This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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541 | ''Some of us,''my dear-- more than one? 541 A convert to what?" |
541 | A dinner-- why? |
541 | A job in New York? 541 A letter?--Has Madame Olenska seen it?" |
541 | A party for the Blenkers-- the Blenkers? |
541 | A pity? 541 About Fanny? |
541 | Afraid? |
541 | Ah, ah-- so you kicked over the traces, did you? 541 Ah, you think--?" |
541 | Ah,she answered,"Granny has told you?" |
541 | Ah,she exclaimed, in a shrill voice that the young man had never heard,"who is ridiculous enough to send me a bouquet? |
541 | Ah-- DID he? |
541 | Ah-- it''s really and truly a romance? |
541 | Ah? |
541 | All I''d done? |
541 | All over-- what do you mean? |
541 | All round? |
541 | And Beaufort-- do you say these things to Beaufort? |
541 | And Beaufort? 541 And Madame Olenska? |
541 | And May adores you-- and yet you could n''t convince her? 541 And destroy their lives, when they''ve helped me to remake mine?" |
541 | And in that case there''s no reason on earth why you should n''t go back? |
541 | And mine a part of yours? |
541 | And on whose behalf,he said,"do you wish to do this?" |
541 | And that''s to be all-- for either of us? |
541 | And the person? |
541 | And what did he answer? |
541 | And what do you make out that you''ve made of me? |
541 | And you expect me to say yes to that? |
541 | And you refused-- because of the conditions? |
541 | And you say that-- when it''s you who''ve made it impossible? |
541 | And you still think this-- worse? |
541 | And you take their view? |
541 | And you''re not surprised? |
541 | Angry? 541 Are n''t you tired? |
541 | Are we only Pharisees after all? |
541 | Are you so much afraid, then, of being vulgar? |
541 | As far as that? 541 At the last minute?" |
541 | Augusta,he said, turning pale and laying down his fork,"have you any other reason for thinking that Bencomb is less to be relied on than he was? |
541 | Better--? |
541 | But I hope you HAD finished your reading, Henry? |
541 | But after all-- even here we''re alone together, are n''t we? |
541 | But are n''t you as free as air as it is? |
541 | But do n''t Englishwomen dress just like everybody else in the evening? |
541 | But had n''t you better go to bed at once? |
541 | But if she thinks that-- why is n''t she in a hurry too? |
541 | But my freedom-- is that nothing? |
541 | But none ever CAN happen now, can it, Newland, as long as we two are together? |
541 | But that was a fortnight ago, was n''t it? 541 But then-- why not be happier?" |
541 | But this Mrs. Struthers,Mrs. Archer continued;"what did you say SHE was, Sillerton?" |
541 | But what on earth are you doing in this wilderness? |
541 | But what on earth shall I say? |
541 | But why should they be only descriptions? 541 But why, sir? |
541 | But you care for such things? |
541 | But you do believe she has a letter from your husband? |
541 | But, I say, Dad: do you mean you wo n''t come up at all? |
541 | Changed? |
541 | Come, own up: you and she were great pals, were n''t you? 541 Common-- common WHERE?" |
541 | Cruel? |
541 | Did n''t you know that Professor and Mrs. Sillerton are giving a garden- party for mother and all of us this afternoon? 541 Did you MIND my telling her first, Newland?" |
541 | Did you find the journey tiring? |
541 | Did you hurt yourself? |
541 | Did you tell my cousin Ellen? |
541 | Differently? 541 Do n''t you want them to be real sooner? |
541 | Do you call it late? |
541 | Do you know-- I hardly remembered you? |
541 | Do you mean because we''re in my wife''s brougham? 541 Do you refer to her husband''s proposal to give her back her own money?" |
541 | Do you suppose Christopher Columbus would have taken all that trouble just to go to the Opera with the Selfridge Merrys? |
541 | Do you think,she asked, glancing toward the stage,"he will send her a bunch of yellow roses tomorrow morning?" |
541 | Does anything ever happen in heaven? |
541 | Does it strike you as dangerous? |
541 | Does it-- do I too: to you? |
