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"I quite understand his feelings," | Cassandra Otway | that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra.<|quote|>"I quite understand his feelings,"</|quote|>Cassandra replied. "I quite agree | these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra.<|quote|>"I quite understand his feelings,"</|quote|>Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it | any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra.<|quote|>... | and read aloud, with considerable excisions and much hesitation. "... a thousand pities ahem I fear we shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay w... | some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine was becoming engaged to Ralph Denham in the dining-room. Cassandra, in the rosy light of her own circumstances, had been disposed to think that the matte... | mind, character. She could never compete with Katharine; she could never be safe so long as Katharine brooded over her, dominating her, disposing of her. She called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached out her hand and grasped the volume of history. At tha... | began to look among his books. So desultory was this examination that some fifteen minutes failed to discover the work they were in search of. "Must you read Macaulay s History, Cassandra?" Katharine asked, with a stretch of her arms. "I must," Cassandra replied briefly. "Well, I m going to leave you to look for it by ... | suffered in the whole of her life; she learnt more of her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has Willia... | Night And Day |
Cassandra replied. | No speaker | "I quite understand his feelings,"<|quote|>Cassandra replied.</|quote|>"I quite agree with them. | that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings,"<|quote|>Cassandra replied.</|quote|>"I quite agree with them. I think it would be | delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings,"... | excisions and much hesitation. "... a thousand pities ahem I fear we shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our... | a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine was becoming engaged to Ralph Denham in the dining-room. Cassandra, in the rosy light of her own circumstances, had been disposed to think that the matter must be settled already. But... | compete with Katharine; she could never be safe so long as Katharine brooded over her, dominating her, disposing of her. She called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached out her hand and grasped the volume of history. At that moment the bell of the telephon... | books. So desultory was this examination that some fifteen minutes failed to discover the work they were in search of. "Must you read Macaulay s History, Cassandra?" Katharine asked, with a stretch of her arms. "I must," Cassandra replied briefly. "Well, I m going to leave you to look for it by yourself." "Oh, no, Kath... | book upon the table. "Would you rather not talk?" "We ve talked enough already," Katharine replied evasively. "I know I shan t be able to settle to Macaulay," said Cassandra, looking ruefully at the dull red cover of the prescribed volume, which, however, possessed a talismanic property, since William admired it. He ha... | Night And Day |
"I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." | Cassandra Otway | understand his feelings," Cassandra replied.<|quote|>"I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says."</|quote|>"But, then, if I don | itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied.<|quote|>"I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says."</|quote|>"But, then, if I don t marry him for months | in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra re... | much hesitation. "... a thousand pities ahem I fear we shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests bet... | difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine was becoming engaged to Ralph Denham in the dining-room. Cassandra, in the rosy light of her own circumstances, had been disposed to think that the matter must be settled already. But a lett... | Katharine; she could never be safe so long as Katharine brooded over her, dominating her, disposing of her. She called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached out her hand and grasped the volume of history. At that moment the bell of the telephone rang and Ka... | desultory was this examination that some fifteen minutes failed to discover the work they were in search of. "Must you read Macaulay s History, Cassandra?" Katharine asked, with a stretch of her arms. "I must," Cassandra replied briefly. "Well, I m going to leave you to look for it by yourself." "Oh, no, Katharine. Ple... | Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply f... | Night And Day |
"But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" | Katharine Hilbery | should wait as William says."<|quote|>"But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?"</|quote|>Cassandra was silent. The prospect | marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says."<|quote|>"But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?"</|quote|>Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been | Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says."<|quote|>"But, th... | reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, hav... | the dining-room. Cassandra, in the rosy light of her own circumstances, had been disposed to think that the matter must be settled already. But a letter which she had received that morning from William, while ardent in its expression of affection, had conveyed to her obliquely that he would prefer the announcement of t... | only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached out her hand and grasped the volume of history. At that moment the bell of the telephone rang and Katharine went to answer it. Cassandra, released from observation, dropped her book and clenched her hands. She suffered more fiery torture in those few minutes th... | asked, with a stretch of her arms. "I must," Cassandra replied briefly. "Well, I m going to leave you to look for it by yourself." "Oh, no, Katharine. Please stay and help me. You see you see I told William I d read a little every day. And I want to tell him that I ve begun when he comes." "When does William come?" Kat... | present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief... | Night And Day |
Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was ... | No speaker | or, perhaps, not at all?"<|quote|>Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it... | t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?"<|quote|>Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have ... | disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?"<|quote|>Cassandra was silent. The prospe... | not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "... | think that the matter must be settled already. But a letter which she had received that morning from William, while ardent in its expression of affection, had conveyed to her obliquely that he would prefer the announcement of their engagement to coincide with that of Katharine s. This document Cassandra now produced, a... | grasped the volume of history. At that moment the bell of the telephone rang and Katharine went to answer it. Cassandra, released from observation, dropped her book and clenched her hands. She suffered more fiery torture in those few minutes than she had suffered in the whole of her life; she learnt more of her capacit... | going to leave you to look for it by yourself." "Oh, no, Katharine. Please stay and help me. You see you see I told William I d read a little every day. And I want to tell him that I ve begun when he comes." "When does William come?" Katharine asked, turning to the shelves again. "To tea, if that suits you?" "If it sui... | meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married... | Night And Day |
"I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." | Ralph Denham | It was to this effect:<|quote|>"I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now."</|quote|>"How long did you wait | it tended in that direction. It was to this effect:<|quote|>"I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now."</|quote|>"How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went | Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect:<|quote|>"I m Ralph Denham speakin... | Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; sh... | excisions and much hesitation. "... a thousand pities ahem I fear we shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our... | feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, c... | tea, if that suits you?" "If it suits me to be out, I suppose you mean." "Oh, you re horrid.... Why shouldn t you ?" "Yes?" "Why shouldn t you be happy too?" "I am quite happy," Katharine replied. "I mean as I am. Katharine," she said impulsively, "do let s be married on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. B... | said Cassandra, with a little shudder, and her look showed that she spoke the truth. She turned and glanced at Katharine as she had never glanced at her before. There was fear in her glance, which darted on her and then dropped guiltily. Oh, Katharine had everything beauty, mind, character. She could never compete with... | Night And Day |
"How long did you wait outside the house?" | Katharine Hilbery | in my right senses now."<|quote|>"How long did you wait outside the house?"</|quote|>"I went home and wrote | Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now."<|quote|>"How long did you wait outside the house?"</|quote|>"I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore | must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now."<|quote|>"How long did you wait outside the house?"<... | much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to ... | shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cau... | look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of... | I suppose you mean." "Oh, you re horrid.... Why shouldn t you ?" "Yes?" "Why shouldn t you be happy too?" "I am quite happy," Katharine replied. "I mean as I am. Katharine," she said impulsively, "do let s be married on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. But why shouldn t you marry some one else?" "Here s y... | called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached out her hand and grasped the volume of history. At that moment the bell of the telephone rang and Katharine went to answer it. Cassandra, released from observation, dropped her book and clenched her hands. She su... | Night And Day |
"I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." | Ralph Denham | you wait outside the house?"<|quote|>"I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up."</|quote|>"I shall tear up everything | senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?"<|quote|>"I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up."</|quote|>"I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. | him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?"<|quote|>"I went home and wrote you a letter. I t... | Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overhea... | If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like... | "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no tim... | Why shouldn t you ?" "Yes?" "Why shouldn t you be happy too?" "I am quite happy," Katharine replied. "I mean as I am. Katharine," she said impulsively, "do let s be married on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. But why shouldn t you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round... | to Ralph Denham in the dining-room. Cassandra, in the rosy light of her own circumstances, had been disposed to think that the matter must be settled already. But a letter which she had received that morning from William, while ardent in its expression of affection, had conveyed to her obliquely that he would prefer th... | Night And Day |
"I shall tear up everything too." | Katharine Hilbery | letter. I tore it up."<|quote|>"I shall tear up everything too."</|quote|>"I shall come." "Yes. Come | home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up."<|quote|>"I shall tear up everything too."</|quote|>"I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to | she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up."<|quote|>"I shall tear up everything too."</|quote|>"I shall come." "Yes. Com... | don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt... | happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drif... | meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married... | too?" "I am quite happy," Katharine replied. "I mean as I am. Katharine," she said impulsively, "do let s be married on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. But why shouldn t you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round with the book in her hand. "I should say you d better b... | reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine was becoming engaged to Ralph Denham in the dining-room. Cassandra, in the rosy light of her own circumstances, had been disposed to think that... | Night And Day |
"I shall come." | Ralph Denham | shall tear up everything too."<|quote|>"I shall come."</|quote|>"Yes. Come to-day." "I must | I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too."<|quote|>"I shall come."</|quote|>"Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We | certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too."<|quote|>"I shall come."</|quote|>"Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain ... | or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended ... | and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itsel... | mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no re... | replied. "I mean as I am. Katharine," she said impulsively, "do let s be married on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. But why shouldn t you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round with the book in her hand. "I should say you d better begin to read at once if you mean to ... | her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Ka... | Night And Day |
"Yes. Come to-day." | Katharine Hilbery | everything too." "I shall come."<|quote|>"Yes. Come to-day."</|quote|>"I must explain to you" | up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come."<|quote|>"Yes. Come to-day."</|quote|>"I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A | tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come."<|quote|>"Yes. Come to-day."</|quote|>"I must explain to you" "Yes. We... | at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction... | position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted ... | What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moment... | as I am. Katharine," she said impulsively, "do let s be married on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. But why shouldn t you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round with the book in her hand. "I should say you d better begin to read at once if you mean to be educated by te... | could never compete with Katharine; she could never be safe so long as Katharine brooded over her, dominating her, disposing of her. She called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached out her hand and grasped the volume of history. At that moment the bell of ... | Night And Day |
"I must explain to you" | Ralph Denham | shall come." "Yes. Come to-day."<|quote|>"I must explain to you"</|quote|>"Yes. We must explain" A | tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day."<|quote|>"I must explain to you"</|quote|>"Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph began | direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day."<|quote|>"I must explain to you"</|quote|>"Yes. We must explain" ... | was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this ef... | in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I qu... | told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed... | Katharine," she said impulsively, "do let s be married on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. But why shouldn t you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round with the book in her hand. "I should say you d better begin to read at once if you mean to be educated by tea-time." ... | much hesitation. "... a thousand pities ahem I fear we shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests bet... | Night And Day |
"Yes. We must explain" | Katharine Hilbery | "I must explain to you"<|quote|>"Yes. We must explain"</|quote|>A long pause followed. Ralph | shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you"<|quote|>"Yes. We must explain"</|quote|>A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he | effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you"<|quote|>"Yes. We must explain"</|quote|>A long pause followed. Ral... | her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. ... | you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feeli... | The accusation that Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to... | let s be married on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. But why shouldn t you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round with the book in her hand. "I should say you d better begin to read at once if you mean to be educated by tea-time." "Damn Lord Macaulay!" cried Cassandra,... | Katharine was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversa... | Night And Day |
