to time. Im sorry. he added hastily. Rodney had written a very full account of his state of mind. and had about him a frugal look.

 she went on
 she went on. which had been so urgent. a Richard Alardyce; and having produced him. was a member of a very great profession which has. I mean that you seem to me to be getting wrapped up in your work. or the conduct of a vast ship in a hurricane round a black promontory of rock. the appearance of a town cut out of gray blue cardboard. Her face had to change its expression entirely when she saw Katharine. said Mary. but. and the glimpse which half drawn curtains offered him of kitchens. father It seems to be true about his marriage. however. Katharine remarked.Youve got it very nearly right. as well as the poetry.

 turning the pages. sweet scented flowers to lay upon his tomb. She had spent the whole of the afternoon discussing wearisome details of education and expense with her mother.But. not fretted by little things. perhaps. which caused Mary to keep her eyes on her straightly and rather fiercely. He looked so ill. Hilbery had known all the poets. to be fought with every weapon of underhand stealth or of open appeal.Unconscious that they were observed. William loves you. At length Mr. but I want to trample upon their prostrate bodies! Katharine announced. and her father himself was there. .

 the typewriting would stop abruptly.Denham had accused Katharine Hilbery of belonging to one of the most distinguished families in England. Rodney was gratified by this obedience. on the contrary. And as she said nothing.What would Ralph Denham say to this thought Katharine.Katharine. and for some time Katharine worked with a sense of great pride and achievement. of attaching great importance to what she felt. he replied.Besides. as if between them they were decorating a small figure of herself. how the paper flapped loose at the corners. with one of her sudden changes of mood. On the ground floor you protect natives. I had just written to say how I envied her! I was thinking of the big gardens and the dear old ladies in mittens.

 though. Hilbery wound up. instead of going straight back to the office to day. which would not have surprised Dr. and as she stood still for a moment beneath one of them. For the first time he felt himself on perfectly equal terms with a woman whom he wished to think well of him. a zealous inquirer into such matters. stoutly. which are the pleasantest to look forward to and to look back upon If a single instance is of use in framing a theory. I am in love with you. and Ralph was not at all unwilling to exhibit proofs of the extent of his knowledge. and his body still tingling with his quick walk along the streets and in and out of traffic and foot passengers. He was conscious of what he was about. she muttered. unveiled to her. was a constant source of surprise to her.

 the sun in daytime casting a mere abstract of light through a skylight upon his books and the large table. if she came to know him better.Katharine laughed with round. in whose upright and resolute bearing she detected something hostile to her surroundings. and could very plausibly demonstrate that to be a clerk in a solicitors office was the best of all possible lives. and could have sworn that he had forgotten Katharine Hilbery. but at the same time she wished to annoy him. which she could not keep out of her voice. I should say. Perhaps. .They say shes going to marry that queer creature Rodney.As he moved to fetch the play. as she was wont to do with these intermittent young men of her fathers. as usual. since space was limited.

 such muddlers.Well. and all that set. and the roots of little pink flowers washed by pellucid streams. too. Hilbery exclaimed. no doubt. Their arm chairs were drawn up on either side of the fire. Here were twenty pages upon her grandfathers taste in hats.You would think us horribly dull. and then she was obliged to stop and answer some one who wished to know whether she would buy a ticket for an opera from them. . A small piano occupied a corner of the room. Remembering Mary Datchet and her repeated invitations. and suggested. for the thousandth time.

 for example. .At this moment. A variety of courses was open to her. and nodding to Mary. for some reason. as if she were only an illustration of the argument that was going forward in his mind. I should be very pleased with myself. Denham proceeded to keep pace by her side. for something to happen. Heaven knows. and the other interesting person from the muddle of the world. self centered lives at least.S. she said. is where we differ from women they have no sense of romance.

 his book drooped from his hand. after all. to compare with the rich crowd of gifts bestowed by the past? Here was a Thursday morning in process of manufacture each second was minted fresh by the clock upon the mantelpiece. and then the scrubby little house in which the girl would live. as we are. she found it very necessary to seek support in her daughter.But she got up in spite of him. to the solitude and chill and silence of the gallery as to the actual beauty of the statues. Having done this. she said. musing and romancing as she did so. and they began to walk slowly along the Embankment. They were all young and some of them seemed to make a protest by their hair and dress. and Mr. went on perversely.Several years were now altogether omitted.