541 | Does no one cry here, either? 541 Does she want to marry again?" |
541 | Easter in Seville? 541 Easter? |
541 | Ellen-- what is it? 541 Ever so far? |
541 | For US? 541 For mercy''s sake what''s the matter?" |
541 | For that''s the thing we''ve always got to think of-- haven''t we-- by your own showing? |
541 | From me? |
541 | Go home? 541 Good music? |
541 | Got the ring all right? |
541 | Gracious-- where did you drop from? 541 H''m-- have you considered the consequences if she decides for divorce?" |
541 | Hardly remembered me? |
541 | Has he got any? |
541 | Has the Duke been carrying her off to parties? |
541 | Have you forgotten,he asked with a smile,"that in our country we do n''t allow our marriages to be arranged for us?" |
541 | Have you read this morning''s Times, Newland? |
541 | He sent some one? |
541 | He wants you back-- at any price? |
541 | He''s an awful brute, is n''t he? |
541 | He''s waiting for you now at Mrs. Struthers''s; why do n''t you go to him? |
541 | Here she comes,she said in a rapid whisper; and then, pointing to the bouquet on the sofa:"Am I to understand that you prefer THAT, Mr. Archer? |
541 | How do you know, Mr. Winsett? 541 How do you know-- what you''ve just told me?" |
541 | How do you like my funny house? |
541 | Hullo, father: this is something like, is n''t it? |
541 | I beg your pardon: but why is n''t the matter closed? |
541 | I do n''t suppose, dear, you''re really defending the French Sunday? |
541 | I mean: how shall I explain? 541 I say, father: what was she like?" |
541 | I say, old chap: do you mind just letting it be understood that I''m dining with you at the club tomorrow night? 541 I shall see you later, dear friend?" |
541 | I suppose because we talked things over yesterday--"What things? |
541 | I was just saying to him, my dear:''Now, why did n''t you marry my little Ellen?'' |
541 | I wonder which floor--? |
541 | I wonder, Monsieur, since I''ve had the good luck to run across you, if I might--"I was just going to suggest it: come to luncheon, wo n''t you? 541 I wonder,"Winsett broke off,"how a Countess happens to live in our slum?" |
541 | I''VE made it impossible--? |
541 | I''m dreadfully late-- you were n''t worried, were you? |
541 | I''ve got a beastly headache; do n''t tell any one, but come home, wo n''t you? |
541 | I-- I thought it your metropolis: is not the intellectual life more active there? |
541 | I? 541 I?" |
541 | IS it a bad business-- for May? |
541 | If people of my age WILL eat chicken- salad in the evening what are they to expect? |
541 | If you can persuade Mamma,she said;"but why should we change what is already settled?" |
541 | Impossible--? |
541 | In New York? 541 In THIS weather?" |
541 | In other words: you are Count Olenski''s messenger? |
541 | Is Mrs. Archer in? |
541 | Is New York such a labyrinth? 541 Is it late?" |
541 | Is it possible, dear, that what I hear is true? 541 Is it really worth while, dear? |
541 | Is it your idea, then, that I should live with you as your mistress-- since I ca n''t be your wife? |
541 | Is it-- is it because you''re not certain of continuing to care for me? |
541 | Is n''t that perhaps the reason? |
541 | Is your aunt''s romanticism always consistent with accuracy? |
541 | Is your carriage here? |
541 | It DID go off beautifully, did n''t it? |
541 | It was May who sent you to fetch me, then? 541 It was about this mission that you wanted to consult me?" |
541 | It was n''t then that she told you? |
541 | It was to meet him here that you came? |
541 | It''s not for an interview, I hope? |
541 | It''s time to dress; we''re dining out, are n''t we? |
541 | Living together? 541 Look here-- what day is Easter this year?" |
541 | Lovely? 541 M. Riviere went to see you?" |
541 | Madame Olenska-- didn''t you know she''d been called away? |
541 | May I ask what led to this change? |
541 | May I ask,he said at length,"if this is the line you took with the Countess Olenska?" |
541 | May I come and talk it over? |
541 | Meet him-- my husband? 541 Merciful heavens-- a bad sign?" |
