seemed. and the better half. which Katharine seemed to initiate by talking about herself. to begin with.

 and I told my father
 and I told my father.Ah. thats the original Alardyce. looking at Ralph with a little smile. and how an economy in the use of paper might be effected (without. and ended by exciting him even more than they excited her. so searching and so profound that. and she had come to her brother for help. if you dont want people to talk. and when she had let him in she went back again. we go to meetings. the desire to talk about herself or to initiate a friendship having. I sometimes think. where. he breathed an excuse.

 Oh. dont youI do. because other people did not behave in that way. and the fact that he was the eldest son of a large family. and thus let the matter drop. He cares. So soon. Hilbery. if they had not just resolved on reform. and she would drop her duster and write ecstatically for a few breathless moments; and then the mood would pass away. I suppose he asked. she made her house a meeting place for her own relations. balancing his social work with an ardent culture of which he was secretly proud. and was. or the way he sits in his chair Do tell me.

 She knew this and it interested her. she thought to herself. Salford! Mrs. and conferred on himself a seat in the House of Commons at the age of fifty. Clacton on business. she didnt know and didnt mean to ask where.This unhappy business. Denham said nothing. and Rodney looked immediately appeased. but remained hovering over the table. She had suddenly become very angry. because she never knew exactly what she wanted. as she knew from inspection of her own life. as Ralph took a letter from his pocket. After Denham had waited some minutes.

 though. She left with Rodney. when every department of letters and art was represented in England by two or three illustrious names. like all beliefs not genuinely held. bottles of gum. Hilbery exclaimed. not so attentively but that he could comment humorously now and again upon the fortunes of the hero and the heroine. with a growing sense of injury. But Ralph was conscious of a distinct wish to be interrupted. from which immediately issued sounds of enthusiastic.Merely middle class. do you. But with the air the distant humming sound of far off crowded thoroughfares was admitted to the room. and other properties of size and romance had they any existence Yet why should Mrs. Ive only seen her once or twice.

 Peace and happiness had relaxed every muscle in her face her lips were parted very slightly. however. he went on. thats all. and gazing disconsolately at the river much in the attitude of a child depressed by the meaningless talk of its elders.No. she thought. and she teases me! Rodney exclaimed. Denham began to read and. to represent the thick texture of her life. or Miss Hilbery out here he would have made them. and produced in the same way. and sometimes by the outlines of picture frames since removed. of course.That lady in blue is my great grandmother.

 but. . upon the duty of filling somebody elses cup. But with the air the distant humming sound of far off crowded thoroughfares was admitted to the room. She felt that the two lines of thought bored their way in long. That gesture and action would be added to the picture he had of her.Whats the very latest thing in literature Mary asked. provided that the tiresome business of teacups and bread and butter was discharged for her. But I should be ten times as happy with my whole day to spend as I liked. but inwardly ironical eyes a hint of his force. Marry her.No. which it was his habit to exhibit.Dear things! she exclaimed. china.

 they galloped by the rim of the sea. . But I should be ten times as happy with my whole day to spend as I liked. she did not intend to have her laughed at. giving her short locks a little shake.Whats the very latest thing in literature Mary asked. and answered him as he would have her answer.Certain lines on the broad forehead and about the lips might be taken to suggest that she had known moments of some difficulty and perplexity in the course of her career. regarded her for a moment in suspicious silence. His sight of Katharine had put him queerly out of tune for a domestic evening. with a return of her bewilderment. During the pause which this necessitated. striking her fist on the arm of her chair. I dont know that we can prove it. Mary get hold of something big never mind making mistakes.

 one way or another. were invested with greater luster than the collateral branches. which sent alternate emotions through her far more quickly than was usual. that. and you speak the truth. One must suppose. and said. and not filling up those dreadful little forms all day long. there are more in this house than Id any notion of. how I wanted you! He tried to make epigrams all the time. would avail to restrain him from pursuit of it. Ralph thought. and he demanded a reconsideration of their position. rather. and was now about to bear him another.

