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40. "Lolita," I said, "this may be neither here nor there but I have to say it.
Life is very short. From here to that old car you know so well there is a stretch
of twenty, twenty-five paces. It is a very short walk. Make these twenty-five
steps. Now. Right now. Come just as you are. And we shall live happily ever
after." (V.N.)
41. Young Swain sneaked into the Gallery one afternoon and blushed to
the top of his ears when he saw "Trees Dressed in White", a loud, raucous
splash on the wall. (R.G.)
42. "She's not my cup of tea. And I’m not hers. She' d just look through
me with those searchlight eyes. But clearly she's the best-looking girl round
here." (C.P.S.)
43. But, like all specialists, Bauerstein's got a bee in his bonnet. Poisons
are his hobby, so, of course, he sees them everywhere. (A.Ch.)
44. Annixter pulled up and passed the time of day with the priest. "I don't
often get up your way," he said, slowing down his horse. (F.N.)
45. "Gregory Osmore begged me to look after his house." …Emma rose
and closed the door. He did not think it proper to overhear Tom' s conversation
with his mother. He regretted that he had already heard Tom tell a lie. He had
been present at the party where Tom met Gregory Osmore, and the boot had
rather been on the foot. It was Tom who had (discreetly) insisted to Greg that
the house-sitting idea was such a good one. (I.M.)
46. Alex could make no sense of Rudy's statement about a pension. It
might be just one of Ruby's obstinate ephemeral misunderstandings, her
tendency " to get the wrong end of the stick." (I.M.)
47. Soames smiled. "If you really care for pictures," he said, "here's my
card. I can show you some quite good ones any Sunday, if you are down the
river and care to look in." "Awfully nice of you, sir. I'll drop in like a bird. My
name's Mont – Michael Mont." And he took off his hat. (J.G.)
48. In that old war, of course, his nephew Val Dartie had been wounded,
that fellow's Jolyon's first son had died of enteric, "the Dromios" had gone out
on horses, and June had been a nurse; but all that seemed in the nature of a
portent, while in this war everybody had done "their bit", so far as he could
make out, as a matter of course. (J.G.)
49. Emerging from the "pastry-cook's", Soames' first impulse was to vent
his nerves by saying to his daughter: "Dropping your handkerchief!" to which
her reply might be: "I picked that up from you!" His second impulse therefore
was to let sleeping dogs lie. (J.G.)
50. Val grinned. "He seems to me a queer fish for a friend of our family.
In fact, our family is in pretty queer waters, with Uncle Soames marrying a
Frenchwoman, and your Dad marrying Soames' first. Our grandfathers would
have had fits!" (J.G.)
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51. You and Val will not forget, I trust, that Jon knows nothing of family
history. His mother and I think he is too young at present. The boy is very dear,
and the apple of her eye. (J.G.)
52. That evening passed for Fleur in putting two and two together;
recalling the look on her father's face in the confectioner's shop – a look strange
and coldly intimate, a queer look. (J.G.)
53. On reaching home Fleur found an atmosphere so peculiar that it
penetrated even the perplexed aura of her own private life. Her mother was
inaccessibly entrenched in a brown study; her father contemplating fate in the
vinery. Neither of them had a word to throw to a dog. (J.G.)
54. While eating a pear it suddenly occurred to him that, if he had not
gone down to Robin Hill, the boy might not have so decided … A strange, an
awkward thought! Had Fleur cooked her own goose by trying to make too
sure? (J.G.)
55. He rose, and, going to the cabinet, began methodically stocking his
cigar-case from a bundle fresh in. They were not bad at the price, but you
couldn't get a good cigar nowadays, nothing to hold a candle to those old
Superfines of Hanson and Bridger's. That was a cigar! (J.G.)
56. "Jo," he said, "I should like to hear what sort of water you're in. I
suppose you're in debt?" (J.G.)
57. …he thought, "…his face is not a bad one, but he's a queer fish. I
don't know what to make of him. I shall never know what to make of him!"
(J.G.)
58. He had been asleep! He had dreamed something about a new soup,
with a taste of mint in it … His left leg had pins and needles. (J.G.)
59. With characteristic decision old Jolyon came at once to the point.
"I've been altering my arrangements, Jo," he said. "You can cut your coat a bit
longer in the future – I'm settling a thousand a year on you at once." (J.G.)
60. With characteristic insight he saw he must part with one or with the
other; no half measures could serve in such a situation. In that lay its tragedy.
And the tiny, helpless thing prevailed. He would not run with the hare and hunt
with the hounds, and so to his son he said good-bye. (J.G.)
61. A stout elderly woman dressed in a tweed coat and skirt and jaunty
Tyrolean hat had advanced to the Doctor. "I've just been chaffing your daughter
here about her frock. Wish I was young enough to wear that kind of thing. Older
I get the more I like colour. We're both pretty long in the tooth, eh?" (E.W.)
62. "Married life is not all beer and skittles, I don't mind telling you." (E.W.)
63. He stood twice for Parliament, but so diffidently that his candidature
passed almost unnoticed. (E.W.)
