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Before we were married, before we were even engaged, he had had a little money. It had been left him, and instead of investing it as anybody in Bloombury would, he spent it in travel. I remember his saying that his memories of Italy were the best investment he could have made. But afterward, when he was in trouble, they threw it up to him.
It was now about mail time and a few people began to stir in the street; the clear light and the cold gave them a poverty-bitten look. "Does anybody ever get rich in Bloombury?" "Not that I know of. There's Mr. Dassonville in Harmony Dave Dassonville, the richest man in these parts." "I suppose he could tell me how to go about it?" "I suppose he would if he knows. Mostly these things just happen."
There are some who can't get along without things: clothes, and furniture, and carriages. Ada Brown is that kind; sometimes I'm afraid Ellen is a little. She takes after my family." "It is partly on account of Ellen that I want to get rich." "You mustn't take it too hard, Peter; we've always got along somehow, and nobody in Bloombury is very rich."
He looked out very carefully, therefore, as he drifted about the canals, for a large, widowed lady and a girl in a round hat who might have come from Bloombury, but he did not find her that day nor the next, nor the day after, and in the meantime Venice took him.
Somehow Peter could never fall into the normal Bloombury attitude of thinking that if you had hip disease, your life was bound to be different from everybody's and you might as well say so right out, flat-footed, and be done with it. With all this, finally he was got off to the city in the wake of Mr.
I am sure they must have a world of their own of picture rock and tree and stone, where they go when they are not being looked at on their canvases." "Oh, haven't you found them, then?" "In dreams you mean? Not in Bloombury; they don't get so far from home. One of these little islands I suspect, that lie so low and look so blue and airy." "Will you go with me in the gondola to discover it?"
Something that clicked in Peter's mind led him to look sharply from one to the other of the two women. In Bloombury they had a way, he knew, of not missing any point of their neighbours' affairs, but their faces expressed no trace of an appreciation of anything in the subject being applicable to his. The flick of memory passed and left him wondering why it should be.
"Well," said Peter, "if you like it so much, at the rate things are here, we can pull it up by the roots and take it back to Bloombury."
It was later when Savilla had been kept at home by a slight indisposition from a shower that caught them unprepared, she expressed her doubt of a winter in Italy being anything more than a longer stick with which to beat a dog. "She will have spent all her money on it, and the snow will be just as deep in Bloombury next year.
"I get tired easy, but you and Savilla could go." The proposal appealed to her as neighbourly, and it was quite in keeping with the character of a successful business man, as he was projected on the understanding of Bloombury, to wish not to keep paying for a thing of which he had no use. "I think we might as well close with it at once, don't you, Savilla?"
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