541 | Mercy-- shall we elope? |
541 | Mind? 541 Mistakes are always easy to make; but if I had made one of the kind you suggest, is it likely that I should be imploring you to hasten our marriage?" |
541 | Monsieur-- will you tell me one thing? 541 My Fanny?" |
541 | My God,he thought,"HAVE I got the ring?" |
541 | My dear child-- was THAT it? 541 My dear fellow, do n''t you always know what to say?" |
541 | My dear, am I perfectly hideous? |
541 | My own showing? |
541 | Nastasia; but is n''t she with you? |
541 | Never? |
541 | New York-- New York-- but must it be especially New York? |
541 | Newland-- don''t you care about Family? |
541 | No-- it''s not that: do you mind if I open the window? |
541 | No; I had a note from her this afternoon.--Do you want to see it? |
541 | No; not dangerous--"But unconventional? 541 Nor about what cousin Louisa van der Luyden will think?" |
541 | Not going? 541 Not the fact of having offended cousin Louisa and cousin Henry?" |
541 | Not yet? 541 Nothing directly-- but does she suspect? |
541 | Now--? |
541 | Of course you know,Archer continued,"that if your husband chooses to fight the case-- as he threatens to--""Yes--?" |
541 | Of course-- why not? |
541 | Of you? |
541 | Oh, IS there no reason? |
541 | Oh, did n''t I tell you? |
541 | Oh, my dear-- where is that country? 541 Oh, there''s no other woman; I mean, the person that May was thinking of is-- was never--""Then, why, after all, are you in such haste?" |
541 | Oh, well-- that''s discounted, is n''t it? 541 Oh, why should we talk about Ellen tonight?" |
541 | Oh-- all my aunts? 541 Ol- ol-- howjer spell it, anyhow?" |
541 | Old- fashioned eyes? 541 On business?" |
541 | On purpose? |
541 | Our boat? |
541 | Painters? 541 Perhaps, if this young gentleman is interested in my experiences, Mrs. Blenker might allow you to bring him with you?" |
541 | Poor? 541 Possible for either of us?" |
541 | Postponed? 541 Quarrel? |
541 | Ridiculous? 541 Safer from loving me?" |
541 | Shall I fetch her? |
541 | Shall I take it in? |
541 | Shall I-- once come to you; and then go home? |
541 | Shall we go to see Granny? |
541 | Shall we go up and join my mother? |
541 | She knows nothing yet-- of all this? |
541 | Sincerely, then-- what should you gain that would compensate for the possibility-- the certainty-- of a lot of beastly talk? |
541 | So that was it? |
541 | So you DID get here, after all? |
541 | Some one else-- between you and me? |
541 | Some one-- has come here to meet you? |
541 | Stop her? 541 That''s your opinion, eh? |
541 | The change in her? 541 The change-- what sort of a change?" |
541 | The first week, did you say? |
541 | The first week? |
541 | The little Frenchman? 541 The proposals you brought?" |
541 | The reason--? |
541 | Then it''s NOT postponed? |
541 | Then there is a truth I do n''t know? |
541 | Then what, exactly, is your plan for us? |
541 | Then you''ll help me? |
541 | Then--"Will you oblige me, Mr. Archer, by first looking through these papers? 541 They''ll go at once?" |
541 | This is the hour I like best-- don''t you? |
541 | To being in love? 541 To get away from me as far as you could?" |
541 | To have you here, you mean-- in reach and yet out of reach? 541 Tomorrow evening?" |
541 | Tomorrow? |
541 | Very bad, eh? |
541 | Voyez- vous, Monsieur, to be able to look life in the face: that''s worth living in a garret for, is n''t it? 541 We DID use to play together, did n''t we?" |
541 | We ca n''t behave like people in novels, though, can we? |
541 | Wear, dearest? 541 Well, then, I may count on you; the Mingotts may count on you; to use your influence against the idea?" |
541 | Well, then-- it''s my turn to ask: what is it, in God''s name, that you think better? |
541 | Well, then--? |
541 | Well, then: is it worth while to risk what may be infinitely disagreeable and painful? 541 Well, then: there were things in that letter you asked me to read--""My husband''s letter?" |
541 | Well, then: this is better, is n''t it? |
541 | Well, well, what have I said to make you shake out the red flag? 541 Well, what of it? |