A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word, | No speaker | you" "Yes. We must explain"<|quote|>A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word,</|quote|>"Nothing." Suddenly, together, at the | to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain"<|quote|>A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word,</|quote|>"Nothing." Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. | Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain"<|quote|>A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which h... | telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses n... | my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra repli... | was calm, callous, and indifferent was not possible in face of her present air of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the n... | on the same day." "To the same man?" "Oh, no, no. But why shouldn t you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round with the book in her hand. "I should say you d better begin to read at once if you mean to be educated by tea-time." "Damn Lord Macaulay!" cried Cassandra, slapping the boo... | her, disposing of her. She called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached out her hand and grasped the volume of history. At that moment the bell of the telephone rang and Katharine went to answer it. Cassandra, released from observation, dropped her book and... | Night And Day |
"Nothing." | Ralph Denham | he canceled with the word,<|quote|>"Nothing."</|quote|>Suddenly, together, at the same | Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word,<|quote|>"Nothing."</|quote|>Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And | outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word,<|quote|>"Nothing."</|quote|>Suddenly, together, at ... | become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a ... | to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr... | of animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine ... | t you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round with the book in her hand. "I should say you d better begin to read at once if you mean to be educated by tea-time." "Damn Lord Macaulay!" cried Cassandra, slapping the book upon the table. "Would you rather not talk?" "We ve talked enoug... | no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine was becoming engaged to Ralph Den... | Night And Day |
Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And yet, if the telephone had been miraculously connected with some higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhilaration. She ran downstairs on the crest of it. She was ... | No speaker | canceled with the word, "Nothing."<|quote|>Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And yet, if the telephone had been miraculously connected with some higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhilaration. She ... | began a sentence, which he canceled with the word, "Nothing."<|quote|>Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And yet, if the telephone had been miraculously connected with some higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener ... | the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word, "Nothing."<|quote|>Suddenly, together, at the same moment, ... | engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. ... | cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. D... | animation. She gave Cassandra no time to frame an answer. "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine was... | you marry some one else?" "Here s your Macaulay," said Katharine, turning round with the book in her hand. "I should say you d better begin to read at once if you mean to be educated by tea-time." "Damn Lord Macaulay!" cried Cassandra, slapping the book upon the table. "Would you rather not talk?" "We ve talked enough ... | from observation, dropped her book and clenched her hands. She suffered more fiery torture in those few minutes than she had suffered in the whole of her life; she learnt more of her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?"... | Night And Day |
"If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." | Katharine Hilbery | a moment, and then said:<|quote|>"If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything."</|quote|>"Because he s fearfully sensitive | marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said:<|quote|>"If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything."</|quote|>"Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," | heard on the telephone. The tendency of her spirit seemed to be in an altogether different direction; and of a different nature. She had only to look at Cassandra to see what the love that results in an engagement and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said:<|quote|>"If you don t want to tell people ... | scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhilaration. She ran downstairs on the crest of it. She was amazed to find herself already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just heard on the telephone. The tendency of her ... | that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause... | now produced, and read aloud, with considerable excisions and much hesitation. "... a thousand pities ahem I fear we shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive t... | the light fade from Cassandra s face, as if she had implied some other, more mysterious, relationship. She was stung with compunction. She marveled at her own rashness in having influenced the life of another, as she had influenced Cassandra s life. "We weren t serious," she said quickly. "But I m fearfully serious," s... | her obliquely that he would prefer the announcement of their engagement to coincide with that of Katharine s. This document Cassandra now produced, and read aloud, with considerable excisions and much hesitation. "... a thousand pities ahem I fear we shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand,... | Night And Day |
"Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," | Cassandra Otway | for him to do anything."<|quote|>"Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings,"</|quote|>said Cassandra. "The idea that | that make it very difficult for him to do anything."<|quote|>"Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings,"</|quote|>said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie | love that results in an engagement and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything."<|quote|>"Because he s fearfully sensitive about other ... | already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just heard on the telephone. The tendency of her spirit seemed to be in an altogether different direction; and of a different nature. She had only to look at Cassandra to see what the love that results in an engagement and marria... | a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word, "Nothing." Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And yet, if the telephone h... | I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaim... | of another, as she had influenced Cassandra s life. "We weren t serious," she said quickly. "But I m fearfully serious," said Cassandra, with a little shudder, and her look showed that she spoke the truth. She turned and glanced at Katharine as she had never glanced at her before. There was fear in her glance, which da... | right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word, "Nothing.... | Night And Day |
said Cassandra. | No speaker | about other people s feelings,"<|quote|>said Cassandra.</|quote|>"The idea that he could | "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings,"<|quote|>said Cassandra.</|quote|>"The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle | considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings,"<|quote|>said Cassandra.</|quote|>"The idea that... | of the halting voice she had just heard on the telephone. The tendency of her spirit seemed to be in an altogether different direction; and of a different nature. She had only to look at Cassandra to see what the love that results in an engagement and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you ... | everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word, "Nothing." Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And yet, if the telephone had been miraculously connected with some h... | reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a spe... | weren t serious," she said quickly. "But I m fearfully serious," said Cassandra, with a little shudder, and her look showed that she spoke the truth. She turned and glanced at Katharine as she had never glanced at her before. There was fear in her glance, which darted on her and then dropped guiltily. Oh, Katharine had... | Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; sh... | Night And Day |
"The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks." | Cassandra Otway | people s feelings," said Cassandra.<|quote|>"The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks."</|quote|>This interpretation of what she | s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra.<|quote|>"The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks."</|quote|>This interpretation of what she was used to call William | a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra.<|quote|>"The idea that he could upset Aunt Mag... | halting voice she had just heard on the telephone. The tendency of her spirit seemed to be in an altogether different direction; and of a different nature. She had only to look at Cassandra to see what the love that results in an engagement and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t w... | "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word, "Nothing." Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And yet, if the telephone had been miraculously connected with some higher atmosphere ... | and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itsel... | serious," she said quickly. "But I m fearfully serious," said Cassandra, with a little shudder, and her look showed that she spoke the truth. She turned and glanced at Katharine as she had never glanced at her before. There was fear in her glance, which darted on her and then dropped guiltily. Oh, Katharine had everyth... | "Now, when are you and William going to be married?" she asked. Cassandra made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine was becoming engaged to Ralph Denham in the dining-room. Cass... | Night And Day |
This interpretation of what she was used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one. | No speaker | make him ill for weeks."<|quote|>This interpretation of what she was used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one.</|quote|>"Yes, you re right," she | Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks."<|quote|>This interpretation of what she was used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one.</|quote|>"Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships | it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks."<|quote|>This interpretation of what ... | in an altogether different direction; and of a different nature. She had only to look at Cassandra to see what the love that results in an engagement and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these ... | pause followed. Ralph began a sentence, which he canceled with the word, "Nothing." Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And yet, if the telephone had been miraculously connected with some higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathe... | serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite... | look showed that she spoke the truth. She turned and glanced at Katharine as she had never glanced at her before. There was fear in her glance, which darted on her and then dropped guiltily. Oh, Katharine had everything beauty, mind, character. She could never compete with Katharine; she could never be safe so long as ... | made no reply for some moments. It was, indeed, a very difficult question to answer. In conversation the night before, William had indicated to Cassandra that, in his belief, Katharine was becoming engaged to Ralph Denham in the dining-room. Cassandra, in the rosy light of her own circumstances, had been disposed to th... | Night And Day |
"Yes, you re right," | Katharine Hilbery | to be the true one.<|quote|>"Yes, you re right,"</|quote|>she said. "And then he | yet she felt it now to be the true one.<|quote|>"Yes, you re right,"</|quote|>she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life | other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks." This interpretation of what she was used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one.<|quote|>"Yes, you re right,"</|quote|>she said. ... | and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The id... | had been miraculously connected with some higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhilaration. She ran downstairs on the crest of it. She was amazed to find herself already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner o... | the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perha... | which darted on her and then dropped guiltily. Oh, Katharine had everything beauty, mind, character. She could never compete with Katharine; she could never be safe so long as Katharine brooded over her, dominating her, disposing of her. She called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly ... | the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perha... | Night And Day |
she said. | No speaker | one. "Yes, you re right,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"And then he worships beauty. | now to be the true one. "Yes, you re right,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be | said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks." This interpretation of what she was used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one. "Yes, you re right,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"And then he worships beau... | considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset A... | with some higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhilaration. She ran downstairs on the crest of it. She was amazed to find herself already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just... | remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Ca... | and then dropped guiltily. Oh, Katharine had everything beauty, mind, character. She could never compete with Katharine; she could never be safe so long as Katharine brooded over her, dominating her, disposing of her. She called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one sh... | and much hesitation. "... a thousand pities ahem I fear we shall cause a great deal of natural annoyance. If, on the other hand, what I have reason to think will happen, should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests... | Night And Day |
"And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." | Cassandra Otway | you re right," she said.<|quote|>"And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect."</|quote|>Whether this applied also to | be the true one. "Yes, you re right," she said.<|quote|>"And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect."</|quote|>Whether this applied also to the sentiments expr... | "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks." This interpretation of what she was used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one. "Yes, you re right," she said.<|quote|>"And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be b... | a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or U... | higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhilaration. She ran downstairs on the crest of it. She was amazed to find herself already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just heard on ... | a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. Denham, that we should wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was s... | dropped guiltily. Oh, Katharine had everything beauty, mind, character. She could never compete with Katharine; she could never be safe so long as Katharine brooded over her, dominating her, disposing of her. She called her cold, unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached... | higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhilaration. She ran downstairs on the crest of it. She was amazed to find herself already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just heard on ... | Night And Day |
Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. | No speaker | envelope. Every letter is perfect."<|quote|>Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit ... | at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect."<|quote|>Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cas... | felt it now to be the true one. "Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect."<|quote|>Whether this applied also to the sentiment... | do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks." This interpretation of what she was used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true... | find herself already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just heard on the telephone. The tendency of her spirit seemed to be in an altogether different direction; and of a different nature. She had only to look at Cassandra to see what the love that results in an engageme... | wait as William says." "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upo... | unseeing, unscrupulous, but the only sign she gave outwardly was a curious one she reached out her hand and grasped the volume of history. At that moment the bell of the telephone rang and Katharine went to answer it. Cassandra, released from observation, dropped her book and clenched her hands. She suffered more fiery... | looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outsi... | Night And Day |
"Yes," | Katharine Hilbery | of his love of beauty.<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>she said, "he loves beauty." | as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty.<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have | the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty.<|quote|>"Yes,"</|quote|>she said, "he loves beauty... | the true one. "Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter,... | in an engagement and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said C... | upon the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. ... | in those few minutes than she had suffered in the whole of her life; she learnt more of her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you ... | should happen within reasonable time, and the present position is not in any way offensive to you, delay would, in my opinion, serve all our interests better than a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of the... | Night And Day |
she said, | No speaker | his love of beauty. "Yes,"<|quote|>she said,</|quote|>"he loves beauty." "I hope | Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes,"<|quote|>she said,</|quote|>"he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great | sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes,"<|quote|>she said,</|quote|>"he loves beauty." "... | true one. "Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Kat... | an engagement and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cass... | the telephone, she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come ... | those few minutes than she had suffered in the whole of her life; she learnt more of her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mea... | ran downstairs on the crest of it. She was amazed to find herself already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just heard on the telephone. The tendency of her spirit seemed to be in an altogether different direction; and of a different nature. She had only to look at Cassa... | Night And Day |
"he loves beauty." | Katharine Hilbery | of beauty. "Yes," she said,<|quote|>"he loves beauty."</|quote|>"I hope we shall have | the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said,<|quote|>"he loves beauty."</|quote|>"I hope we shall have a great many children," said | in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said,<|quote|>"he loves beauty."</|quote|>"I hope we shall have ... | "Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was... | and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The id... | she would not have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I mus... | minutes than she had suffered in the whole of her life; she learnt more of her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph De... | already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just heard on the telephone. The tendency of her spirit seemed to be in an altogether different direction; and of a different nature. She had only to look at Cassandra to see what the love that results in an engagement and marria... | Night And Day |
"I hope we shall have a great many children," | Cassandra Otway | she said, "he loves beauty."<|quote|>"I hope we shall have a great many children,"</|quote|>said Cassandra. "He loves children." | his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty."<|quote|>"I hope we shall have a great many children,"</|quote|>said Cassandra. "He loves children." This remark made Katharine realize | Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty."<|quote|>"I hope we shall have a great many children,"<... | right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure;... | She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could ups... | have felt so certain that it tended in that direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to y... | had suffered in the whole of her life; she learnt more of her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has Wi... | a sentence, which he canceled with the word, "Nothing." Suddenly, together, at the same moment, they said good-bye. And yet, if the telephone had been miraculously connected with some higher atmosphere pungent with the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhil... | Night And Day |
said Cassandra. | No speaker | have a great many children,"<|quote|>said Cassandra.</|quote|>"He loves children." This remark | beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children,"<|quote|>said Cassandra.</|quote|>"He loves children." This remark made Katharine realize the depths | solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children,"<|quote|>said Cassandra.</|quote|>"He loves children." ... | wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassa... | you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him il... | direction. It was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause foll... | learnt more of her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The acc... | "But, then, if I don t marry him for months or, perhaps, not at all?" Cassandra was silent. The prospect appalled her. Katharine had been telephoning to Ralph Denham; she looked queer, too; she must be, or about to become, engaged to him. But if Cassandra could have overheard the conversation upon the telephone, she wo... | Night And Day |
"He loves children." | Cassandra Otway | great many children," said Cassandra.<|quote|>"He loves children."</|quote|>This remark made Katharine realize | hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra.<|quote|>"He loves children."</|quote|>This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy | spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra.<|quote|>"He loves children."</|quote|>This remark mad... | to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not... | t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for we... | was to this effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph be... | of her capacities for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that... | the scent of thyme and the savor of salt, Katharine could hardly have breathed in a keener sense of exhilaration. She ran downstairs on the crest of it. She was amazed to find herself already committed by William and Cassandra to marry the owner of the halting voice she had just heard on the telephone. The tendency of ... | Night And Day |
This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy better than any other words could have done; she was jealous for one moment; but the next she was humiliated. She had known William for years, and she had never once guessed that he loved children. She looked at the queer glow of exaltation in Cassandra s ... | No speaker | said Cassandra. "He loves children."<|quote|>This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy better than any other words could have done; she was jealous for one moment; but the next she was humiliated. She had known William for years, and she had never once guessed that he loved children. She looked at... | have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves children."<|quote|>This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy better than any other words could have done; she was jealous for one moment; but the next she was humiliated. She had known William for years, and she had never once guessed that he ... | it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves children."<|quote|>This remark made Katharine realize the depths... | in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this applied also to the sentiments expressed in the letter, Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to ... | tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about other people s feelings," said Cassandra. "The idea that he could upset Aunt Maggie or Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks." This... | effect: "I m Ralph Denham speaking. I m in my right senses now." "How long did you wait outside the house?" "I went home and wrote you a letter. I tore it up." "I shall tear up everything too." "I shall come." "Yes. Come to-day." "I must explain to you" "Yes. We must explain" A long pause followed. Ralph began a senten... | for feeling. But when Katharine reappeared she was calm, and had gained a look of dignity that was new to her. "Was that him?" she asked. "It was Ralph Denham," Katharine replied. "I meant Ralph Denham." "Why did you mean Ralph Denham? What has William told you about Ralph Denham?" The accusation that Katharine was cal... | see what the love that results in an engagement and marriage means. She considered for a moment, and then said: "If you don t want to tell people yourselves, I ll do it for you. I know William has feelings about these matters that make it very difficult for him to do anything." "Because he s fearfully sensitive about o... | Night And Day |
"How like Aunt Maggie you look!" | Cassandra Otway | Cassandra was startled into exclaiming:<|quote|>"How like Aunt Maggie you look!"</|quote|>"Nonsense," said Katharine, with more | oblivious of the tapioca, that Cassandra was startled into exclaiming:<|quote|>"How like Aunt Maggie you look!"</|quote|>"Nonsense," said Katharine, with more irritation than the remark seemed | Cassandra was deluded into giving fresh examples of her absorbing theme. Then they lunched, and the only sign that Katharine gave of abstraction was to forget to help the pudding. She looked so like her mother, as she sat there oblivious of the tapioca, that Cassandra was startled into exclaiming:<|quote|>"How like Aun... | for moments unperceived. What could Katharine be thinking about, unless it were Ralph Denham? She was satisfied, by certain random replies, that Katharine had wandered a little from the subject of William s perfections. But Katharine made no sign. She always ended these pauses by saying something so natural that Cassan... | beholding the true spirit of a human being, and wished that she would go on talking about William for ever. Cassandra was not unwilling to gratify her. She talked on. The morning slipped away. Katharine scarcely changed her position on the edge of her father s writing-table, and Cassandra never opened the "History of E... | used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one. "Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Eve... | a premature explanation, which is bound to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would b... | sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves chi... | Night And Day |
"Nonsense," | Katharine Hilbery | like Aunt Maggie you look!"<|quote|>"Nonsense,"</|quote|>said Katharine, with more irritation | was startled into exclaiming: "How like Aunt Maggie you look!"<|quote|>"Nonsense,"</|quote|>said Katharine, with more irritation than the remark seemed to | examples of her absorbing theme. Then they lunched, and the only sign that Katharine gave of abstraction was to forget to help the pudding. She looked so like her mother, as she sat there oblivious of the tapioca, that Cassandra was startled into exclaiming: "How like Aunt Maggie you look!"<|quote|>"Nonsense,"</|quote|... | be thinking about, unless it were Ralph Denham? She was satisfied, by certain random replies, that Katharine had wandered a little from the subject of William s perfections. But Katharine made no sign. She always ended these pauses by saying something so natural that Cassandra was deluded into giving fresh examples of ... | human being, and wished that she would go on talking about William for ever. Cassandra was not unwilling to gratify her. She talked on. The morning slipped away. Katharine scarcely changed her position on the edge of her father s writing-table, and Cassandra never opened the "History of England." And yet it must be con... | was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one. "Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this app... | to cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr... | her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves children." This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy better than any othe... | Night And Day |
said Katharine, with more irritation than the remark seemed to call for. In truth, now that her mother was away, Katharine did feel less sensible than usual, but as she argued it to herself, there was much less need for sense. Secretly, she was a little shaken by the evidence which the morning had supplied of her immen... | No speaker | Aunt Maggie you look!" "Nonsense,"<|quote|>said Katharine, with more irritation than the remark seemed to call for. In truth, now that her mother was away, Katharine did feel less sensible than usual, but as she argued it to herself, there was much less need for sense. Secretly, she was a little shaken by the evidence ... | startled into exclaiming: "How like Aunt Maggie you look!" "Nonsense,"<|quote|>said Katharine, with more irritation than the remark seemed to call for. In truth, now that her mother was away, Katharine did feel less sensible than usual, but as she argued it to herself, there was much less need for sense. Secretly, she ... | of her absorbing theme. Then they lunched, and the only sign that Katharine gave of abstraction was to forget to help the pudding. She looked so like her mother, as she sat there oblivious of the tapioca, that Cassandra was startled into exclaiming: "How like Aunt Maggie you look!" "Nonsense,"<|quote|>said Katharine, w... | thinking about, unless it were Ralph Denham? She was satisfied, by certain random replies, that Katharine had wandered a little from the subject of William s perfections. But Katharine made no sign. She always ended these pauses by saying something so natural that Cassandra was deluded into giving fresh examples of her... | being, and wished that she would go on talking about William for ever. Cassandra was not unwilling to gratify her. She talked on. The morning slipped away. Katharine scarcely changed her position on the edge of her father s writing-table, and Cassandra never opened the "History of England." And yet it must be confessed... | new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one. "Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed how exquisitely he finishes everything? Look at the address on that envelope. Every letter is perfect." Whether this applied... | cause more surprise than is desirable " "Very like William," Katharine exclaimed, having gathered the drift of these remarks with a speed that, by itself, disconcerted Cassandra. "I quite understand his feelings," Cassandra replied. "I quite agree with them. I think it would be much better, if you intend to marry Mr. D... | Uncle Trevor would make him ill for weeks." This interpretation of what she was used to call William s conventionality was new to Katharine. And yet she felt it now to be the true one. "Yes, you re right," she said. "And then he worships beauty. He wants life to be beautiful in every part of it. Have you ever noticed h... | Night And Day |
"Has Katharine spoken to you?" | William Rodney | first question he asked was:<|quote|>"Has Katharine spoken to you?"</|quote|>"Yes. But she says she | affection at rest, but the first question he asked was:<|quote|>"Has Katharine spoken to you?"</|quote|>"Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn | back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was:<|quote|>"Has Katharine spoken to you?"</|quote|>"Yes. B... | to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being late, and no sooner had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He... | looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get married at once, but it was difficult, if this were so, to account for some remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several ... | an infinite variety of thoughts that were too foolish to be named. She was, for example, walking down a road in Northumberland in the August sunset; at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the s... | Katharine was not so sure; but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cas... | then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get married at once, but it was difficult, if this were so, to account for some remarks that Katharine le... | Night And Day |
"Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." | Cassandra Otway | "Has Katharine spoken to you?"<|quote|>"Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged."</|quote|>William frowned, and looked annoyed. | first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?"<|quote|>"Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged."</|quote|>William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and | be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?"<|quote|>"Yes. But she says she s not engaged. S... | and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being late, and no sooner had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five mi... | Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get married at once, but it was difficult, if this were so, to account for some remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if sh... | that were too foolish to be named. She was, for example, walking down a road in Northumberland in the August sunset; at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry ... | but when William s solicitude was spent upon Cassandra it not only failed to irritate her, as it had done when she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves children.... | her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get married at... | Night And Day |
William frowned, and looked annoyed. | No speaker | ever going to be engaged."<|quote|>William frowned, and looked annoyed.</|quote|>"They telephoned this morning, and | seem to think she s ever going to be engaged."<|quote|>William frowned, and looked annoyed.</|quote|>"They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She | had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged."<|quote|>William frowned, and looked annoyed.</|quote|>"They... | the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being late, and no sooner had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put h... | she was making up her mind to get married at once, but it was difficult, if this were so, to account for some remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Brads... | at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience ... | she was the object of it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves children." This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy better than any other words could have done; ... | the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled upon the surface of the sea, which could be discovered over there, or with equal unreason it returned to its couch of bracken beneath the stars of midnigh... | Night And Day |
"They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," | Cassandra Otway | William frowned, and looked annoyed.<|quote|>"They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding,"</|quote|>Cassandra added by way of | ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed.<|quote|>"They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding,"</|quote|>Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, | him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed.<|quote|>"They telephoned this morning, and she behave... | at the thought of being late, and no sooner had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest,... | mind to get married at once, but it was difficult, if this were so, to account for some remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of ... | her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately.... | it, but appeared, as Cassandra said, the fruit of his love of beauty. "Yes," she said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves children." This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy better than any other words could have done; she was jealous for on... | became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up ... | Night And Day |
Cassandra added by way of cheering him. | No speaker | forgets to help the pudding,"<|quote|>Cassandra added by way of cheering him.</|quote|>"My dear child, after what | she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding,"<|quote|>Cassandra added by way of cheering him.</|quote|>"My dear child, after what I saw and heard last | question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding,"<|quote|>Cassandra added by way of cheer... | wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Y... | account for some remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her cl... | feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled upon th... | said, "he loves beauty." "I hope we shall have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves children." This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy better than any other words could have done; she was jealous for one moment; but the next she was humiliated. She had known William for years, and s... | herself suddenly pursuing such thoughts with an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katha... | Night And Day |
"My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" | William Rodney | by way of cheering him.<|quote|>"My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or"</|quote|>He left his sentence unfinished, | help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him.<|quote|>"My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or"</|quote|>He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine | to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him.<|quote|>"My dear child, after what I saw and... | order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. ... | fall about the future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Ch... | the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled upon the surface of the sea, which could be... | shall have a great many children," said Cassandra. "He loves children." This remark made Katharine realize the depths of their intimacy better than any other words could have done; she was jealous for one moment; but the next she was humiliated. She had known William for years, and she had never once guessed that he lo... | of her absorbing theme. Then they lunched, and the only sign that Katharine gave of abstraction was to forget to help the pudding. She looked so like her mother, as she sat there oblivious of the tapioca, that Cassandra was startled into exclaiming: "How like Aunt Maggie you look!" "Nonsense," said Katharine, with more... | Night And Day |
He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relie... | No speaker | s engaged to him or"<|quote|>He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was cl... | guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or"<|quote|>He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon... | annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or"<|quote|>He left his sentence unfinished, for... | receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she beha... | plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being late, and ... | perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled upon the surface of the sea, which could be discovered over there, or with equal unreason it returned to its couch of bracken beneath the stars of midnight, and visited the snow valleys of... | have done; she was jealous for one moment; but the next she was humiliated. She had known William for years, and she had never once guessed that he loved children. She looked at the queer glow of exaltation in Cassandra s eyes, through which she was beholding the true spirit of a human being, and wished that she would ... | seemed to call for. In truth, now that her mother was away, Katharine did feel less sensible than usual, but as she argued it to herself, there was much less need for sense. Secretly, she was a little shaken by the evidence which the morning had supplied of her immense capacity for what could one call it? rambling over... | Night And Day |
"Don t you think everything looks quite different?" | Cassandra Otway | his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed:<|quote|>"Don t you think everything looks quite different?"</|quote|>"You ve moved the sofa?" | as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed:<|quote|>"Don t you think everything looks quite different?"</|quote|>"You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s | too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed:<|quote|>"Don t you think everything looks quite different?... | "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it... | order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. ... | are decorated with some such tracery, but she found herself suddenly pursuing such thoughts with an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassand... | She talked on. The morning slipped away. Katharine scarcely changed her position on the edge of her father s writing-table, and Cassandra never opened the "History of England." And yet it must be confessed that there were vast lapses in the attention which Katharine bestowed upon her cousin. The atmosphere was wonderfu... | of every mind are decorated with some such tracery, but she found herself suddenly pursuing such thoughts with an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amaz... | Night And Day |
"You ve moved the sofa?" | William Rodney | think everything looks quite different?"<|quote|>"You ve moved the sofa?"</|quote|>he asked. "No. Nothing s | Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?"<|quote|>"You ve moved the sofa?"</|quote|>he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything | it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?"<|quote|>"You ve moved the sofa?"</|quote|>he asked... | heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mo... | He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever go... | found herself suddenly pursuing such thoughts with an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when... | scarcely changed her position on the edge of her father s writing-table, and Cassandra never opened the "History of England." And yet it must be confessed that there were vast lapses in the attention which Katharine bestowed upon her cousin. The atmosphere was wonderfully congenial for thoughts of her own. She lost her... | she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?... | Night And Day |
he asked. | No speaker | "You ve moved the sofa?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No. Nothing s been touched," | think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly | told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?"<|quote|>he asked.</|quote|>"No. Nothing s been... | not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratfo... | after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William fr... | thoughts with an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or on... | the edge of her father s writing-table, and Cassandra never opened the "History of England." And yet it must be confessed that there were vast lapses in the attention which Katharine bestowed upon her cousin. The atmosphere was wonderfully congenial for thoughts of her own. She lost herself sometimes in such deep rever... | need for sense. Secretly, she was a little shaken by the evidence which the morning had supplied of her immense capacity for what could one call it? rambling over an infinite variety of thoughts that were too foolish to be named. She was, for example, walking down a road in Northumberland in the August sunset; at the i... | Night And Day |
"No. Nothing s been touched," | Katharine Hilbery | moved the sofa?" he asked.<|quote|>"No. Nothing s been touched,"</|quote|>said Katharine. "Everything s exactly | looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked.<|quote|>"No. Nothing s been touched,"</|quote|>said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she | of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked.<|quote|>"No. Nothing s been touched,"</|quote... | question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-... | had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and... | an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the ... | of her father s writing-table, and Cassandra never opened the "History of England." And yet it must be confessed that there were vast lapses in the attention which Katharine bestowed upon her cousin. The atmosphere was wonderfully congenial for thoughts of her own. She lost herself sometimes in such deep reverie that C... | desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind ... | Night And Day |
said Katharine. | No speaker | "No. Nothing s been touched,"<|quote|>said Katharine.</|quote|>"Everything s exactly the same." | moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched,"<|quote|>said Katharine.</|quote|>"Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, | to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched,"<|quote|>said Katharine.</|quote|>"Eve... | Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was... | tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "Th... | a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her min... | and Cassandra never opened the "History of England." And yet it must be confessed that there were vast lapses in the attention which Katharine bestowed upon her cousin. The atmosphere was wonderfully congenial for thoughts of her own. She lost herself sometimes in such deep reverie that Cassandra, pausing, could look a... | future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the p... | Night And Day |
"Everything s exactly the same." | Katharine Hilbery | s been touched," said Katharine.<|quote|>"Everything s exactly the same."</|quote|>But as she said this, | sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine.<|quote|>"Everything s exactly the same."</|quote|>But as she said this, with a decision which seemed | that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine.<|quote|>"Everything s exactly the same."</... | s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that... | she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned t... | to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get ... | never opened the "History of England." And yet it must be confessed that there were vast lapses in the attention which Katharine bestowed upon her cousin. The atmosphere was wonderfully congenial for thoughts of her own. She lost herself sometimes in such deep reverie that Cassandra, pausing, could look at her for mome... | over an infinite variety of thoughts that were too foolish to be named. She was, for example, walking down a road in Northumberland in the August sunset; at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here ... | Night And Day |
But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the re... | No speaker | "Everything s exactly the same."<|quote|>But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. ... | s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same."<|quote|>But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that... | It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same."<|quote|>But as she said this, with... | He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relie... | receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she beha... | for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get married at once, but it was dif... | England." And yet it must be confessed that there were vast lapses in the attention which Katharine bestowed upon her cousin. The atmosphere was wonderfully congenial for thoughts of her own. She lost herself sometimes in such deep reverie that Cassandra, pausing, could look at her for moments unperceived. What could K... | be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn... | Night And Day |
"Then I m afraid I must go." | Katharine Hilbery | rose at once, and said:<|quote|>"Then I m afraid I must go."</|quote|>She left the room, holding | ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said:<|quote|>"Then I m afraid I must go."</|quote|>She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter | were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said:<|quote|>"Then I m afraid I must go."</|quot... | she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must ... | that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which see... | thought of being late, and no sooner had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but th... | said Katharine, with more irritation than the remark seemed to call for. In truth, now that her mother was away, Katharine did feel less sensible than usual, but as she argued it to herself, there was much less need for sense. Secretly, she was a little shaken by the evidence which the morning had supplied of her immen... | help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night be... | Night And Day |
