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After which, as his companion laughed: "How then can it be so good?" "You'll see for yourself. One does see." "Chad's in love with the daughter?" "That's what I mean." Strether wondered. "Then where's the difficulty?" "Why, aren't you and I with our grander bolder ideas?" "Oh mine !" Strether said rather strangely. But then as if to attenuate: "You mean they won't hear of Woollett?"
It was despite his being normal; it was despite his being cheerful; it was despite his being a leading Woollett business-man; and the determination of his fate left him thus perfectly usual as everything else about it was clearly, to his sense, not less so.
He saw himself, under her direction, recommitted to Woollett as juvenile offenders are committed to reformatories. It wasn't of course that Woollett was really a place of discipline; but he knew in advance that Sarah's salon at the hotel would be.
It was suddenly as if he should never see her again, and as if moreover he had brought it on himself by not having been quite kind to her. It was the advantage of his having let his fancy lose itself for a little in the gloom that, as by reaction, the prospect began really to brighten from the moment the deputation from Woollett alighted on the platform of the station.
"You're not enjoying it, I think, so much as you ought." "I see" he appeared thoughtfully to agree. "Great is my privilege." "Oh it's not your privilege! It has nothing to do with me. It has to do with yourself. Your failure's general." "Ah there you are!" he laughed. "It's the failure of Woollett. THAT'S general." "The failure to enjoy," Miss Gostrey explained, "is what I mean." "Precisely.
He had leaned a little forward to speak; his elbows were on the table; and the inscrutable new face that he had got somewhere and somehow was brought by the movement nearer to his critics There was a fascination for that critic in its not being, this ripe physiognomy, the face that, under observation at least, he had originally carried away from Woollett.
Her type sufficiently told of it they wouldn't, they couldn't, want her to go to Woollett. Poor Woollett, and what it might miss! though brave Chad indeed too, and what it might gain! Brave Chad however had just excellently spoken. "This is a good little friend of mine who knows all about you and has moreover a message for you.
As it came up between them that they might now take their friend for a feature of the control of these latter now sought to be exerted from Woollett, Strether felt indeed how it would be stamped all over him, half an hour later for Sarah Pocock's eyes, that he was as much on Chad's "side" as Waymarsh had probably described him.
Having seen him then she had found him easy; she wished to have it out with him that some way for the young people must be discovered, some way that would not impose as a condition the transplantation of her daughter. He already saw himself discussing with this lady the attractions of Woollett as a residence for Chad's companion.
"Like all of you together like all of us: Woollett, Milrose and their products. We're abysmal but may we never be less so! Mr. Newsome," she continued, "meanwhile takes Miss Pocock ?" "Precisely to the Francais: to see what you took Waymarsh and me to, a family-bill." "Ah then may Mr. Chad enjoy it as I did!" But she saw so much in things.
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