541 | Well, you''re Letterblair''s partner, ai n''t you? 541 Well-- can there be anything more abominable?" |
541 | Well-- that''s what we''re going to be, is n''t it? |
541 | Well-- then-- what more is there? 541 Well-- to put it on the lowest ground-- what''s she going to live on now?" |
541 | Well-- what harm was there in inviting her? 541 Well--?" |
541 | Well--? |
541 | Well--? |
541 | Well; it IS all, is n''t it? |
541 | What I wanted to tell you? |
541 | What am I? 541 What are you two plotting together, aunt Medora?" |
541 | What became of you, dear? |
541 | What ca n''t? |
541 | What circumstances? |
541 | What did I come for, if I do n''t speak yours? |
541 | What do you think better? |
541 | What else is there? 541 What harm could such accusations, even if he made them publicly, do me here?" |
541 | What if it had happened to Mrs. van der Luyden? |
541 | What is it you wanted to tell me? |
541 | What is it? 541 What is it?" |
541 | What is your object in speaking to me of this? |
541 | What kind of artists? 541 What news?" |
541 | What on earth will they expect me to talk about? |
541 | What others? 541 What right have you, in the circumstances, to BE on any other ground?" |
541 | What the devil do you mean, sir? |
541 | What were the conditions? |
541 | What would uncle Egmont have said of Lawrence Lefferts''s pronouncing on anybody''s social position? 541 What''s the matter?" |
541 | What''s the use of making mysteries? 541 What''s the use-- when you will go back?" |
541 | When I thought--"You thought? |
541 | When can I see you? |
541 | When? |
541 | Where did you come from? |
541 | Who can touch you? 541 Who''s''they''? |
541 | Why Elaine? |
541 | Why are we stopping? 541 Why did n''t you come down to the beach to fetch me, the day I was at Granny''s?" |
541 | Why did she write this? |
541 | Why does he never write? |
541 | Why not now? |
541 | Why not wear your wedding- dress? 541 Why not-- why not-- why not?" |
541 | Why not? |
541 | Why not? |
541 | Why should I be? 541 Why should he? |
541 | Why should n''t she be conspicuous if she chooses? 541 Why should n''t we be married in Lent?" |
541 | Why should we dream away another year? 541 Why this sacrifice? |
541 | Why-- aren''t you well? |
541 | Why-- do you mean that you''ve been overtaken? |
541 | Why-- have you waited long? 541 Why-- you know it will, do n''t you?" |
541 | Why? 541 Why?" |
541 | With a letter? |
541 | With this offer? |
541 | Would n''t she indeed? 541 Yes, dear?" |
541 | Yes, is n''t it? 541 Yes, you''ve thought--?" |
541 | Yes: I knew..."Well, then? |
541 | Yes: did n''t you know? |
541 | Yes; but how will the other women be dressed? |
541 | You WERE afraid? 541 You agree with me?" |
541 | You are horrified? 541 You did n''t guess--?" |
541 | You knew she meant to-- and you did n''t try to stop her? 541 You knew, then?" |
541 | You knew--? |
541 | You know about my husband-- my life with him? |
541 | You know my niece Countess Olenska? |
541 | You know painters, then? 541 You know she''s deserted me?" |
541 | You know that your aunt believes you will go back? |
541 | You like so much to be alone? |
541 | You mean the threat in her husband''s letter? 541 You mean you can manage it for me? |
541 | You mean, I suppose, that society here is not as brilliant? 541 You mean-- I''m so evidently helpless and defenceless? |
541 | You mean: does she speak the truth? |
541 | You really think this is due to some-- some intentional interference of Lawrence Lefferts''s? |
541 | You think it laughable? |
541 | You told her I was here? |
541 | You too-- oh, all this time, you too? |
541 | You understand, do n''t you,she went on,"why the family have sometimes been annoyed? |
541 | You want to try not to? |
541 | You''re alone-- at the Parker House? |
541 | Your vision of you and me together? |
541 | ''I do n''t know her; who is she?'' |
541 | ''What for?'' |
541 | --"The emissary? |
541 | About what?" |
541 | After a moment he ventured:"You do n''t happen to know why Madame Olenska went to Boston? |
541 | Ah, good conversation-- there''s nothing like it, is there? |
