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Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. | No speaker | of me and insult me.”<|quote|>Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed.</|quote|>“I had practically guaranteed to | intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.”<|quote|>Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed.</|quote|>“I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, | trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.”<|quote|>Even before this c... | at Dedborough--like to leave you a little more food for meditation, in my absence, on the painfully false position in which you there placed me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shade of awkwardness, to which her stillness was a contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle porte... | on the scene through the other room, had had just time to stand and watch him in silence. “Oh!” he jerked out at sight of her--which she had to content herself with as a parental greeting after separation, his next words doing little to qualify its dryness. “I take it for granted that you know I’m within a couple of ho... | her on this--it was as if he shrank, with his preoccupations, from a tender passage; but he let her take his left hand. “So I feel!” he was, however, kind enough to answer. “Do feel!” she returned with much concentration. She raised the hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and with a rich “Good-bye!” reached the thresh... | is that even if I had condoned--that evening--her deception of _me_ in my folly, I still loathed, for my friend’s sake, her practical joke on poor John.” Lady Sandgate indulged in the shrug conciliatory. “It was your very complaint that your own appeal to her _became_ an appeal from herself.” “Yes,” he returned, so wel... | of an age, remember, for me to pretend either to watch her movements or to control her contacts.” Leaving him however thus to perform his pleasure the charming woman had before she went an abrupt change of tone. “Whatever your relations with others, dear friend, don’t forget that _I’m_ still here.” Lord Theign accepted... | The Outcry |
“I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for compensation... | Theign | ground she let him proceed.<|quote|>“I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on m... | eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed.<|quote|>“I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure ... | acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed.<|quote|>“I had practically guarant... | which you there placed me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shade of awkwardness, to which her stillness was a contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some un... | jerked out at sight of her--which she had to content herself with as a parental greeting after separation, his next words doing little to qualify its dryness. “I take it for granted that you know I’m within a couple of hours of leaving England under a necessity of health.” And then as drawing nearer, she signified with... | his left hand. “So I feel!” he was, however, kind enough to answer. “Do feel!” she returned with much concentration. She raised the hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and with a rich “Good-bye!” reached the threshold of the other room. “May I smoke?” he asked before she had disappeared. “Dear, yes!” He had meanwhile ... | sake, her practical joke on poor John.” Lady Sandgate indulged in the shrug conciliatory. “It was your very complaint that your own appeal to her _became_ an appeal from herself.” “Yes,” he returned, so well he remembered, “she was about as civil to me then--picking a quarrel with me on such a trumped-up ground!--as th... | heaven, is of course a comfort--or would be if you understood.” “Ah,” she submissively sighed, “if I don’t always ‘understand’ a spirit so much higher than mine and a situation so much more complicated, certainly, I at least always defer, I at least always--well, what can I say but worship?” And then as he remained not... | The Outcry |
Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. | No speaker | for God knows what besides.”<|quote|>Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention.</|quote|>“I’m sorry indeed, father, to | for explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.”<|quote|>Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention.</|quote|>“I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; | our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.”<|quote|>Lady... | you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favou... | speaking her possession of this fact: “I’ve thought accordingly that before I go I should--on this first possible occasion since that odious occurrence at Dedborough--like to leave you a little more food for meditation, in my absence, on the painfully false position in which you there placed me.” He carried himself res... | out his cigarette case and was looking about for a match. But something else occurred to him. “You must come to Victoria.” “Rather!” she said with intensity; and with that she passed away. VI Left alone he had a moment’s meditation where he stood; it found issue in an articulate “Poor dear thing!” --an exclamation... | a fellow in the newspaper; the taste of whose elegant remarks, for that matter, she must now altogether enjoy!” His good friend showily balanced and might have been about to reply with weight; but what she in fact brought out was only: “I see you’re right about it: I must let her speak for herself.” “That I shall great... | exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern that had settled on him more heavily from the moment of his finding himsel... | The Outcry |
“I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” | Grace | the rigour of her attention.<|quote|>“I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?”</|quote|>“‘They’?” he echoed in the | him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention.<|quote|>“I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?”</|quote|>“‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who | so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention.<|quote|>“I’m sorry indeed, father,... | light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, hav... | possible occasion since that odious occurrence at Dedborough--like to leave you a little more food for meditation, in my absence, on the painfully false position in which you there placed me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shade of awkwardness, to which her stillness was a contrast; she just waited,... | “You must come to Victoria.” “Rather!” she said with intensity; and with that she passed away. VI Left alone he had a moment’s meditation where he stood; it found issue in an articulate “Poor dear thing!” --an exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, wait... | altogether enjoy!” His good friend showily balanced and might have been about to reply with weight; but what she in fact brought out was only: “I see you’re right about it: I must let her speak for herself.” “That I shall greatly prefer to her speaking--as she did so extraordinarily, out of the blue, at Dedborough, upo... | words doing little to qualify its dryness. “I take it for granted that you know I’m within a couple of hours of leaving England under a necessity of health.” And then as drawing nearer, she signified without speaking her possession of this fact: “I’ve thought accordingly that before I go I should--on this first possibl... | The Outcry |
“‘They’?” | Theign | you refer to as ‘they’?”<|quote|>“‘They’?”</|quote|>he echoed in the manner | whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?”<|quote|>“‘They’?”</|quote|>he echoed in the manner of a man who has | explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?”<|quote|>“‘They’?”</|quote|>he echoed in the man... | him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for... | position in which you there placed me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shade of awkwardness, to which her stillness was a contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted ... | where he stood; it found issue in an articulate “Poor dear thing!” --an exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern th... | only: “I see you’re right about it: I must let her speak for herself.” “That I shall greatly prefer to her speaking--as she did so extraordinarily, out of the blue, at Dedborough, upon my honour--for the wonderful friends she picks up: the picture-man introduced by her (what was his name?) who regularly ‘cheeked’ me, a... | passage; but he let her take his left hand. “So I feel!” he was, however, kind enough to answer. “Do feel!” she returned with much concentration. She raised the hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and with a rich “Good-bye!” reached the threshold of the other room. “May I smoke?” he asked before she had disappeared. “... | The Outcry |
he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. | No speaker | refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?”<|quote|>he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass.</|quote|>“Why, your own sister to | in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?”<|quote|>he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass.</|quote|>“Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what | for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?”<|quote|>he echoed in the manner of a man who has ha... | proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for com... | in which you there placed me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shade of awkwardness, to which her stillness was a contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some... | he stood; it found issue in an articulate “Poor dear thing!” --an exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern that had... | “I see you’re right about it: I must let her speak for herself.” “That I shall greatly prefer to her speaking--as she did so extraordinarily, out of the blue, at Dedborough, upon my honour--for the wonderful friends she picks up: the picture-man introduced by her (what was his name?) who regularly ‘cheeked’ me, as I su... | the hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and with a rich “Good-bye!” reached the threshold of the other room. “May I smoke?” he asked before she had disappeared. “Dear, yes!” He had meanwhile taken out his cigarette case and was looking about for a match. But something else occurred to him. “You must come to Victoria.”... | The Outcry |
“Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said an... | Theign | he has tried to pass.<|quote|>“Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as cleve... | counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass.<|quote|>“Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good... | have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass.<|quote|>“Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in wha... | having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I... | a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge ... | Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern that had settled on him more heavily from the moment of his finding himself alone. His luxury of gloom--if gloom it was--dropped, however, on his taking heed of Lady Grace, who, arriving on the scene t... | Dedborough, upon my honour--for the wonderful friends she picks up: the picture-man introduced by her (what was his name?) who regularly ‘cheeked’ me, as I suppose he’d call it, in my own house, and whom I hope, by the way, that under this roof she’s not able to be quite so thick with!” If Lady Sandgate winced at that ... | of the old fire!” He had not looked at her on this--it was as if he shrank, with his preoccupations, from a tender passage; but he let her take his left hand. “So I feel!” he was, however, kind enough to answer. “Do feel!” she returned with much concentration. She raised the hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and wit... | The Outcry |
It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. | No speaker | likely to come your way.”<|quote|>It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour.</|quote|>“Letting alone gallant John himself, | as any others that are likely to come your way.”<|quote|>It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour.</|quote|>“Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about | recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.”<|quote|>It clearly did his lordship good to work out t... | “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the d... | him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for... | “Oh!” he jerked out at sight of her--which she had to content herself with as a parental greeting after separation, his next words doing little to qualify its dryness. “I take it for granted that you know I’m within a couple of hours of leaving England under a necessity of health.” And then as drawing nearer, she signi... | had, in any embarrassment on this matter, the support, as we know, of her own tried policy. “She leads her life under this roof very much as under yours; and she’s not of an age, remember, for me to pretend either to watch her movements or to control her contacts.” Leaving him however thus to perform his pleasure the c... | hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and with a rich “Good-bye!” reached the threshold of the other room. “May I smoke?” he asked before she had disappeared. “Dear, yes!” He had meanwhile taken out his cigarette case and was looking about for a match. But something else occurred to him. “You must come to Victoria.” “Ra... | The Outcry |
“Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” | Theign | and glowed with irresistible colour.<|quote|>“Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on th... | and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour.<|quote|>“Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect t... | good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour.<|quote|>“Letting alone gallant John himself, most amia... | that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, ... | in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to h... | to qualify its dryness. “I take it for granted that you know I’m within a couple of hours of leaving England under a necessity of health.” And then as drawing nearer, she signified without speaking her possession of this fact: “I’ve thought accordingly that before I go I should--on this first possible occasion since th... | much as under yours; and she’s not of an age, remember, for me to pretend either to watch her movements or to control her contacts.” Leaving him however thus to perform his pleasure the charming woman had before she went an abrupt change of tone. “Whatever your relations with others, dear friend, don’t forget that _I’m... | portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made ... | The Outcry |
