The private life, The wheel of time, Lord Beaupré, The visits, Collaboration, Owen Wingrave.James, Henry
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The private life, The wheel of time, Lord Beaupré, The visits, Collaboration, Owen Wingrave.
James, Henry
American fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, American
If a third person had been present at this conversation--and there was
nothing in it surely that might not have been spoken before a trusty
listener--that person would perhaps have thought, from the immediate
expression of Mary Gosselin's face, that she was on the point of
exclaiming "You take me for too big a fool!" No such ungracious words in
fact however passed her lips; she only said after an instant: "What
reason do you propose to give, on the day you need one, for our
rupture?"
Her interlocutor stared. "To you, do you mean?"
"_I_ sha'n't ask you for one. I mean to other people."
"Oh, I'll tell them you're sick of me. I'll put everything on you, and
you'll put everything on me."
"You _have_ worked it out!" Mary exclaimed.
"Oh, I shall be intensely considerate."
"Do you call that being considerate--publicly accusing me?"
Guy Firminger stared again. "Why, isn't that the reason _you_'ll give?"
She looked at him an instant. "I won't tell you the reason I shall
give."
"Oh, I shall learn it from others."
"I hope you'll like it when you do!" said Mary, with sudden gaiety; and
she added frankly though kindly the hope that he might soon light upon
some young person who would really meet his requirements. He replied
that he shouldn't be in a hurry--that was now just the comfort; and she,
as if thinking over to the end the list of arguments against his clumsy
contrivance, broke out: "And of course you mustn't dream of giving me
anything--any tokens or presents."
"Then it won't look natural."
"That's exactly what I say. You can't make it deceive anybody."
"I _must_ give you something--something that people can see. There must
be some evidence! You can simply put my offerings away after a little
and give them back." But about this Mary was visibly serious; she
declared that she wouldn't touch anything that came from his hand, and
she spoke in such a tone that he coloured a little and hastened to say:
"Oh, all right, I shall be thoroughly careful!" This appeared to
complete their understanding; so that after it was settled that for the
deluded world they were engaged, there was obviously nothing for him to
do but to go. He therefore shook hands with her very gratefully and
departed.
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