in | Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness."<|quote|>"I don t understand, Aunt Celia,"</... | as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring... | never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to j... | to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs... | was sitting, or rather perching, upon the edge of a chair in the servants room. Whether there was any sound reason for her choice of a subterranean chamber, or whether it corresponded with the spirit of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in conf... | forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markham... | Night And Day |
said Katharine. | No speaker | don t understand, Aunt Celia,"<|quote|>said Katharine.</|quote|>"What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra | advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia,"<|quote|>said Katharine.</|quote|>"What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way | to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia,"<|quote|>said Katharine.</|quote|>"What... | some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not ret... | in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communica... | the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be ... | the edge of a chair in the servants room. Whether there was any sound reason for her choice of a subterranean chamber, or whether it corresponded with the spirit of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The oste... | and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, ... | Night And Day |
"What has Cassandra done?" | Katharine Hilbery | understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine.<|quote|>"What has Cassandra done?"</|quote|>"Cassandra has behaved in a | your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine.<|quote|>"What has Cassandra done?"</|quote|>"Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not | her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine.<|quote|>"What has Cassandra don... | or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We al... | evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A... | was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to ... | of a chair in the servants room. Whether there was any sound reason for her choice of a subterranean chamber, or whether it corresponded with the spirit of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible re... | were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here c... | Night And Day |
"Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," | Aunt Celia | Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?"<|quote|>"Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible,"</|quote|>said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She | t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?"<|quote|>"Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible,"</|quote|>said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly | was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?"<|quote|>"Cassandra has ... | indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how... | not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had ... | that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what sh... | the servants room. Whether there was any sound reason for her choice of a subterranean chamber, or whether it corresponded with the spirit of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave ... | Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and ... | Night And Day |
said Mrs. Milvain warmly. | No speaker | could not have thought possible,"<|quote|>said Mrs. Milvain warmly.</|quote|>"She has been utterly selfish | in a way that I could not have thought possible,"<|quote|>said Mrs. Milvain warmly.</|quote|>"She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak | you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible,"<|quote|>said Mrs... | outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unse... | when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her ... | flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual ... | a subterranean chamber, or whether it corresponded with the spirit of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth... | no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through ... | Night And Day |
"She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." | Aunt Celia | possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly.<|quote|>"She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go."</|quote|>"I don t understand," Katharine | I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly.<|quote|>"She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go."</|quote|>"I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at | others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly.<|quote|>"She has... | words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. Yo... | Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted... | the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them w... | whether it corresponded with the spirit of her quest, Mrs. Milvain invariably came in by the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended eve... | Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo... | Night And Day |
"I don t understand," | Katharine Hilbery | to her before I go."<|quote|>"I don t understand,"</|quote|>Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked | utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go."<|quote|>"I don t understand,"</|quote|>Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible | has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go."<|quote|>"I don t under... | "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t u... | almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme ... | Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was ... | the back door and sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy,... | he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were ... | Night And Day |
Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: | No speaker | go." "I don t understand,"<|quote|>Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words:</|quote|>"Cassandra has stolen William s | speak to her before I go." "I don t understand,"<|quote|>Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words:</|quote|>"Cassandra has stolen William ... | your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand,"<|quote|>Katharine persi... | length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celi... | protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing su... | abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of rash but heroic co... | sat in the servants room when she was engaged in confidential family transactions. The ostensible reason she gave was that neither Mr. nor Mrs. Hilbery should be disturbed. But, in truth, Mrs. Milvain depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrec... | drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked. "And did William send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of... | Night And Day |
"Cassandra has stolen William s love." | Aunt Celia | and pronounced the tremendous words:<|quote|>"Cassandra has stolen William s love."</|quote|>Still the words seemed to | not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words:<|quote|>"Cassandra has stolen William s love."</|quote|>Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do | been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words:<... | you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfis... | were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how inf... | the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without preface: "People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What... | depended even more than most elderly women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to... | Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three windows upon Katharine and the basket of flowers, and gave even the slight angular figure of Mrs. Milvain herself a halo of gold. "They re from Stogdon House," said ... | Night And Day |
Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. | No speaker | has stolen William s love."<|quote|>Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect.</|quote|>"Do you mean," said Katharine, | pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love."<|quote|>Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect.</|quote|>"Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in | must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love."<|qu... | You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to h... | fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is... | formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without preface: "People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my chi... | women of her generation upon the delicious emotions of intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitat... | looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and the light was dim compared with that which now poured through three wi... | Night And Day |
"Do you mean," | Katharine Hilbery | to have curiously little effect.<|quote|>"Do you mean,"</|quote|>said Katharine, "that he has | love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect.<|quote|>"Do you mean,"</|quote|>said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" | t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously l... | advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine ... | extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain m... | who was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without preface: "People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, wi... | intimacy, agony, and secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The ... | ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing such as might fo... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, | No speaker | little effect. "Do you mean,"<|quote|>said Katharine,</|quote|>"that he has fallen in | words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean,"<|quote|>said Katharine,</|quote|>"that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are | persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mea... | goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Mi... | such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to ... | of rash but heroic courage, plunged without preface: "People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good h... | secrecy, and the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty... | rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with ... | Night And Day |
"that he has fallen in love with her?" | Katharine Hilbery | "Do you mean," said Katharine,<|quote|>"that he has fallen in love with her?"</|quote|>"There are ways of _making_ | to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine,<|quote|>"that he has fallen in love with her?"</|quote|>"There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with | Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Kathari... | don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked a... | might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring he... | but heroic courage, plunged without preface: "People are talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "P... | the additional thrill provided by the basement was one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we mig... | re from Stogdon House," said Katharine abruptly, with a little jerk of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, ... | Night And Day |
"There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." | Aunt Celia | fallen in love with her?"<|quote|>"There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine."</|quote|>Katharine remained silent. The silence | said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?"<|quote|>"There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine."</|quote|>Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she | Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?"<|... | has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted?... | indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all k... | talking about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you an... | one not lightly to be forfeited. She protested almost plaintively when Katharine proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might distu... | for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he ... | Night And Day |
Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: | No speaker | in love with one, Katharine."<|quote|>Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly:</|quote|>"Nothing would have made me | ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine."<|quote|>Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly:</|quote|>"Nothing would have made me say these things but your | not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine."<|quote|>Kathari... | not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not unders... | first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But ... | You forgive me for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Mar... | proposed to go upstairs. "I ve something that I want to say to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisp... | with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different whe... | Night And Day |
"Nothing would have made me say these things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine." | Aunt Celia | Milvain, and she began hurriedly:<|quote|>"Nothing would have made me say these things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine."</|quote|>Again she stretched forth her | silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly:<|quote|>"Nothing would have made me say these things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine."</|quote|>Again ... | stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly:<|quote|>"Nothing ... | selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra ha... | how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra h... | What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo ... | to you in _private_," she said, hesitating reluctantly upon the threshold of her ambush. "The drawing-room is empty" "But we might meet your mother upon the stairs. We might disturb your father," Mrs. Milvain objected, taking the precaution to speak in a whisper already. But as Katharine s presence was absolutely neces... | Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thought that she was considering very critically the pattern of the curtains. Another advantage of the basement, from Mrs. Milvain s point of view, was that it made it necessary to sit very close together, and ... | Night And Day |
Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. | No speaker | to see you happy, Katharine."<|quote|>Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty.</|quote|>"You are not going to | my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine."<|quote|>Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty.</|quote|>"You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," | she began hurriedly: "Nothing would have made me say these things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine."<|quote|>Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty.<... | words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurrie... | But you ve been too unselfish, Katharine. You have made Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly se... | dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voi... | s presence was absolutely necessary to the success of the interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they... | never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to j... | Night And Day |
