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Updated: June 10, 2025
I have now to recount what happened to my love, and the change that took place in me. What reason can I give for it? None, except as I repeat the story and as I say: "It is the truth." For two days, neither more nor less, I was Madame Pierson's lover. One fine night I set out and traversed the road that led to her house.
If the boy might pass like this, it would be God's mercy. Then he saw the boy's eyes open, wonderfully clear eyes of the lighted grey which has dark rims; his lips moved, and Pierson bent down to hear. "I'm goin' West, zurr." The whisper had a little soft burr; the lips quivered; a pucker as of a child formed on his face, and passed. Through Pierson's mind there flashed the thought: 'O God!
Anne Pierson's assertion that Eleanor would be better off away from Edna had proved true, and unconsciously the spoiled, temperamental girl was receiving great benefit from her High School associations. She stood next to Anne Pierson in her classes, and her aptitude for study and brilliant recitations evoked the admiration of the entire class.
Three times a day I called at Madame Pierson's and each time was refused admittance. I received one letter from her; she said that my assiduity was causing talk in the village, and begged me to call less frequently. Not a word about Mercanson or her illness.
"I was; and I shall be again." A little smile curled Pierson's lips. "Shall be?" he said. "I hope so. It's just two ways of looking at things, Leila." "Oh, Edward! Don't be so gentle! I suppose you don't think a person like me can ever really love?"
And at the end of the letter I wrote down that I sent my love, so that Pierson would see the letter was like from me. Miss Goldy-hair asked very kindly for Pierson's poor mother in the letter. It was really a very nice one.
If she can, she'll be happier with me. If she can't, there's an end of it." Pierson came slowly up to him. "In my view," he said, "you are as bound to Leila as if you were married to her." "You can't, expect me to take the priest's view, sir." Pierson's lips trembled. "You call it a priest's view; I think it is only the view of a man of honour." Fort reddened.
"A count of the ayes and noes is called for," he said. "The secretary will call the roll." Pierson's motion was lost one hundred and thirty-two to one hundred and seventy-nine. For the first time in his life he was beaten; and it was an overwhelming, a public defeat that made his leadership ridiculous.
Gower is own brother to your papa, and no one else belonging to him. But I'm sure if it wasn't for what Harding would say," Harding was Pierson's going-to-be husband, "and that I really durstn't put him off again, I'd I'd I really don't know what I'd do." "What would you do? Do tell me, Pierson," I entreated. "I don't know, Miss Audrey.
We've been reading James's 'Pragmatism. George says the only chapter that's important is missing the one on ethics, to show that what we do is not wrong till it's proved wrong by the result. I suppose he was afraid to deliver that lecture." Pierson's face wore the smile which always came on it when he had to deal with George, the smile which said: "Ah, George, that's very clever; but I know."
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