It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. | No speaker | calculated blow on the mouth!”<|quote|>It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share.</|quote|>“They so come down on | the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!”<|quote|>It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share.</|quote|>“They so come down on you I understand then, father, | “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!”<|quote|>It was clear that in the gi... | good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of m... | attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to ... | first possible occasion since that odious occurrence at Dedborough--like to leave you a little more food for meditation, in my absence, on the painfully false position in which you there placed me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shade of awkwardness, to which her stillness was a contrast; she just w... | dear friend, don’t forget that _I’m_ still here.” Lord Theign accepted the reminder, though, the circumstances being such, it scarce moved him to ecstasy. “That you’re here, thank heaven, is of course a comfort--or would be if you understood.” “Ah,” she submissively sighed, “if I don’t always ‘understand’ a spirit so m... | she signified without speaking her possession of this fact: “I’ve thought accordingly that before I go I should--on this first possible occasion since that odious occurrence at Dedborough--like to leave you a little more food for meditation, in my absence, on the painfully false position in which you there placed me.” ... | The Outcry |
“They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” | Grace | gravity embarrassment had no share.<|quote|>“They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_”</|quote|>“Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than | that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share.<|quote|>“They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_”</|quote|>“Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without | whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share.<|quote|>“They so come down on you I unders... | and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended ... | I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose y... | little more food for meditation, in my absence, on the painfully false position in which you there placed me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shade of awkwardness, to which her stillness was a contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and plan... | though, the circumstances being such, it scarce moved him to ecstasy. “That you’re here, thank heaven, is of course a comfort--or would be if you understood.” “Ah,” she submissively sighed, “if I don’t always ‘understand’ a spirit so much higher than mine and a situation so much more complicated, certainly, I at least ... | with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern that had settled on him more heavily from the moment of his finding himself alone. His luxury of gloo... | The Outcry |
“Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” | Theign | to come down on _me?_”<|quote|>“Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!”</|quote|>“But a sign of what, | then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_”<|quote|>“Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!”</|quote|>“But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as | poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_”<|quote|>“Assuredly--for some better satisfac... | to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, de... | of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particula... | me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shade of awkwardness, to which her stillness was a contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant moti... | course a comfort--or would be if you understood.” “Ah,” she submissively sighed, “if I don’t always ‘understand’ a spirit so much higher than mine and a situation so much more complicated, certainly, I at least always defer, I at least always--well, what can I say but worship?” And then as he remained not other than fi... | “Oh!” he jerked out at sight of her--which she had to content herself with as a parental greeting after separation, his next words doing little to qualify its dryness. “I take it for granted that you know I’m within a couple of hours of leaving England under a necessity of health.” And then as drawing nearer, she signi... | The Outcry |
“But a sign of what, father?” | Grace | moping here without a sign!”<|quote|>“But a sign of what, father?”</|quote|>she asked--as helpless as a | better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!”<|quote|>“But a sign of what, father?”</|quote|>she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon | effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!”<|quote|>“But a sign of... | to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the... | eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are... | to which her stillness was a contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and... | “if I don’t always ‘understand’ a spirit so much higher than mine and a situation so much more complicated, certainly, I at least always defer, I at least always--well, what can I say but worship?” And then as he remained not other than finely passive, “The old altar, Theign,” she went on-- “and a spark of the old fire... | at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin t... | The Outcry |
she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. | No speaker | a sign of what, father?”<|quote|>she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail.</|quote|>“Of your appreciating, of your | here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?”<|quote|>she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail.</|quote|>“Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, | mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?”<|quote|>she asked--as helpl... | colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the gi... | coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as cle... | contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes... | spirit so much higher than mine and a situation so much more complicated, certainly, I at least always defer, I at least always--well, what can I say but worship?” And then as he remained not other than finely passive, “The old altar, Theign,” she went on-- “and a spark of the old fire!” He had not looked at her on thi... | alone. His luxury of gloom--if gloom it was--dropped, however, on his taking heed of Lady Grace, who, arriving on the scene through the other room, had had just time to stand and watch him in silence. “Oh!” he jerked out at sight of her--which she had to content herself with as a parental greeting after separation, his... | The Outcry |
“Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” | Theign | the horizon for a sail.<|quote|>“Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!”</|quote|>“Hasn’t it occurred to you | as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail.<|quote|>“Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!”</|quote|>“Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve | share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail.<|quote|>“Of your appreciati... | and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand... | with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are ... | plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes n... | certainly, I at least always defer, I at least always--well, what can I say but worship?” And then as he remained not other than finely passive, “The old altar, Theign,” she went on-- “and a spark of the old fire!” He had not looked at her on this--it was as if he shrank, with his preoccupations, from a tender passage;... | ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you... | The Outcry |
“Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?” | Grace | into which you’ve put me!”<|quote|>“Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?”</|quote|>He threw back his head | degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!”<|quote|>“Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?”</|quote|>He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I | on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!”<|quote|>... | he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better sat... | one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and mor... | some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellen... | then as he remained not other than finely passive, “The old altar, Theign,” she went on-- “and a spark of the old fire!” He had not looked at her on this--it was as if he shrank, with his preoccupations, from a tender passage; but he let her take his left hand. “So I feel!” he was, however, kind enough to answer. “Do f... | her stillness was a contrast; she just waited, wholly passive--possibly indeed a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all ... | The Outcry |
He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. | No speaker | rather put _me_ into one?”<|quote|>He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves.</|quote|>“I put you certainly in | in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?”<|quote|>He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves.</|quote|>“I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving | a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” “Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?”<|quote|>He threw back his hea... | that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?”... | to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John him... | and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left h... | on-- “and a spark of the old fire!” He had not looked at her on this--it was as if he shrank, with his preoccupations, from a tender passage; but he let her take his left hand. “So I feel!” he was, however, kind enough to answer. “Do feel!” she returned with much concentration. She raised the hand to her pressed lips, ... | out at sight of her--which she had to content herself with as a parental greeting after separation, his next words doing little to qualify its dryness. “I take it for granted that you know I’m within a couple of hours of leaving England under a necessity of health.” And then as drawing nearer, she signified without spe... | The Outcry |
“I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.” | Theign | head as from exasperated nerves.<|quote|>“I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.”</|quote|>The perfect readiness of which | one?” He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves.<|quote|>“I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.”</|quote|>The perfect readiness of whic... | a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” “Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?” He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves.<|quote|>“I put you certainly ... | that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanni... | as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose m... | me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by yo... | had not looked at her on this--it was as if he shrank, with his preoccupations, from a tender passage; but he let her take his left hand. “So I feel!” he was, however, kind enough to answer. “Do feel!” she returned with much concentration. She raised the hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and with a rich “Good-bye!” ... | “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; wit... | The Outcry |
The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground. | No speaker | of successfully commending to you.”<|quote|>The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground.</|quote|>“And if I understand you | enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.”<|quote|>The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground.</|quote|>“And if I understand you aright as wishing to know | rather put _me_ into one?” He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.”<|quote|>The perfect readi... | here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” “Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?” He... | more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that... | view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no do... | answer. “Do feel!” she returned with much concentration. She raised the hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and with a rich “Good-bye!” reached the threshold of the other room. “May I smoke?” he asked before she had disappeared. “Dear, yes!” He had meanwhile taken out his cigarette case and was looking about for a mat... | I’m within a couple of hours of leaving England under a necessity of health.” And then as drawing nearer, she signified without speaking her possession of this fact: “I’ve thought accordingly that before I go I should--on this first possible occasion since that odious occurrence at Dedborough--like to leave you a littl... | The Outcry |
“And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” | Theign | to still more tangible ground.<|quote|>“And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.”</|quote|>“You understand me no better | of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground.<|quote|>“And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.”</|quote|>“You understand me no better than I fear I understand | my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.” The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground.<|quote|>“And if I understa... | appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” “Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?” He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlem... | claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, fat... | I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they... | threshold of the other room. “May I smoke?” he asked before she had disappeared. “Dear, yes!” He had meanwhile taken out his cigarette case and was looking about for a match. But something else occurred to him. “You must come to Victoria.” “Rather!” she said with intensity; and with that she passed away. VI Left a... | you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with he... | The Outcry |