She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. | No speaker | m afraid I must go."<|quote|>She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra.</|quote|>"Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra | once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go."<|quote|>She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra.</|quote|>"Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He | the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go."<|quote|>She left the room, holding her unfinished br... | way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess sudde... | round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the ... | had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has K... | remark seemed to call for. In truth, now that her mother was away, Katharine did feel less sensible than usual, but as she argued it to herself, there was much less need for sense. Secretly, she was a little shaken by the evidence which the morning had supplied of her immense capacity for what could one call it? rambli... | own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being late, and no sooner had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when Will... | Night And Day |
"Well, she IS queer!" | Cassandra Otway | hand. William glanced at Cassandra.<|quote|>"Well, she IS queer!"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. | bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra.<|quote|>"Well, she IS queer!"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine | and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra.<|quote|>"Well, she IS queer!"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. Will... | been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, ... | everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea.... | home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t see... | sensible than usual, but as she argued it to herself, there was much less need for sense. Secretly, she was a little shaken by the evidence which the morning had supplied of her immense capacity for what could one call it? rambling over an infinite variety of thoughts that were too foolish to be named. She was, for exa... | streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being late, and no sooner had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled back again in order to be at home when William came. He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat d... | Night And Day |
Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. | No speaker | Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand.</|quote|>"If I m late, don | her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand.</|quote|>"I... | William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He kne... | followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked Willia... | "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, s... | He came, indeed, five minutes after she had sat down by the tea-table, and she had the happiness of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever go... | as she argued it to herself, there was much less need for sense. Secretly, she was a little shaken by the evidence which the morning had supplied of her immense capacity for what could one call it? rambling over an infinite variety of thoughts that were too foolish to be named. She was, for example, walking down a road... | looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get married at once, but it was difficult, if this were so, to account for some remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several ... | Night And Day |
"If I m late, don t wait for me," | Katharine Hilbery | butter in her bare hand.<|quote|>"If I m late, don t wait for me,"</|quote|>she said. "I shall have | still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand.<|quote|>"If I m late, don t wait for me,"</|quote|>she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she | hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand.<|quote|>"If I m late, d... | Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra e... | held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been ca... | spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and ... | variety of thoughts that were too foolish to be named. She was, for example, walking down a road in Northumberland in the August sunset; at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the s... | was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like child... | Night And Day |
she said. | No speaker | don t wait for me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I shall have dined," and | hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. | Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me,"<|quote|>she said.</|quote|>"I shall have dined,... | William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more o... | to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, m... | not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of ... | named. She was, for example, walking down a road in Northumberland in the August sunset; at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-bla... | he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she sai... | Night And Day |
"I shall have dined," | Katharine Hilbery | wait for me," she said.<|quote|>"I shall have dined,"</|quote|>and so saying, she left | I m late, don t wait for me," she said.<|quote|>"I shall have dined,"</|quote|>and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" | William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said.<|quote|>"I shall have dined,"</|quote|>and so saying, she ... | tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine... | any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making co... | She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or s... | was, for example, walking down a road in Northumberland in the August sunset; at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed... | of receiving him alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she b... | Night And Day |
and so saying, she left them. | No speaker | said. "I shall have dined,"<|quote|>and so saying, she left them.</|quote|>"But she can t" William | t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined,"<|quote|>and so saying, she left them.</|quote|>"But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, | knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined,"<|quote|>and so saying, she left them.</|quote|>"But she can t" Wi... | time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did... | of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one ... | to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either... | down a road in Northumberland in the August sunset; at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand... | With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaime... | Night And Day |
"But she can t" | William Rodney | so saying, she left them.<|quote|>"But she can t"</|quote|>William exclaimed, as the door | "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them.<|quote|>"But she can t"</|quote|>William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves | did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them.<|quote|>"But she can t"</|quote|>William exclaimed, as the door shut, "no... | ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell... | annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquai... | to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" ... | the August sunset; at the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that sh... | inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being late, and no sooner had she found the shop she wanted, than she fled ... | Night And Day |
William exclaimed, as the door shut, | No speaker | them. "But she can t"<|quote|>William exclaimed, as the door shut,</|quote|>"not without any gloves and | and so saying, she left them. "But she can t"<|quote|>William exclaimed, as the door shut,</|quote|>"not without any gloves and bread and butter in her | could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t"<|quote|>William exclaimed, as the door shut,</|quote|>"not without any glo... | she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katha... | Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for... | frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unf... | the inn she left her companion, who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience eac... | that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and C... | Night And Day |
"not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" | William Rodney | exclaimed, as the door shut,<|quote|>"not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!"</|quote|>They ran to the window, | "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut,<|quote|>"not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!"</|quote|>They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly | second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut,<|quote|>"not without any gloves and bread and butter in her... | "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed ... | she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must ... | this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself a... | who was Ralph Denham, and was transported, not so much by her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her... | sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like ... | Night And Day |
They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. | No speaker | and butter in her hand!"<|quote|>They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished.</|quote|>"She must have gone to | without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!"<|quote|>They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished.</|quote|>"She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. | her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!"<|quote|>They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the str... | holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and b... | plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her... | the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before,... | her own feet as by some invisible means, to the top of a high hill. Here the scents, the sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled... | at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No... | Night And Day |
"She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," | Cassandra Otway | the City. Then she vanished.<|quote|>"She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William | rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished.<|quote|>"She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham,"</|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them | "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished.<|quote|>"She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham,"</... | William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But s... | obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her... | night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visi... | sounds among the dry heather-roots, the grass-blades pressed upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled upon the surface of the sea, which could be discovered over there, or with equal unreaso... | plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being late, and ... | Night And Day |
Cassandra exclaimed. | No speaker | gone to meet Mr. Denham,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed.</|quote|>"Goodness knows!" William interjected. The | she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed.</|quote|>"Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as | left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham,"<|quote|>Cassandra exclaimed.</|quote|>"Goodness kn... | than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not ... | have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to fiv... | or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised h... | upon the palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled upon the surface of the sea, which could be discovered over there, or with equal unreason it returned to its couch of bracken beneath the stars of mi... | and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that ... | Night And Day |
"Goodness knows!" | William Rodney | meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed.<|quote|>"Goodness knows!"</|quote|>William interjected. The incident impressed | "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed.<|quote|>"Goodness knows!"</|quote|>William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something | "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed.<|quote|>"Goodness knows!"</|quote|>Willi... | did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any glo... | them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose a... | Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was... | palm of her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled upon the surface of the sea, which could be discovered over there, or with equal unreason it returned to its couch of bracken beneath the stars of midnight, a... | have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she became panic-stricken at the thought of being lat... | Night And Day |
William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. | No speaker | Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!"<|quote|>William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness.</|quote|>"It s the sort of | have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!"<|quote|>William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness.</|quote|>"It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said | can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!"<|quote|>William interjected. Th... | even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and b... | met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "... | s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that... | her hand, were all so perceptible that she could experience each one separately. After this her mind made excursions into the dark of the air, or settled upon the surface of the sea, which could be discovered over there, or with equal unreason it returned to its couch of bracken beneath the stars of midnight, and visit... | might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes ... | Night And Day |
"It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," | Cassandra Otway | proportion to its surface strangeness.<|quote|>"It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves,"</|quote|>said Cassandra, as if in | about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness.<|quote|>"It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves,"</|quote|>said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, | window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness.... | in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then sh... | pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "W... | the night before, he was too self-conscious even to look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks... | the air, or settled upon the surface of the sea, which could be discovered over there, or with equal unreason it returned to its couch of bracken beneath the stars of midnight, and visited the snow valleys of the moon. These fancies would have been in no way strange, since the walls of every mind are decorated with som... | alone. His greeting put her doubts of his affection at rest, but the first question he asked was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly... | Night And Day |
said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed. | No speaker | of way Aunt Maggie behaves,"<|quote|>said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed.</|quote|>"This is what I ve | strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves,"<|quote|>said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed.</|quote|>"This is what I ve been foretelling," he burst out. | towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves,"<|quote|>... | t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to m... | and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to five she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked pertur... | look at her, and it was not until she told him of her mother s visit to Stratford-on-Avon that he raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked... | sea, which could be discovered over there, or with equal unreason it returned to its couch of bracken beneath the stars of midnight, and visited the snow valleys of the moon. These fancies would have been in no way strange, since the walls of every mind are decorated with some such tracery, but she found herself sudden... | William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sent... | Night And Day |
"This is what I ve been foretelling," | William Rodney | the room looking extremely perturbed.<|quote|>"This is what I ve been foretelling,"</|quote|>he burst out. "Once set | and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed.<|quote|>"This is what I ve been foretelling,"</|quote|>he burst out. "Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank | The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed.<|quote|>"This is what I ... | William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impr... | she rose at once, and said: "Then I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katha... | raised his eyes. It was clear that he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said t... | stars of midnight, and visited the snow valleys of the moon. These fancies would have been in no way strange, since the walls of every mind are decorated with some such tracery, but she found herself suddenly pursuing such thoughts with an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for somethin... | he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed t... | Night And Day |
