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I see that what you mean," Miss Gostrey pursued, "is that if your friend HAD come she would take great views, and the great views, to put it simply, would be too much for her." Strether looked amused at her notion of the simple, but he adopted her formula. "Everything's too much for her." "Ah then such a service as this of yours " "Is more for her than anything else? Yes far more.
He hasn't broached the question sooner because their return was uncertain seemed in fact for the present impossible. But he more than intimates that if you can believe it their desire to make my acquaintance has had to do with their surmounting difficulties." "They're dying to see you?" Miss Gostrey asked. "Dying. Of course," said Strether, "they're the virtuous attachment."
He fortunately 'over here, as he says finds the world everywhere; and his most prodigious adventure of all," he went on, "has been of course of the last few days." Miss Gostrey, already knowing, instantly made the connexion. "He has seen Marie de Vionnet again?" "He went, all by himself, the day after Chad's party didn't I tell you? to tea with her. By her invitation all alone."
His gaiety might have been a tribute to the fact that the state he had been reduced to did for him again what had been done by his talk of the matter with Miss Gostrey at the London theatre. It was somehow enlarging; and the air of that amplitude was now doubtless more or less and all for Waymarsh to feel in his further response. "That's what I found out from the young man."
"You're not enjoying it, I think, so much as you ought." "I see" he appeared thoughtfully to agree. "Great is my privilege." "Oh it's not your privilege! It has nothing to do with me. It has to do with yourself. Your failure's general." "Ah there you are!" he laughed. "It's the failure of Woollett. THAT'S general." "The failure to enjoy," Miss Gostrey explained, "is what I mean." "Precisely.
Pocock's visit was an hour spent, shortly before dinner, with Maria Gostrey, whom of late, in spite of so sustained a call on his attention from other quarters, he had by no means neglected. And that he was still not neglecting her will appear from the fact that he was with her again at the same hour on the very morrow with no less fine a consciousness moreover of being able to hold her ear.
That's my little system; and, if you want to know," said Maria Gostrey, "it's my real secret, my innermost mission and use. I only seem, you see, to beguile and approve; but I've thought it all out and I'm working all the while underground. I can't perhaps quite give you my formula, but I think that practically I succeed. I send you back spent. So you stay back. Passed through my hands "
I call it, all the same, immense fun," Maria Gostrey declared; "and to see you work it out will be one of the sensations of my life. It IS clear you can toddle alone!" He received this tribute without elation. "I shan't be alone when the Pococks have come." Her eyebrows went up. "The Pococks are coming?"
Oh and first of all of course," Miss Gostrey added, "on her well, convincing you." "Ah," her friend returned, "she caught Chad young!" "Yes, but there are women who are for all your 'times of life. They're the most wonderful sort." She had laughed the words out, but they brought her companion, the next thing, to a stand. "Is what you mean that she'll try to make a fool of me?"
It was as if Maria could feel with this then at last that she had done her best for each. But she had still an idea. "Shall I tell her that?" "No. Tell her nothing." "Very well then." To which in the next breath Miss Gostrey added: "Poor dear thing!" Her friend wondered; then with raised eyebrows: "Me?" "Oh no. Marie de Vionnet." He accepted the correction, but he wondered still.
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