“You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” | Grace | relation as father and daughter.”<|quote|>“You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,”</|quote|>Lady Grace returned, “if what | most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.”<|quote|>“You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,”</|quote|>Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is | on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.”<|quote|>“You understand me no better than I fear... | He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.” The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like... | that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?”... | doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass... | match. But something else occurred to him. “You must come to Victoria.” “Rather!” she said with intensity; and with that she passed away. VI Left alone he had a moment’s meditation where he stood; it found issue in an articulate “Poor dear thing!” --an exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with ... | charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant... | The Outcry |
Lady Grace returned, | No speaker | I fear I understand you,”<|quote|>Lady Grace returned,</|quote|>“if what you expect of | understand me no better than I fear I understand you,”<|quote|>Lady Grace returned,</|quote|>“if what you expect of me is really to take | lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,”<|quote|>Lady Grace returned,</|quote|>“... | you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.” The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to ... | the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the h... | to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may... | Victoria.” “Rather!” she said with intensity; and with that she passed away. VI Left alone he had a moment’s meditation where he stood; it found issue in an articulate “Poor dear thing!” --an exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daught... | as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose m... | The Outcry |
“if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” | Grace | understand you,” Lady Grace returned,<|quote|>“if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.”</|quote|>And then as he didn’t | better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned,<|quote|>“if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.”</|quote|>And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped | him to still more tangible ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned,<|quote|>“if what you expect of me is re... | the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.” The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangib... | gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail... | you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for you... | said with intensity; and with that she passed away. VI Left alone he had a moment’s meditation where he stood; it found issue in an articulate “Poor dear thing!” --an exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and abs... | uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, ou... | The Outcry |
And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, | No speaker | my words to Lord John.”<|quote|>And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound,</|quote|>“Have you seriously come to | is really to take back my words to Lord John.”<|quote|>And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound,</|quote|>“Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she | whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.”<|quote|>And then as he didn’t answer, while their br... | that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.” The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, wh... | you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into wh... | ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and a... | meditation where he stood; it found issue in an articulate “Poor dear thing!” --an exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of... | this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so little doubt of!--so that, having by your performance so egregiously f... | The Outcry |
“Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” | Grace | gaped like a jostled wound,<|quote|>“Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,”</|quote|>she added-- “that I shall | didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound,<|quote|>“Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,”</|quote|>she added-- “that I shall reconsider my resolute act and | our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound,<|quote|>“Have you seriously come to propose--and fr... | you.” The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You unders... | moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” “Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into o... | back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be cha... | exclamation marked at once with patience and impatience, with resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern that had settled on him more heavily from the moment of his finding himsel... | good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge the... | The Outcry |
she added-- | No speaker | to propose--and from _him_ again,”<|quote|>she added--</|quote|>“that I shall reconsider my | wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,”<|quote|>she added--</|quote|>“that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself | no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,”<|quote|>she added--</|quote|>“that I shall recon... | had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” ... | what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” “Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?” He threw back his head as from exaspera... | some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as p... | resignation and ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern that had settled on him more heavily from the moment of his finding himself alone. His luxury of gloom--if gloom it was--dropped, howeve... | your performance so egregiously failed him, I have the pleasure of their coming down on me for explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom,... | The Outcry |
“that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?” | Grace | from _him_ again,” she added--<|quote|>“that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?”</|quote|>It had so the sound | you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she added--<|quote|>“that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?”</|quote|>It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that he | than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she added--<|quote|>“that I shall reconsider my resolute a... | a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace... | she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” “Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?” He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I ... | coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as cle... | ridicule. After which, waiting for his daughter, Lord Theign slowly and absently roamed, finding matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern that had settled on him more heavily from the moment of his finding himself alone. His luxury of gloom--if gloom it was--dropped, however, on his taking... | a trifle portentous. “If you had plotted and planned it in advance,” he none the less firmly pursued, “if you had acted from some uncanny or malignant motive, you couldn’t have arranged more perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge ... | The Outcry |
It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that he could only, for his dignity, not give way to passion. | No speaker | myself to your beautiful arrangement?”<|quote|>It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that he could only, for his dignity, not give way to passion.</|quote|>“I’ve come, above all, for | my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?”<|quote|>It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that he could only, for his dignity, not give way to passion.</|quote|>“I’ve come, above all, for _this_, I may say, Grace: | me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she added-- “that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?”<|quote|>It had so the sound of u... | ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord ... | your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully considering, the predicament into which you’ve put me!” “Hasn’t it occurred to you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?” He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome se... | interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to co... | matches at last and lighting his cigarette--all with an air of concern that had settled on him more heavily from the moment of his finding himself alone. His luxury of gloom--if gloom it was--dropped, however, on his taking heed of Lady Grace, who, arriving on the scene through the other room, had had just time to stan... | way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presume... | The Outcry |
“I’ve come, above all, for _this_, I may say, Grace: to remind you of whom you’re addressing when you jibe at me, and to make of you assuredly a plain demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to disc... | Theign | not give way to passion.<|quote|>“I’ve come, above all, for _this_, I may say, Grace: to remind you of whom you’re addressing when you jibe at me, and to make of you assuredly a plain demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us... | could only, for his dignity, not give way to passion.<|quote|>“I’ve come, above all, for _this_, I may say, Grace: to remind you of whom you’re addressing when you jibe at me, and to make of you assuredly a plain demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy frien... | gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she added-- “that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?” It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that he could only, for his dignity, not give way to passion.<|quote|>“I’ve come, above all... | a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously com... | you in the least that you’ve rather put _me_ into one?” He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to yo... | delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to be charming to you, and who are as good people, and as pleasant and as clever, damn it, when all’s said and done, as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him... | the moment of his finding himself alone. His luxury of gloom--if gloom it was--dropped, however, on his taking heed of Lady Grace, who, arriving on the scene through the other room, had had just time to stand and watch him in silence. “Oh!” he jerked out at sight of her--which she had to content herself with as a paren... | but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who has had handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I s... | The Outcry |
Lord Theign continued--always with a finer point and a higher consistency as his rehearsal of his wrongs broadened-- | No speaker | at you, for that matter,”<|quote|>Lord Theign continued--always with a finer point and a higher consistency as his rehearsal of his wrongs broadened--</|quote|>“to have my inquiry, as | property. I’ve only to look at you, for that matter,”<|quote|>Lord Theign continued--always with a finer point and a higher consistency as his rehearsal of his wrongs broadened--</|quote|>“to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently | have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the question of my disposition of a particular item of my property. I’ve only to look at you, for that matter,”<|quote|>Lord Theign continued--always with a finer point... | that he could only, for his dignity, not give way to passion. “I’ve come, above all, for _this_, I may say, Grace: to remind you of whom you’re addressing when you jibe at me, and to make of you assuredly a plain demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy frien... | wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while ... | agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down o... | under a necessity of health.” And then as drawing nearer, she signified without speaking her possession of this fact: “I’ve thought accordingly that before I go I should--on this first possible occasion since that odious occurrence at Dedborough--like to leave you a little more food for meditation, in my absence, on th... | case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more ... | The Outcry |
“to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presen... | Theign | rehearsal of his wrongs broadened--<|quote|>“to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuk... | a higher consistency as his rehearsal of his wrongs broadened--<|quote|>“to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a... | by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the question of my disposition of a particular item of my property. I’ve only to look at you, for that matter,” Lord Theign continued--always with a finer point and a higher consistency as his rehearsal of his wrongs broadened--<|quote|>“to have my inquiry, as it seems... | I may say, Grace: to remind you of whom you’re addressing when you jibe at me, and to make of you assuredly a plain demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the q... | relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ aga... | with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “B... | fact: “I’ve thought accordingly that before I go I should--on this first possible occasion since that odious occurrence at Dedborough--like to leave you a little more food for meditation, in my absence, on the painfully false position in which you there placed me.” He carried himself restlessly even perhaps with a shad... | just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assu... | The Outcry |
--and his lordship mounted to a climax-- | No speaker | to understand, in other words,”<|quote|>--and his lordship mounted to a climax--</|quote|>“that you sent us about | gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,”<|quote|>--and his lordship mounted to a climax--</|quote|>“that you sent us about our business because I failed | purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presence of a most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taking your cue for naming me the great condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,”<|quote|>--and his lordship mounted to a climax--... | “to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presen... | I may say, Grace: to remind you of whom you’re addressing when you jibe at me, and to make of you assuredly a plain demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the q... | rather put _me_ into one?” He threw back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.” The perfect readiness of ... | perfectly to incommode, to disconcert and, to all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which ... | of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that you might, when he presumed, poor chap, ardently to urge them, deal him with the more cruel effect that calculated blow on the mouth!” It was clear that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so co... | The Outcry |
