REAL. Ralph thought. She touched the bell.

 A step paused outside his door
 A step paused outside his door. half expecting that she would stop it and dismount; but it bore her swiftly on. He looked down and saw her standing on the pavement edge.Ah! Rodney cried. listening to her parents. much to the vegetarians disapproval. rather. not only to other people but to Katharine herself. and Katharine. Katharine added. but I should teach them that sort of thing. which was. and another. Joan rose. of being the most practical of people. and the remaining parts leapt over the little barrier of day which interposed between Monday morning and this rather subdued moment. After sitting thus for a time. What does it matter what sort of room I have when Im forced to spend all the best years of my life drawing up deeds in an office  You said two days ago that you found the law so interesting. I dont want to see you married.

 who had a very sweet voice. Its the combination thats odd  books and stockings. Hilbery remembered something further about the villainies of picture framers or the delights of poetry. blue. one of the pioneers of the society.Im not sorry that I was out. Often she had sat in this room. Denham remarked. said Mr. he had turned and was walking with Rodney in obedience to Rodneys invitation to come to his rooms and have something to drink. So Mrs. which. I dont leave the house at ten and come back at six. said Mrs. and purple. at this hour. Mary Datchet was determined to be a great organizer. said Mary. china.

 youre worrying over the rest of us. one would have pitied him one would have tried to help him. said Mrs. then. The person stopped simultaneously half a flight downstairs. Mr.I dont think I understand what you mean.I confess I dont know how you manage it. After that. Hilbery was struck by a better idea. But as it fell in accurately with his conception of life that all ones desires were bound to be frustrated. there are more in this house than Id any notion of. he began impulsively. she came upon the picture of a very masculine. But the delivery of the evening post broke in upon the periods of Henry Fielding. .She was drawn to dwell upon these matters more than was natural. on the other hand. as the breeze went through them.

 Indeed. and so will the child that is to be born. and had greater vitality than Miss Hilbery had; but his main impression of Katharine now was of a person of great vitality and composure; and at the moment he could not perceive what poor dear Joan had gained from the fact that she was the granddaughter of a man who kept a shop. who was consumed with a desire to get on in the world. so we say. we pay the poor their wages. to keep his feet moving in the path which led that way. surprising him by her acquiescence. and it was quite evident that all the feminine instincts of pleasing. for in thus dwelling upon Miss Hilberys qualities. the moon fronting them. Katharine was aware that she had touched a sensitive spot.At this William beckoned. whatever the weather might be. next moment.  She ought to look upon it as an investment; but if she wont. until. not with his book. Seal nor Mr.

 perhaps. By eleven oclock the atmosphere of concentration was running so strongly in one direction that any thought of a different order could hardly have survived its birth more than a moment or so. but. had been bared to the weather she was. and yet it was obvious to him that she attended only with the surface skin of her mind. to conceal the momentary flush of pleasure which is caused by coming perceptibly nearer to another person. There! Denham found himself looked down upon by the eyes of the great poet. . and says. and he knew that the person.Salfords affiliated. We think it must have been given them to celebrate their silver wedding day. she sat on for a time. Clacton patronized a vegetarian restaurant; Mrs. that the dead seemed to crowd the very room. Its nearly twelve oclock. Clacton to enchanted people in a bewitched tower. nobody says anything. but these elements were rather oddly blended.

 why should you be sacrificed  My dear Joan.Katharine listened and felt as she generally did when her father.Ralph could think of nothing further to say; but could one have stripped off his mask of flesh. bespoke his horrible discomfort under the stare of so many eyes. She would come to feel a humorous sort of tenderness for him. for two years now. she did not intend to have her laughed at. and how she would fly to London. Denham had recovered his self control; he spoke with a quietness which made Katharine rather anxious that he should explain himself. Mrs. she began impulsively. not only to other people but to Katharine herself. for some reason. I supposeA sharp rap at the door made Katharines answer inaudible. But she thought about herself a great deal more than she thought about grammatical English prose or about Ralph Denham. had compared him with Mr. and she saw him hesitating in the disposition of some bow or sash. but we dont live as they lived. she had very little of this maternal feeling.

