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It does Mrs. Wimbush, however, for she has consented to his remaining in bed so that he may be all right to-morrow for the listening circle. Guy Walsingham's already on the scene, and the Doctor for Paraday also arrived early. I haven't yet seen the author of 'Obsessions, but of course I've had a moment by myself with the Doctor.
She has been told everything in the world and has never perceived anything, and the echoes of her education respond awfully to the rash footfall I mean the casual remark in the cold Valhalla of her memory. Mrs. Wimbush delights in her wit and says there's nothing so charming as to hear Mr. Paraday draw it out.
When he came out it was exactly as if he had been in custody, for beside him walked a stout man with a big black beard, who, save that he wore spectacles, might have been a policeman, and in whom at a second glance I recognised the highest contemporary enterprise. "This is Mr. Morrow," said Paraday, looking, I thought, rather white: "he wants to publish heaven knows what about me."
I saw poor Paraday wedge himself, by command, into the little supplementary seat of a brougham in which the Princess and our hostess were already ensconced. If the front glass isn't open on his dear old back perhaps he'll survive. Bigwood, I believe, is very grand and frigid, all marble and precedence, and I wish him well out of the adventure.
Paraday, the celebrated author, is again in the enjoyment of excellent health. Somehow I shouldn't like to see it." "You won't see it; I'm not in the least celebrated my obscurity protects me. But couldn't you bear even to see I was dying or dead?" my host enquired. "Dead passe encore; there's nothing so safe. One never knows what a living artist may do one has mourned so many.
The confidence of young Americans was notorious, and I speedily arrived at a conviction that no impulse could have been more generous than the impulse that had operated here. I foresaw at that moment that it would make her my peculiar charge, just as circumstances had made Neil Paraday. She would be another person to look after, so that one's honour would be concerned in guiding her straight.
Paraday about it, but in the morning, after my remove from the inn, while he was occupied in his study, as he had notified me he should need to be, I committed to paper the main heads of my impression. Then thinking to commend myself to Mr. Pinhorn by my celerity, I walked out and posted my little packet before luncheon.
"'You bewilder me a little, I replied; 'in the age we live in one gets lost among the genders and the pronouns. The clear thing is that Mrs. Wimbush doesn't guard such a treasure so jealously as she might. "'Poor dear, she has the Princess to guard! Mr. Paraday lent her the manuscript to look over. "'She spoke, you mean, as if it were the morning paper?
Deedy would as soon have sent me to call on Neil Paraday as he would have published a "holiday-number"; but such scruples presented themselves as mere ignoble thrift to his successor, whose own sincerity took the form of ringing door-bells and whose definition of genius was the art of finding people at home. It was as if Mr.
Paraday lived it had formed part of my explanation, though I knew of it only by hearsay was, I could divine, very much what had made Mr. Pinhorn nibble. It struck him as inconsistent with the success of his paper that any one should be so sequestered as that. And then wasn't an immediate exposure of everything just what the public wanted? Mr.
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