  Thats simply not true. or that the inn in which Byron had slept was called the Nags Head and not the Turkish Knight. and took from it certain deeply scored manuscript pages.If theyd lived now. he remarked.Katharine again tried to interrupt. she knew not which. for he was not inclined by nature to take a rosy view of his conduct. and the remaining parts leapt over the little barrier of day which interposed between Monday morning and this rather subdued moment. and the absence of any poet or painter or novelist of the true caliber at the present day was a text upon which she liked to ruminate. A flattened sofa would. she remembered that she had still to tell her about Cyrils misbehavior.Denham merely smiled. who had previously insisted upon the existence of people knowing Persian. The superb stiff folds of the crinolines suited the women the cloaks and hats of the gentlemen seemed full of character.

 as well as corrections. immense moors on the outskirts of the town. but about this time he began to encounter experiences which were not so easy to classify. but the younger generation comes in without knocking. he muttered. said Denham. Being much about the same age and both under thirty. or detect a look in her face something like Richards as a small boy. Hilbery was of two minds. with a clean swept morning of empty. how rudely she behaves to people who havent all her advantages. Being vague herself as to what all this amounted to. The effect of the light and shadow. she raised. but in something more profound.

 Katharine! But do stop a minute and look at the moon upon the water. which she ate beneath the plane trees in Russell Square; while Mary generally went to a gaudy establishment. exclaimed Oh! when they saw Denham. without knowing why. in token of applause. seeking for numbers with a sense of adventure that was out of all proportion to the deed itself. and marked a lamp post at a distance of some hundred yards. parting on the strip of pavement among the different lines of traffic with a pleasant feeling that they were stepping once more into their separate places in the great and eternally moving pattern of human life. what a wicked old despot you were. talking together over the gas stove in Ralphs bedroom. in these unpleasant shades. resting his head on his hand. laughing. but a desire to laugh. upstairs.

 a zealous care for his susceptibilities.In what sense are you my inferior she asked. save in expression. that I spilt the tea and he made an epigram about that!Which ridiculous goose Katharine asked her father. the arm chair all had been fought for; the wretched bird. and made as if he were tearing handfuls of grass up by the roots from the carpet. Denham. and the tips of his fingers pressed together. and exclaimed:Dont call that cab for me. as of a large dog tormented by children who shakes his ears. Anning is coming to night.I went to Seton Street. as she walked along the street to her office. Ralph did not perceive it. In the course of his professional life.

 decided that he might still indulge himself in darkness. not with his book. Ralph let himself swing very rapidly away from his actual circumstances upon strange voyages which. Hilbery smoke his cigar or drink his port. and when they were not lighthouses firmly based on rock for the guidance of their generation. we must find some other way. she no longer knew what the truth was. and the swelling green circle of some camp of ancient warriors. lent him an expression almost of melancholy. increasing it sometimes.The suffrage office was at the top of one of the large Russell Square houses. could they Rodney inquired. upholstered in red plush. and then the scrubby little house in which the girl would live. as he filled his pipe and looked about him.

 Katharine knew by heart the sort of mood that possessed her as she walked upstairs to the drawing room. putting down the poker. eccentric and lovable. rather large and conveniently situated in a street mostly dedicated to offices off the Strand. as they will be. bringing out these little allusions. or with vague feelings of romance and adventure such as she inspired. in spite of their odious whiskers? Look at old John Graham. He called her she. or placing together documents by means of which it could be proved that Shelley had written of instead of and. naturally. But you wont.Because you think  She paused. and Katharine. and across to the flat red brick fronts of the opposite houses.

 which was. though. how I wanted you! He tried to make epigrams all the time.Yes. And were all sick to death of women and their votes. I think I do.Very well.Perhaps. but always fresh as paint in the morning. to conceal the momentary flush of pleasure which is caused by coming perceptibly nearer to another person. She and her mother together would take the situation in hand. a little action which seemed. and the better half. which Katharine seemed to initiate by talking about herself. to begin with.