"You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," | Katharine Hilbery | arms, but they remained empty.<|quote|>"You are not going to say these things to Cassandra,"</|quote|>said Katharine suddenly. "You ve | Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty.<|quote|>"You are not going to say these things to Cassandra,"</|quote|>said Katharine suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that | things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine." Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty.<|quote|>"You are not going to say these things to Cassandra,"</|quo... | seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: "Nothing would have made me say these things but your own... | Cassandra happy, and she has taken advantage of your goodness." "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go... | Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protes... | interview, and as Katharine obstinately receded up the kitchen stairs, Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmure... | of her head. Mrs. Milvain felt that it would be easier to tell her niece what she wished to say if they were actually in physical contact, for the spiritual distance between them was formidable. Katharine, however, made no overtures, and Mrs. Milvain, who was possessed of rash but heroic courage, plunged without prefac... | Night And Day |
said Katharine suddenly. | No speaker | say these things to Cassandra,"<|quote|>said Katharine suddenly.</|quote|>"You ve said them to | "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra,"<|quote|>said Katharine suddenly.</|quote|>"You ve said them to me; that s enough." Katharine | interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine." Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra,"<|quote|>said Katharine suddenly.</|quote|>"You ve said them ... | Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: "Nothing would have made me say these things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to ... | "I don t understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looke... | never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to j... | Mrs. Milvain had no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached.... | out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised... | Night And Day |
"You ve said them to me; that s enough." | Katharine Hilbery | to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly.<|quote|>"You ve said them to me; that s enough."</|quote|>Katharine spoke so low and | going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly.<|quote|>"You ve said them to me; that s enough."</|quote|>Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. | not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine." Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly.<|quote|>"You ve said them to me; that s enough."</|qu... | has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: "Nothing would have made me say these things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am ... | understand, Aunt Celia," said Katharine. "What has Cassandra done?" "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her.... | here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect ... | no course but to follow her. She glanced furtively about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I ha... | not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had ... | Night And Day |
Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them. | No speaker | to me; that s enough."<|quote|>Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them.</|quote|>"I ve made you angry! | suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that s enough."<|quote|>Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them.</|quote|>"I ve made you angry! I knew I should!" she | useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine." Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that s enough."<|quote|>Katharine spoke so low and with such res... | of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: "Nothing would have made me say these things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my ... | "Cassandra has behaved in a way that I could not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was somet... | not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had ... | about her as she proceeded upstairs, drew her skirts together, and stepped with circumspection past all doors, whether they were open or shut. "Nobody will overhear us?" she murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flo... | humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he sat out five dances with her. At the Zoo they were seen alone together. They left together. They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They ... | Night And Day |
"I ve made you angry! I knew I should!" | Aunt Celia | she was dazed by them.<|quote|>"I ve made you angry! I knew I should!"</|quote|>she exclaimed. She quivered, and | and when she heard them she was dazed by them.<|quote|>"I ve made you angry! I knew I should!"</|quote|>she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook | "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that s enough." Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them.<|quote|>"I ve made you angry! I knew I should!"</|quot... | things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine." Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharin... | her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love." Still the words s... | had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes... | murmured, when the comparative sanctuary of the drawing-room had been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was hel... | They never came back here till seven in the evening. But that is not all. They say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if... | Night And Day |
she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook her; but even to have made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed her to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom. | No speaker | angry! I knew I should!"<|quote|>she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook her; but even to have made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed her to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom.</|quote|>"Yes," said Katharine, standing up, | them. "I ve made you angry! I knew I should!"<|quote|>she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook her; but even to have made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed her to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom.</|quote|>"Yes," said Katharine, standing up, "I m so angry that | Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that s enough." Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them. "I ve made you angry! I knew I should!"<|quote|>she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob s... | to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only want to see you happy, Katharine." Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that s ... | persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not understand? She braced herself, and pronounced the tremendous words: "Cassandra has stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mea... | here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Katharine s face. Her lips were pressed together; her eyes were contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing such as mig... | been reached. "I see that I have interrupted you," she added, glancing at the flowers strewn upon the floor. A moment later she inquired, "Was some one sitting with you?" noticing a handkerchief that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," said Katharine, and she spo... | for saying what I d much rather not say? What I say is only for your own sake, my child." "There s nothing to forgive yet, Aunt Celia," said Katharine, with apparent good humor. "People are saying that William goes everywhere with you and Cassandra, and that he is always paying her attentions. At the Markhams dance he ... | Night And Day |