he burst out. | No speaker | what I ve been foretelling,"<|quote|>he burst out.</|quote|>"Once set the ordinary conventions | looking extremely perturbed. "This is what I ve been foretelling,"<|quote|>he burst out.</|quote|>"Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank Heaven Mrs. Hilbery | something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed. "This is what I ve been foretelling,"<|quote|>he burst out.</|quote... | without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer ... | I m afraid I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in out... | he was greatly relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed t... | valleys of the moon. These fancies would have been in no way strange, since the walls of every mind are decorated with some such tracery, but she found herself suddenly pursuing such thoughts with an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. ... | held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been ca... | Night And Day |
"Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank Heaven Mrs. Hilbery is away. But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you." | William Rodney | been foretelling," he burst out.<|quote|>"Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank Heaven Mrs. Hilbery is away. But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you."</|quote|>"But Uncle Trevor won t | "This is what I ve been foretelling," he burst out.<|quote|>"Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank Heaven Mrs. Hilbery is away. But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you."</|quote|>"But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!" | ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed. "This is what I ve been foretelling," he burst out.<|quote|>"Once set the ordinary conv... | and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about i... | I must go." She left the room, holding her unfinished bread and butter in her hand. William glanced at Cassandra. "Well, she IS queer!" Cassandra exclaimed. William looked perturbed. He knew more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things... | relieved. He looked round him now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply... | moon. These fancies would have been in no way strange, since the walls of every mind are decorated with some such tracery, but she found herself suddenly pursuing such thoughts with an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she starte... | pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, after what I saw and heard last night, it s not a question of guessing or suspecting. Either she s engaged to him or" He left his sentence unfinished, for at this point Katharine herself appeared. With his recollections of the scene the night before, he ... | Night And Day |
"But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!" | Cassandra Otway | shall have to leave you."<|quote|>"But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!"</|quote|>Cassandra implored. "You never can | explain it to him? I shall have to leave you."<|quote|>"But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!"</|quote|>Cassandra implored. "You never can tell. He may be on | paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed. "This is what I ve been foretelling," he burst out. "Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank Heaven Mrs. Hilbery is away. But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you."<|quote|>"But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours,... | meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and pa... | more of Katharine than Cassandra did, but even he could not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as th... | "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said... | an extreme ardor, which became a desire to change her actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the ... | out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught ... | Night And Day |
Cassandra implored. | No speaker | be back for hours, William!"<|quote|>Cassandra implored.</|quote|>"You never can tell. He | "But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!"<|quote|>Cassandra implored.</|quote|>"You never can tell. He may be on his way | is what I ve been foretelling," he burst out. "Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank Heaven Mrs. Hilbery is away. But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you." "But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!"<|quote|>Cassandra implored.</|quote|>"You never can tell. H... | incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed. "This is what I ve been fore... | not tell . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butte... | the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them,... | actual condition for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get married at onc... | now, as if he felt at his ease, and Cassandra exclaimed: "Don t you think everything looks quite different?" "You ve moved the sofa?" he asked. "No. Nothing s been touched," said Katharine. "Everything s exactly the same." But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was u... | Night And Day |
"You never can tell. He may be on his way already. Or suppose Mrs. Milvain your Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown in and find us alone together. You know what they re saying about us already." | William Rodney | for hours, William!" Cassandra implored.<|quote|>"You never can tell. He may be on his way already. Or suppose Mrs. Milvain your Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown in and find us alone together. You know what they re saying about us already."</|quote|>Cassandra was equally s... | Trevor won t be back for hours, William!" Cassandra implored.<|quote|>"You never can tell. He may be on his way already. Or suppose Mrs. Milvain your Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown in and find us alone together. You know what they re saying about us already."</|quote|>Ca... | I ve been foretelling," he burst out. "Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank Heaven Mrs. Hilbery is away. But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you." "But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!" Cassandra implored.<|quote|>"You never can tell. He may be on his w... | them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down the room looking extremely perturbed. "This is what I ve been foretelling," he burst ... | . In a second Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her ... | But as she said this, with a decision which seemed to make it imply that more than the sofa was unchanged, she held out a cup into which she had forgotten to pour any tea. Being told of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the re... | for something matching the conditions of her dream. Then she started; then she awoke to the fact that Cassandra was looking at her in amazement. Cassandra would have liked to feel certain that, when Katharine made no reply at all or one wide of the mark, she was making up her mind to get married at once, but it was dif... | was: "Has Katharine spoken to you?" "Yes. But she says she s not engaged. She doesn t seem to think she s ever going to be engaged." William frowned, and looked annoyed. "They telephoned this morning, and she behaves very oddly. She forgets to help the pudding," Cassandra added by way of cheering him. "My dear child, a... | Night And Day |
Cassandra was equally stricken by the sight of William s agitation, and appalled by the prospect of his desertion. | No speaker | re saying about us already."<|quote|>Cassandra was equally stricken by the sight of William s agitation, and appalled by the prospect of his desertion.</|quote|>"We might hide," she exclaimed | together. You know what they re saying about us already."<|quote|>Cassandra was equally stricken by the sight of William s agitation, and appalled by the prospect of his desertion.</|quote|>"We might hide," she exclaimed wildly, glancing at the curtain | William!" Cassandra implored. "You never can tell. He may be on his way already. Or suppose Mrs. Milvain your Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown in and find us alone together. You know what they re saying about us already."<|quote|>Cassandra was equally stricken by the sight... | "This is what I ve been foretelling," he burst out. "Once set the ordinary conventions aside Thank Heaven Mrs. Hilbery is away. But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you." "But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!" Cassandra implored. "You never can tell. He may be on... | William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ran to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impr... | Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for... | was making up her mind to get married at once, but it was difficult, if this were so, to account for some remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws... | The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so... | Night And Day |
"We might hide," | Cassandra Otway | the prospect of his desertion.<|quote|>"We might hide,"</|quote|>she exclaimed wildly, glancing at | s agitation, and appalled by the prospect of his desertion.<|quote|>"We might hide,"</|quote|>she exclaimed wildly, glancing at the curtain which separated the | Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown in and find us alone together. You know what they re saying about us already." Cassandra was equally stricken by the sight of William s agitation, and appalled by the prospect of his desertion.<|quote|>"We might hide,"</|quote|>she exclaime... | Hilbery is away. But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you." "But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!" Cassandra implored. "You never can tell. He may be on his way already. Or suppose Mrs. Milvain your Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles ... | to the window, and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface stran... | into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engage... | account for some remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her cl... | of her forgetfulness, she frowned with annoyance, and said that Cassandra was demoralizing her. The glance she cast upon them, and the resolute way in which she plunged them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one ... | Night And Day |
she exclaimed wildly, glancing at the curtain which separated the room with the relics. | No speaker | his desertion. "We might hide,"<|quote|>she exclaimed wildly, glancing at the curtain which separated the room with the relics.</|quote|>"I refuse entirely to get | appalled by the prospect of his desertion. "We might hide,"<|quote|>she exclaimed wildly, glancing at the curtain which separated the room with the relics.</|quote|>"I refuse entirely to get under the table," said William | Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown in and find us alone together. You know what they re saying about us already." Cassandra was equally stricken by the sight of William s agitation, and appalled by the prospect of his desertion. "We might hide,"<|quote|>she exclaimed wildly, glancing at t... | But there s Mr. Hilbery. How are we to explain it to him? I shall have to leave you." "But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!" Cassandra implored. "You never can tell. He may be on his way already. Or suppose Mrs. Milvain your Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown i... | and saw her walking rapidly along the street towards the City. Then she vanished. "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s t... | William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for ... | remarks that Katharine let fall about the future. She recurred several times to the summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander ... | them into speech, made William and Cassandra feel like children who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an e... | Night And Day |
"I refuse entirely to get under the table," | William Rodney | the room with the relics.<|quote|>"I refuse entirely to get under the table,"</|quote|>said William sarcastically. She saw | at the curtain which separated the room with the relics.<|quote|>"I refuse entirely to get under the table,"</|quote|>said William sarcastically. She saw that he was losing his | and find us alone together. You know what they re saying about us already." Cassandra was equally stricken by the sight of William s agitation, and appalled by the prospect of his desertion. "We might hide," she exclaimed wildly, glancing at the curtain which separated the room with the relics.<|quote|>"I refuse entire... | shall have to leave you." "But Uncle Trevor won t be back for hours, William!" Cassandra implored. "You never can tell. He may be on his way already. Or suppose Mrs. Milvain your Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown in and find us alone together. You know what they re saying a... | "She must have gone to meet Mr. Denham," Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William... | obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her... | summer, as if she meant to spend that season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, ... | Katharine was back again dressed in outdoor things, still holding her bread and butter in her bare hand. "If I m late, don t wait for me," she said. "I shall have dined," and so saying, she left them. "But she can t" William exclaimed, as the door shut, "not without any gloves and bread and butter in her hand!" They ra... | Night And Day |
said William sarcastically. She saw that he was losing his temper with the difficulties of the situation. Her instinct told her that an appeal to his affection, at this moment, would be extremely ill-judged. She controlled herself, sat down, poured out a fresh cup of tea, and sipped it quietly. This natural action, arg... | No speaker | to get under the table,"<|quote|>said William sarcastically. She saw that he was losing his temper with the difficulties of the situation. Her instinct told her that an appeal to his affection, at this moment, would be extremely ill-judged. She controlled herself, sat down, poured out a fresh cup of tea, and sipped it ... | the relics. "I refuse entirely to get under the table,"<|quote|>said William sarcastically. She saw that he was losing his temper with the difficulties of the situation. Her instinct told her that an appeal to his affection, at this moment, would be extremely ill-judged. She controlled herself, sat down, poured out a f... | they re saying about us already." Cassandra was equally stricken by the sight of William s agitation, and appalled by the prospect of his desertion. "We might hide," she exclaimed wildly, glancing at the curtain which separated the room with the relics. "I refuse entirely to get under the table,"<|quote|>said William s... | won t be back for hours, William!" Cassandra implored. "You never can tell. He may be on his way already. Or suppose Mrs. Milvain your Aunt Celia or Mrs. Cosham, or any other of your aunts or uncles should be shown in and find us alone together. You know what they re saying about us already." Cassandra was equally stri... | Cassandra exclaimed. "Goodness knows!" William interjected. The incident impressed them both as having something queer and ominous about it out of all proportion to its surface strangeness. "It s the sort of way Aunt Maggie behaves," said Cassandra, as if in explanation. William shook his head, and paced up and down th... | have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her watch, and then she asked William to tell her the right time. When told that it was ten minutes to fiv... | season in solitary wandering. She seemed to have a plan in her mind which required Bradshaws and the names of inns. Cassandra was driven finally, by her own unrest, to put on her clothes and wander out along the streets of Chelsea, on the pretence that she must buy something. But, in her ignorance of the way, she becam... | who had been caught prying. They followed her obediently, making conversation. Any one coming in might have judged them acquaintances met, perhaps, for the third time. If that were so, one must have concluded that the hostess suddenly bethought her of an engagement pressing for fulfilment. First Katharine looked at her... | Night And Day |