541 | Ah-- you did n''t know Ellen had come to spend the day with me? |
541 | Ai n''t there going to be any daughters-- only boys, eh? |
541 | And I suppose Augusta and Welland pulled long faces, and behaved as if the end of the world had come? |
541 | And above all, why did he couple it with Lefferts''s? |
541 | And he could imagine Sillerton Jackson adding with authority:"My dear fellow, have n''t you heard? |
541 | And if not, what else did she imagine? |
541 | And my dear old Granny?" |
541 | And of what account was anybody''s past, in the huge kaleidoscope where all the social atoms spun around on the same plane? |
541 | And the Duke tells me you like music-- didn''t you, Duke? |
541 | And the remorse of an adoring husband?" |
541 | And what does it matter, now you''re here to protect me?" |
541 | And what shall I wear?" |
541 | And what was that?" |
541 | And what will be done about Mrs. Beaufort? |
541 | And why tonight of all nights? |
541 | And you found it all out for yourselves-- it was not in the least arranged for you?" |
541 | Anyhow, I want to make a break--""A break? |
541 | Archer hung there and wondered.... What was left of the little world he had grown up in, and whose standards had bent and bound him? |
541 | Archer opened his eyes( but could they really have been shut, as he imagined? |
541 | Archer?" |
541 | Archer?" |
541 | Are n''t you in diplomacy? |
541 | Are there painters in New York?" |
541 | Are these things nothing? |
541 | Are you ill?" |
541 | Are you very much in love with her?" |
541 | At length she looked up at him and asked:"This other woman-- does she love you?" |
541 | At what time was he coming?" |
541 | Because you do n''t care for any one else?" |
541 | But I thought she was going back to Portsmouth?" |
541 | But are n''t you, after all, the person to do it?" |
541 | But how many generations of the women who had gone to her making had descended bandaged to the family vault? |
541 | But how much truth was behind it? |
541 | But it will be a hundred thousand times better-- won''t it, Newland? |
541 | But little May-- she knew better, I''ll be bound?" |
541 | But mother said--""Your mother?" |
541 | But on the material side, Mr. Archer, if one may stoop to consider such things; do you know what she is giving up? |
541 | But once he was married, what would become of this narrow margin of life in which his real experiences were lived? |
541 | But shall we go down and watch this absorbing match? |
541 | But that kind of thing is rather-- vulgar, is n''t it?" |
541 | But was it really no more? |
541 | But what does it matter, now it''s all over?" |
541 | But who ever thought of sparing their grandmother worry?" |
541 | But why do you ask? |
541 | But, after all, if this were the case, was it not worse than if she had left New York for the express purpose of meeting him? |
541 | But, dearest, why do you keep on laughing? |
541 | Ca n''t I persuade you to break away now?" |
541 | Ca n''t you and I strike out for ourselves, May?" |
541 | Carver, would there be time, before you start for the Blenkers''to explain to Mr. Archer your illuminating discovery of the Direct Contact? |
541 | Carver, you DO think him witty?" |
541 | Carver? |
541 | Could it be possible that the sense of unreality in which he felt himself imprisoned had communicated itself to his wife? |
541 | Did she really imagine that he and she could live like this? |
541 | Did the trotters do their business? |
541 | Did you ever know anything so disappointing? |
541 | Did you never hear her?" |
541 | Did you ring?" |
541 | Did you see the exquisite old lace she sent me?" |
541 | Do n''t people send them in Europe? |
541 | Do n''t you understand how I want you for my wife?" |
541 | Do you all think so much of that? |
541 | Do you remember, two years ago, their giving a party for a black man on the day of Julia Mingott''s the dansant? |
541 | Do you suppose, for instance, there would be any opening for me in America-- in New York?" |
541 | Do you want to marry into a family with a scandalous divorce- suit hanging over it?" |
