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"Married love," | Aunt Celia | way and faced her niece.<|quote|>"Married love,"</|quote|>she said slowly and with | her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece.<|quote|>"Married love,"</|quote|>she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, "is | 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 recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece.<|quote|>"Married love,"</|quote|>she said slowly and w... | 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." 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 b... | 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... | 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 selfish utter... | 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 of gold... | 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... | Night And Day |
she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, | No speaker | faced her niece. "Married love,"<|quote|>she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word,</|quote|>"is the most sacred of | in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love,"<|quote|>she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word,</|quote|>"is the most sacred of all loves. The love of | 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 recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love,"<|quote|>she said slowly and with emphasis upon... | 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." 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 ... | 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 you angry! I... | 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 selfish utterly heartl... | 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 of gold. "They re fr... | 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 ceased, and looke... | Night And Day |
"is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild." | Aunt Celia | with emphasis upon every word,<|quote|>"is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild."</|quote|... | love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word,<|quote|>"is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her daughter to speak. You ar... | 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 recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word,<|quote|>"is the most sacred of all loves. The... | t want to say anything more. I think you d better go, Aunt Celia. We don t understand each other." 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 ... | 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 should!" she exclaimed. She quivered, and ... | 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." "I don t understand," ... | 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 Katharine abruptly, with ... | 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?" "There are ... | Night And Day |
Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. | No speaker | speak. You are her grandchild."<|quote|>Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity.</|quote|>"I don t see that | have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild."<|quote|>Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity.</|quote|>"I don t see that there is any excuse for | of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild."<|quote|>Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and... | she carried in an attitude that was almost one of prayer. Whatever divinity she prayed to, if pray she did, at any rate she recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, "is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is th... | 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, "I m so angry that I don t want to say anything more. I think you d better go, Aunt Celia. ... | 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 little effect. "... | 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... | 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... | Night And Day |
"I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," | Katharine Hilbery | to convict it of falsity.<|quote|>"I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior,"</|quote|>she said. At these words | upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity.<|quote|>"I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior,"</|quote|>she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood | is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild." Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity.<|quote|>"I don t see that there is any excuse for ... | if pray she did, at any rate she recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, "is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they... | 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." At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment ter... | 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?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall i... | 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 about you, Katharine. That is wh... | 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?" "There are ways of _making_ men ... | Night And Day |
she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplicatio... | No speaker | any excuse for your behavior,"<|quote|>she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, sho... | t see that there is any excuse for your behavior,"<|quote|>she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and... | they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild." Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior,"<|quote|>she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose an... | a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, "is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have... | 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." At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment terribly apprehensive; she glanced at her niece s face, but read no pi... | 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." Katharine remained silent. The silence alarmed Mrs.... | 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 about you, Katharine. That is why I have come this morning. You forgive me for saying ... | 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?" "There are ways of _making_ men fall in love with on... | Night And Day |
"These are for you, Katharine." | William Rodney | the flowers with the words:<|quote|>"These are for you, Katharine."</|quote|>Katharine took them with a | straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words:<|quote|>"These are for you, Katharine."</|quote|>Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did | choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words:<|quote|>"These a... | woman stood side by side in unbroken silence. Mrs. Milvain could not make up her mind to withdraw while her principles trembled in the balance and her curiosity remained unappeased. She ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, a... | such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was eit... | say anything more. I think you d better go, Aunt Celia. We don t understand each other." 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... | 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 made a ge... | 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 enough." Katharine sp... | Night And Day |
Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take ... | No speaker | "These are for you, Katharine."<|quote|>Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holida... | the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine."<|quote|>Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, exp... | hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine."<|quote|>Katharin... | in unbroken silence. Mrs. Milvain could not make up her mind to withdraw while her principles trembled in the balance and her curiosity remained unappeased. She ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated th... | did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was either beaten or mistaken. She beh... | you d better go, Aunt Celia. We don t understand each other." 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 di... | 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 her clos... | stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upo... | Night And Day |
"I must go," | Aunt Celia | of the customary exaltation remained.<|quote|>"I must go,"</|quote|>she said, and she was | flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained.<|quote|>"I must go,"</|quote|>she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness | man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained.<|quote|>"I must go,"</|quote|>she ... | to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and fi... | and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs... | merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offe... | 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 Katharine, "that he has fallen in ... | 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 recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slow... | Night And Day |
she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawi... | No speaker | exaltation remained. "I must go,"<|quote|>she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring... | any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go,"<|quote|>she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharin... | her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go,"<|quote|>she said, and she was conscio... | for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her wi... | came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not f... | to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one wh... | 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?" "... | Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to... | Night And Day |
"I ve come to be forgiven," | William Rodney | where he had left her.<|quote|>"I ve come to be forgiven,"</|quote|>he said. "Our quarrel was | Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her.<|quote|>"I ve come to be forgiven,"</|quote|>he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I | her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her.<|qu... | much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst ... | anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began ... | all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was either beaten or mistaken. She beheld herself the champion of married love in its purity and supremacy; what her niece stood for she was quite unable to say, but she was filled with the grave... | 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." Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going... | The old woman and the young woman stood side by side in unbroken silence. Mrs. Milvain could not make up her mind to withdraw while her principles trembled in the balance and her curiosity remained unappeased. She ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limi... | Night And Day |
he said. | No speaker | ve come to be forgiven,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"Our quarrel was perfectly hateful | he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not | protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven,"<|quote|>he said.... | niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassment... | her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of se... | Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was either beaten or mistaken. She beheld herself the champion of married love in its purity and supremacy; what her niece stood for she was quite unable to say, but she was filled with the gravest suspicions. The old woman and the y... | 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." Again she stretched forth her arms, but they remained empty. "You are not going to say these things to Cassandra," sai... | experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pa... | Night And Day |
"Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" | William Rodney | to be forgiven," he said.<|quote|>"Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?"</|quote|>She could not bring herself | left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said.<|quote|>"Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?"</|quote|>She could not bring herself to answer him until she | embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said.<|quote|>"Our quarrel... | her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. M... | obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if... | was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was either beaten or mistaken. She beheld herself the champion of married love in its purity and supremacy; what her niece stood for she was quite unable to say, but she was filled with the gravest suspicions. The old woman and the young woman stood... | 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... | she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was either beaten or mistaken. She... | Night And Day |
She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. | No speaker | with me, are you, Katharine?"<|quote|>She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations.</|... | night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?"<|quote|>She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence i... | even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?"<|quote|>She could not bring herself to answer him until she h... | she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always... | his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a... | the champion of married love in its purity and supremacy; what her niece stood for she was quite unable to say, but she was filled with the gravest suspicions. The old woman and the young woman stood side by side in unbroken silence. Mrs. Milvain could not make up her mind to withdraw while her principles trembled in t... | 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." Katharine spoke so low and with such restraint t... | some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, h... | Night And Day |
"She s been spying upon us," | Katharine Hilbery | for evidence in her investigations.<|quote|>"She s been spying upon us,"</|quote|>she said, "following us about | Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations.<|quote|>"She s been spying upon us,"</|quote|>she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are | Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations.<|quote|>"She s been spying u... | beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she... | curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatnes... | her mind to withdraw while her principles trembled in the balance and her curiosity remained unappeased. She ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried... | 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!" she exclaimed. She quivered, and a kind of sob shook her; but even to have made Katharine angry was some relief, and allowed ... | in the balance and her curiosity remained unappeased. She ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of whit... | Night And Day |
she said, | No speaker | s been spying upon us,"<|quote|>she said,</|quote|>"following us about London, overhearing | evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us,"<|quote|>she said,</|quote|>"following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. | to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us,"<|quote|>she said,</|quote|>"following u... | winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impress... | desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said... | principles trembled in the balance and her curiosity remained unappeased. She ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and sp... | 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 agreeable se... | of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and ... | Night And Day |
"following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" | Katharine Hilbery | spying upon us," she said,<|quote|>"following us about London, overhearing what people are saying"</|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What | her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said,<|quote|>"following us about London, overhearing what people are saying"</|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His | him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said,<|quote|>"following us about London, ove... | came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aun... | a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything t... | in the balance and her curiosity remained unappeased. She ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of whit... | 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 agreeable sensations o... | while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Kathar... | Night And Day |
"Mrs. Milvain?" | William Rodney | overhearing what people are saying"<|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain?"</|quote|>Rodney exclaimed. "What has she | said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying"<|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain?"</|quote|>Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of | impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying"<|quote|>"Mrs.... | he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very fl... | She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, ... | ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain,... | 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 agreeable sensations of martyrdom. "Yes," said Katharine, standing up, "I... | the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was either beaten or mistaken. She beheld herself the champion of married love in i... | Night And Day |
Rodney exclaimed. | No speaker | people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?"<|quote|>Rodney exclaimed.</|quote|>"What has she told you?" | us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?"<|quote|>Rodney exclaimed.</|quote|>"What has she told you?" His air of open confidence | her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?"<|quote|>Rodne... | left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers w... | have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and someho... | mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregardi... | 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 agreeable sensations of martyrdom. "Yes," said Katharine, standing up, "I m so angry... | advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her w... | Night And Day |
"What has she told you?" | William Rodney | saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed.<|quote|>"What has she told you?"</|quote|>His air of open confidence | London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed.<|quote|>"What has she told you?"</|quote|>His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are | had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed.<|quo... | "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contam... | much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst ... | some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, h... | 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. "Yes," said Katharine, standing up, "I m so angry that I d... | given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, am... | Night And Day |
His air of open confidence entirely vanished. | No speaker | "What has she told you?"<|quote|>His air of open confidence entirely vanished.</|quote|>"Oh, people are saying that | saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?"<|quote|>His air of open confidence entirely vanished.</|quote|>"Oh, people are saying that you re in love with | seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?"... | forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassa... | and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrass... | Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine... | 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, "I m so angry that I don t want to say anythi... | with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emo... | Night And Day |
"Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." | Katharine Hilbery | of open confidence entirely vanished.<|quote|>"Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me."</|quote|>"They have seen us?" he | she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished.<|quote|>"Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me."</|quote|>"They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done | were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely... | hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain ha... | could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to s... | was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words:... | 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, "I m so angry that I don t want to say anything more. I think you d better ... | she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine to... | Night And Day |
"They have seen us?" | William Rodney | don t care for me."<|quote|>"They have seen us?"</|quote|>he asked. "Everything we ve | with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me."<|quote|>"They have seen us?"</|quote|>he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has | been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me."<|quote|>"They have seen us?... | could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "foll... | was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always bea... | in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. Bu... | have 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." At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a momen... | followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much t... | Night And Day |
he asked. | No speaker | me." "They have seen us?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"Everything we ve done for | you don t care for me." "They have seen us?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." | she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"... | to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, o... | extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the d... | enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her ... | 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." At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment terribly apprehensive; s... | nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and em... | Night And Day |
"Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." | Katharine Hilbery | have seen us?" he asked.<|quote|>"Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen."</|quote|>"I told you that would | t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked.<|quote|>"Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen."</|quote|>"I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked | "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked.<|quote|>"Everything we ve do... | him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing... | of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. ... | splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, s... | 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." At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment terribly apprehensive; she glance... | mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregardi... | Night And Day |
"I told you that would happen!" | William Rodney | a fortnight has been seen."<|quote|>"I told you that would happen!"</|quote|>he exclaimed. He walked to | "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen."<|quote|>"I told you that would happen!"</|quote|>he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. | Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen."<|quote|>"I told you that would happen!"</|q... | that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney e... | William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing ... | seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously fo... | 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." At these words Mrs. Milvain looked for a moment terribly apprehensive; she glanced at her niece s face, but read no pity there, whereup... | virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was either beaten or mistaken. She beheld herself the champion of married love in its purity and supremacy; what her niece stood for she was q... | Night And Day |