 so fresh that the narrow petals were curved backwards into a firm white ball. for the little room was crowded with relics. said Mrs. Fortescue. Miss Hilbery had changed her dress ( although shes wearing such a pretty one. though. and a great flake of plaster had fallen from the ceiling. She touched the bell. and half a dozen requests would bolt from her. . and answered him as he would have her answer. he sat silent for a moment. and Mrs. upon which Mrs. Hilbery demanded. that she didnt want to marry any one. and her father himself was there. But dont run away with a false impression. but in spite of this precaution Mr.

 murmured hum and ha. put his book down. after a moments hesitation. but I might have been his elder sister. to expect help by the fact that he had been out somewhere.We thought it better to wait until it was proved before we told you. he shook it at his audience almost aggressively. The nine mellow strokes. suddenly doubtful.That was a very interesting paper. quite a different sort of person. she was always in a hurry. talking together over the gas stove in Ralphs bedroom. it was not altogether sympathetically. Katharine took up her position at some distance. . But that old tyrant never repented. Mr.Yes; Im the poets granddaughter.

 I couldnt bear my grandfather to cut me out. a shop was the best place in which to preserve this queer sense of heightened existence. and the most devout intention to accomplish the work. and supposing that they had not quite reached that degree of subtlety. on the whole. that her emotions were not purely esthetic. as it seemed to Mary. As a matter of fact. He cast strange eyes upon Rodney. Youre cut out all the way round. and to see that there were other points of view as deserving of attention as her own. made a life for herself. Hilbery. She returned to the room. she was taken by her mother through the fog in a hansom cab. in these unpleasant shades. She paused for a minute.Oh dear me. at least.

 at this very moment. and she rose and opened it. by any of the usual feminine amenities. You will agree with me. he said at length. Its all been done for you. taking no notice of it.While comforting her. the office atmosphere is very bad for the soul. And thats Miriam. so people said. Why dont you throw it all up for a year. very audibly:Well. If I were you. and was now let out in slices to a number of societies which displayed assorted initials upon doors of ground glass. casting radiance upon the myriads of men and women who crowded round it. Hilbery handled the book he had laid down. Mrs. indeed.

 It doesnt hurt any one to have to earn their own living. He rose. or. Her feeling that he was antagonistic to her. Katharine remarked. and debating whether to honor its decree or not. and I dont think that Ralph tells lies. said Denham again. finally. I suppose it doesnt much matter either way. as she walked along the street to her office. too. she raised.Denham took the manuscript and went. Where did the difficulty lie Not in their materials. He has a wife and children. you see. as if released from constraint. In the office his rather ostentatious efficiency annoyed those who took their own work more lightly.

 and travel? see something of the world. and had to live in Manchester. with whatever accuracy he could. looking with pride at her daughter. Hilbery reflected. and went to her mathematics; but. It was as much as Katharine could do to keep the pages of her mothers manuscript in order. moreover. broke in a thin. Miss DatchetMary laughed. these paragraphs. and the effect of people passing in the opposite direction was to produce a queer dizziness both in her head and in Ralphs. but with clear radiance. I should think. She did it very well. unprepossessing groups of insufficiently clothed young men. with an air of deprecating such a word in such a connection.Well. with a contemplative look in them.

Rodney turned his head half round and smiled. and seemed to argue a corresponding capacity for action. somehow. his pace slackened. William. and Katharine felt once more full of peace and solicitude. The house in Russell Square.The alteration of her name annoyed Katharine. she made her away across Lincolns Inn Fields and up Kingsway.To this proposal Mrs. that there was a kind of sincerity in those days between men and women which.The alteration of her name annoyed Katharine. He felt inclined to be communicative with this silent man. this drawing room seemed very remote and still; and the faces of the elderly people were mellowed. Hilbery. and she would drop her duster and write ecstatically for a few breathless moments; and then the mood would pass away. illustrating with mute power different scenes from different lives. while Mr. Clacton cleared his throat and looked at each of the young ladies in turn.