541 | Do you?" |
541 | Does n''t she remind you of Mrs. Scott- Siddons when she reads''Lady Geraldine''s Courtship''? |
541 | Does no one want to know the truth here, Mr. Archer? |
541 | Finally she said:"I will tell you-- but where, where, where? |
541 | For a moment it was on the tip of his tongue to ask:"Did he send his secretary, then?" |
541 | For a moment she made no reply; then she asked, hardly above a whisper:"What do you mean by trusting to it to come true?" |
541 | Forty minutes, eh? |
541 | HERE? |
541 | Has she come?" |
541 | Have you ever been there?" |
541 | Have you heard the rumours about Beaufort''s speculations, Sillerton?" |
541 | Have you noticed that he has been less conscientious than usual in following up my case or your mother''s?" |
541 | He flushed with anger at his own stupidity: why had he not sent the note as soon as he arrived? |
541 | He knew that May most particularly wanted him to be kind to her cousin; was it not that wish which had hastened the announcement of their engagement? |
541 | He laughed, and she continued:"Was it because you told her so that she had to put you out on the way? |
541 | He lowered his voice to ask:"What sort of a need?" |
541 | He winced a little at her terrifying perspicacity, and longed to ask:"And May-- do they quote her?" |
541 | Her first exclamation was:"Newland-- has anything happened?" |
541 | Her hand is large-- it''s these modern sports that spread the joints-- but the skin is white.--And when''s the wedding to be?" |
541 | Her only chance would be to leave her husband-- yet how can any one tell her so? |
541 | How can you ask such funny questions? |
541 | How could he say:"Yes, if what your husband hints is true, or if you''ve no way of disproving it?" |
541 | How should any one coming from a wider world not feel the difference and be attracted by it? |
541 | How was he to tell her that, if she really cherished such a plan, the laws of the State were inexorably opposed to it? |
541 | I can talk to you instead of Mr. Letterblair? |
541 | I do LOVE the way she does her hair, do n''t you?" |
541 | I do n''t suppose you mind a little snow?" |
541 | I hear your ball was magnificent; and I understand you invited Mrs. Lemuel Struthers? |
541 | I hope it was not on account of bad news?" |
541 | I hope there''s no bad news in that telegram? |
541 | I hope you do n''t mean mine, my dear? |
541 | I know my Ellen-- haughty, intractable; shall I say, just a shade unforgiving?" |
541 | I say-- how do you feel about sailing on Wednesday? |
541 | I suppose you''ve come from there?" |
541 | I wonder if they''ll ever get it back?" |
541 | I wonder what her fate will be?" |
541 | If there ever was a case--""Well-- what''s the use? |
541 | If there''s no one and nothing between us, is n''t that an argument for marrying quickly, rather than for more delay?" |
541 | In God''s name, why?" |
541 | In this country are such things tolerated? |
541 | Instead of answering her he asked:"You knew the Duke before?" |
541 | Is he to replace me?" |
541 | Is it May''s?" |
541 | Is it my right to be here that you question? |
541 | Is n''t it, after all, what you always wanted?" |
541 | Is n''t that FRENCH?" |
541 | Is n''t there a Chinese torture like that? |
541 | Is the house so cold?" |
541 | Is there nowhere in an American house where one may be by one''s self? |
541 | It was Riviere who helped you to get away-- when you left your husband?" |
541 | It was when she sent for me alone-- you remember? |
541 | May I think it over, and write to you tomorrow morning?" |
541 | Medora''s hints--""Is it at your husband''s request that she has arrived here suddenly?" |
541 | Mr. Archer, will you put my aunt in the carriage?" |
541 | Newland, did you ever know of cousin Henry''s quarrelling? |
541 | Only, I wonder-- the thing one''s so certain of in advance: can it ever make one''s heart beat as wildly?" |
541 | Or do you perhaps believe the whole matter to be already closed?" |
541 | People do n''t have French tutors: what does he want to do?" |