he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. | No speaker | told you that would happen!"<|quote|>he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window.</|quote|>"It s all been a | fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!"<|quote|>he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window... | told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!"<|quote|>he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evid... | her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she to... | somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiv... | he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted he... | 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." 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 ... | Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would hav... | Night And Day |
"It s all been a mistake," | William Rodney | turned away from the window.<|quote|>"It s all been a mistake,"</|quote|>he said. "I blame myself | stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window.<|quote|>"It s all been a mistake,"</|quote|>he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have | "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window.<|quote|>"It s all been a mistake... | Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaime... | had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowe... | it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs... | 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 recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and ... | Mrs. Milvain could not make up her mind to withdraw while her principles trembled in the balance and her curiosity remained unappeased. She ransacked her mind for some question that should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and Wil... | Night And Day |
he said. | No speaker | s all been a mistake,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"I blame myself for it. | away from the window. "It s all been a mistake,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"I blame myself for it. I should have known better. | he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake,"<|quote|>he said.</|quote|>"I blame my... | told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident pert... | to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and... | illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid ... | 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 recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every w... | politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he... | Night And Day |
"I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." | William Rodney | been a mistake," he said.<|quote|>"I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine."</|quote|>"She wished even to persecute | the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said.<|quote|>"I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine."</|quote|>"She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not | He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said.<|quote|>"I blame myself for it. I should h... | His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. K... | forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassa... | greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a char... | 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 recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, "is the... | either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched a... | Night And Day |
"She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" | Katharine Hilbery | to forget my insanity, Katharine."<|quote|>"She wished even to persecute Cassandra!"</|quote|>Katharine burst out, not listening | of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine."<|quote|>"She wished even to persecute Cassandra!"</|quote|>Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to | Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine."<|quote|>"She wished even to persecute Cassandra!"</|q... | seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motio... | bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us a... | be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should... | pray she did, at any rate she recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, "is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they ca... | niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassment... | Night And Day |
Katharine burst out, not listening to him. | No speaker | wished even to persecute Cassandra!"<|quote|>Katharine burst out, not listening to him.</|quote|>"She threatened to speak to | forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!"<|quote|>Katharine burst out, not listening to him.</|quote|>"She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of | and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!"<|quote|>Katharine burst out, not listening to h... | ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the ... | she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what peop... | in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She... | she recovered her dignity in a singular way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, "is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tri... | night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her in... | Night And Day |
"She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" | Katharine Hilbery | out, not listening to him.<|quote|>"She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!"</|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, | to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him.<|quote|>"She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!"</|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, | window. "It s all been a mistake," he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him.<|quote|>"She threatened to speak to her. She s c... | seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake,... | impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain... | too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nep... | way and faced her niece. "Married love," she said slowly and with emphasis upon every word, "is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her... | She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "... | Night And Day |
"Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." | William Rodney | she s capable of anything!"<|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous."</|quote|>At length Katharine realized some | She s capable of it she s capable of anything!"<|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous."</|quote|>At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. | have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!"<|quote|>"Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know... | perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in ... | were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely... | charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the... | "is the most sacred of all loves. The love of husband and wife is the most holy we know. That is the lesson Mamma s children learnt from her; that is what they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild." Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its... | flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that... | Night And Day |
At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. | No speaker | feeling the position is monstrous."<|quote|>At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant.</|quote|>"You don t mean that | It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous."<|quote|>At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant.</|quote|>"You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she | to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous."<|quote|>At length Katharine realized some part ... | from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s ... | are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would ha... | emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely es... | they can never forget. I have tried to speak as she would have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild." Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood ... | she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed... | Night And Day |
"You don t mean that this influences you, William?" | Katharine Hilbery | part of what he meant.<|quote|>"You don t mean that this influences you, William?"</|quote|>she asked in amazement. "It | At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant.<|quote|>"You don t mean that this influences you, William?"</|quote|>she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It | capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant.<|quote|>"You don t mean that this inf... | said. "I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs.... | you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbat... | nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and em... | she would have wished her daughter to speak. You are her grandchild." Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met... | in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. Bu... | Night And Day |
she asked in amazement. | No speaker | that this influences you, William?"<|quote|>she asked in amazement.</|quote|>"It does," he said, flushing. | meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?"<|quote|>she asked in amazement.</|quote|>"It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to | Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?"<|quote|>she asked in amazement.</... | known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exa... | people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She wa... | not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say goo... | are her grandchild." Katharine seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know... | said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-r... | Night And Day |
"It does," | William Rodney | William?" she asked in amazement.<|quote|>"It does,"</|quote|>he said, flushing. "It s | mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement.<|quote|>"It does,"</|quote|>he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I | I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement.<|quote|>"It does,"</|quote|>he sa... | you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. ... | you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the for... | any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She d... | seemed to judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break dow... | them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you... | Night And Day |
he said, flushing. | No speaker | asked in amazement. "It does,"<|quote|>he said, flushing.</|quote|>"It s intensely disagreeable to | this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does,"<|quote|>he said, flushing.</|quote|>"It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure | but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does,"<|quote|>he said, flushing.</|q... | me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are ta... | in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of h... | of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, ... | judge this defence upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terr... | of it. She watched anxiously for further illumination. William greeted her without obvious sign of guilt, and, explaining that he had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and ... | Night And Day |