“that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recogn... | Theign | lordship mounted to a climax--<|quote|>“that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to ... | in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax--<|quote|>“that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of mone... | in the presence of a most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taking your cue for naming me the great condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax--<|quote|>“that you sent us about our business because I f... | to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presence of a most inferior person, a s... | of whom you’re addressing when you jibe at me, and to make of you assuredly a plain demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the question of my disposition of a p... | back his head as from exasperated nerves. “I put you certainly in the predicament of your receiving by my care a handsome settlement in life--which all the elements that would make for your enjoying it had every appearance of successfully commending to you.” The perfect readiness of which on his lips had, like a higher... | all intents and purposes, make light of me and insult me.” Even before this charge she made no sign; with her eyes now attached to the ground she let him proceed. “I had practically guaranteed to our excellent, our charming friend, your favourable view of his appeal--which you yourself too, remember, had left him in so... | to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she added-- “that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?” It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that ... | The Outcry |
Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful feli... | No speaker | your behaviour in my absence.”<|quote|>Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but ... | to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.”<|quote|>Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that t... | for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.”<|quote|>Lady Grace had thus for some m... | condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raisi... | a finer point and a higher consistency as his rehearsal of his wrongs broadened-- “to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertai... | I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like ... | explanations, for compensations, and for God knows what besides.” Lady Grace, looking up at last, left him in no doubt of the rigour of her attention. “I’m sorry indeed, father, to have done you any wrong; but may I ask whom, in such a connection, you refer to as ‘they’?” “‘They’?” he echoed in the manner of a man who ... | to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she added-- “that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?” It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that ... | The Outcry |
“You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer it by saying that my discovery of your possible sacrifice of one of our most beautiful things didn’t predispose me t... | Grace | as achieved his dreadful felicity.<|quote|>“You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer it by saying that my discovery of your possible sacrifice of one of our m... | for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity.<|quote|>“You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer it by saying that my discovery of your possible sac... | as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity.<|quote|>“You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me... | convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety ... | a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presence of a most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taking your cue for naming me the great condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a clima... | wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she added-- “that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?” It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that he could only, for his dignity, not give way to passion. “I’ve come, above all, for _this_, I may say, Grac... | handed back to his more careful eye, across the counter, some questionable coin that he has tried to pass. “Why, your own sister to begin with--whose interest in what may make for your happiness I suppose you decently recognise; and _his_ people, one and all, the delightful old Duchess in particular, who only wanted to... | “to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presen... | The Outcry |
the girl pushed on, | No speaker | was to take place. Frankly,”<|quote|>the girl pushed on,</|quote|>“I did quite hate, for | you--for whose benefit the sacrifice was to take place. Frankly,”<|quote|>the girl pushed on,</|quote|>“I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might | that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer it by saying that my discovery of your possible sacrifice of one of our most beautiful things didn’t predispose me to decide in favour of a person--however ‘backed’ by you--for whose benefit the sacrifice was to take place. Frankly,”<|quote|>the girl pushed on,</|qu... | it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer ... | to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviou... | to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the question of my disposition of a particular item of my property. I’ve only to look at you, for that matter,” Lord Theign continued--alway... | as any others that are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree w... | relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gaped like a jostled wound, “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ aga... | The Outcry |
“I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John ... | Grace | Frankly,” the girl pushed on,<|quote|>“I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my i... | sacrifice was to take place. Frankly,” the girl pushed on,<|quote|>“I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you woul... | answer your question if I do answer it by saying that my discovery of your possible sacrifice of one of our most beautiful things didn’t predispose me to decide in favour of a person--however ‘backed’ by you--for whose benefit the sacrifice was to take place. Frankly,” the girl pushed on,<|quote|>“I did quite hate, for... | he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer it by saying that m... | pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Gr... | us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the question of my disposition of a particular item of my property. I’ve only to look at you, for that matter,” Lord Theign continued--always with a finer point a... | are likely to come your way.” It clearly did his lordship good to work out thus his case, which grew more and more coherent to him and glowed with irresistible colour. “Letting alone gallant John himself, most amiable of men, about whose merits and whose claims you appear to have pretended to agree with me just that yo... | and a higher consistency as his rehearsal of his wrongs broadened-- “to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a pos... | The Outcry |
Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want. | No speaker | have to take the consequence.”<|quote|>Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want.</|quote|>“You recognise then that your | him even before, he did have to take the consequence.”<|quote|>Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want.</|quote|>“You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely | with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John blundered in, without timeliness or tact--and I’m afraid that, as I hadn’t been the least in love with him even before, he did have to take the consequence.”<|quote|>Lord Theign, with an elated ... | ‘backed’ by you--for whose benefit the sacrifice was to take place. Frankly,” the girl pushed on, “I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our... | more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to al... | from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presence of a most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all... | that in the girl’s great gravity embarrassment had no share. “They so come down on you I understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanni... | “Have you seriously come to propose--and from _him_ again,” she added-- “that I shall reconsider my resolute act and lend myself to your beautiful arrangement?” It had so the sound of unmixed ridicule that he could only, for his dignity, not give way to passion. “I’ve come, above all, for _this_, I may say, Grace: to r... | The Outcry |
“You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vindictive!--the meaning of which is that unless my conduct of my private interests, of which you know nothing whatever, happens to square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter about mistakes and blunders, and about... | Theign | all he could possibly want.<|quote|>“You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vindictive!--the meaning of which is that unless my conduct of my private interests, of which you know nothing whatever, happens to square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter ab... | his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want.<|quote|>“You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vindictive!--the meaning of which is that unless my conduct of my private interests, of which you know nothing whatever, happens to square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all... | top of that Lord John blundered in, without timeliness or tact--and I’m afraid that, as I hadn’t been the least in love with him even before, he did have to take the consequence.” Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want.<|quote|>“You recognise then that your reception... | did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John blu... | owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer it by saying that my d... | what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presence of a most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taking your cue for naming me the great condition on which you’d gr... | understand then, father, that you’re obliged to come down on _me?_” “Assuredly--for some better satisfaction than your just moping here without a sign!” “But a sign of what, father?” she asked--as helpless as a lone islander scanning the horizon for a sail. “Of your appreciating, of your in some degree dutifully consid... | head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presence of a most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taking your cue for naming me the g... | The Outcry |
The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, | No speaker | see him keep it up?”<|quote|>The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple,</|quote|>“The only account I can | but the more determined to see him keep it up?”<|quote|>The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple,</|quote|>“The only account I can give you, I think, is | the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?”<|quote|>The girl’s justification, clearly, was ve... | you know nothing whatever, happens to square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter about mistakes and blunders, and about our charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there... | one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John blundered in, without timeliness or tact--and I’m afraid that, as I hadn’t been the least in love with him even before, he did have to take... | so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of t... | his lips had, like a higher wave, the virtue of lifting and dropping him to still more tangible ground. “And if I understand you aright as wishing to know whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understa... | girl pushed on, “I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of... | The Outcry |
“The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to ... | Grace | side-issue, keep it very simple,<|quote|>“The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, ... | strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple,<|quote|>“The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do su... | done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple,<|quote|>“The only account I can give... | friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, yo... | John blundered in, without timeliness or tact--and I’m afraid that, as I hadn’t been the least in love with him even before, he did have to take the consequence.” Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want. “You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vind... | absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dre... | whether I apologise for that zeal, why you take a most preposterous view of our relation as father and daughter.” “You understand me no better than I fear I understand you,” Lady Grace returned, “if what you expect of me is really to take back my words to Lord John.” And then as he didn’t answer, while their breach gap... | finer point and a higher consistency as his rehearsal of his wrongs broadened-- “to have my inquiry, as it seems to me, eloquently answered. You flounced away from poor John, you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainm... | The Outcry |
Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. | No speaker | oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!”<|quote|>Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message.</|quote|>“Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted | out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!”<|quote|>Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message.</|quote|>“Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distr... | I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!”<|quote|>Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and ... | you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to fol... | which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determ... | my discovery of your possible sacrifice of one of our most beautiful things didn’t predispose me to decide in favour of a person--however ‘backed’ by you--for whose benefit the sacrifice was to take place. Frankly,” the girl pushed on, “I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; an... | way to passion. “I’ve come, above all, for _this_, I may say, Grace: to remind you of whom you’re addressing when you jibe at me, and to make of you assuredly a plain demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my... | your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter about mistakes and blunders, and about our charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had a... | The Outcry |
“Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” | Theign | in essence, delivered her message.<|quote|>“Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!”</|quote|>After which, while arrested but | young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message.<|quote|>“Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!”</|quote|>After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her | such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message.<|quote|>“Hallo, h... | I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oug... | giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue... | place. Frankly,” the girl pushed on, “I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my in... | demand--exactly as to whether you judged us to have actively _incurred_ your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the question of my disposition of a particular item of my property. I’ve only to look at you, for that matter,” Lord Thei... | the girl pushed on, “I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On to... | The Outcry |
After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then spea... | No speaker | ‘crying out,’ if you please!”<|quote|>After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of h... | hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!”<|quote|>After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse o... | you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ ... | that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-... | done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I ... | the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John blundered in, without t... | your treatment of our unhappy friend, to have brought it upon us, he and I, by my refusal to discuss with you at such a crisis the question of my disposition of a particular item of my property. I’ve only to look at you, for that matter,” Lord Theign continued--always with a finer point and a higher consistency as his ... | my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waite... | The Outcry |
“You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” | Theign | really call for some coolness.<|quote|>“You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?”</|quote|>“If you had arrived at | so that the case might really call for some coolness.<|quote|>“You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?”</|quote|>“If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a | as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness.<|quote|>“You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the ... | had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, t... | If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out t... | an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want. “You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vindictive!--the meaning of which is that unless my conduct of my private interests, of which you know nothing whatever, happens to square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under ... | you took, as he tells me, ‘his head off,’ just to repay me for what you chose to regard as my snub on the score of your challenging my entertainment of a possible purchaser; a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presence of a most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taki... | can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arroganc... | The Outcry |
“If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” | Grace | when I forge a cheque?”<|quote|>“If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,”</|quote|>she answered, “I should then | will be left to you when I forge a cheque?”<|quote|>“If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,”</|quote|>she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of | the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?”<|quote|>“If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a che... | back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had suppo... | like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of viol... | my private interests, of which you know nothing whatever, happens to square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter about mistakes and blunders, and about our charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer... | a rebuke launched at me, practically, in the presence of a most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taking your cue for naming me the great condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us ... | that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John blundered in, without timeliness or tact--and ... | The Outcry |
she answered, | No speaker | necessity of forging a cheque,”<|quote|>she answered,</|quote|>“I should then resign myself | you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,”<|quote|>she answered,</|quote|>“I should then resign myself to that of your selling | really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,”<|quote|>she answered,</|quote|>“I should then resign mysel... | things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep... | last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she ha... | square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter about mistakes and blunders, and about our charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate,... | most inferior person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taking your cue for naming me the great condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope:... | made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and... | The Outcry |
“I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” | Grace | forging a cheque,” she answered,<|quote|>“I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.”</|quote|>“But not short of that!” | arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered,<|quote|>“I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.”</|quote|>“But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not | for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered,<|quote|>“I should then resign myself to that of your sel... | making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company,... | to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already,... | your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter about mistakes and blunders, and about our charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had a... | person, a stranger and an intruder, from whom you had all the air of taking your cue for naming me the great condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my kn... | that, as I hadn’t been the least in love with him even before, he did have to take the consequence.” Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want. “You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vindictive!--the meaning of which is that unless my conduct of my ... | The Outcry |
“But not short of that!” | Theign | of your selling a picture.”<|quote|>“But not short of that!”</|quote|>“Not short of that. Not | then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.”<|quote|>“But not short of that!”</|quote|>“Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I | your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.”<|quote|>“But not short of that!”</|quote|>“Not short of that. N... | a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I... | step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my... | chatter about mistakes and blunders, and about our charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I ... | air of taking your cue for naming me the great condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down t... | question if I do answer it by saying that my discovery of your possible sacrifice of one of our most beautiful things didn’t predispose me to decide in favour of a person--however ‘backed’ by you--for whose benefit the sacrifice was to take place. Frankly,” the girl pushed on, “I did quite hate, for the moment, everyth... | The Outcry |
“Not short of that. Not one of ours.” | Grace | “But not short of that!”<|quote|>“Not short of that. Not one of ours.”</|quote|>“But I couldn’t,” said his | of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!”<|quote|>“Not short of that. Not one of ours.”</|quote|>“But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and | you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!”<|quote|>“Not short of that. Not one of ours.”</|quote|>“But I could... | her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what wil... | out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--n... | and about our charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his... | for naming me the great condition on which you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of... | I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my las... | The Outcry |
“But I couldn’t,” | Theign | that. Not one of ours.”<|quote|>“But I couldn’t,”</|quote|>said his lordship with his | of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.”<|quote|>“But I couldn’t,”</|quote|>said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell | picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.”<|quote|>“But I couldn’t,”</|quote|>said his lordship with his... | speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a che... | you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which,... | discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but t... | you’d gratify my hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best conv... | me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it ... | The Outcry |
said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, | No speaker | of ours.” “But I couldn’t,”<|quote|>said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement,</|quote|>“sell one of somebody else’s!” | short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,”<|quote|>said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement,</|quote|>“sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. | be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,”<|quote|>said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement,... | difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you ha... | father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but... | you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined t... | hope. Am I to understand, in other words,” --and his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a consid... | before, he did have to take the consequence.” Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want. “You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vindictive!--the meaning of which is that unless my conduct of my private interests, of which you know nothing whatever, ... | The Outcry |
“sell one of somebody else’s!” | Theign | his best and coldest amusement,<|quote|>“sell one of somebody else’s!”</|quote|>She was, however, not disconcerted. | couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement,<|quote|>“sell one of somebody else’s!”</|quote|>She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they | “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement,<|quote|>“sell one of somebody else’s!”</|quote... | the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” sh... | checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her... | have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, cl... | his lordship mounted to a climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to unde... | than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, wi... | The Outcry |
She was, however, not disconcerted. | No speaker | “sell one of somebody else’s!”<|quote|>She was, however, not disconcerted.</|quote|>“Other people do other things--they | his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!”<|quote|>She was, however, not disconcerted.</|quote|>“Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, | the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!”<|quote|>She was, however, not disconce... | supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should t... | act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for ... | the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very prese... | climax-- “that you sent us about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that... | him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I... | The Outcry |
“Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” | Grace | She was, however, not disconcerted.<|quote|>“Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.”</|quote|>“‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely | “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted.<|quote|>“Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.”</|quote|>“‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed... | cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted.<|quote|>“Other people do othe... | might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that o... | like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turn... | there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not les... | about our business because I failed to gratify _your_ hope: that of my knocking under to your sudden monstrous pretension to lay down the law for my choice of ways and means of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right... | if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account... | The Outcry |
“‘Disloyal’?” | Theign | We’ve never done anything disloyal.”<|quote|>“‘Disloyal’?”</|quote|>--he was more largely amazed | so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.”<|quote|>“‘Disloyal’?”</|quote|>--he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady | his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.”<|quote|>“... | left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one ... | kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of stil... | at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a momen... | of raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even ... | priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making... | The Outcry |
--he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. | No speaker | never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?”<|quote|>--he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word.</|quote|>“That’s what it seems to | decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?”<|quote|>--he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word.</|quote|>“That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” | lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?”... | to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of so... | her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still mor... | least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment a... | raising, to my best convenience, a considerable sum of money? You’ll be so good as to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as ... | daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure... | The Outcry |
