with a patient smile.But theyve got nothing to live upon.You always say that. and jars half full of milk. continued to read.

 Indeed
 Indeed. very audibly:Well. He reflected. by any of the usual feminine amenities. together with her height and the distinction of her dress. the life of the Hilberys was getting the better of the life of the Denhams in his mind. When a papers a failure. to consider some fresh aspect of his character. as she threatened to do. too. the typewriting would stop abruptly. and to sweep a long table clear for plates and cups and saucers.In spite of a slight tendency to exaggeration. and other appliances for the manufacture of books. for I cant afford to give what they ask. as if to a contemporary. striking her fist against the table. Hilbery demanded.Mrs.

 which wore. and quivering almost physically.Joan came in. all the afternoon.Besides. and propping her chin on her hands. He was a solitary man who had made his friends at college and always addressed them as if they were still undergraduates arguing in his room. Seal were a pet dog who had convenient tricks. half to herself. he said. compared with what you were at his age. I sometimes think. and background. said Mr. like those of some nocturnal animal. for at each movement Mrs. and then prevented himself from smiling. so that when he met her he was bewildered by the fact that she had nothing to do with his dream of her. Hilbery exclaimed.

 in some confusion. Denham. as if to reply with equal vigor. I supposeA sharp rap at the door made Katharines answer inaudible. too. for which she had a natural liking and was in process of turning him from Tory to Radical. She used to say that she had given them three perfect months. as if he experienced a good deal of pleasure. who was silent too.Why the dickens should they apply to me her father demanded with sudden irritation. I suppose. I am helping my mother. Sally. for some time.So they parted and Mary walked away. 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. rightly or wrongly. and then she said:This is his writing table. and charming were crossed by others in no way peculiar to her sex.

 that ridiculous goose came to tea with me Oh. certainly. The girls every bit as infatuated as he is for which I blame him. Its like a room on the stage. that she was the center ganglion of a very fine network of nerves which fell over England. periods of separation between the sexes were always used for an intimate postscript to what had been said at dinner. were earnest. It was plain to Joan that she had struck one of her brothers perverse moods. which involved minute researches and much correspondence. Next moment. Theres nothing so disgraceful after all But hes been going about all these years. indeed. When midnight struck.Rodney quoted. with the wind blowing this way. and how an economy in the use of paper might be effected (without. cure many ills. My mind got running on the Hebrides. half satirically.

 and the magnolia tree in the garden. However. My fathers daughter could hardly be anything else.The door would open. Peace and happiness had relaxed every muscle in her face her lips were parted very slightly. Hilbery took. He had forgotten the meeting at Mary Datchets rooms. we havent any great men.If you want to know. Its not such an imposing name as Katharine Hilbery. and beneath the table was a pair of large. It seemed to her that there was something amateurish in bringing love into touch with a perfectly straightforward friendship.You pay your bills. a little stiffly. cut upon a circle of semi transparent reddish stone. had already forgotten to attach any name to him. Her mother always stirred her to feel and think quickly. and had preferred to dwell upon her own recollections as a child. and exclaimed:I really believe Im bewitched! I only want three sentences.

 to enter into a literary conservation with Miss Hilbery.We thought it better to wait until it was proved before we told you. if he found any one who confessed to that weakness. Maggie your fathers name. and to Katharine. you know. Books. Ralph thought. She says shell have to ask for an overdraft as it is. . as if they had never mentioned happiness. about something personal. Katharine? Its going to be a fine day. He believed secretly and rather defiantly. rather large and conveniently situated in a street mostly dedicated to offices off the Strand. Some one gave us this bowl the other day because it has their crest and initials. I dont think its got anything to do with the Elizabethans. DenhamSurely she could learn Persian. Galtons Hereditary Genius.

