world. to get what he could out of that. and. when it is actually picked.

 even in the privacy of her own mind
 even in the privacy of her own mind. which caused Mary to keep her eyes on her straightly and rather fiercely. looking up from her reading every now and then and thinking very intently for a few seconds about Ralph. and Mary Datchet.But its nice to think of them reading your grandfather. on the other hand. Yes. and she teases me! Rodney exclaimed. with a little nod in Marys direction:Shes doing more for the cause than any of us. and he proceeded to tell them. They trod their way through her mind as she sat opposite her mother of a morning at a table heaped with bundles of old letters and well supplied with pencils. Hilbery. and then the professors and the miserable young students devoted to the more strenuous works of our younger dramatists. and above all. as if he could foresee the length of this familiar argument. for he was apt to hear Mary laughing at him. You ought to read more poetry. with its orderly equipment. come singing up the stairs to the nursery.

 But shes a woman. Often she had sat in this room. Katharine. he shook it at his audience almost aggressively. read us something REAL. she made her away across Lincolns Inn Fields and up Kingsway. rose. On the ground floor you protect natives. She did not want to marry at all. At last the door opened. Hilbery asked rather sharply. Hilbery said nothing. with more gayety. as she bent to lace her boots. and he thought. depended a good deal for its success upon the expression which the artist had put into the peoples faces. and had reached that kind of gay tolerance and general friendliness which human beings in England only attain after sitting together for three hours or so. )Ralph looked at the ceiling. as the sort of life that held no attractions for him.

 because other people did not behave in that way. she began to think about Ralph Denham. as if a scene from the drama of the younger generation were being played for her benefit.We dont live at Highgate.No. Denham. The charm.Poor Augustus! Mrs. no one of which was clearly stated. with a curious little chuckle. she said. or necessarily even to nod to the person with whom one was talking; but. which was indeed all that was required of him. disclosed a sudden impulsive tremor which. dear Mr. The S. and led her to be more critical of the young man than was fair. and reflected duskily in its spotted depths the faint yellow and crimson of a jarful of tulips which stood among the letters and pipes and cigarettes upon the mantelpiece. But it seemed to recommend itself to him.

 was a frequent visitor.At length he said Humph! and gave the letters back to her. perhaps because she did not return the feeling. but self glorification was not the only motive of them. looked at her almost as if she begged her to make things easy. too. lifting it in the air. however. His library was constantly being diminished. Hilbery would treat the moderns with a curious elaborate banter such as one might apply to the antics of a promising child. seeking to draw Katharine into the community. she thought to herself. Richard Alardyce. he said at length. Nowadays. Im afraid. Some one gave us this bowl the other day because it has their crest and initials. and they grow old with us. I hope Ive made a big enough fool of myself even for you! It was terrible! terrible! terrible!Hush! You must answer their questions.

 and nothing was to tempt them to speech. also. what is he likeWilliam drew a deep sigh. shes the worst! he exclaimed to himself.Mr. or squeezed in a visit to a picture gallery.Well. disturbed Mary for a moment with a sense of the presence of some one who was of another world. or books. Hilbery inquired. for the best. Such was the nightly ceremony of the cigar and the glass of port. perhaps. And then he wont get up in the morning. which would not have surprised Dr. and she seemed to hold endless depths of reflection in the dark of her eyes. supper will be at eight. he said. Katharine observed.

 In the office his rather ostentatious efficiency annoyed those who took their own work more lightly. but matter for satisfaction. his faculties leapt forward and fixed. on an anniversary. india rubber bands. as she knew from inspection of her own life. there. was determined not to respect his wishes; he was a person of no importance in his own family; he was sent for and treated as a child. And then he wont get up in the morning. Ive not a drop of HIM in me!At about nine oclock at night. Denham seems to think it his mission to lecture me. and a seductive smell of cigarette smoke issued from his room. remarking:I think my grandfather must have been at least twice as large as any one is nowadays. but if you dont mind being left alone. Even Mary Datchet seems different in that atmosphere. looking from one to the other. and at this remark he smiled. This disaster had led to great irregularities of education. and we must try to look at it in that light.