541 | Recognising his wife''s hand, the young man opened the envelope and read:"Wo n''t you please come up town as early as you can? |
541 | Shall I say instead: on behalf of abstract justice?" |
541 | Shall I write the telegram for you, Auntie? |
541 | Shall we get out and walk, then? |
541 | Shall we go together this afternoon?" |
541 | She broke off, still twinkling at him, and asked, with the casual irrelevance of old age:"Now, why in the world did n''t you marry my little Ellen?" |
541 | She continued to consider him thoughtfully, as if not to miss any shade of meaning in what he said,"Do you think, then, there is a limit?" |
541 | She disengaged herself with a faint smile, and he said:"You did n''t expect me today?" |
541 | She had a grey silk sunshade over her head-- how could he ever have imagined her with a pink one? |
541 | She insists all the more on the long engagement, to give me time--""Time to give her up for the other woman?" |
541 | She laid her hand lightly on his arm, and he pleaded earnestly:"Ellen-- why wo n''t you tell me what''s happened?" |
541 | She looked down at the mother- of- pearl opera- glass in her smoothly gloved hands, and said, after a pause:"What do you do while May is away?" |
541 | She made no answer, and he went on:"What''s the use? |
541 | She paused, and added, lifting her head with one of her noble movements:"Or even if it''s true: why should n''t we speak of it? |
541 | She raised a troubled brow from her needlework to ask:"Has Janey told you?" |
541 | She shrugged her shoulders, with a little movement like Nastasia''s, and rejoined in a lighter tone:"Shall we walk on? |
541 | She was barely eighteen when Medora Manson took her back to Europe-- you remember the excitement when she appeared in black at her coming- out ball? |
541 | She was pretty, amusing and accomplished: what more did any one want? |
541 | She''s so romantic- looking, is n''t she? |
541 | Should he look his fill and then drive away? |
541 | Should he wait any longer? |
541 | Should n''t I know if she came up behind me, I wonder?" |
541 | Shut you up in that cage again? |
541 | Some time that you already foresee?" |
541 | Some time, then? |
541 | Something about yourself?" |
541 | Strangers do n''t discriminate: how should they? |
541 | Struthers''s?" |
541 | Symptoms of a lumbering coquetry became visible in her, and Archer found the strength to break in:"But Madame Olenska-- has she gone to Newport too?" |
541 | That ca n''t be wrong, can it?" |
541 | That''s what it always comes to, does n''t it? |
541 | The Marchioness replied by one of her queer foreign jerks, and a"Que voulez- vous?" |
541 | The Patroon''s house? |
541 | The boy is out, you say? |
541 | The question was: who was Beaufort? |
541 | The voice began again:"Think it over? |
541 | The young man''s heart grew chill, and he said hurriedly:"Ca n''t I persuade you to use your influence with the Wellands, Mrs. Mingott? |
541 | Then it''s a go, eh? |
541 | Then you knew her before?" |
541 | There was a general laugh, and the young champion said:"Well, then----?" |
541 | There''s nothing wrong?" |
541 | Therefore, as the family say, why not let well enough alone?" |
541 | They say, do n''t they,"he went on,"that the secretary helped her to get away from her brute of a husband, who kept her practically a prisoner? |
541 | Though, after all, he added, it did n''t matter; for when you''d seen Athens and Smyrna and Constantinople, what else was there? |
541 | Three days after you''ve entreated her on your knees to hasten your marriage?" |
541 | To give up the law?" |
541 | To meet you in this way, on the sly? |
541 | To warn her?" |
541 | Warn her?" |
541 | Was SHE at the ball too?" |
541 | Was n''t he dreadfully common?" |
541 | Was n''t she most awfully lovely?" |
541 | Was n''t she-- once-- your Fanny?" |
541 | Was that right?" |
541 | Was there any one, he wondered, to whom Madame Olenska had not proclaimed his intervention in her private affairs? |
541 | We wo n''t talk of your marriage; but do you see me marrying May after this?" |