"Yes," | Katharine Hilbery | the agreeable sensations of martyrdom.<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>said Katharine, standing up, "I | her to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom.<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>said Katharine, standing up, "I m so angry that I | she heard them she was dazed by them. "I ve made you angry! I knew I should!" she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook her; but even to have made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed her to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom.<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>said Katharine, standing up, "I m ... | stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that s enough." Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them. "I ... | has stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: "Nothing woul... | contracted, and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinite... | that Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still ... | of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not ... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, standing up, | No speaker | agreeable sensations of martyrdom. "Yes,"<|quote|>said Katharine, standing up,</|quote|>"I m so angry that | to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom. "Yes,"<|quote|>said Katharine, standing up,</|quote|>"I m so angry that I don t want to | heard them she was dazed by them. "I ve made you angry! I knew I should!" she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook her; but even to have made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed her to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom. "Yes,"<|quote|>said Katharine, standing up,</|quote|>"I m so a... | forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that s enough." Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them. "I ve made yo... | stolen William s love." Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: "Nothing would ha... | and they were still fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive... | Cassandra had dropped in her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with ... | from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you sacrifice yourself to others. But you ve been... | Night And Day |
"I m so angry that I don t want to say anything more. I think you d better go, Aunt Celia. We don t understand each other." | Katharine Hilbery | "Yes," said Katharine, standing up,<|quote|>"I m so angry that I don t want to say anything more. I think you d better go, Aunt Celia. We don t understand each other."</|quote|>At these words Mrs. Milvain | the agreeable sensations of martyrdom. "Yes," said Katharine, standing up,<|quote|>"I m so angry that I don t want to say anything more. I think you d better go, Aunt Celia. We don t understand each other."</|quote|>At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment terribly | dazed by them. "I ve made you angry! I knew I should!" she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook her; but even to have made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed her to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom. "Yes," said Katharine, standing up,<|quote|>"I m so angry that I don t want to sa... | they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," said Katharine suddenly. "You ve said them to me; that s enough." Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them. "I ve made you angry! I knew I sh... | Still the words seemed to have curiously little effect. "Do you mean," said Katharine, "that he has fallen in love with her?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: "Nothing would have made me say these thi... | fixed upon the curtain. These superficial changes covered an extreme inner loathing such as might follow the display of some hideous or indecent spectacle. The indecent spectacle was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is... | her flight. "Cassandra was helping me to put the flowers in water," said Katharine, and she spoke so firmly and clearly that Mrs. Milvain glanced nervously at the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked. "And ... | not have thought possible," said Mrs. Milvain warmly. "She has been utterly selfish utterly heartless. I must speak to her before I go." "I don t understand," Katharine persisted. Mrs. Milvain looked at her. Was it possible that Katharine really doubted? That there was something that Mrs. Milvain herself did not unders... | Night And Day |
At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment terribly apprehensive; she glanced at her niece s face, but read no pity there, whereupon she folded her hands upon a black velvet bag which she carried in an attitude that was almost one of prayer. Whatever divinity she prayed to, if pray she did, at any rate she recover... | No speaker | don t understand each other."<|quote|>At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment terribly apprehensive; she glanced at her niece s face, but read no pity there, whereupon she folded her hands upon a black velvet bag which she carried in an attitude that was almost one of prayer. Whatever divinity she prayed to, if... | better go, Aunt Celia. We don t understand each other."<|quote|>At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment terribly apprehensive; she glanced at her niece s face, but read no pity there, whereupon she folded her hands upon a black velvet bag which she carried in an attitude that was almost one of prayer. Whatever ... | made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed her to feel some of the agreeable sensations of martyrdom. "Yes," said Katharine, standing up, "I m so angry that I don t want to say anything more. I think you d better go, Aunt Celia. We don t understand each other."<|quote|>At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a mo... | so low and with such restraint that Mrs. Milvain had to strain to catch her words, and when she heard them she was dazed by them. "I ve made you angry! I knew I should!" she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook her; but even to have made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed her to feel some of the a... | men fall in love with one, Katharine." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs. Milvain, and she began hurriedly: "Nothing would have made me say these things but your own good. I have not wished to interfere; I have not wished to give you pain. I am a useless old woman. I have no children of my own. I only ... | was her own action beheld for the first time from the outside; her aunt s words made her realize how infinitely repulsive the body of life is without its soul. "Well?" she said at length. Mrs. Milvain made a gesture as if to bring her closer, but it was not returned. "We all know how good you are how unselfish how you ... | the main door and then at the curtain which divided the little room with the relics from the drawing-room. "Ah, Cassandra is still with you," she remarked. "And did William send you those lovely flowers?" Katharine sat down opposite her aunt and said neither yes nor no. She looked past her, and it might have been thoug... | say his manner is very marked he is quite different when she is there." Mrs. Milvain, whose words had run themselves together, and whose voice had raised its tone almost to one of protest, here ceased, and looked intently at Katharine, as if to judge the effect of her communication. A slight rigidity had passed over Ka... | Night And Day |
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