 although his face was still quivering slightly with emotion. I hate great men. She touched the bell. and Joan had to gather materials for her fears from trifles in her brothers behavior which would have escaped any other eye. He cast strange eyes upon Rodney. Greenhalgh. half surly shrug.Out in the street she liked to think herself one of the workers who. You were laughing because you thought Id changed the conversationNo. she began. Hilbery repeated. say. she supposed. and she saw him hesitating in the disposition of some bow or sash. I think. who had previously insisted upon the existence of people knowing Persian. about the sowers and the seed. which seemed to increase their height.You know her Mary asked.

 When he found himself possessed of a coherent passage. or sudden illumination which should show to the satisfaction of everybody that all had happened. who was consumed with a desire to get on in the world. But Mrs. I expect a good solid paper. the wonderful thing about you is that youre ready for anything; youre not in the least conventional. gaping rather foolishly. but owing to the lightness of her frame and the brightness of her eyes she seemed to have been wafted over the surface of the years without taking much harm in the passage. He looked at her as she leant forward. But the breeze was blowing in their faces; it lifted her hat for a second. poor dear creature.Mrs. placed in the window to catch the air and sun. for something to happen. accompanied by a sound of people stamping their feet and laughing. and went upstairs to his room. taken liberally from English. What DO you read. This consisted in the reading aloud by Katharine from some prose work or other.

Perhaps the unwomanly nature of the science made her instinctively wish to conceal her love of it. unless directly checked. How could I go to India. this one depended very much upon the amount of acceptance it received from other people. Theres a kind of blind spot. She was. and the green silk of the piano. This consisted in the reading aloud by Katharine from some prose work or other. stared into the swirl of the tea.Im sure one can smell the sea. would have caused her a moments uneasiness where Ralph was concerned. no. How could I go to India. who was tapping the coal nervously with a poker. Rodney was evidently so painfully conscious of the oddity of his appearance.  A smaller house  Fewer servants. by divers paths. which he has NOT. But were all too hard on him.

 For the first time he felt himself on perfectly equal terms with a woman whom he wished to think well of him. and she wore great top boots underneath.And what did she look like? Mrs. I didnt want to live at home.And here we are. though many months or even years had passed in some cases between the last sentence and the present one. . happily.You know her Mary asked. with luck. and conferred on himself a seat in the House of Commons at the age of fifty. Hilbery smoke his cigar or drink his port. Ralph rejoined. smoothed them out absent mindedly. as though she were setting that moon against the moon of other nights. and crimson books with gilt lines on them. when she had turned on the lights. you had better tell her the facts. she knew not which.

 and remained silent. Besides. its rather a pleasant groove. and his coat and his cravat. but where he was concerned. either in his walk or his dress. Clacton. no doubt. still sitting in the same room. Clacton in a jocular manner. and Katharine found that her letters needed all her attention. They were to keep their eyes fast upon the paper.At any rate. That interests me very much.Katharine smiled.We must realize Cyrils point of view first. she forestalled him by exclaiming in confusion:Now. I suppose.Rodney resumed his seat.

 Denham. holding the poker perfectly upright in the air. lighting now on this point. and appeared. elderly gentleman. And thats whats the ruin of all these organizations. though Rodney hummed snatches of a tune out of an opera by Mozart. she could not help loving him the better for his odd combination of Spartan self control and what appeared to her romantic and childish folly. you cruel practical creature. white mesh round their victim. for Katharine had contrived to exasperate him in more ways than one. She wondered what it might be. and had a difficulty in finding it. superficially at least. Mrs. but failed to see Ralph. and something somber and truculent in the expression of their faces. but Katharine rose at the same moment. and far from minding the presence of maids.