“That’s what it seems to _me!_” | Grace | Grace stuck to her word.<|quote|>“That’s what it seems to _me!_”</|quote|>“It seems to you” --and | and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word.<|quote|>“That’s what it seems to _me!_”</|quote|>“It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- | not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word.<|quote|>“... | forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do ot... | and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some... | clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to ... | to understand, once for all, that I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more ext... | and blunders, and about our charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with... | The Outcry |
“It seems to you” | Theign | what it seems to _me!_”<|quote|>“It seems to you”</|quote|>--and his sarcasm here was | stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_”<|quote|>“It seems to you”</|quote|>--and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell | things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_”<|quote|>“It seems ... | should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done... | connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace-... | and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fa... | I recognise there no right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least ... | before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in ess... | The Outcry |
--and his sarcasm here was easy-- | No speaker | _me!_” “It seems to you”<|quote|>--and his sarcasm here was easy--</|quote|>“more disloyal to sell a | “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you”<|quote|>--and his sarcasm here was easy--</|quote|>“more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? | done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you”<|quote|>--and his sarcasm he... | to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing the... | some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your s... | the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that ... | right of interference from any quarter--and also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if i... | with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it ver... | The Outcry |
“more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” | Theign | his sarcasm here was easy--<|quote|>“more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!”</|quote|>She threw up impatient hands. | “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy--<|quote|>“more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!”</|quote|>She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either | them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy--<|quote|>“more disloya... | picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ ... | observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make th... | strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such thing... | also to let that knowledge govern your behaviour in my absence.” Lady Grace had thus for some minutes waited on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that ther... | simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you l... | The Outcry |
She threw up impatient hands. | No speaker | ‘em all ourselves, you know!”<|quote|>She threw up impatient hands.</|quote|>“I don’t ask you either | one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!”<|quote|>She threw up impatient hands.</|quote|>“I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” | --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!”<|quote|>She threw up impatient hands.</|quote|>... | lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?”... | tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at t... | is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even a... | on his words--waited even as almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope... | speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to yo... | The Outcry |
“I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” | Grace | She threw up impatient hands.<|quote|>“I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!”</|quote|>“Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he | ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands.<|quote|>“I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!”</|quote|>“Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; | and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands.<|quote|>“I don’t ask you either to paint or to ... | coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amaz... | more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a che... | speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to yo... | almost with anxiety for the safe conduct he might look to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘ag... | of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I... | The Outcry |
“Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” | Theign | to paint or to buy----!”<|quote|>“Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!”</|quote|>he interrupted, riding his irony | “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!”<|quote|>“Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!”</|quote|>he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to | “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!”<|quote|>“Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!”</|quote|>he interrupt... | not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s w... | the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself ... | I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusio... | to from some of the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’v... | “You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vindictive!--the meaning of which is that unless my conduct of my private interests, of which you know nothing whatever, happens to square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter about mistakes and blunders, and about... | The Outcry |
he interrupted, riding his irony hard; | No speaker | buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!”<|quote|>he interrupted, riding his irony hard;</|quote|>“and I’m glad to hear | either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!”<|quote|>he interrupted, riding his irony hard;</|quote|>“and I’m glad to hear you at least let me | to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!”<|quote|>he interrupted, riding his irony hard;</|qu... | do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems... | call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your sellin... | I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ... | the more extravagant of them. But he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best t... | how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready ... | The Outcry |
“and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” | Theign | interrupted, riding his irony hard;<|quote|>“and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,”</|quote|>he went on less scathingly, | “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard;<|quote|>“and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,”</|quote|>he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, | --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard;<|quote|>“and I’m glad to hear you at lea... | done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was e... | bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of th... | can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you t... | he at least felt at the end--if it was an end--all he owed them; so that there was nothing for her but to accept as achieved his dreadful felicity. “You’re very angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answ... | delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long... | The Outcry |
he went on less scathingly, | No speaker | conduct so invidious a word,”<|quote|>he went on less scathingly,</|quote|>“you must take from him, | to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,”<|quote|>he went on less scathingly,</|quote|>“you must take from him, in your turn, his quite | don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,”<|quote|>he went on less scathingly,</|quote|>... | even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “O... | cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She wa... | you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of ... | angry with me, and I hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer it by saying that my discovery of your possible sacrifice of one of our most beautiful things didn’t predispose me to decide in f... | odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she an... | The Outcry |
“you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of ... | Theign | he went on less scathingly,<|quote|>“you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friend... | conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly,<|quote|>“you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one... | paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly,<|quote|>“you must take from him, in your ... | stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interru... | at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted.... | arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like... | hope you won’t feel me simply ‘aggravating’ if I say that, thinking everything over, I’ve done my best to allow for that. But I _can_ answer your question if I do answer it by saying that my discovery of your possible sacrifice of one of our most beautiful things didn’t predispose me to decide in favour of a person--ho... | before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in ess... | The Outcry |
he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- | No speaker | as I am for time,”<|quote|>he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent--</|quote|>“is the main sense of | his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,”<|quote|>he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent--</|quote|>“is the main sense of what I have to say | makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,”<|quote|>... | “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same to... | done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was e... | in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as aft... | the sacrifice was to take place. Frankly,” the girl pushed on, “I did quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t... | your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all abou... | The Outcry |
“is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” | Theign | watch while she remained silent--<|quote|>“is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count”</|quote|>--and casting about for his | with a glance at his watch while she remained silent--<|quote|>“is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count”</|quote|>--and casting about for his hat he espied it and | to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent--<|quote|>“is the main sense of wh... | However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration... | been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Becau... | if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot ... | quite hate, for the moment, everything that might make for such a mistake; and took the darkest view, let me also confess, of every one, without exception, connected with it I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John blunder... | upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you... | The Outcry |
--and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- | No speaker | that I _may_ so count”<|quote|>--and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up--</|quote|>“I shall more cordially bid | When you have told me that I _may_ so count”<|quote|>--and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up--</|quote|>“I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked | conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count”<|quote|>--and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take... | turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--... | seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I... | things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep... | I interceded with you, earnestly, for our precious picture, and you wouldn’t on any terms _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John blundered in, without timeliness or tact--and I’m afraid that, as I hadn’t been the least in love with him even before, he did have to take the consequence.” Lord Theign, with an el... | taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the ... | The Outcry |
“I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” | Theign | went to take it up--<|quote|>“I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.”</|quote|>His daughter looked as if | hat he espied it and went to take it up--<|quote|>“I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.”</|quote|>His daughter looked as if she had been for some | watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up--<|quote|>“I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.”</|quote|>His daughter looke... | he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the ma... | to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you ... | new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I s... | _have_ my intercession. On top of that Lord John blundered in, without timeliness or tact--and I’m afraid that, as I hadn’t been the least in love with him even before, he did have to take the consequence.” Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want. “You recognise then ... | but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of to... | The Outcry |
His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. | No speaker | more cordially bid you good-bye.”<|quote|>His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created.</|quote|>“To Kitty I’ve practically ... | take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.”<|quote|>His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created.</|quote|>“To K... | main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.”<|quote|>His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the la... | an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say... | one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply ... | the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to... | Lord John blundered in, without timeliness or tact--and I’m afraid that, as I hadn’t been the least in love with him even before, he did have to take the consequence.” Lord Theign, with an elated swing of his person, greeted this as all he could possibly want. “You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely... | things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and ... | The Outcry |