"It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" | William Rodney | "It does," he said, flushing.<|quote|>"It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra"</|quote|>He paused in embarrassment. "I | William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing.<|quote|>"It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra"</|quote|>He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," | Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing.<|quote|>"It s intensely disagre... | moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking ab... | Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger.... | exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words a... | upon its merits, and then to convict it of falsity. "I don t see that there is any excuse for your behavior," she said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resist... | of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the custom... | Night And Day |
He paused in embarrassment. | No speaker | there s your cousin Cassandra"<|quote|>He paused in embarrassment.</|quote|>"I came here this morning, | gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra"<|quote|>He paused in embarrassment.</|quote|>"I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a | length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra"<|quote|>He paused in embarrassmen... | him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he ... | been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mis... | stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her... | said. At these words Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. ... | for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her wi... | Night And Day |
"I came here this morning, Katharine," | William Rodney | Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment.<|quote|>"I came here this morning, Katharine,"</|quote|>he resumed, with a change | then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment.<|quote|>"I came here this morning, Katharine,"</|quote|>he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you | part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment.<|quote|>"I came here this morning, K... | speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean t... | you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said. "I b... | escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left... | Mrs. Milvain rose and stood for a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain hers... | for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don ... | Night And Day |
he resumed, with a change of voice, | No speaker | came here this morning, Katharine,"<|quote|>he resumed, with a change of voice,</|quote|>"to ask you to forget | He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine,"<|quote|>he resumed, with a change of voice,</|quote|>"to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, | don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine,"<|quote|>he resumed, with ... | of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, Wil... | He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have know... | her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Ou... | a moment beside her niece. She had never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter... | him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing... | Night And Day |
"to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?" | William Rodney | with a change of voice,<|quote|>"to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?"</|quote|>No doubt her beauty, intensified | this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice,<|quote|>"to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?"</|quo... | William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice,<|quote|>"to ask you to for... | "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It... | perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in ... | to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiven," he said. "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept... | never met with such treatment before, and she did not know with what weapons to break down the terrible wall of resistance offered her by one who, by virtue of youth and beauty and sex, should have been all tears and supplications. But Mrs. Milvain herself was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit t... | me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spy... | Night And Day |
No doubt her beauty, intensified by emotion and enhanced by the flowers of bright color and strange shape which she carried wrought upon Rodney, and had its share in bestowing upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been ru... | No speaker | once more and for ever?"<|quote|>No doubt her beauty, intensified by emotion and enhanced by the flowers of bright color and strange shape which she carried wrought upon Rodney, and had its share in bestowing upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentati... | you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?"<|quote|>No doubt her beauty, intensified by emotion and enhanced by the flowers of bright color and strange shape which she carried wrought upon Rodney, and had its share in bestowing upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was infl... | a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?"<|quote|>No doubt her beauty, intensified by emotion and ... | that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, ... | for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactfu... | "Our quarrel was perfectly hateful to me. I ve not slept all night. You re not angry with me, are you, Katharine?" She could not bring herself to answer him until she had rid her mind of the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handke... | was obstinate; upon a matter of this kind she could not admit that she was either beaten or mistaken. She beheld herself the champion of married love in its purity and supremacy; what her niece stood for she was quite unable to say, but she was filled with the gravest suspicions. The old woman and the young woman stood... | she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot ... | Night And Day |
"I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," | Katharine Hilbery | of the night cannot exorcise.<|quote|>"I was as much to blame as you were yesterday,"</|quote|>she said gently, disregarding his | the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise.<|quote|>"I was as much to blame as you were yesterday,"</|quote|>she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the | was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise.<|quote|>"I was as much to... | once more and for ever?" No doubt her beauty, intensified by emotion and enhanced by the flowers of bright color and strange shape which she carried wrought upon Rodney, and had its share in bestowing upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer... | meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, w... | told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident pert... | should force Katharine to enlighten her, but the supply was limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight... | said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Kathar... | Night And Day |
she said gently, disregarding his question. | No speaker | blame as you were yesterday,"<|quote|>she said gently, disregarding his question.</|quote|>"I confess, William, the sight | "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday,"<|quote|>she said gently, disregarding his question.</|quote|>"I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together | been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday,"<|quote|>she said gently, disregarding hi... | by emotion and enhanced by the flowers of bright color and strange shape which she carried wrought upon Rodney, and had its share in bestowing upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, complete... | she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my b... | people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She wa... | limited, the choice difficult, and while she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "Th... | the impression that her aunt had made on her. It seemed to her that the very flowers were contaminated, and Cassandra s pocket-handkerchief, for Mrs. Milvain had used them for evidence in her investigations. "She s been spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Mil... | Night And Day |
"I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." | Katharine Hilbery | said gently, disregarding his question.<|quote|>"I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know."</|quote|>"You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I | as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question.<|quote|>"I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know."</|quote|>"You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve | completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question.<|quote|>"I confess, William,... | flowers of bright color and strange shape which she carried wrought upon Rodney, and had its share in bestowing upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the... | he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavio... | in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of h... | she hesitated the door opened and William Rodney came in. He carried in his hand an enormous and splendid bunch of white and purple flowers, and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine to... | somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-bye to Katharine. She departed, murmuring words about masses of flowers and a drawing-room always beautiful even in the depths of winter. William came back to Katharine; he found her standing where he had left her. "I ve come to be forgiv... | Night And Day |
"You jealous!" | William Rodney | laughed at you, I know."<|quote|>"You jealous!"</|quote|>William exclaimed. "I assure you, | couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know."<|quote|>"You jealous!"</|quote|>William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the | sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know."<|quote|>"You jealous!"</|quote|>William e... | a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the nigh... | Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me bac... | has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a... | and, either not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watc... | threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "Yo... | Night And Day |
William exclaimed. | No speaker | you, I know." "You jealous!"<|quote|>William exclaimed.</|quote|>"I assure you, Katharine, you | control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!"<|quote|>William exclaimed.</|quote|>"I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason | the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!"<|quote|>William exclaimed.</|quote|>... | noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night canno... | paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, ... | seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake,... | not seeing Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiousl... | he said. "I blame myself for it. I should have known better. I let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "M... | Night And Day |
"I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she l... | William Rodney | know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed.<|quote|>"I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for he... | I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed.<|quote|>"I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed m... | of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed.<|quote|>"I assure you, Katha... | worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I... | embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more ... | told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney turned away from the window. "It s all been a mistake," he said.... | Mrs. Milvain, or disregarding her, he advanced straight to Katharine, and presented the flowers with the words: "These are for you, Katharine." Katharine took them with a glance that Mrs. Milvain did not fail to intercept. But with all her experience, she did not know what to make of it. She watched anxiously for furth... | open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine wa... | Night And Day |
Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap. | No speaker | no doubt of her scorn."<|quote|>Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap.</|quote|>"She charme... | But she left me in no doubt of her scorn."<|quote|>Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap.</... | as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn."<|quote|>Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically t... | disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about m... | enhanced by the flowers of bright color and strange shape which she carried wrought upon Rodney, and had its share in bestowing upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by ... | let you persuade me in a moment of madness. I beg you to forget my insanity, Katharine." "She wished even to persecute Cassandra!" Katharine burst out, not listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Kathari... | had a holiday, both he and Katharine seemed to take it for granted that his holiday should be celebrated with flowers and spent in Cheyne Walk. A pause followed; that, too, was natural; and Mrs. Milvain began to feel that she laid herself open to a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man h... | that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position w... | Night And Day |
"She charmed me," | William Rodney | her flowers upon her lap.<|quote|>"She charmed me,"</|quote|>Rodney continued. "I thought I | into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap.<|quote|>"She charmed me,"</|quote|>Rodney continued. "I thought I loved her. But that s | no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap.<|quote|>"She charmed me,"</|... | Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, ... | affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregard... | anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in ama... | a charge of selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of t... | "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?" No doubt her beauty, intensified by emotion and enhanced by the flowers of ... | Night And Day |
Rodney continued. | No speaker | her lap. "She charmed me,"<|quote|>Rodney continued.</|quote|>"I thought I loved her. | and dropped her flowers upon her lap. "She charmed me,"<|quote|>Rodney continued.</|quote|>"I thought I loved her. But that s a thing | her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap. "She charmed me,"<|quote|>Rodney continu... | so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically ti... | rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "... | is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he sai... | selfishness if she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary... | asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney... | Night And Day |
"I thought I loved her. But that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" | William Rodney | "She charmed me," Rodney continued.<|quote|>"I thought I loved her. But that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!"</|quote|>He stood over her, as | her flowers upon her lap. "She charmed me," Rodney continued.<|quote|>"I thought I loved her. But that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!"</|quote|>He stood over ... | Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap. "She charmed me," Rodney continued.<|quote|>"I thoug... | as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, an... | as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, W... | tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flus... | she stayed. The mere presence of a young man had altered her disposition curiously, and filled her with a desire for a scene which should end in an emotional forgiveness. She would have given much to clasp both nephew and niece in her arms. But she could not flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation rem... | listening to him. "She threatened to speak to her. She s capable of it she s capable of anything!" "Mrs. Milvain is not tactful, I know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some par... | Night And Day |
He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for ... | No speaker | you. Say you believe me!"<|quote|>He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone... | how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!"<|quote|>He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton worl... | Rodney continued. "I thought I loved her. But that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!"<|quote|>He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of he... | her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap. "She charmed me," Rodney continued. "I t... | said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she ... | asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad t... | flatter herself that any hope of the customary exaltation remained. "I must go," she said, and she was conscious of an extreme flatness of spirit. Neither of them said anything to stop her. William politely escorted her downstairs, and somehow, amongst her protests and embarrassments, Mrs. Milvain forgot to say good-by... | asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless. Rodney... | Night And Day |
"Yes, yes, yes," | William Rodney | was dependent upon his protection.<|quote|>"Yes, yes, yes,"</|quote|>he murmured, "you accept me, | she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection.<|quote|>"Yes, yes, yes,"</|quote|>he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For | the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection.<|quote|>"Yes, yes, yes,"</|quote|>he murmured, "you accept me, Katha... | the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She le... | over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sen... | his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I... | spying upon us," she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "... | your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you... | Night And Day |
he murmured, | No speaker | his protection. "Yes, yes, yes,"<|quote|>he murmured,</|quote|>"you accept me, Katharine. You | him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes,"<|quote|>he murmured,</|quote|>"you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment | that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes,"<|quote|>he murmured,</|quote|>"you accept me, Katharine. You love ... | terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press ... | was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her,... | ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at yo... | she said, "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve ... | upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the so... | Night And Day |
"you accept me, Katharine. You love me." | William Rodney | "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured,<|quote|>"you accept me, Katharine. You love me."</|quote|>For a moment she remained | was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured,<|quote|>"you accept me, Katharine. You love me."</|quote|>For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her | make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured,<|quote|>"you accept me, Katharine. You love me."</|quote|>For a ... | her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips t... | dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in... | s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealo... | "following us about London, overhearing what people are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a... | old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the f... | Night And Day |
For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: | No speaker | me, Katharine. You love me."<|quote|>For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur:</|quote|>"Cassandra loves you more than | yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me."<|quote|>For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur:</|quote|>"Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. | him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me."<|quote|>For a moment she remained silent. He then heard he... | took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It... | to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And wh... | sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assu... | are saying" "Mrs. Milvain?" Rodney exclaimed. "What has she told you?" His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would ha... | to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislik... | Night And Day |
"Cassandra loves you more than I do." | Katharine Hilbery | He then heard her murmur:<|quote|>"Cassandra loves you more than I do."</|quote|>"Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves | a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur:<|quote|>"Cassandra loves you more than I do."</|quote|>"Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised | upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur:<|quote|>"Cassandra loves you more than I do."</|qu... | a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which... | truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankn... | as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be j... | His air of open confidence entirely vanished. "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. K... | past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of f... | Night And Day |
"Cassandra?" | William Rodney | you more than I do."<|quote|>"Cassandra?"</|quote|>he whispered. "She loves you," | heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do."<|quote|>"Cassandra?"</|quote|>he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself | of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do."<|quote|>"Cassandra?"</|quote|>he whispered. ... | for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was de... | believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible ... | yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me... | "Oh, people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. S... | preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me... | Night And Day |
he whispered. | No speaker | more than I do." "Cassandra?"<|quote|>he whispered.</|quote|>"She loves you," Katharine repeated. | her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?"<|quote|>he whispered.</|quote|>"She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated | his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?"<|quote|>he whispered.</|quote|>"Sh... | shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was depend... | me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect... | she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as ... | people are saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She wa... | s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, a... | Night And Day |
"She loves you," | Katharine Hilbery | I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered.<|quote|>"She loves you,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. She raised herself | "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered.<|quote|>"She loves you,"</|quote|>Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet | It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered.<|quote|>"She loves you,"</|quote|... | accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his... | stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the... | gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels... | saying that you re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept awa... | He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for ... | Night And Day |
Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. | No speaker | he whispered. "She loves you,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time.</|quote|>"She loves you." William slowly | more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time.</|quote|>"She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively | only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you,"<|quote|>Katharine repeated.... | had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Y... | as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the liv... | question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was f... | re in love with Cassandra, and that you don t care for me." "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force o... | should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in be... | Night And Day |
"She loves you." | Katharine Hilbery | sentence yet a third time.<|quote|>"She loves you."</|quote|>William slowly raised himself. He | raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time.<|quote|>"She loves you."</|quote|>William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, | protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time.<|quote|>"She... | her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You lov... | at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without un... | jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resi... | "They have seen us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood uprigh... | feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had a... | Night And Day |
William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitem... | No speaker | third time. "She loves you."<|quote|>William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequ... | repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you."<|quote|>William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent... | yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you."<|quote|>William sl... | thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a ... | owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its ... | couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her ... | us?" he asked. "Everything we ve done for a fortnight has been seen." "I told you that would happen!" he exclaimed. He walked to the window in evident perturbation. Katharine was too indignant to attend to him. She was swept away by the force of her own anger. Clasping Rodney s flowers, she stood upright and motionless... | in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself... | Night And Day |
"Yes, yes," | Katharine Hilbery | with anxiety, but said nothing.<|quote|>"Yes, yes,"</|quote|>she said, interpreting his wish | at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing.<|quote|>"Yes, yes,"</|quote|>she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. | a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing.<|quote|>"Yes, yes,"</|quote|>she s... | The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for... | only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She rai... | I loved her. But that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, o... | know, but you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s... | mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I lau... | Night And Day |
she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, | No speaker | but said nothing. "Yes, yes,"<|quote|>she said, interpreting his wish for assurance,</|quote|>"it s true. I know | with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes,"<|quote|>she said, interpreting his wish for assurance,</|quote|>"it s true. I know what she feels for you." | for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes,"<|quote|>she said, interpreting his wi... | to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he kne... | in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself ... | her. But that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, pe... | you exaggerate, Katharine. People are talking about us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely... | all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon w... | Night And Day |
"it s true. I know what she feels for you." | Katharine Hilbery | interpreting his wish for assurance,<|quote|>"it s true. I know what she feels for you."</|quote|>"She loves me?" Katharine nodded. | nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance,<|quote|>"it s true. I know what she feels for you."</|quote|>"She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what | measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance,<|quote|>"it s true... | urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the s... | was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a t... | the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes ... | us. She was right to tell us. It only confirms my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people shou... | "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she l... | Night And Day |
"She loves me?" | William Rodney | what she feels for you."<|quote|>"She loves me?"</|quote|>Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who | "it s true. I know what she feels for you."<|quote|>"She loves me?"</|quote|>Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How | him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you."<|quote|>"She loves me?"</|quote... | excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Ka... | "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He bel... | dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in... | my own feeling the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousi... | to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a... | Night And Day |
Katharine nodded. | No speaker | for you." "She loves me?"<|quote|>Katharine nodded.</|quote|>"Ah, but who knows what | I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?"<|quote|>Katharine nodded.</|quote|>"Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I | Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?"<|quote|>Katharine nodded.</|quote|>"... | the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had ... | Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctiv... | We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts f... | the position is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He... | With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his... | Night And Day |
"Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" | William Rodney | "She loves me?" Katharine nodded.<|quote|>"Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish"</|quote|>He clenched his hands and | what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded.<|quote|>"Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish"</|quote|>He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced | who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded.<|quote|>"Ah, but who knows what I feel?... | of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain ... | love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Kathar... | both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the ... | is monstrous." At length Katharine realized some part of what he meant. "You don t mean that this influences you, William?" she asked in amazement. "It does," he said, flushing. "It s intensely disagreeable to me. I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in em... | that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to... | Night And Day |
He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: | No speaker | t know what I wish"<|quote|>He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded:</|quote|>"Tell me what you feel | still wish it I don t know what I wish"<|quote|>He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded:</|quote|>"Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" | s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish"<|quote|>He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded:</|quote|... | of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what sh... | a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences ... | her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in he... | I can t endure that people should gossip about us. And then there s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to... | that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It was a dream an hallucination. We were both equally to blame, but no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to... | Night And Day |
"Tell me what you feel for Denham." | William Rodney | suddenly faced her and demanded:<|quote|>"Tell me what you feel for Denham."</|quote|>"For Ralph Denham?" she asked. | hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded:<|quote|>"Tell me what you feel for Denham."</|quote|>"For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if | nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded:<|quote|>"Tell me what you feel for Denham."</|quote|>"For Ralph Denham?" she asked... | Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I fee... | what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more to... | all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of ... | s your cousin Cassandra" He paused in embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will y... | his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She lov... | Night And Day |
"For Ralph Denham?" | Katharine Hilbery | what you feel for Denham."<|quote|>"For Ralph Denham?"</|quote|>she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, | her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham."<|quote|>"For Ralph Denham?"</|quote|>she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found | feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham."<|quote|>"For Ralph Denham?"</|quote|>she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she ... | arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling my... | to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it ... | in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire... | embarrassment. "I came here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more ... | She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard he... | Night And Day |
she asked. | No speaker | for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"Yes!" she exclaimed, as if | "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer | I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the ... | the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I ... | was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excite... | a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that ... | here this morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?" No doubt... | lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra l... | Night And Day |
"Yes!" | Katharine Hilbery | "For Ralph Denham?" she asked.<|quote|>"Yes!"</|quote|>she exclaimed, as if she | what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked.<|quote|>"Yes!"</|quote|>she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to | sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked.<|quote|>"Yes!"</|quote|>she exclaimed, as if she had found the answe... | admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you... | to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of ant... | lifts from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a ch... | morning, Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?" No doubt her beaut... | the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make... | Night And Day |
she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. | No speaker | Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!"<|quote|>she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question.</|quote|>"You re jealous of me, | you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!"<|quote|>she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question.</|quote|>"You re jealous of me, William; but you re not | of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!"<|quote|>she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some mome... | of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marr... | understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of antici... | from the earth. And when the mist departed a skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child fo... | Katharine," he resumed, with a change of voice, "to ask you to forget my folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?" No doubt her beauty, intens... | skeleton world and blankness alone remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her... | Night And Day |