64. The year of which I write had been to my friend Bruce the devil,
monetarily speaking … His last book had been a complete frost. (J.G.)
40. "Lolita," I said, "this may be neither here nor there but I have to say it. 51. You and Val will not forget, I trust, that Jon knows nothing of family Life is very short. From here to that old car you know so well there is a stretch history. His mother and I think he is too young at present. The boy is very dear, of twenty, twenty-five paces. It is a very short walk. Make these twenty-five and the apple of her eye. (J.G.) steps. Now. Right now. Come just as you are. And we shall live happily ever 52. That evening passed for Fleur in putting two and two together; after." (V.N.) recalling the look on her father's face in the confectioner's shop – a look strange 41. Young Swain sneaked into the Gallery one afternoon and blushed to and coldly intimate, a queer look. (J.G.) the top of his ears when he saw "Trees Dressed in White", a loud, raucous 53. On reaching home Fleur found an atmosphere so peculiar that it splash on the wall. (R.G.) penetrated even the perplexed aura of her own private life. Her mother was 42. "She's not my cup of tea. And I’m not hers. She' d just look through inaccessibly entrenched in a brown study; her father contemplating fate in the me with those searchlight eyes. But clearly she's the best-looking girl round vinery. Neither of them had a word to throw to a dog. (J.G.) here." (C.P.S.) 54. While eating a pear it suddenly occurred to him that, if he had not 43. But, like all specialists, Bauerstein's got a bee in his bonnet. Poisons gone down to Robin Hill, the boy might not have so decided … A strange, an are his hobby, so, of course, he sees them everywhere. (A.Ch.) awkward thought! Had Fleur cooked her own goose by trying to make too 44. Annixter pulled up and passed the time of day with the priest. "I don't sure? (J.G.) often get up your way," he said, slowing down his horse. (F.N.) 55. He rose, and, going to the cabinet, began methodically stocking his 45. "Gregory Osmore begged me to look after his house." …Emma rose cigar-case from a bundle fresh in. They were not bad at the price, but you and closed the door. He did not think it proper to overhear Tom' s conversation couldn't get a good cigar nowadays, nothing to hold a candle to those old with his mother. He regretted that he had already heard Tom tell a lie. He had Superfines of Hanson and Bridger's. That was a cigar! (J.G.) been present at the party where Tom met Gregory Osmore, and the boot had 56. "Jo," he said, "I should like to hear what sort of water you're in. I rather been on the foot. It was Tom who had (discreetly) insisted to Greg that suppose you're in debt?" (J.G.) the house-sitting idea was such a good one. (I.M.) 57. …he thought, "…his face is not a bad one, but he's a queer fish. I 46. Alex could make no sense of Rudy's statement about a pension. It don't know what to make of him. I shall never know what to make of him!" might be just one of Ruby's obstinate ephemeral misunderstandings, her (J.G.) tendency " to get the wrong end of the stick." (I.M.) 58. He had been asleep! He had dreamed something about a new soup, 47. Soames smiled. "If you really care for pictures," he said, "here's my with a taste of mint in it … His left leg had pins and needles. (J.G.) card. I can show you some quite good ones any Sunday, if you are down the 59. With characteristic decision old Jolyon came at once to the point. river and care to look in." "Awfully nice of you, sir. I'll drop in like a bird. My "I've been altering my arrangements, Jo," he said. "You can cut your coat a bit name's Mont – Michael Mont." And he took off his hat. (J.G.) longer in the future – I'm settling a thousand a year on you at once." (J.G.) 48. In that old war, of course, his nephew Val Dartie had been wounded, 60. With characteristic insight he saw he must part with one or with the that fellow's Jolyon's first son had died of enteric, "the Dromios" had gone out other; no half measures could serve in such a situation. In that lay its tragedy. on horses, and June had been a nurse; but all that seemed in the nature of a And the tiny, helpless thing prevailed. He would not run with the hare and hunt portent, while in this war everybody had done "their bit", so far as he could with the hounds, and so to his son he said good-bye. (J.G.) make out, as a matter of course. (J.G.) 61. A stout elderly woman dressed in a tweed coat and skirt and jaunty 49. Emerging from the "pastry-cook's", Soames' first impulse was to vent Tyrolean hat had advanced to the Doctor. "I've just been chaffing your daughter his nerves by saying to his daughter: "Dropping your handkerchief!" to which here about her frock. Wish I was young enough to wear that kind of thing. Older her reply might be: "I picked that up from you!" His second impulse therefore I get the more I like colour. We're both pretty long in the tooth, eh?" (E.W.) was to let sleeping dogs lie. (J.G.) 62. "Married life is not all beer and skittles, I don't mind telling you." (E.W.) 50. Val grinned. "He seems to me a queer fish for a friend of our family. 63. He stood twice for Parliament, but so diffidently that his candidature In fact, our family is in pretty queer waters, with Uncle Soames marrying a passed almost unnoticed. (E.W.) Frenchwoman, and your Dad marrying Soames' first. Our grandfathers would 64. The year of which I write had been to my friend Bruce the devil, have had fits!" (J.G.) monetarily speaking … His last book had been a complete frost. (J.G.) 21 22
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