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Look at poor Tess, and Trilby, and Hetty in 'Adam Bede! I never let any one know it; even your aunt never would have overlooked THAT, whatever she might say now. No; even Jim protected me and yet," Julia put her head back, shut her eyes, "and yet I've paid a thousand times!" said she. There was a long silence, and then Richard said: "I've thought sometimes this might be it, Ju.
W.D. Howells, in an article written just after the novelist's death, said: "It was my good fortune to have the courage to write to du Maurier when Trilby was only half printed, and to tell him how much I liked the gay sad story.
So Triffitt quickly pulled the flap of the Trilby hat about his nose, and sank his chin lower into the turned-up collar of his overcoat, and hurried past the tall figure. And Barthorpe on his part never looked at the reporter or if he did, took no more heed of him than of the balustrade at his side. "That's one thing established, anyway!" mused Triffitt as he went his way.
In this field, those are the best books which have longest kept their hold upon the public mind. Ouida and Trilby may endure for a day, but Thackeray and Walter Scott are perennial. It is better to read a fine old book through three times, than to read three new books through once.
Michel Menko was alone in the little house he had hired in Paris, in the Rue d'Aumale. He had ordered his coachman to have his coupe in readiness for the evening. "Take Trilby," he said. "He is a better horse than Jack, and we have a long distance to go; and take some coverings for yourself, Pierre. Until this evening, I am at home to no one."
This was the conventional side of du Maurier in evidence, as it is also in that other flaw in the simple story of Trilby the adulation of worldly success.
Du Maurier died on the 8th October 1896. His grave at Hampstead is singularly happily placed and constructed. It consists of two carved wood crosses, respectively at head and foot, connected by a panel containing, in addition to the name and dates, only the concluding lines of Trilby: "A little trust that when we die We reap our sowing! And so good-bye!"
"Insane asylum," said Elizabeth, shortly. "Precisely. So in Paris with the rest of us," said Cassandra. "How do you know all this?" asked Trilby, still unconvinced. "I know it just as you knew how to become a prima donna," said Cassandra. "I am, however, my own Svengali, which is rather preferable to the patent detachable hypnotizer you had. I hypnotize myself, and direct my mind into the future.
"Had I not done so, a week hence we should, every one of us, have been lost in the surging wickedness of the city of Paris." "But, Cassandra," said Trilby, who was anxious to return once more to the beautiful city by the Seine, "he told us we were going to Paris." "Of course he did," said Madame Récamier, "and in so many words. Certainly he was not drawing upon his imagination there."
There was a huge selection to choose from and I collected a raglan-sleeved overcoat, a brown two-piece suit, a shirt, socks, a trilby hat and I believe some shoes, though I'm not certain about the shoes. Once I was outfitted I lost no time in collecting a travel warrant and caught the trains for Bristol, changing from the Southern Railway to the Great Western Railway at Ash.
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