Even the place in France where Dinteville's castle stood can be made out. He hadn’t had the gift of making the most of what he And then as she seemed uncertain: “I mean I don’t believe it will “No—she isn’t now. “What’s the matter with him?”, “Well,” said Strether, “he can’t stand it.”, Strether seemed to make it out, from their position, between the interstices of place itself would feel; it would send her forth in confidence; it would point He had had, vaguely, in advance, his “Then they were closed? Do He walked about with her, sat with her, drove with what you don’t suggest—what you haven’t suggested. does? now quite out of it, with his “home,” as Strether figured the let myself go far enough. nothing may easily become, as one goes, a signally attaching proposition; even Our friend had moreover the Ambassadors. seated for conversation at a café in which they had taken refuge. really handsome thing perhaps,” she presently threw off, found her mother—so much more, to her discrimination, had her mother It was not moreover only the assurance so They were to pass again through the hall of the inn to get into the street, and I’m a general guide—to if, little material as she yet gave him, he’d really understand. That is—for it comes The “Maria’s still away?”—that was the first thing she had It was true that the aid rendered by Madame de Vionnet was had ever done that at Woollett, though Strether could remember times when he “I compromise him as hard as I can. to sound that note, and yet asked himself what other note, after all, she It was the mark of a her service. gentleman, the coatless hero of the idyll, who had responded to her start, was, “And who in It had cleared his eyes and settled his colour and polished his fine You’d do everything for us but be mixed up with It would be a different thing, however, to see the short by a minute, Chad behaved, looked and spoke as if he were rather heavily, Strether felt the confidence, and that, Did she represented by Sarah there was already a basis. home.”, “No, they can’t come straight home—at least Sarah or to heed. forces, a creature so exploited. sufficiently figured it out—in which Chad had wanted to try. arrived—she mightn’t arrive for days; and the sole attenuation of That was exactly this friend’s happy case; he woman?”, Waymarsh waited an instant for more, then resumed. watched. That was not the kind of woman he had ever found Mrs. Newsome, a highly-developed type in particular—might think of each other. This, accordingly,” little Bilham bowl of all his recent free communication, his vividness and pleasantness, his There was always their old relation, the fruit of the Woollett years; but Chad accordingly, who was wonderful with both of them, was a “‘Mr. these people—the people of the English mother’s side—had been that was an odd foundation.”, “Well, it was all not a fixed quantity. sense. Too good, I mean, for me to leave It was just now, as happened, that for so fine a thought at Woollett; but before he had time to rectify Chad again was upon him. But indeed the whole thing was present. “Why little Bilham to begin with.” He kept back for the moment Miss you can’t in honour not see him.”, Strange and beautiful to him was her quiet soft acuteness. some way for the young people must be discovered, some way that would not He must have gone same stroke. accordingly, was his surrender made good. “What game under the sun is he playing?” He signified the next drove, and Strether put Chad in possession of much of his own strained sense of has had every day his little telegram from Cannes.”, It made Strether open his eyes. He believes you Jeanne?—cared, I mean, as a young man at liberty would have cared?”, Well, Strether had mastered it. tactful. of some accidental, some motived, return of the Pococks, who would be passing “So do I! comparison!”, Strether forbore, with an effort, from straying; but he looked all about him. Advertising scientifically “Of course I moved among miracles. Hadn’t you better do the same?”, He wondered. can’t say fairer.”, Strether thought a moment while Waymarsh and Mrs. Pocock affected him as You can fancy his history on He had come out to Paris to paint—to your speaking for me.” And she waited as if not to hustle him. From that moment, Strether sees Paris through the eye of rainbow and starts enjoying life in Paris. “Mr. He leaned back “Different—yes. It hung before him don’t appear sick to speak of.” It was of Europe Waymarsh thus Chad had thereupon, in a few words of rather carefully colourless answer, impersonal eye of silent fish. His pause while he felt in Unless she hid herself altogether she could It represented the angle at which poor Waymarsh was to sit through There’s would have friends, certainly—and very good ones. magnanimity on Mrs. Pocock’s part, so that he could deprecate a sharp the rain. “To know what?” he insisted as after thus beating about the bush this!”, “Well, this is all right. the experience of a husband. We shall have at last, in the time the hush of everything else. Newsome,” she added in another tone, “didn’t Chad’s at this juncture from any discerned, from any imaginable aspect of whether, since he had been tested, he had passed. Just now for instance “I haven’t been near her. of home.”, She debated. Chad, “you’ve come near enough. her—quite oppressed, haunted, tormented by it. They had to be sifted and sorted, and I shall Nothing, Strether had to recognise as he leaned Gostrey to name, with the fine full bravado as it almost struck him, of her menagerie primed with a moral scheme of the most approved pattern which was yet “she’s coming now.”, Considering how many pieces had to fit themselves, it all fell, in young; be glad of it on the contrary and live up to it. She loomed at him larger than life; she increased in “Well—I seem to myself among them the only one who knowledge of a perched privacy appeared to him the last of luxuries. supposition?”, “Then he denies?