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Jekyll and Mr. Hyde"; or Edward Bellamy's "Dr. Heidenhoff's Process" a process for ensuring forgetfulness of unpleasant things a modern water of Lethe. Even some of James's early stories like "The Madonna of the Future" and "The Last of the Valerii," as well as Mr. Howells's "Undiscovered Country," have touches of Hawthorne.
Howells's 'Undiscovered Country, and had adopted the Shakers' paraphrase for love: 'Feeling foolish. 'Feeling pretty foolish to-day, air ye, gentlemen? she inquired, mimicking the dialect of Chalks. 'Well, I guess you just ain't feeling any more foolish than you look. If she would but have taken us seriously! And the worst of it was that we knew she was anything but temperamentally cold.
His is a humor which flows softly all around about and over and through the mesh of the page, pervasive, refreshing, health-giving, and makes no more show and no more noise than does the circulation of the blood. There is another thing which is contentingly noticeable in Mr. Howells's books.
Howells's novels, who abjured society and the formal conventions, who went to church every Sunday, and who was afraid of her own elevator. But at moments such as this she knew that there was another Laura Jadwin the Laura Jadwin who might have been a great actress, who had a "temperament," who was impulsive.
Near by was a rumpled handkerchief that Bobby recognized as his own, and the envelope, containing Howells's report which they had told Jenkins to hide. "Well?" Robinson grinned. "I swear I didn't know they were there," Bobby answered. "You'll never make me believe that Katherine knows it."
"There's no explanation of this that we can understand." Howells's straight smile mocked them. As if in answer to Graham a voice sighed through the room. Its quality was one with the shadows, unsubstantial and shapeless. Bobby grasped one of the bed posts and braced himself, listening.
"I hoped you'd take it this way, for, if you will let me help, I have a plan." He turned restlessly to the door of the private staircase. In his memory Howells's bold figure was outlined there, but now the face with its slow smile seemed sympathetic rather than challenging. "What's your plan?" Robinson asked.
Howells had been confident that he could handle a man and so solve the riddle of how the room had been entered. Certainly Howells's challenge had been accepted, and Bobby knew that he had fallen into that deep sleep hating the detective, telling himself that the man's death might save him from arrest, from conviction, from an intolerable walk to a little room with a single chair.
His failure to find any clue in the private staircase after Paredes's arrest had clearly stimulated his interest in Bobby. The sharp little eyes, surrounded by puffy flesh, held a threat for him. Bobby was glad when the meal ended. Howells's body was taken away that night. It was a relief for all of them to know that the old room was empty again.
The cast and the handkerchief are still in Howells's pocket." "Why should I have killed him if not to destroy those?" Bobby took her up with a quick hope. "You didn't," she cried. "Nothing would ever make me believe that you killed him, but you will be charged with it unless the evidence disappears. You'll have no defence." Bobby drew back a little.
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