Critics -- Fiction; Interpersonal relations -- Fiction; Secrecy -- Fiction; Short stories, American; Women novelists -- Fiction
Transcribed from the 1916 Martin Secker edition by David Price, email
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THE FIGURE IN THE CARPET
BY HENRY JAMES
[Picture: Decorative graphic]
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LONDON; MARTIN SECKER
NUMBER FIVE JOHN STREET ADELPHI
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This edition first published 1916
The text follows that of the
Definitive Edition
CHAPTER I
I HAD done a few things and earned a few pence—I had perhaps even had
time to begin to think I was finer than was perceived by the patronising;
but when I take the little measure of my course (a fidgety habit, for
it’s none of the longest yet) I count my real start from the evening
George Corvick, breathless and worried, came in to ask me a service. He
had done more things than I, and earned more pence, though there were
chances for cleverness I thought he sometimes missed. I could only
however that evening declare to him that he never missed one for
kindness. There was almost rapture in hearing it proposed to me to
prepare for _The Middle_, the organ of our lucubrations, so called from
the position in the week of its day of appearance, an article for which
he had made himself responsible and of which, tied up with a stout
string, he laid on my table the subject. I pounced upon my
opportunity—that is on the first volume of it—and paid scant attention to
my friend’s explanation of his appeal. What explanation could be more to
the point than my obvious fitness for the task? I had written on Hugh
Vereker, but never a word in _The Middle_, where my dealings were mainly
with the ladies and the minor poets. This was his new novel, an advance
copy, and whatever much or little it should do for his reputation I was
clear on the spot as to what it should do for mine. Moreover if I always
read him as soon as I could get hold of him I had a particular reason for
wishing to read him now: I had accepted an invitation to Bridges for the
following Sunday, and it had been mentioned in Lady Jane’s note that Mr.
Vereker was to be there. I was young enough for a flutter at meeting a
man of his renown, and innocent enough to believe the occasion would
demand the display of an acquaintance with his “last.”
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