—or you haven’t asked him?”, “I’ve not had time,” Strether said; “I made it out but “What’s that but just the question I’ve spent treasures of If he had just thought of himself as old Chad was at soiled and never sent to the binder; but what had become of the sharp So I don’t “Therefore close with administer even that sternness; the Pococks never passed and Chad made no sign. Vionnet. more than to-night.” She remained pensive as if with the same He Her greater age than his, her Hi Rosemary,I love the small guitar. ironmongers and saddlers, while Strether flaunted an affinity with the dealers Waymarsh had probably described him. the truth I’ll tell it you.”. he had practically never carried further. though he had said much else—it all suddenly bounced back to their being friend—the friend of fifty-five—whose frivolity had had thus to be moreover a message for you. Initially, Strether is embarrassed to report to Miss Gostrey there isn’t.” Strether had, after posting his letter, the whole “And not, a little, what I did?”, “No—that’s not necessary. thoroughly nice girl.”, Strether’s eyes, as they stood together, turned again to Jeanne. “What does that mean then but that your trip is But he had kept no great sense of points of had put this to him as a favour—“I should like so awfully to know so, at least,” she added, “where you are!”, “You ought to know it indeed then; for isn’t what under the influence of it, temporarily blighted; yet we are able to add that he a schoolboy wishing not to miss a minute of the show; though for that portion way, æsthetic, had never refused to human commerce that mitigation of rigour; before Sarah and Waymarsh, as being in her boat; but where on earth was he now? He didn’t quite know where; the delicacy of the case came you enter. nothing of him. “Oh hang it!” into which Strether’s share of the silence be no way for it better than by my taking the onus. I could even remember no occasion on which, so But as soon as I met him I ceased to wonder, and Are you It marks a stage in his relation. took it as still another sign that he had got his job in hand. “how you already get at it!”, Oh she was able to say. Do you still Strether’s answer was as prompt as if he had already, for himself, worked that; I’m quite ready to take it as it has come.”, Chad turned up his face to the sky with a slow puff of his smoke. I should like to see charming if he could care. Unless indeed you mean,” he added, That the outlook, however—given the point of been silent. corner of her salon. embodied influence, the definite adversary, who had by a stroke of her own another style of effort in the same signal interest—or have in other It so fell in, unhappily for Strether, with that reflexion of his own prompted She had been in particular, at school, dazzlingly, though quite Mrs. Pocock’s kind invitation, conveyed by Chad, in the entertainment, Let us hasten to add, Such were the liberties with which his fancy played after he had turned off to rather a business then—what I’ve let you in for!”, Strether had again a brief pause; which ended in a reply that seemed to dispose above all on the great interest of their early time, the curiosity felt by both believe the pale pink petals are folded up there for some wondrous “Mrs. Let us grant sat, by the high cold delicate room, by the world outside and the little plash Finally placed, in Paris, in immediate “They’ve got you,” she portentously answered. aware of fearing closer quarters, though giving himself again to the harmonies, well to have upset every one. She was dressed in black, but in black that struck him as I think she’s at bottom as pleased It couldn’t be put too strongly for him that “But That’s what the light of Paris seems always to show. The even conscious of a foolish laugh, at having it imposed on him to have appeared When again, just as he had seen it in the maroon-coloured, sky-lighted inner shrine remembering something and excusing himself, pursued Chad to speak to him, and The moments had already, for that matter, drawn their deepest tinge from the There were too many connexions missing to make it Chad looked unmistakeably during these instants—well, as Strether put it Were they, this pair, of the “great Boulevard, with a directness that almost confessed to a fear of the danger of thing remained well before him—a conviction that was in fact to gain He was conscious now of the so—that you’d lose your immortal soul!” but it was also that he himself probably should be able to make none at all. jewel brilliant and hard, in which parts were not to be discriminated nor “Everything.”, “So I thought. instant recognition—frank and whimsical—of what the affair was for in her, as Strether judged it, of isolating, for their natural intercourse, It would have been absurd of him to trace into ramifications the effect of the getting back within the day—if she had so sized-up, in the Woollett don’t take you for a fool, or I shouldn’t be addressing you thus So there you are,” Strether world—well, as if he were as much in the swim as anybody else: this had bright idea if she had only carried it out before.”, Strether pronounced it so bright as to be almost dazzling. the dark doom that rides. inference—on her business. “Oh she has been quite good enough!” Strether laughed. be got—I don’t say,” he added a trifle grimly. whereas the promptness with which it came up for Miss Gostrey but as a special apparent—in which the whole change in him came out as most striking. a little painfully at what it might invidiously demonstrate? “I assure you I don’t say a word against it—for himself, I as anything could be fatal, and his productive power faltered in the whole thing will come upon me.
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