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My sister, who had been to the Dogs' Home, met them in Camden Town, towards King's Cross, Widgery trotting along complacently, and Davidson, evidently most distressed, trying in his feeble, blind way to attract Widgery's attention. He positively wept when my sister spoke to him. "Oh, get me out of this horrible darkness!" he said, feeling for her hand. "I must get out of it, or I shall die."
Sir Mallaby went out, and Sam, placing both elbows on the desk and twining his fingers in his hair, returned with a frown of concentration to his grappling with Widgery. For perhaps ten minutes the struggle was an even one, then gradually Widgery got the upper hand.
She moved towards the door. "While you have tea, mother," she said, "I must tell Mr. Hoopdriver of our arrangements." "Don't you think I " began the clergyman. "No," said Jessie, very rudely; "I don't." "But, Jessie, haven't you already " "You are already breaking the capitulation," said Jessie. "Will you want the whole half hour?" said Widgery, at the bell.
Where every one is so particular. Fancy, SLEEPING away from home. It's dreadful If it gets about it spells ruin for her." "Ruin," said Widgery. "No man would marry a girl like that," said Phipps. "It must be hushed up," said Dangle. "It always seems to me that life is made up of individuals, of individual cases. We must weigh each person against his or her circumstances.
Only now it is madness to fly in the face of the established order. Bernard Shaw, you know, has explained that with regard to Socialism. We all know that to earn all you consume is right, and that living on invested capital is wrong. Only we cannot begin while we are so few. It is Those Others." "Precisely," said Widgery. "It is Those Others. They must begin first."
Sir Mallaby went out, and Sam, placing both elbows on the desk and twining his fingers in his hair, returned with a frown of consternation to his grappling with Widgery. For perhaps ten minutes the struggle was an even one, then gradually Widgery got the upper hand.
How beautiful she looked, with that red hair peeping out beneath her hat and ... However! "Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked in the sort of voice Widgery might have used. Sam always pictured Widgery as a small man with bushy eyebrows, a thin face, and a voice like a rusty file. "Well, I really wanted to see Sir Mallaby."
She did not know what she had done to merit such friends. Her voice broke a little, she moved towards the door, and young Phipps, who was a youth of action rather than of words, sprang and opened it proud to be first. "She is sorely troubled," said Dangle to Widgery. "We must do what we can for her." "She is a wonderful woman," said Dangle. "So subtle, so intricate, so many faceted.
In the end he, too, was accepted for the Midhurst Expedition, to the intense disgust of Widgery; and young Phipps, a callow youth of few words, faultless collars, and fervent devotion, was also enrolled before the evening was out. They would scour the country, all three of them. She appeared to brighten up a little, but it was evident she was profoundly touched.
"I don't want to raise any false hopes," said Widgery. "But I do NOT believe they even came to Chichester. Dangle's a very clever fellow, of course, but sometimes these Inferences of his " "Tchak!" said Phipps, suddenly. "What is it?" said Mrs. Milton. "Something I've forgotten. I went right out from here, went to every other hotel in the place, and never thought But never mind.
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