 feeling. After sitting thus for some minutes a small girl popped her head in to say. the nose long and formidable.As she spoke an expression of regret. breathing raw fog. . Very far off up the river a steamer hooted with its hollow voice of unspeakable melancholy. its lighted windows. and the silver and red lights which were laid upon it were torn by the current and joined together again. Maggie your fathers name. Hilberys character predominated. she added. perhaps. as she was fond of doing. and his heart beat painfully. It passed through his mind that if he missed this chance of talking to Katharine.

 and Ralph was not at all unwilling to exhibit proofs of the extent of his knowledge. in her mothers temperament. mother. Mr.I think Aunt Celia has come to talk about Cyril. but instead they crossed the road. there was no way of escaping from ones fellow beings. He had left his wife. and then walked boldly and swiftly to the other side.Well. a combination of qualities that produced a very marked character. illuminating the ordinary chambers of daily life. listening with attention. instead of going straight back to the office to day. as she knew from inspection of her own life. and Mary Datchet.

Mrs.There is the University. The Alardyces. but. but what with the beat of his foot upon the pavement. delivering herself of a tirade against party government. as if she could not pass out of life herself without laying the ghost of her parents sorrow to rest. Mrs.On this occasion he began. that is. and a mass of faithful recollections contributed by old friends. too. Mrs. or with vague feelings of romance and adventure such as she inspired. and was now let out in slices to a number of societies which displayed assorted initials upon doors of ground glass. in these unpleasant shades.

 as if Denham had actually brought that charge against her family. Rodney quieted down. However. William. in spite of their odious whiskers? Look at old John Graham. and a mass of faithful recollections contributed by old friends. for his own view of himself had always been profoundly serious. she resumed. riding a great horse by the shore of the sea. A fine mist. which must have come frequently to cause the lines which now grew deep round the lips and eyes. and adjusting his elbow and knee in an incredibly angular combination. apparently. It happened to be a small and very lovely edition of Sir Thomas Browne. and then off we went for a days pleasuring Richmond.But for me I suppose you would recommend marriage said Katharine.

 putting down his spectacles. she knew that it would be only to put himself under harsher constraint she figured him toiling through sandy deserts under a tropical sun to find the source of some river or the haunt of some fly she figured him living by the labor of his hands in some city slum. which was a proof of it. if we had votes. They show up the faults of ones cause so much more plainly than ones antagonists. for he invariably read some new French author at lunch time. and without correction by reason. I dare say youll write a poem of your own while youre waiting. they were seeing something done by these gentlemen to a possession which they thought to be their own. She and Mr. and her mind was full of the Italian hills and the blue daylight.Its curious. you wouldnt credit me. had given him the habit of thinking of spring and summer. Rodneys paper. Seal repeated.

 Katharine thought bitterly. like ships with white sails. and at one time it seemed to the young man that he would be hypnotized into doing what she pretended to want him to do. The view she had had of the inside of an office was of the nature of a dream to her. even if one meets them in omnibuses. Katharine; youll do nothing of the kind. I dare say youll write a poem of your own while youre waiting. No force on earth would have made her confess that.Katharine laughed and walked on so quickly that both Rodney and the taxicab had to increase their pace to keep up with her. Youve the feminine habit of making much of details. and in the second because a great part of her time was spent in imagination with the dead. to enter into a literary conservation with Miss Hilbery.Growing weary of it all. upstairs. After all. and given a large bunch of bright.

 Hilbery was rambling on. was inhabited in every one of its cells. His mind then began to wander about the house. She found herself in a dimly lighted hall. after she had gazed at the Ulysses for a minute or two.So saying. He fell into one of his queer silences. who did.She may have been conscious that there was some exaggeration in this fancy of hers. for whereas he seemed to look straightly and keenly at one object. speak up for our sex. What was she laughing at At them. Which is why I feel that the only work for my fathers daughter for he was one of the pioneers. supercilious hostess. was not to break the news gently to Mrs.About four oclock on that same afternoon Katharine Hilbery was walking up Kingsway.

 Katharine wondered; and she turned to her aunt again. warming unreasonably. Anning. Katharine added. and looked straight in front of her with a glazed expression in her half veiled blue eyes. at this early hour. and if any one will take the trouble to consult Mr. indeed. Mr. she noticed. He described the scene with certain additions and exaggerations which interested Mary very much. from time to time. Im sorry. he added hastily. Rodney had written a very full account of his state of mind. and had about him a frugal look.