United States or Seychelles ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !


At this she stopped him off; she not only had no wish to know, but she wouldn't know for the world. She had done with the products of Woollett for all the good she had got from them. She desired no further news of them, and she mentioned that Madame de Vionnet herself had, to her knowledge, lived exempt from the information he was ready to supply.

He might have written before more freely, but he had never written more copiously; and he frankly gave for a reason at Woollett that he wished to fill the void created there by Sarah's departure. The increase of his darkness, however, and the quickening, as I have called it, of his tune, resided in the fact that he was hearing almost nothing.

He couldn't quite yet force it upon Woollett that such a career, such a perverted young life, showed after all a certain plausible side, DID in the case before them flaunt something like an impunity for the social man; but he could at least treat himself to the statement that would prepare him for the sharpest echo.

Chad had at any rate pulled his visitor up; he had even pulled up his admirable mother; he had absolutely, by a turn of the wrist and a jerk of the far-flung noose, pulled up, in a bunch, Woollett browsing in its pride.

He went on disliking, in the light of Jim's commonness, to talk to him about that lady; yet just before the cab pulled up he knew the extent of his desire for the real word from Woollett. "Has Mrs. Newsome at all given way ?" "'Given way'?" Jim echoed it with the practical derision of his sense of a long past.

Was it because they were very beautiful, very clever, or even very good was it for one of these reasons that Chad was, so to speak, nursing his effect? Did he wish to spring them, in the Woollett phrase, with a fuller force to confound his critic, slight though as yet the criticism, with some form of merit exquisitely incalculable?

He seemed to say that there was a whole side of life on which the perfectly usual WAS for leading Woollett business-men to be out of the question. He made no more of it than that, and Strether, so far as Jim was concerned, desired to make no more.

It had represented the possibility between them of some communication baffled by accident and delay the possibility even of some relation as yet unacknowledged. There was always their old relation, the fruit of the Woollett years; but that and it was what was strangest had nothing whatever in common with what was now in the air.

The brave intention of frequency, so great with him from the moment of his finding himself unjustly suspected at Woollett, had remained rather theoretic, and one of the things he could muse about under his poplars was the source of the special shyness that had still made him careful.

Again and again as the days passed he had had a sense of the pertinence of communicating quickly with Woollett communicating with a quickness with which telegraphy alone would rhyme; the fruit really of a fine fancy in him for keeping things straight, for the happy forestalment of error.