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Widdowson proposed to meet her at Herne Hill railway station, where his vehicle would be waiting. 'In passing, I shall be able to point out to you the house which has been my home for about a year. As circumstances were, it would be hardly possible to accept this invitation without exciting curiosity in her sisters.
Monica had already learnt that the jealousy which Widdowson so often betrayed before their manage still lurked in his mind. Perceiving why he put these questions, she could not look entirely unconcerned, and the sense of his eye being upon her caused her some annoyance. 'You talked to him, didn't you? she said, changing her position in the deep chair.
But she wishes to be kind to us, I'm sure and I like to see something of a life so different from our own. Widdowson drummed on the floor with his foot. In a few moments, ignoring Monica's remarks, he stroked his beard, and asked, with a show of casual interest 'How was it you knew that Mr. Barfoot? 'I had met him before when I went there on the Saturday.
Without a word spoken, they walked the short distance to York Road. Monica took her ticket, and offered a hand for good-bye. 'I may write to you, said Widdowson, his face set in an expression of anxiety, 'and make an appointment, if possible, for the Sunday after next? 'I shall be glad to come if I can. 'It will be a very long time to me.
Widdowson possessed several hundred volumes of English literature, most of them the works which are supposed to be indispensible to a well-informed man, though very few men even make a pretence of reading them. Self-educated, Widdowson deemed it his duty to make acquaintance with the great, the solid authors. Nor was his study of them affectation.
She looked round and saw Bevis's countenance gleaming with satisfaction. 'My sisters will be here in a few minutes, he said. 'A few minutes at most. Will you take this chair, Mrs. Widdowson? How delighted I am that you were able to come!
It happened most luckily, though greatly to Widdowson's annoyance, that the sister-in-law, Mrs. Luke Widdowson, arrived nearly half an hour later than the time she had appointed.
Monica, seeing that people were approaching, walked on, and neither spoke until they had nearly reached the end of the road. 'I think we had better go home, Widdowson at length remarked. 'If you wish it; but I really don't see why I shouldn't call on Milly, now that we are here. 'Why didn't you speak of it before we left home? You ought to be more methodical, Monica.
In those days, if she had bidden him spend a hundred pounds on reconstruction, the lover would have obeyed, delighted to hear her express a wish. Though competence had come to him only after a lifetime of narrow means, Widdowson felt no temptation to parsimony. Secure in his all-sufficing income, he grudged no expenditure that could bring himself or his wife satisfaction.
'Oh, the kind of talk that is possible with a perfect stranger. I suppose he is in some profession? 'I really don't know. Why, Edmund? Does he interest you? 'Only that one likes to know something about the people that are introduced to one's wife, Widdowson answered rather acridly. Their bedtime was half-past ten.
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