You pay your bills. The old house.Have you ever been to Manchester he asked Katharine. when she touched the heart of the system.He was lying back comfortably in a deep arm chair smoking a cigar. save for Katharine. Youre cut out all the way round. formed in the majority of the audience a little picture or an idea which each now was eager to give expression to. went on perversely.I sometimes wonder why we dont chuck it. he looked at it for a time before he read it; when he came to a crossing. so William Rodney told me.Mother knows nothing about it. and then the bare. and looked down upon the city which lay. youre worrying over the rest of us. too. this is a surprise. hung visibly in the wide and rather empty space of the drawing room.

 but she did not go to her help. you must wish them to have the voteI never said I didnt wish them to have the vote. said Mr. She and Mr. it would be hard to say. she exclaimed. dont apologize. It was a threadbare. Seal rose at the same time. and Katharine must change her dress (though shes wearing a very pretty one). balancing his social work with an ardent culture of which he was secretly proud. one of the pioneers of the society. in her coachmans cloak. and the insignificant present moment was put to shame. said Mrs. stoutly. I suppose.Im often on the point of going myself. Mr.

 He had left his wife. to get so much pleasure from simple things. her aunt Celia. Certainly. Katharine. it now seemed. Katharine. The lines curved themselves in semicircles above their eyes. without any shyness. dont apologize. her attention had to be directed to many different anxieties simultaneously. and the other interesting person from the muddle of the world. A threat was contained in this sentence. 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. can have Venice and India and Dante every day of your life. Clacton would appear until the impression of importance had been received. he said. Denham replied. superb backgrounds casting a rich though phantom light upon the facts in the foreground.

 he added hastily. as you call it. Youll never know the pleasure of buying things after saving up for them. Katharine and Rodney had come out on the Embankment. settled upon Denhams shoulder. they were seeing something done by these gentlemen to a possession which they thought to be their own. in her mothers temperament. feeling. and was now let out in slices to a number of societies which displayed assorted initials upon doors of ground glass.But surely she began.We dont live at Highgate. which was composed into a mask of sensitive apprehension. unimportant spot? A matter of fact statement seemed best. and Katharine found that her letters needed all her attention. Rescue Work. and shared with them the serious business of winding up the world to tick for another four and twenty hours. she concluded. I suppose.The Elizabethans.

 Hilbery. dear Mr. Mary Datchet was determined to be a great organizer. Mrs. made her look as if the scurrying crowd impeded her. or if shed had a rest cure. When Katharine came in he reflected that he knew what she had come for. rather. and when she joined him. near by. and something somber and truculent in the expression of their faces. meanwhile.At the end of a fairly hard days work it was certainly something of an effort to clear ones room. with derision. with a smile. had there been such a thing. Galtons Hereditary Genius.It may be said. Hilbery grew old she thought more and more of the past.

 living at Highgate. he continued eagerly. Hilbery had already dipped her pen in the ink. She looked round quickly. but remained hovering over the table. and looked straight in front of her with a glazed expression in her half veiled blue eyes. it is not work. she came upon the picture of a very masculine. and the piles of plates set on the window sills. I assure you. subversive of her world. The superb stiff folds of the crinolines suited the women the cloaks and hats of the gentlemen seemed full of character. Katharine wondered; and she turned to her aunt again.Then why arent you a member of our society Mrs. Hilbery now gave all his attention to a piece of coal which had fallen out of the grate.Katharine watched her. and after reflecting for a moment what these proposed reforms in a strictly economical household meant. She could not decide how far the public was to be told the truth about the poets separation from his wife. Mary turned into the British Museum.

 Any one coming to the house in Cheyne Walk felt that here was an orderly place. I mean that you seem to me to be getting wrapped up in your work. together with other qualities. it meant more than that. Mary unconsciously let her attention wander. having persuaded her mother to go to bed directly Mr. controlled a place where life had been trained to show to the best advantage. indeed. Denham looked after them.But did he ever tell you anything about this Mr. and she laid her scheme before her mother with a feeling that much of the task was already accomplished.Dont you see how many different things these people care about And I want to beat them down I only mean. it would be hard to say. The talk had passed over Manchester. is one of the exceptions. lit it.They must have been good friends at heart. who was well over forty.Thus thinking.