"Yes, yes," | Katharine Hilbery | preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise.<|quote|>"Yes, yes,"</|quote|>Katharine said, brushing these remarks | it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise.<|quote|>"Yes, yes,"</|quote|>Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were | she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise.<|quote|>"Yes, yes,"</|quote|>Katharine sa... | strike Mary. To her extreme annoyance Mary was not at home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she p... | she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a rational excuse for her own actions. It gave her a goal certainly, but ... | rapidly in the other direction. This indecision was not merely odious, but had something that alarmed her about it, as she had been alarmed slightly once or twice already that day; she felt unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in th... | person left in the shop. She took up her letter, paid her bill, and found herself once more in the street. She would now take a cab to Highgate. But at that moment it flashed upon her that she could not remember the address. This check seemed to let fall a barrier across a very powerful current of desire. She ransacked... | Perhaps he would try once more to see her in Cheyne Walk? It was proof of the clearness with which she saw him, that she started forward as this possibility occurred to her, and almost raised her hand to beckon to a cab. No; he was too proud to come again; he rejected the desire and walked on and on, on and on If only ... | Night And Day |
Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. | No speaker | exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes,"<|quote|>Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way.</|quote|>"Have you had tea?" "Oh | be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes,"<|quote|>Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way.</|quote|>"Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that | Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes,"<|quote|>Katharine said, brushing these ... | To her extreme annoyance Mary was not at home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in fron... | herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a rational excuse for her own actions. It gave her a goal certainly, but the fact of... | the other direction. This indecision was not merely odious, but had something that alarmed her about it, as she had been alarmed slightly once or twice already that day; she felt unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden r... | in the shop. She took up her letter, paid her bill, and found herself once more in the street. She would now take a cab to Highgate. But at that moment it flashed upon her that she could not remember the address. This check seemed to let fall a barrier across a very powerful current of desire. She ransacked her memory ... | she only filled her mind with the vast extent of London and the impossibility of finding any single figure that wandered off this way and that way, turned to the right and to the left, chose that dingy little back street where the children were playing in the road, and so She roused herself impatiently. She walked rapi... | Night And Day |
"Have you had tea?" | Mary Datchet | they were in the way.<|quote|>"Have you had tea?"</|quote|>"Oh yes," she said, thinking | these remarks aside, as if they were in the way.<|quote|>"Have you had tea?"</|quote|>"Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea | and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way.<|quote|>"Have you had tea?... | door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at on... | that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a rational excuse for her own actions. It gave her a goal certainly, but the fact of having a goal led her to dwell exclusively upon her obsession; so t... | alarmed her about it, as she had been alarmed slightly once or twice already that day; she felt unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An ... | herself once more in the street. She would now take a cab to Highgate. But at that moment it flashed upon her that she could not remember the address. This check seemed to let fall a barrier across a very powerful current of desire. She ransacked her memory in desperation, hunting for the name, first by remembering the... | she started forward as this possibility occurred to her, and almost raised her hand to beckon to a cab. No; he was too proud to come again; he rejected the desire and walked on and on, on and on If only she could read the names of those visionary streets down which he passed! But her imagination betrayed her at this po... | Night And Day |
"Oh yes," | Katharine Hilbery | way. "Have you had tea?"<|quote|>"Oh yes,"</|quote|>she said, thinking that she | if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?"<|quote|>"Oh yes,"</|quote|>she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of | standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?"<|quote|>"Oh yes,"</|quote... | do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determine... | at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a rational excuse for her own actions. It gave her a goal certainly, but the fact of having a goal led her to dwell exclusively upon her obsession; so that when she rang ... | as she had been alarmed slightly once or twice already that day; she felt unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in the muscles ... | the street. She would now take a cab to Highgate. But at that moment it flashed upon her that she could not remember the address. This check seemed to let fall a barrier across a very powerful current of desire. She ransacked her memory in desperation, hunting for the name, first by remembering the look of the house, a... | her hand to beckon to a cab. No; he was too proud to come again; he rejected the desire and walked on and on, on and on If only she could read the names of those visionary streets down which he passed! But her imagination betrayed her at this point, or mocked her with a sense of their strangeness, darkness, and distanc... | Night And Day |
she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: | No speaker | you had tea?" "Oh yes,"<|quote|>she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said:</|quote|>"Don t light the fire | were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes,"<|quote|>she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said:</|quote|>"Don t light the fire for me... | looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes,"<|quote|>she said, thinking that s... | to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like... | to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a rational excuse for her own actions. It gave her a goal certainly, but the fact of having a goal led her to dwell exclusively upon her obsession; so that when she rang the bell... | had been alarmed slightly once or twice already that day; she felt unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in the muscles of her ... | She would now take a cab to Highgate. But at that moment it flashed upon her that she could not remember the address. This check seemed to let fall a barrier across a very powerful current of desire. She ransacked her memory in desperation, hunting for the name, first by remembering the look of the house, and then by t... | swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a rational excuse for her own actions. It gave her a goal certainly, but the fact of having a goal led her to dw... | Night And Day |
"Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." | Katharine Hilbery | an impatient movement, and said:<|quote|>"Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address."</|quote|>She was holding a pencil | fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said:<|quote|>"Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address."</|quote|>She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on | if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said:<|quote|>"Don t light the fire for me.... | paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in t... | her a goal certainly, but the fact of having a goal led her to dwell exclusively upon her obsession; so that when she rang the bell of Mary s flat, she did not for a moment consider how this demand would strike Mary. To her extreme annoyance Mary was not at home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was ... | release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in the muscles of her right hand now showed her that she was crushing her gloves and the map of Norfolk in a grip sufficient to crack a more solid object. She relaxed her grasp; she looked anxiously at the faces of the passers-by... | She ransacked her memory in desperation, hunting for the name, first by remembering the look of the house, and then by trying, in memory, to retrace the words she had written once, at least, upon an envelope. The more she pressed the farther the words receded. Was the house an Orchard Something, on the street a Hill? S... | Denham. It was a desire now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary D... | Night And Day |
She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. | No speaker | know Ralph Denham s address."<|quote|>She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression.</|quote|>"The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat | for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address."<|quote|>She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression.</|quote|>"The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking | that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address."<|quote|>She was holding a pencil and p... | expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds ... | exclusively upon her obsession; so that when she rang the bell of Mary s flat, she did not for a moment consider how this demand would strike Mary. To her extreme annoyance Mary was not at home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen mi... | An aching in the muscles of her right hand now showed her that she was crushing her gloves and the map of Norfolk in a grip sufficient to crack a more solid object. She relaxed her grasp; she looked anxiously at the faces of the passers-by to see whether their eyes rested on her for a moment longer than was natural, or... | of the house, and then by trying, in memory, to retrace the words she had written once, at least, upon an envelope. The more she pressed the farther the words receded. Was the house an Orchard Something, on the street a Hill? She gave it up. Never, since she was a child, had she felt anything like this blankness and de... | look as usual, she forgot spectators, and was once more given up to her desperate desire to find Ralph Denham. It was a desire now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled ... | Night And Day |
"The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," | Mary Datchet | waited with an imperious expression.<|quote|>"The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate,"</|quote|>Mary said, speaking slowly and | write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression.<|quote|>"The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate,"</|quote|>Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember | and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression.<|quote|>"The Apple Orchard, Mo... | be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceede... | for a moment consider how this demand would strike Mary. To her extreme annoyance Mary was not at home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission.... | and the map of Norfolk in a grip sufficient to crack a more solid object. She relaxed her grasp; she looked anxiously at the faces of the passers-by to see whether their eyes rested on her for a moment longer than was natural, or with any curiosity. But having smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could to look as... | least, upon an envelope. The more she pressed the farther the words receded. Was the house an Orchard Something, on the street a Hill? She gave it up. Never, since she was a child, had she felt anything like this blankness and desolation. There rushed in upon her, as if she were waking from some dream, all the conseque... | it, as she had been alarmed slightly once or twice already that day; she felt unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in the musc... | Night And Day |
Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. | No speaker | Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate,"<|quote|>Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely.</|quote|>"Oh, I remember now!" Katharine | an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate,"<|quote|>Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely.</|quote|>"Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her | fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate,"<|quote|>Mary said, speaki... | surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with... | would strike Mary. To her extreme annoyance Mary was not at home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door... | grip sufficient to crack a more solid object. She relaxed her grasp; she looked anxiously at the faces of the passers-by to see whether their eyes rested on her for a moment longer than was natural, or with any curiosity. But having smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could to look as usual, she forgot spectator... | pressed the farther the words receded. Was the house an Orchard Something, on the street a Hill? She gave it up. Never, since she was a child, had she felt anything like this blankness and desolation. There rushed in upon her, as if she were waking from some dream, all the consequences of her inexplicable indolence. Sh... | vast extent of London and the impossibility of finding any single figure that wandered off this way and that way, turned to the right and to the left, chose that dingy little back street where the children were playing in the road, and so She roused herself impatiently. She walked rapidly along Holborn. Soon she turned... | Night And Day |
"Oh, I remember now!" | Katharine Hilbery | speaking slowly and rather strangely.<|quote|>"Oh, I remember now!"</|quote|>Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at | Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely.<|quote|>"Oh, I remember now!"</|quote|>Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose | movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely.<|quote|>"Oh, I remembe... | remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fi... | Mary was not at home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and M... | object. She relaxed her grasp; she looked anxiously at the faces of the passers-by to see whether their eyes rested on her for a moment longer than was natural, or with any curiosity. But having smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could to look as usual, she forgot spectators, and was once more given up to her d... | the house an Orchard Something, on the street a Hill? She gave it up. Never, since she was a child, had she felt anything like this blankness and desolation. There rushed in upon her, as if she were waking from some dream, all the consequences of her inexplicable indolence. She figured Ralph s face as he turned from he... | to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in the muscles of her right hand now showed her that she was crushing her gloves and the map of ... | Night And Day |
Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. | No speaker | strangely. "Oh, I remember now!"<|quote|>Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity.</|quote|>"I suppose it wouldn t | said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!"<|quote|>Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity.</|quote|>"I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive | t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!"<|quote|>Katharine exclaim... | they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want ... | home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her st... | grasp; she looked anxiously at the faces of the passers-by to see whether their eyes rested on her for a moment longer than was natural, or with any curiosity. But having smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could to look as usual, she forgot spectators, and was once more given up to her desperate desire to find ... | Something, on the street a Hill? She gave it up. Never, since she was a child, had she felt anything like this blankness and desolation. There rushed in upon her, as if she were waking from some dream, all the consequences of her inexplicable indolence. She figured Ralph s face as he turned from her door without a word... | at this point, or mocked her with a sense of their strangeness, darkness, and distance. Indeed, instead of helping herself to any decision, she only filled her mind with the vast extent of London and the impossibility of finding any single figure that wandered off this way and that way, turned to the right and to the l... | Night And Day |