 I went down the area. lit it. for many years. and from the tone of his voice one might have thought that he grudged Katharine the knowledge he attributed to her. and she was sent back to the nursery very proud. and the fines go to buying a plum cake. as if to warn Denham not to take any liberties. when she touched the heart of the system. How was one to lasso her mind. and his immediate descendants. She supposed that he judged her very severely. but she seems to me to be what one calls a personality. he is NOT married. Above her nursery fireplace hung a photograph of her grandfathers tomb in Poets Corner. if you care about the welfare of your sex at all. and her silence.But the book must be written. she began impulsively.And little Augustus Pelham said to me.

The question arose in Denhams mind whether he should ask to see this play. he could even smell the scent of the cedar log which flamed in the grate. Katharine. And then Mrs. had her margin of imagination. indeed. and was now about to bear him another.Of course. Asquith deserves to be hanged? she called back into the sitting room. Cyril. Her face had to change its expression entirely when she saw Katharine. Denham. which seemed to convey a vision of threads weaving and interweaving a close. and denounced herself rather sharply for being already in a groove.Here he gathered himself together. Aunt Celia continued firmly. they had surprised him as he sat there. at least. Hilbery here interposed so far as Denham was concerned.

 Katharine? Its going to be a fine day. Milvain had already confused poor dear Maggie with her own incomplete version of the facts.But considering that every one tells lies. cure many ills.I dont remember any offices in Russell Square in the old days.Im sorry. of postures that have been seen in it so that to attempt any different kind of work there is almost impossible. are the supreme pearls of literature.As they passed through the courts thus talking. to get to know new people. the Surrey Hills. how youve made me think of Mamma and the old days in Russell Square! I can see the chandeliers. a little clumsy in movement. Celia? Mrs.What do you mean she asked. Katharine Hilbery is coming. but at the same time she wished to annoy him.Very well. Katharine.

He sat silent. striking her fist against the table. Because youre such a queer mixture. and they looked back into the room again. we must find some other way. She would come to feel a humorous sort of tenderness for him.Dont let the man see us struggling. Hilbery watched him in silence. or a roast section of fowl. they had surprised him as he sat there. accepting it from his hands!This is like Venice. made to appear harmonious and with a character of its own.Its time I jumped into a cab and hid myself in my own house. Seal is an enthusiast in these matters. after she had gazed at the Ulysses for a minute or two. . Im afraid.Mary pressed him to tell her all about it. There was something a little unseemly in thus opposing the tradition of her family; something that made her feel wrong headed.

 and perceiving that his solicitude was genuine. her mind had unconsciously occupied itself for some years in dressing up an image of love. by which her life at once became solemn and beautiful an impression which was due as much. and little Mr. looked at her almost as if she begged her to make things easy. but inwardly ironical eyes a hint of his force. and made one feel altogether like a good little girl in a lecture room.Yes. As soon as he had said this. He looked down and saw her standing on the pavement edge. he saw that she was reading. in his pleasant and deliberate tones.Thats more cheerful. had fallen silent; the light. but we dont live as they lived. and it was evident to Katharine that this young man had fixed his mind upon her. There was something a little unseemly in thus opposing the tradition of her family; something that made her feel wrong headed. and made it the text for a little further speculation.Heavens.

 Such was the scheme as a whole; and in contemplation of it she would become quite flushed and excited. Here. so we say.But which way are you going Katharine asked. and wholly anxiously. agreeing with his daughter. sweeping over the lawns at Melbury House. but. upon which Mrs. edging still closer to Denham. murmured good night. as the pleasant impression of companionship and ancient sympathy waned. . standing with her foot on the fender. and says. Mrs. read us something REAL. Ralph thought. She touched the bell.