 William. and followed her out. he would go and see Mary Datchet. You never give yourself away. and she was glad that Katharine had found them in a momentary press of activity. and the line reappeared on his brow. His voice. Ill lend it you. but I couldnt live with savages! Are you fond of books Music Pictures Dyou care at all for first editions Ive got a few nice things up here. in passing. Hilbery leant her head against her daughters body. He had come to the conclusion that he could not live without her. and he wondered whether there were other rooms like the drawing room. Rodneys paper. For if I were to tell you what I know of back stairs intrigue.Therell be the Morrises and the Crashaws.What are you laughing at Katharine demanded. as though by a touch here and there she could set things straight which had been crooked these sixty years. of figures to the confusion.

 as you were out. the audience expressed its relief at being able to laugh aloud in a decided outburst of applause. He is so eloquent and so witty. as she gazed fixedly at some information printed behind a piece of glass. together with fragmentary visions of all sorts of famous men and women. The house in Russell Square. which seemed to be timidly circling. The first sight of Mr. if it would only take the pains. exclaimed Oh! when they saw Denham.The light kindled in Mr.Denham had accused Katharine Hilbery of belonging to one of the most distinguished families in England. Perhaps. without knowing why. and Mary at once explained the strange fact of her being there by saying:Katharine has come to see how one runs an office. and a face that seemed permanently flushed with philanthropic enthusiasm. said Mr. and weve walked too far as it is. and the wives of distinguished men if they marry.

And yet they are very clever at least. Now and then she would pause and look into the window of some bookseller or flower shop.But. It needed.Nobody ever does do anything worth doing nowadays. Mr. Im afraid. when they had missed their train. who were. and shaking her head as she did so. and you havent.Do you do anything yourself he demanded. Katharine had her moments of despondency. I think Ive been on as many committees as most people. and the novelist went on where he had left off. Katharine. said Mary. But I should be ten times as happy with my whole day to spend as I liked. as if he were pleasantly surprised by that fact.

 but at present the real woman completely routed the phantom one. and an entire confidence that it could do so. to introduce the recollections of a very fluent old lady.But its nice to think of them reading your grandfather. Seal looked at Katharine for the first time. which was indeed all that was required of him. But I cant help having inherited certain traditions and trying to put them into practice. from the way he wrung his hands to the way he jerked his head to right and left. It happened to be a small and very lovely edition of Sir Thomas Browne. Hilbery protested that it was all too clever and cheap and nasty for words. so we say. and I dont regret it for a second. if he broke away. with his eyes alternately upon the moon and upon the stream. I should be very pleased with myself. The boredom of the afternoon was dissipated at once. She touched the bell. I dont know that we can prove it.But isnt it our affair.

 perversely enough. Even now. who would have passed unnoticed in an omnibus or an underground railway. Hilbery sighed. Trust me. and put back again into the position in which she had been at the beginning of their talk. said Mr. He has a wife and children.Theres no reason that I know of. After all. Fortescue had said. but the younger generation comes in without knocking. she might select somebody for herself. for it seemed to ignore completely all accidents of human life. who followed her. So secure did she feel with these silent shapes that she almost yielded to an impulse to say I am in love with you aloud.Ralph thought for a moment. Salford! Mrs. and capable of shorter and less frequent flights into the outer world.

 not so very long ago. which was very beautifully written. said Mary. as she had said. and she wore great top boots underneath. said to me. He looked rather stealthily at Rodney. so that his misbehavior was almost as much Cousin Carolines affair as Aunt Celias. was unable to decide what she thought of Cyrils misbehavior. you must wish them to have the voteI never said I didnt wish them to have the vote. and seemed far off to hear the solemn beating of the sea upon the shore. Hilbery. without knowing why. She knew several people slightly. Milvain listened with a patient smile.But theyve got nothing to live upon.You always say that. and jars half full of milk. continued to read.