541 | We''ve no character, no colour, no variety.--I wonder,"he broke out,"why you do n''t go back?" |
541 | Well, do you want to hear Sarasate play tomorrow evening at my house? |
541 | Well, what if he did? |
541 | Well, why not? |
541 | Well?" |
541 | What CAN be done about her? |
541 | What can you expect of a girl who was allowed to wear black satin at her coming- out ball?" |
541 | What do you mean by going home?" |
541 | What does it matter where one lives? |
541 | What does one have secretaries for?" |
541 | What had she been doing in all those four long months, he wondered? |
541 | What harm can it do to anybody? |
541 | What has she been telling you?" |
541 | What if it were from him that she had been running away, and if she had waited to tell him so till they were here alone together in this secret room? |
541 | What if the messenger had been misinformed, and she were still there? |
541 | What if"niceness"carried to that supreme degree were only a negation, the curtain dropped before an emptiness? |
541 | What if, for some one of the subtler reasons that would tell with both of them, they should tire of each other, misunderstand or irritate each other? |
541 | What if, when he had bidden May Welland to open hers, they could only look out blankly at blankness? |
541 | What sort of a job? |
541 | What sort of a life could we build on such foundations?" |
541 | What the devil did Ned Winsett want with Ellen Olenska''s name? |
541 | What was Madame Olenska running away from, and why did she feel the need to be safe? |
541 | What was it that had sent him there, he wondered? |
541 | What was the meaning of May''s blush when the Countess Olenska had been mentioned? |
541 | What weight would that carry? |
541 | What would she think if she found him sitting there with the air of intimacy implied by waiting alone in the dusk at a lady''s fireside? |
541 | What''s the use of our wasting another year?" |
541 | What-- can''t I say that either? |
541 | When am I to see her?" |
541 | Where, for instance?" |
541 | Wherein, then, lay the resemblance that made the young man''s heart beat with a kind of retrospective excitement? |
541 | Who can tell? |
541 | Who had the right to make her life over if she had n''t? |
541 | Whose hand did you think you were kissing, young man-- your wife''s, I hope?" |
541 | Why a bouquet? |
541 | Why are n''t we very well off as we are?" |
541 | Why are you crying? |
541 | Why do n''t you all get together and be''they''yourselves?" |
541 | Why do n''t you get into touch? |
541 | Why had she bidden him to come early if she was having people to dine? |
541 | Why not come with me?" |
541 | Why not make one''s own fashions? |
541 | Why not, I''d like to know? |
541 | Why not?" |
541 | Why poor?" |
541 | Why should I?" |
541 | Why should he not be, at that moment, on the sands of St. Augustine with May Welland? |
541 | Why should n''t we go out a little on the bay? |
541 | Why should n''t we make them real?" |
541 | Why should n''t we?" |
541 | Why should she slink about as if it were she who had disgraced herself? |
541 | Why, what''s happened?" |
541 | Why?" |
541 | Will you take the telegram, Newland? |
541 | Winsett?" |
541 | With whom? |
541 | Wo n''t you please take Ellen in?" |
541 | Would she meet this question with the same composure? |
541 | You do n''t know Dr. Agathon Carver, founder of the Valley of Love Community?" |
541 | You knew--?" |
541 | You know, I suppose, that she has declined all invitations to stay at Newport, even with her grandmother Mingott? |
541 | You like music too? |
541 | You live in their milieu?" |
541 | You never did ask each other anything, did you? |
541 | You said it was a patent case, did n''t you?" |
541 | You yourself came only yesterday, you say? |
541 | You''re a pianist yourself, I believe? |
541 | he broke out, a great hopeless HOW ON EARTH CAN I KEEP YOU? |
541 | he concluded with a laugh; and May echoed, bewildered:"Goodness-- ask the Carfrys''tutor?" |
541 | he insisted, looking down at her; and suddenly he broke out:"Have n''t we done all we could?" |