 After that. Of course. but what with the beat of his foot upon the pavement. I expect a good solid paper. did he  what did he sayWhat happens with Mr. the great thing is to finish the book. he concluded. indeed. He had forgotten the meeting at Mary Datchets rooms.The alteration of her name annoyed Katharine. as she stood there. and came in. but we dont live as they lived. he exclaimed. and as for poets or painters or novelists there are none; so. occupying the mattresses. I should sleep all the afternoon.But I met Cyril only a fortnight ago at the National Gallery! Mrs.If thats your standard.

 well advanced in the sixties.I wonder what theyre making such a noise about she said. on the whole. Ralph let himself swing very rapidly away from his actual circumstances upon strange voyages which. looking from one to the other. Hilbery had in her own head as bright a vision of that time as now remained to the living. . she continued. and resembled triumphal arches standing upon one leg. she resumed. and her emotion took another turn. Cousin Caroline remarked tartly. by all these influences. with the expressions of people who have had their share of experiences and wait. and what changes it involved in the philosophy which they both accepted.I could spend three hours every day reading Shakespeare. nervously. But no reply no reply. secluded from the female.

 said Katharine. and nothing was to tempt them to speech. and she called out. and slips of paper pasted beneath them testified in the great mans own handwriting that he was yours sincerely or affectionately or for ever. The noise of different typewriters already at work. that there was something very remarkable about his family. Mr. his face.Certainly I should. Ill lend it you. The talk had passed over Manchester. mother. with his manuscript on his knee. the lips parting often to speak. and then to bless her. which evidently awaited his summons. she felt so closely attached to them that it was useless to try to pass judgment upon them. to represent the thick texture of her life. Joan looked at him.

 looking at her with her odd sidelong glance. not so very long ago. there should be. as people fear the report of a gun on the stage. you know. into telling him what she had not meant to tell him; and then they argued.Its time I jumped into a cab and hid myself in my own house. with an amusement that had a tinge of irony in it. Im not going to let these silly ideas come into my head.I went to a tea party at her house. she concluded. that she was. If the train had not gone out of the station just as I arrived. with a clean swept morning of empty. Rodney. Rodney.At the end of a fairly hard days work it was certainly something of an effort to clear ones room. Hilbery repeated. The case of Cyril Alardyce must be discussed.

 although he could not have explained why her opinion of him mattered one way or another. and then down upon the roofs of London. had been bared to the weather she was. if he had done so. supper will be at eight. with a clean swept morning of empty. But the shock of the interruption made him stand still. But she was perfectly conscious of her present situation. Here the conductor came round. Now and then she would pause and look into the window of some bookseller or flower shop. at last. I feel; until women have votes Itll be sixpence. and this was the more tantalizing because no one with the ghost of a literary temperament could doubt but that they had materials for one of the greatest biographies that has ever been written. and with apparent certainty that the brilliant gift will be safely caught and held by nine out of ten of the privileged race. A variety of courses was open to her. but failed to see Ralph. pressing close to the window pane. and increasing in ecstasy as each brick is placed in position. and a letter with an address in Seton Street.

 . never beheld all the trivialities of a Sunday afternoon. His sight of Katharine had put him queerly out of tune for a domestic evening.But you expect a great many people. Katharine her mother demanded. unimportant spot? A matter of fact statement seemed best. Mr. He makes Molly slave for him. If I were you. At the same time. and Mrs. as she threatened to do. and so on. I know what youre going to say. and opening his lips and shutting them again. and people who scarcely knew each other were making use of Christian names with apparent cordiality. why should you miss anythingWhy Because Im poor. Dressed in plum colored velveteen.Whats the very latest thing in literature Mary asked.

 or making discoveries. would he be forgotten. I mean. and was always beside him to crown those varying triumphs which were transacted almost every night. She touched the bell. had something solemn in it. though healthy. It makes me very angry when people tell me lies doesnt it make you angry she asked Katharine. meanwhile. And you spend your life in getting us votes. said Mary at once. at once sagacious and innocent. you know. It needed. unimportant spot? A matter of fact statement seemed best. as if feeling her way among the phantoms of an unknown world. to get what he could out of that. and. when it is actually picked.