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This valet, courteous rather in the style of old Haim, had a brain just equal to the problems presented by his vocation. Every morning George would say: "Now, Downs, how soon can I have my bath?" or "Now, Downs, what can I have for breakfast?"
In the transition through autumn from summer to winter a transition which, according to the experience of tens of thousands of London lodgers, is capable of turning comparative comfort into absolute discomfort Mrs. Haim had behaved with benevolence and ingenuity. For example, the bedroom fire, laid overnight, was now burning up well from the mere touch of the lodger's own match.
The light words had scarcely escaped from young George before he perceived that his tone was a mistake, and that Mr. Haim was in a state of considerable emotion, which would have to be treated very carefully. And George too now suddenly partook of the emotion. He felt himself to be astonished and even shaken by Mr. Haim's news. The atmosphere of the interview changed in an instant. Mr.
That's quite all right," he answered effusively, and turning to the design: "The outlining of that lettering fairly beats me, you know." "Not really!... I get that from father, of course." Mr. Haim was famous in the office as a letterer. She sat idly glancing at her own design, her plump, small hands lying in the blue lap.
George compared her, unspeakably to her advantage, with the kind, coarse young woman at the chop-house, whom he had asked to telephone to the Orgreaves for him, and for whom he had been conscious of a faint penchant. "I can't colour it by gaslight," said Marguerite Haim. "I shall have to do that in the morning." He imagined her at work again early in the morning.
Haim first saw was her mere way of existing, and that in the same way she loved. At her tea-table, as elsewhere, she exhibited no special quality; she said little; she certainly did not shine. Nevertheless the three men were quite happy and at ease, because her way of existing soothed and reinspired them.
In those words she had clearly conceded that their relations were utterly changed. Never before had she made even the slightest, most distant reference to the monstrous household actuality, unadmitted and yet patent, of the wooing of Mrs. Lobley the charwoman by her father, the widower of her mother. If Mr. Haim stayed away from home of an evening, Mrs.
"The country's nae disturbed, Miss Flora. I was meanin' temptations and sic-like. Leastwise, ay the country is a bit up and down, as ye may say; but no sae mickle. We'll win safe eneuch to London, me and Miss Cary, if the Lord pleases. It's the comin' haim I'm feared for." "And is " I hardly knew how to ask what I wanted to know. Flora helped me. I think she saw I needed it.
They did not sit in front of a painting or etching and say, as architects had too often to say in front of their designs: "That is wasted! That will never come into being." Architecture might be the art of arts, and indeed it was, but there were terrible drawbacks to it.... And next he was outside in the dark with Marguerite Haim, and new, intensified sensations thrilled him.
It was as though he had been caught in a dubious situation. Though he was utterly innocent, he felt as though he had something to be ashamed of. The idea was: she resembled old Haim, facially! Ridiculous idea! But she did resemble old Haim, particularly in the lobal termination of the nose. And in the lips too. And there was a vague, general resemblance. Absurd!
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