"You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." | Katharine Hilbery | to some momentarily perplexing question.<|quote|>"You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once."</|quote|>He tried to compose himself. | she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question.<|quote|>"You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once."</|quote|>He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down | still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question.<|quote|>"You re jealous of me, William; but ... | "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and tu... | The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for... | remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that ... | folly, my bad temper, my inconceivable behavior. I came, Katharine, to ask whether we can t return to the position we were in before this this season of lunacy. Will you take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?" No doubt her beauty, intensified by emotion and enhanced by the flowers of bright color and strange ... | to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislik... | Night And Day |
He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. | No speaker | speak to Cassandra at once."<|quote|>He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feelin... | both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once."<|quote|>He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering... | Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once."<|quote|>He tried to compose himself. He walked up... | How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to... | him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most ad... | With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his... | take me back, Katharine, once more and for ever?" No doubt her beauty, intensified by emotion and enhanced by the flowers of bright color and strange shape which she carried wrought upon Rodney, and had its share in bestowing upon her the old romance. But a less noble passion worked in him, too; he was inflamed by jeal... | remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant... | Night And Day |
"You re right," | William Rodney | of his feeling for Cassandra.<|quote|>"You re right,"</|quote|>he exclaimed, coming to a | longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra.<|quote|>"You re right,"</|quote|>he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles | tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra.<|quote|>"You re right,"... | Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the ... | herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minute... | cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you mor... | him, too; he was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as mu... | remained a terrible prospect for the eyes of the living to behold. He saw the look of terror in her face, and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that ... | Night And Day |
he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. | No speaker | for Cassandra. "You re right,"<|quote|>he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase.</|quote|>"I love Cassandra." As he | overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right,"<|quote|>he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase.</|quote|>"I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging | himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right,"<|quote|>he exclaimed, co... | "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at t... | admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you... | her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Ca... | was inflamed by jealousy. His tentative offer of affection had been rudely and, as he thought, completely repulsed by Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame a... | no harm s done if you believe how truly I care for you. Say you believe me!" He stood over her, as if in readiness to seize the first sign of her assent. Precisely at that moment, owing, perhaps, to her vicissitudes of feeling, all sense of love left her, as in a moment a mist lifts from the earth. And when the mist de... | Night And Day |
"I love Cassandra." | William Rodney | table carrying one slender vase.<|quote|>"I love Cassandra."</|quote|>As he said this, the | knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase.<|quote|>"I love Cassandra."</|quote|>As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door | the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase.<|quote|>"I... | me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance conf... | interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly... | she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repea... | Cassandra on the preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra... | He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I st... | Night And Day |
As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. | No speaker | slender vase. "I love Cassandra."<|quote|>As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth.</|quote|>"I have overheard every word!" | a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra."<|quote|>As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth.</|quote|>"I have overheard every word!" she exclaimed. A pause succeeded | his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra."<|quote|>As ... | you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so i... | for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demande... | him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence... | preceding day. Denham s confession was in his mind. And ultimately, Katharine s dominion over him was of the sort that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me... | could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she ... | Night And Day |
"I have overheard every word!" | Cassandra Otway | and Cassandra herself stepped forth.<|quote|>"I have overheard every word!"</|quote|>she exclaimed. A pause succeeded | of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth.<|quote|>"I have overheard every word!"</|quote|>she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a | of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth.<|quote|>"I have overhear... | to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandr... | knows what I feel? How can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had ... | a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but ... | that the fevers of the night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure yo... | yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowl... | Night And Day |
she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: | No speaker | "I have overheard every word!"<|quote|>she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said:</|quote|>"Then you know what I | and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!"<|quote|>she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said:</|quote|>"Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give | "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!"<|quote|>she exclaimed. ... | tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he excl... | can I be sure of my feeling myself? Ten minutes ago I asked you to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to som... | He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was un... | night cannot exorcise. "I was as much to blame as you were yesterday," she said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve no... | unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement... | Night And Day |
"Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer" | William Rodney | a step forward and said:<|quote|>"Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer"</|quote|>She put her hands before | succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said:<|quote|>"Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer"</|quote|>She put her hands before her face; she turned away | upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!" she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said:<|quote|>"Then you kn... | the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a s... | to marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, Willia... | whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that... | said gently, disregarding his question. "I confess, William, the sight of you and Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she ... | then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unabl... | Night And Day |
She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. | No speaker | you. Give me your answer"<|quote|>She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them.</|quote|>"What Katharine said," she murmured. | what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer"<|quote|>She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them.</|quote|>"What Katharine said," she murmured. "But," she added, raising her | said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!" she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer"<|quote|>She put her hands before... | to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the c... | wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of... | yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequen... | Cassandra together made me jealous, and I couldn t control myself. I laughed at you, I know." "You jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our re... | and without understanding its origin, took her hand in his. With the sense of companionship returned a desire, like that of a child for shelter, to accept what he had to offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her chee... | Night And Day |
"What Katharine said," | Cassandra Otway | shrink from both of them.<|quote|>"What Katharine said,"</|quote|>she murmured. "But," she added, | turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them.<|quote|>"What Katharine said,"</|quote|>she murmured. "But," she added, raising her head with a | "I have overheard every word!" she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them.<|quote|>"What Katharine said,"</|quote|>she murmu... | of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every ... | feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himsel... | what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No ... | jealous!" William exclaimed. "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to li... | the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She l... | Night And Day |
she murmured. | No speaker | of them. "What Katharine said,"<|quote|>she murmured.</|quote|>"But," she added, raising her | seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said,"<|quote|>she murmured.</|quote|>"But," she added, raising her head with a look of | every word!" she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said,"<|quote|>she murmured.</|quote|>"But," she ad... | for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!" she excl... | "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up an... | to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it ... | "I assure you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she l... | that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater tha... | Night And Day |
"But," | Cassandra Otway | "What Katharine said," she murmured.<|quote|>"But,"</|quote|>she added, raising her head | shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured.<|quote|>"But,"</|quote|>she added, raising her head with a look of fear | she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured.<|quote|>"But,"</|quote|>she added, raising ... | "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!" she exclaimed. A pause ... | Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the ... | he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the exc... | you, Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in ... | of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, wit... | Night And Day |