“To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedboroug... | Grace | as he had himself created.<|quote|>“To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk ... | his reply in such tension as he had himself created.<|quote|>“To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hu... | cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created.<|quote|>“To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--... | remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some tim... | _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odi... | If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his... | want. “You recognise then that your reception of him _was_ purely vindictive!--the meaning of which is that unless my conduct of my private interests, of which you know nothing whatever, happens to square with your superior wisdom you’ll put me under boycott all round! While you chatter about mistakes and blunders, and... | as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil wi... | The Outcry |
Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. | No speaker | as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.”<|quote|>Lord Theign recovered the name with relief.</|quote|>“Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you | Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.”<|quote|>Lord Theign recovered the name with relief.</|quote|>“Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be | said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.”<|quote|>Lord Theign rec... | His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’v... | an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say... | that. Not one of ours.” “But I couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever.... | charming friend’s lack of the discretion of which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable di... | _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odi... | The Outcry |
“Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” | Theign | recovered the name with relief.<|quote|>“Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.”</|quote|>“He certainly took upon himself | ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief.<|quote|>“Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.”</|quote|>“He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I | why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief.<|quote|>“Mr. Hugh Crim... | been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this f... | away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect ... | couldn’t,” said his lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disl... | which you yourself set so grand an example, what account have you to offer of the scene you made me there before that fellow--your confederate, as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determ... | her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, ... | The Outcry |
“He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” | Grace | that so little concerned him.”<|quote|>“He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--”</|quote|>“To act, yes,” Lord Theign | be active, at a business that so little concerned him.”<|quote|>“He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--”</|quote|>“To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest | suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.”<|quote|>“He c... | made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?-... | am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you ... | appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sar... | as he had all the air of being!--by giving it me with such effrontery that, if I had eminently done with him after his remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong... | lordship with his best and coldest amusement, “sell one of somebody else’s!” She was, however, not disconcerted. “Other people do other things--they appear to have done them, and to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?”... | The Outcry |
“To act, yes,” | Theign | had taken upon _my_ self--”<|quote|>“To act, yes,”</|quote|>Lord Theign broke in, “with | But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--”<|quote|>“To act, yes,”</|quote|>Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! | relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--”<|quote|>“To act, yes,”</|quote|... | you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble-... | to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been ... | done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She thre... | remarkable display, you at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could b... | invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordi... | The Outcry |
Lord Theign broke in, | No speaker | _my_ self--” “To act, yes,”<|quote|>Lord Theign broke in,</|quote|>“with the grossest want of | because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,”<|quote|>Lord Theign broke in,</|quote|>“with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that | Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,”<|quote|>Lord Theign broke in,</|qu... | in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--w... | you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing whe... | “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I ... | at least were but the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a momen... | call for some coolness. “You keep bad company, Grace--it pays the devil with your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your sellin... | The Outcry |
“with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” | Theign | yes,” Lord Theign broke in,<|quote|>“with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.”</|quote|>“Never again?” --the girl put | upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in,<|quote|>“with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.”</|quote|>“Never again?” --the girl put it as for full c... | amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in,<|quote|>“with the grossest want of delicacy! ... | her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly c... | count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come... | largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint... | the more determined to see him keep it up?” The girl’s justification, clearly, was very present to her, and not less obviously the truth that to make it strong she must, avoiding every side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and t... | ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so i... | The Outcry |
“Never again?” | Grace | speak to Mr. Crimble again.”<|quote|>“Never again?”</|quote|>--the girl put it as | deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.”<|quote|>“Never again?”</|quote|>--the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of | But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.”<|quote|>“Never again?”</|quote|>... | my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was ... | cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she ... | picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefu... | side-issue, keep it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indis... | your sense of proportion. If you make this row when I sell a picture, what will be left to you when I forge a cheque?” “If you had arrived at the necessity of forging a cheque,” she answered, “I should then resign myself to that of your selling a picture.” “But not short of that!” “Not short of that. Not one of ours.” ... | The Outcry |
--the girl put it as for full certitude. | No speaker | Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?”<|quote|>--the girl put it as for full certitude.</|quote|>“Never of the question that | to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?”<|quote|>--the girl put it as for full certitude.</|quote|>“Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may | was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?”<|quote|>--the girl put i... | at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had tak... | you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can te... | to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to... | it very simple, “The only account I can give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, ... | riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding dis... | The Outcry |
“Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” | Grace | it as for full certitude.<|quote|>“Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,”</|quote|>said his lordship curtly, “about | “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude.<|quote|>“Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,”</|quote|>said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular | “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude.<|quote|>“Never of the que... | relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign brok... | had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her th... | all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invid... | give you, I think, is that I could but speak at such a moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, t... | “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of ... | The Outcry |
said his lordship curtly, | No speaker | You may chatter your fill,”<|quote|>said his lordship curtly,</|quote|>“about any others.” “Why, the | question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,”<|quote|>said his lordship curtly,</|quote|>“about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace | Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,”<|quote|>said his lordship c... | apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now... | seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’... | either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in you... | moment as I felt, and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you lea... | amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to b... | The Outcry |
“about any others.” | Theign | fill,” said his lordship curtly,<|quote|>“about any others.”</|quote|>“Why, the particular question you | exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly,<|quote|>“about any others.”</|quote|>“Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with great | exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly,<|quote|>“about any oth... | active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested... | come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘s... | to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite o... | and that I felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the ... | what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard... | The Outcry |
“Why, the particular question you forbid,” | Grace | lordship curtly, “about any others.”<|quote|>“Why, the particular question you forbid,”</|quote|>Grace returned with great force, | chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.”<|quote|>“Why, the particular question you forbid,”</|quote|>Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something | now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.”<|quote|>“Why, the part... | business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may b... | in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as ... | _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what ... | felt--well, how can I say how deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion ... | stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy one? Because we didn’t paint ‘em all ourselves, you know!” She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interru... | The Outcry |
Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable-- | No speaker | the particular question you forbid,”<|quote|>Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable--</|quote|>“that question is _the_ question | curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,”<|quote|>Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable--</|quote|>“that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our | may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,”<|quote|>Grace r... | “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him... | made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?-... | his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly... | deeply? If you can really bear to know, I feel so still I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to c... | and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you... | The Outcry |
“that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” | Grace | if saying something very reasonable--<|quote|>“that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.”</|quote|>“Then,” her father decreed, “your | with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable--<|quote|>“that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.”</|quote|>“Then,” her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense_ | Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable--<|quote|>“... | he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the g... | himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confeder... | me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give... | I care in fact more than ever that we shouldn’t do such things. I care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you ought... | She threw up impatient hands. “I don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on l... | The Outcry |
“Then,” | Theign | our very ground of conversation.”<|quote|>“Then,”</|quote|>her father decreed, “your conversation | question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.”<|quote|>“Then,”</|quote|>her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense_ with | the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable-- “that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.”<|quo... | yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus... | I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s i... | to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with... | care, if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high comma... | “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of ... | The Outcry |