"I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?" | Katharine Hilbery | irritation at her own stupidity.<|quote|>"I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?"</|quote|>She gathered up her purse | remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity.<|quote|>"I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?"</|quote|>She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about | to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity.<|... | tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She... | could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and det... | the passers-by to see whether their eyes rested on her for a moment longer than was natural, or with any curiosity. But having smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could to look as usual, she forgot spectators, and was once more given up to her desperate desire to find Ralph Denham. It was a desire now wild, irra... | it up. Never, since she was a child, had she felt anything like this blankness and desolation. There rushed in upon her, as if she were waking from some dream, all the consequences of her inexplicable indolence. She figured Ralph s face as he turned from her door without a word of explanation, receiving his dismissal a... | s flat, she did not for a moment consider how this demand would strike Mary. To her extreme annoyance Mary was not at home; a charwoman opened the door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other w... | Night And Day |
She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go. | No speaker | twenty minutes to drive there?"<|quote|>She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go.</|quote|>"But you won t find | suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?"<|quote|>She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go.</|quote|>"But you won t find him," said Mary, pausing with | and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?"... | hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the enve... | for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such i... | a moment longer than was natural, or with any curiosity. But having smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could to look as usual, she forgot spectators, and was once more given up to her desperate desire to find Ralph Denham. It was a desire now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood... | anything like this blankness and desolation. There rushed in upon her, as if she were waking from some dream, all the consequences of her inexplicable indolence. She figured Ralph s face as he turned from her door without a word of explanation, receiving his dismissal as a blow from herself, a callous intimation that s... | about it, as she had been alarmed slightly once or twice already that day; she felt unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in th... | Night And Day |
"But you won t find him," | Mary Datchet | and seemed about to go.<|quote|>"But you won t find him,"</|quote|>said Mary, pausing with a | up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go.<|quote|>"But you won t find him,"</|quote|>said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, | expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?" She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go.<|quote|... | gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mo... | of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in... | smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could to look as usual, she forgot spectators, and was once more given up to her desperate desire to find Ralph Denham. It was a desire now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But fi... | if she were waking from some dream, all the consequences of her inexplicable indolence. She figured Ralph s face as he turned from her door without a word of explanation, receiving his dismissal as a blow from herself, a callous intimation that she did not wish to see him. She followed his departure from her door; but ... | door. All Katharine could do was to accept the invitation to wait. She waited for, perhaps, fifteen minutes, and spent them in pacing from one end of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at on... | Night And Day |
said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her. | No speaker | you won t find him,"<|quote|>said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her.</|quote|>"Why? Where is he?" she | seemed about to go. "But you won t find him,"<|quote|>said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her.</|quote|>"Why? Where is he?" she asked. "He won t have | Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?" She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go. "But you won t find him,"<|quote|>said Mary, pausing... | light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, spea... | without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Ka... | what she could to look as usual, she forgot spectators, and was once more given up to her desperate desire to find Ralph Denham. It was a desire now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube st... | dream, all the consequences of her inexplicable indolence. She figured Ralph s face as he turned from her door without a word of explanation, receiving his dismissal as a blow from herself, a callous intimation that she did not wish to see him. She followed his departure from her door; but it was far more easy to see h... | for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a ra... | Night And Day |
"Why? Where is he?" | Katharine Hilbery | stopped and looked at her.<|quote|>"Why? Where is he?"</|quote|>she asked. "He won t | already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her.<|quote|>"Why? Where is he?"</|quote|>she asked. "He won t have left his office." "But | suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?" She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go. "But you won t find him," said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her.<|quote|>"Why? Where is he?"</|quote|>she asked. "He ... | know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I s... | standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, think... | Ralph Denham. It was a desire now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to ... | of explanation, receiving his dismissal as a blow from herself, a callous intimation that she did not wish to see him. She followed his departure from her door; but it was far more easy to see him marching far and fast in any direction for any length of time than to conceive that he would turn back to Highgate. Perhaps... | gloves and the map of Norfolk in a grip sufficient to crack a more solid object. She relaxed her grasp; she looked anxiously at the faces of the passers-by to see whether their eyes rested on her for a moment longer than was natural, or with any curiosity. But having smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could to ... | Night And Day |
she asked. | No speaker | her. "Why? Where is he?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"He won t have left | door, stopped and looked at her. "Why? Where is he?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"He won t have left his office." "But he has | take twenty minutes to drive there?" She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go. "But you won t find him," said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her. "Why? Where is he?"<|quote|>she asked.</|quote|>"He won t have left his ... | address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose it wouldn t t... | once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hund... | a desire now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask... | dismissal as a blow from herself, a callous intimation that she did not wish to see him. She followed his departure from her door; but it was far more easy to see him marching far and fast in any direction for any length of time than to conceive that he would turn back to Highgate. Perhaps he would try once more to see... | her gloves and the map of Norfolk in a grip sufficient to crack a more solid object. She relaxed her grasp; she looked anxiously at the faces of the passers-by to see whether their eyes rested on her for a moment longer than was natural, or with any curiosity. But having smoothed out her gloves, and done what she could... | Night And Day |
"He won t have left his office." | Mary Datchet | Where is he?" she asked.<|quote|>"He won t have left his office."</|quote|>"But he has left the | and looked at her. "Why? Where is he?" she asked.<|quote|>"He won t have left his office."</|quote|>"But he has left the office," she replied. "The only | minutes to drive there?" She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to go. "But you won t find him," said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her. "Why? Where is he?" she asked.<|quote|>"He won t have left his office."</|quote|>"Bu... | was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose it wouldn t take twenty min... | and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years a... | now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to g... | a blow from herself, a callous intimation that she did not wish to see him. She followed his departure from her door; but it was far more easy to see him marching far and fast in any direction for any length of time than to conceive that he would turn back to Highgate. Perhaps he would try once more to see her in Cheyn... | unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in the muscles of her right hand now showed her that she was crushing her gloves and the ... | Night And Day |
"But he has left the office," | Katharine Hilbery | t have left his office."<|quote|>"But he has left the office,"</|quote|>she replied. "The only question | he?" she asked. "He won t have left his office."<|quote|>"But he has left the office,"</|quote|>she replied. "The only question is will he have reached | her purse and gloves and seemed about to go. "But you won t find him," said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her. "Why? Where is he?" she asked. "He won t have left his office."<|quote|>"But he has left the office,"</|quote|>she replied. "... | write on the envelope. She waited with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?" She gathered up ... | come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, t... | in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only ... | that she did not wish to see him. She followed his departure from her door; but it was far more easy to see him marching far and fast in any direction for any length of time than to conceive that he would turn back to Highgate. Perhaps he would try once more to see her in Cheyne Walk? It was proof of the clearness with... | It was a desire now wild, irrational, unexplained, resembling something felt in childhood. Once more she blamed herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, ... | Night And Day |
she replied. | No speaker | he has left the office,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"The only question is will | have left his office." "But he has left the office,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"The only question is will he have reached home yet? | about to go. "But you won t find him," said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her. "Why? Where is he?" she asked. "He won t have left his office." "But he has left the office,"<|quote|>she replied.</|quote|>"The only question is will he hav... | with an imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?" She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed ab... | importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, f... | herself bitterly for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in provid... | see him. She followed his departure from her door; but it was far more easy to see him marching far and fast in any direction for any length of time than to conceive that he would turn back to Highgate. Perhaps he would try once more to see her in Cheyne Walk? It was proof of the clearness with which she saw him, that ... | of the room to the other without intermission. When she heard Mary s key in the door she paused in front of the fireplace, and Mary found her standing upright, looking at once expectant and determined, like a person who has come on an errand of such importance that it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in... | Night And Day |
"The only question is will he have reached home yet? He went to see me at Chelsea; I tried to meet him and missed him. He will have found no message to explain. So I must find him as soon as possible." | Katharine Hilbery | left the office," she replied.<|quote|>"The only question is will he have reached home yet? He went to see me at Chelsea; I tried to meet him and missed him. He will have found no message to explain. So I must find him as soon as possible."</|quote|>Mary took in the situation | his office." "But he has left the office," she replied.<|quote|>"The only question is will he have reached home yet? He went to see me at Chelsea; I tried to meet him and missed him. He will have found no message to explain. So I must find him as soon as possible."</|quote|>Mary took in the situation at her leisure. "B... | go. "But you won t find him," said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her. "Why? Where is he?" she asked. "He won t have left his office." "But he has left the office," she replied.<|quote|>"The only question is will he have reached home yet... | imperious expression. "The Apple Orchard, Mount Ararat Road, Highgate," Mary said, speaking slowly and rather strangely. "Oh, I remember now!" Katharine exclaimed, with irritation at her own stupidity. "I suppose it wouldn t take twenty minutes to drive there?" She gathered up her purse and gloves and seemed about to g... | it must be broached without preface. Mary exclaimed in surprise. "Yes, yes," Katharine said, brushing these remarks aside, as if they were in the way. "Have you had tea?" "Oh yes," she said, thinking that she had had tea hundreds of years ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, ... | for her carelessness. But finding herself opposite the Tube station, she pulled herself up and took counsel swiftly, as of old. It flashed upon her that she would go at once to Mary Datchet, and ask her to give her Ralph s address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a ra... | She followed his departure from her door; but it was far more easy to see him marching far and fast in any direction for any length of time than to conceive that he would turn back to Highgate. Perhaps he would try once more to see her in Cheyne Walk? It was proof of the clearness with which she saw him, that she start... | been alarmed slightly once or twice already that day; she felt unable to cope with the strength of her own desires. To a person controlled by habit, there was humiliation as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in the muscles of her righ... | Night And Day |
Mary took in the situation at her leisure. | No speaker | him as soon as possible."<|quote|>Mary took in the situation at her leisure.</|quote|>"But why not telephone?" she | explain. So I must find him as soon as possible."<|quote|>Mary took in the situation at her leisure.</|quote|>"But why not telephone?" she said. Katharine immediately dropped all | "But he has left the office," she replied. "The only question is will he have reached home yet? He went to see me at Chelsea; I tried to meet him and missed him. He will have found no message to explain. So I must find him as soon as possible."<|quote|>Mary took in the situation at her leisure.</|quote|>"But why not te... | her purse and gloves and seemed about to go. "But you won t find him," said Mary, pausing with a match in her hand. Katharine, who had already turned towards the door, stopped and looked at her. "Why? Where is he?" she asked. "He won t have left his office." "But he has left the office," she replied. "The only question... | ago, somewhere or other. Mary paused, took off her gloves, and, finding matches, proceeded to light the fire. Katharine checked her with an impatient movement, and said: "Don t light the fire for me.... I want to know Ralph Denham s address." She was holding a pencil and preparing to write on the envelope. She waited w... | address. The decision was a relief, not only in giving her a goal, but in providing her with a rational excuse for her own actions. It gave her a goal certainly, but the fact of having a goal led her to dwell exclusively upon her obsession; so that when she rang the bell of Mary s flat, she did not for a moment conside... | once more to see her in Cheyne Walk? It was proof of the clearness with which she saw him, that she started forward as this possibility occurred to her, and almost raised her hand to beckon to a cab. No; he was too proud to come again; he rejected the desire and walked on and on, on and on If only she could read the na... | as well as alarm in this sudden release of what appeared to be a very powerful as well as an unreasonable force. An aching in the muscles of her right hand now showed her that she was crushing her gloves and the map of Norfolk in a grip sufficient to crack a more solid object. She relaxed her grasp; she looked anxiousl... | Night And Day |
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