I like such interviews. Shamefaced
curiosities began to come back into her mind, thinly disguised as literature and
art. “To the best of my belief,” she said, with quiet dignity, “I have never seen either
of you before in my life. But I am afraid I am a shockingly obstinate and a very
ungrateful person. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?”
“I go in and talk to Constance sometimes. "Ay, ay, I'll go, fast enough!" returned Jonathan, putting his hands into his
pockets, "but not alone, Sir Rowland. Her heart in her
mouth, she heard his foot scrape on the floorboard and knew from his expression
that Gosse had heard it too. There were neither texts nor
rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel
engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. It’s odd how
little I know of him, and of how he feels and what he feels. What right had
she to call herself “Alcide”? It was abominable, an imposture.
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