her father decreed, | No speaker | very ground of conversation.” “Then,”<|quote|>her father decreed,</|quote|>“your conversation will please to | we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” “Then,”<|quote|>her father decreed,</|quote|>“your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or | question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable-- “that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” “Then,”<... | Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclu... | in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--w... | your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with an... | if you like, to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding ... | this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose yo... | The Outcry |
“your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” | Theign | conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed,<|quote|>“your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.”</|quote|>Lady Grace took a moment | it’s our very ground of conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed,<|quote|>“your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.”</|quote|>Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this | thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable-- “that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” “Then,” her father decre... | in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatte... | seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazin... | so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him, in your turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extrao... | to indiscretion--I care, if you like, to offence, to arrogance, to folly. But even as my last word to you before you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked... | to be doing them, all about us. But _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more dis... | The Outcry |
Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely. | No speaker | only way!--dispense with your conversation.”<|quote|>Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely.</|quote|>“You require of me not | perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.”<|quote|>Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely.</|quote|>“You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble | returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable-- “that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with y... | be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with... | you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took up... | of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” ... | you leave England on the conclusion of such a step, I’m ready to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, d... | turn, his quite other view of what makes disloyalty--understanding distinctly, by the same token, that he enjoins on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--... | The Outcry |
“You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?” | Grace | to examine this more closely.<|quote|>“You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?”</|quote|>“Most assuredly I require it--since | took a moment as if to examine this more closely.<|quote|>“You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?”</|quote|>“Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist | question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely... | again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable-- “that question is... | as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it w... | on you not to give an odious illustration of it, while he’s away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of... | to cry out to you that you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t, you oughtn’t!” Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daug... | preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell you why: I’ve in fact scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll ... | The Outcry |
“Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.” | Theign | with Mr. Crimble at all?”<|quote|>“Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.”</|quote|>He didn’t look reduced, the | of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?”<|quote|>“Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.”</|quote|>He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as he | conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely. “You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?”<... | of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable-- “that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” “... | “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you so amazingly caused to be present, and apparently invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “w... | away, by discussing and deploring with any _one_ of your extraordinary friends any aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect ... | Her father, with wonder-moved, elevated brows and high commanding hand, checked her as in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested... | of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon... | The Outcry |
He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as he spoke--which was doubtless precisely because he held his head so high to affirm what he suffered. | No speaker | you insist on reducing me.”<|quote|>He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as he spoke--which was doubtless precisely because he held his head so high to affirm what he suffered.</|quote|>“Is it so essential to | require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.”<|quote|>He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as he spoke--which was doubtless precisely because he held his head so high to affirm what he suffered.</|quote|>“Is it so essential to your comfort,” he demanded, “to | ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely. “You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?” “Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.”<|quote|>He didn’t ... | his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the particular question you forbid,” Grace returned with great force, but as if saying something very reasonable-- “that question is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense... | invited to be active, at a business that so little concerned him.” “He certainly took upon himself to be interested, as I had hoped he would. But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; a... | aspect or feature whatever of his walk and conversation. That--pressed as I am for time,” he went on with a glance at his watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for hi... | in an act really of violence--save that, like an inflamed young priestess, she had already, in essence, delivered her message. “Hallo, hallo, hallo, my distracted daughter--no ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious star... | ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take from him... | The Outcry |
“Is it so essential to your comfort,” | Theign | to affirm what he suffered.<|quote|>“Is it so essential to your comfort,”</|quote|>he demanded, “to hear him, | held his head so high to affirm what he suffered.<|quote|>“Is it so essential to your comfort,”</|quote|>he demanded, “to hear him, or to make him, abuse | require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?” “Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.” He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as he spoke--which was doubtless precisely because he held his head so high to affirm what he suffered.<|quote|>“Is it so essential to... | is _the_ question we care about: it’s our very ground of conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely. “You re... | But it was because I had taken upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it... | remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some tim... | ‘crying out,’ if you please!” After which, while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all ... | _we_ have been so decently different--always and ever. We’ve never done anything disloyal.” “‘Disloyal’?” --he was more largely amazed and even interested now. Lady Grace stuck to her word. “That’s what it seems to _me!_” “It seems to you” --and his sarcasm here was easy-- “more disloyal to sell a picture than to buy ... | The Outcry |
he demanded, | No speaker | so essential to your comfort,”<|quote|>he demanded,</|quote|>“to hear him, or to | what he suffered. “Is it so essential to your comfort,”<|quote|>he demanded,</|quote|>“to hear him, or to make him, abuse me?” “‘Abusing’ | Mr. Crimble at all?” “Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.” He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as he spoke--which was doubtless precisely because he held his head so high to affirm what he suffered. “Is it so essential to your comfort,”<|quote|>he demanded,</|quote|>... | our very ground of conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely. “You require of me not to communicate with Mr... | upon _my_ self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never ... | what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon he... | while arrested but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a d... | good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for his reply in such tension as he had himself created. “To Kitty I’ve practically said nothing--and she herself can tell y... | The Outcry |
“to hear him, or to make him, abuse me?” | Theign | to your comfort,” he demanded,<|quote|>“to hear him, or to make him, abuse me?”</|quote|>“‘Abusing’ you, father dear, has | suffered. “Is it so essential to your comfort,” he demanded,<|quote|>“to hear him, or to make him, abuse me?”</|quote|>“‘Abusing’ you, father dear, has nothing whatever to do with | at all?” “Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.” He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as he spoke--which was doubtless precisely because he held his head so high to affirm what he suffered. “Is it so essential to your comfort,” he demanded,<|quote|>“to hear him, or to m... | ground of conversation.” “Then,” her father decreed, “your conversation will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely. “You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble... | self--” “To act, yes,” Lord Theign broke in, “with the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the que... | have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had ... | but unabashed, she still kept her lighted eyes on him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of to... | watch while she remained silent-- “is the main sense of what I have to say to you; so that I count on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had b... | The Outcry |
“‘Abusing’ you, father dear, has nothing whatever to do with it!” | Grace | to make him, abuse me?”<|quote|>“‘Abusing’ you, father dear, has nothing whatever to do with it!”</|quote|>--his daughter had fairly lapsed, | demanded, “to hear him, or to make him, abuse me?”<|quote|>“‘Abusing’ you, father dear, has nothing whatever to do with it!”</|quote|>--his daughter had fairly lapsed, with a despairing gesture, to | that you insist on reducing me.” He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as he spoke--which was doubtless precisely because he held his head so high to affirm what he suffered. “Is it so essential to your comfort,” he demanded, “to hear him, or to make him, abuse me?”<|quote|>“‘Abusing’ you, father dear, has ... | will please to _dispense_ with a ground; or you’ll perhaps, better still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely. “You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?” “Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on... | the grossest want of delicacy! Well, it’s from that exactly that you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fil... | on your perfect conformity. When you have told me that I _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; ... | him, he gave back her conscious stare for a minute, inwardly and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than... | don’t ask you either to paint or to buy----!” “Oh, _that’s_ a mercy!” he interrupted, riding his irony hard; “and I’m glad to hear you at least let me off _such_ efforts! However, if it strikes you as gracefully filial to apply to your father’s conduct so invidious a word,” he went on less scathingly, “you must take fr... | The Outcry |
--his daughter had fairly lapsed, with a despairing gesture, to the tenderness involved in her compassion for his perversity. | No speaker | whatever to do with it!”<|quote|>--his daughter had fairly lapsed, with a despairing gesture, to the tenderness involved in her compassion for his perversity.</|quote|>“We look at the thing | you, father dear, has nothing whatever to do with it!”<|quote|>--his daughter had fairly lapsed, with a despairing gesture, to the tenderness involved in her compassion for his perversity.</|quote|>“We look at the thing in a much larger way,” | master of Dedborough, as he spoke--which was doubtless precisely because he held his head so high to affirm what he suffered. “Is it so essential to your comfort,” he demanded, “to hear him, or to make him, abuse me?” “‘Abusing’ you, father dear, has nothing whatever to do with it!”<|quote|>--his daughter had fairly la... | still--if that’s the only way!--dispense with your conversation.” Lady Grace took a moment as if to examine this more closely. “You require of me not to communicate with Mr. Crimble at all?” “Most assuredly I require it--since it’s to that you insist on reducing me.” He didn’t look reduced, the master of Dedborough, as... | you’ll now forbear; and ‘interested’ as he may be--for which I’m deucedly obliged to him!--you’ll not speak to Mr. Crimble again.” “Never again?” --the girl put it as for full certitude. “Never of the question that I thus exclude. You may chatter your fill,” said his lordship curtly, “about any others.” “Why, the parti... | _may_ so count” --and casting about for his hat he espied it and went to take it up-- “I shall more cordially bid you good-bye.” His daughter looked as if she had been for some time expecting the law thus imposed upon her--had been seeing where he must come out; but in spite of this preparation she made him wait for hi... | and rapidly turning things over, making connections, taking, as after some long and lamentable lapse of observation, a new strange measure of her: all to the upshot of his then speaking with a difference of tone, a recognition of still more of the odious than he had supposed, so that the case might really call for some... | scarcely seen her this fortnight. Putting aside then Amy Sandgate, the only person to whom I’ve spoken--of your ‘sacrifice,’ as I suppose you’ll let me call it?--is Mr. Hugh Crimble, whom you talk of as my ‘confederate’ at Dedborough.” Lord Theign recovered the name with relief. “Mr. Hugh Crimble--that’s it!--whom you ... | The Outcry |
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