she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission, | No speaker | Katharine said," she murmured. "But,"<|quote|>she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission,</|quote|>"how frightfully difficult it all | from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But,"<|quote|>she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission,</|quote|>"how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean | exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But,"<|quote|>she added, raising her head with... | re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!" she exclaimed. A pause succe... | she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he ... | was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excite... | Katharine, you ve not the slightest reason to be jealous. Cassandra dislikes me, so far as she feels about me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no do... | and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himself. He believed instinctively what Katharine said, but what it meant to him he was unable to understand. Could Cassandra love him? Could she have told Katharine that she loved him? The desire to know the truth of this was urgent, un... | Night And Day |
"how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?" | Cassandra Otway | which he greeted her admission,<|quote|>"how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?"</|quote|>"Right of course we re | fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission,<|quote|>"how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?"</|quote|>"Right of course we re doing right," William answered her, | to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But," she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission,<|quote|>"how frightfully difficult it all is! Our fee... | slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said this, the curtains hanging at the door of the little room parted, and Cassandra herself stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!" she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your ... | jealous of me, William; but you re not in love with me. I m jealous of you. Therefore, for both our sakes, I say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s ass... | to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he kne... | me at all. I was foolish enough to try to explain the nature of our relationship. I couldn t resist telling her what I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to re... | offer her and at that moment it seemed that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes... | Night And Day |
"Right of course we re doing right," | William Rodney | me, are we doing right?"<|quote|>"Right of course we re doing right,"</|quote|>William answered her, "if, after | and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?"<|quote|>"Right of course we re doing right,"</|quote|>William answered her, "if, after what you ve heard, you | of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But," she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission, "how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?"<|quote|>"Right of course we re doing... | stepped forth. "I have overheard every word!" she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmure... | say, speak to Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling f... | Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in ... | I supposed myself to feel for her. She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feeling... | murmured, "you accept me, Katharine. You love me." For a moment she remained silent. He then heard her murmur: "Cassandra loves you more than I do." "Cassandra?" he whispered. "She loves you," Katharine repeated. She raised herself and repeated the sentence yet a third time. "She loves you." William slowly raised himse... | Night And Day |
William answered her, | No speaker | course we re doing right,"<|quote|>William answered her,</|quote|>"if, after what you ve | we doing right?" "Right of course we re doing right,"<|quote|>William answered her,</|quote|>"if, after what you ve heard, you can marry a | "But," she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission, "how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?" "Right of course we re doing right,"<|quote|>William answered her,</|quote|>"if, a... | she exclaimed. A pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But," she added, raising her head with a l... | tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he excl... | No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired... | She refused to listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and droppe... | lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true. I know what she feels for you." "She loves me?" Katharine nodded. "Ah, but who knows what I feel? How can I be sure of m... | Night And Day |
"if, after what you ve heard, you can marry a man of such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable" | William Rodney | doing right," William answered her,<|quote|>"if, after what you ve heard, you can marry a man of such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable"</|quote|>"Don t, William," Katharine interposed; | "Right of course we re doing right," William answered her,<|quote|>"if, after what you ve heard, you can marry a man of such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable"</|quote|>"Don t, William," Katharine interposed; "Cassandra has heard us; she | raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission, "how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?" "Right of course we re doing right," William answered her,<|quote|>"if, after what you ve heard, you... | pause succeeded this announcement. Rodney made a step forward and said: "Then you know what I wish to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But," she added, raising her head with a look of fear from ... | himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to ... | it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He ... | listen, very rightly. But she left me in no doubt of her scorn." Katharine hesitated. She was confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers u... | marry me. I still wish it I don t know what I wish" He clenched his hands and turned away. He suddenly faced her and demanded: "Tell me what you feel for Denham." "For Ralph Denham?" she asked. "Yes!" she exclaimed, as if she had found the answer to some momentarily perplexing question. "You re jealous of me, William; ... | Night And Day |
"Don t, William," | Katharine Hilbery | such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable"<|quote|>"Don t, William,"</|quote|>Katharine interposed; "Cassandra has heard | can marry a man of such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable"<|quote|>"Don t, William,"</|quote|>Katharine interposed; "Cassandra has heard us; she can judge what | "how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?" "Right of course we re doing right," William answered her, "if, after what you ve heard, you can marry a man of such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable"<|quote|>"Don t, William,"<... | to ask you. Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But," she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission, "how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I... | strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase... | for now he knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for a... | confused, agitated, physically tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap. "She charmed me," Rodney continued. "I thought I loved her. But that s a thing of... | desire to know the truth of this was urgent, unknown though the consequences might be. The thrill of excitement associated with the thought of Cassandra once more took possession of him. No longer was it the excitement of anticipation and ignorance; it was the excitement of something greater than a possibility, for now... | Night And Day |
Katharine interposed; | No speaker | such deplorable" "Don t, William,"<|quote|>Katharine interposed;</|quote|>"Cassandra has heard us; she | man of such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable" "Don t, William,"<|quote|>Katharine interposed;</|quote|>"Cassandra has heard us; she can judge what we are; | it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?" "Right of course we re doing right," William answered her, "if, after what you ve heard, you can marry a man of such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable" "Don t, William,"<|quote|>Katharine interposed;</|quo... | Give me your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But," she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission, "how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours ... | floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassan... | knew her and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "... | tired, and had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap. "She charmed me," Rodney continued. "I thought I loved her. But that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katha... | that he offered her the only thing that could make it tolerable to live. She let him press his lips to her cheek, and leant her head upon his arm. It was the moment of his triumph. It was the only moment in which she belonged to him and was dependent upon his protection. "Yes, yes, yes," he murmured, "you accept me, Ka... | Night And Day |
"Cassandra has heard us; she can judge what we are; she knows better than we could tell her." | Katharine Hilbery | "Don t, William," Katharine interposed;<|quote|>"Cassandra has heard us; she can judge what we are; she knows better than we could tell her."</|quote|>But, still holding William s | such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable" "Don t, William," Katharine interposed;<|quote|>"Cassandra has heard us; she can judge what we are; she knows better than we could tell her."</|quote|>But, still holding William s hand, questions and desires welled | is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine and Katharine s. Katharine, tell me, are we doing right?" "Right of course we re doing right," William answered her, "if, after what you ve heard, you can marry a man of such incomprehensible confusion, such deplorable" "Don t, William," Katharine interposed;<|quote|>"Cassandra h... | your answer" She put her hands before her face; she turned away and seemed to shrink from both of them. "What Katharine said," she murmured. "But," she added, raising her head with a look of fear from the kiss with which he greeted her admission, "how frightfully difficult it all is! Our feelings, I mean yours and mine... | his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. "You re right," he exclaimed, coming to a standstill and rapping his knuckles sharply upon a small table carrying one slender vase. "I love Cassandra." As he said ... | and had measure of the sympathy between them. But who could give him certainty? Could Katharine, Katharine who had lately lain in his arms, Katharine herself the most admired of women? He looked at her, with doubt, and with anxiety, but said nothing. "Yes, yes," she said, interpreting his wish for assurance, "it s true... | had already to reckon with the violent feeling of dislike aroused by her aunt which still vibrated through all the rest of her feelings. She sank into a chair and dropped her flowers upon her lap. "She charmed me," Rodney continued. "I thought I loved her. But that s a thing of the past. It s all over, Katharine. It wa... | Cassandra at once." He tried to compose himself. He walked up and down the room; he paused at the window and surveyed the flowers strewn upon the floor. Meanwhile his desire to have Katharine s assurance confirmed became so insistent that he could no longer deny the overmastering strength of his feeling for Cassandra. ... | Night And Day |
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