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Chapter1
Itbeganin
un
a
Woman’sClubinLondonon
un
a
Februaryafternoon—anuncomfortableclub,
et
and
amiserableafternoon—whenMrs.Wilkins,
qui
who
hadcomedownfromHampsteadtoshop
et
and
hadlunchedather
club
club
,tookupTheTimesfromthe
table
table
inthesmoking-room,and
couru
running
herlistlesseyedowntheAgony
Colonne
Column
sawthis:.
ToThose
qui
who
AppreciateWistariaandSunshine.
Petit
Small
mediaevalItalianCastleontheshoresofthe
Méditerranée
Mediterranean
tobeLetFurnishedforthe
mois
month
ofApril.
Necessaryservants
restent
remain
.
Z,Box1000,TheTimes.
Thatwasits
conception
conception
;
yet,asinthe
cas
case
ofmanyanother,theconceiverwasunawareofitat
le
the
moment.
SoentirelyunawarewasMrs.WilkinsthatherAprilforthatyearhadthen
et
and
therebeensettledforherthatshe
tomber
dropped
thenewspaperwitha
geste
gesture
thatwasbothirritated
et
and
resigned,andwentovertothe
fenêtre
window
andstareddrearilyoutatthedripping
rue
street
.
Notforherweremediaevalcastles,
même
even
thosethatarespeciallydescribedassmall.
Notforhertheshoresin
Avril
April
oftheMediterranean,andthewistaria
et
and
sunshine.
Suchdelightswereonlyforthe
riches
rich
.
Yettheadvertisementhadbeenaddressedto
personnes
persons
whoappreciatethesethings,sothatithadbeen,anyhow,addressed
aussi
too
toher,forshe
certainement
certainly
appreciatedthem;
morethananybody
savait
knew
;
morethanshehadever
dit
told
.
Butshewaspoor.
In
le
the
wholeworldshepossessedofhervery
propre
own
onlyninetypounds,savedfrom
année
year
toyear,putby
soigneusement
carefully
poundbypound,outofherdress
allocation
allowance
.
Shehadscrapedthissumtogetherat
la
the
suggestionofherhusbandas
un
a
shieldandrefugeagainst
un
a
rainyday.
Herdressallowance,givenherbyher
père
father
,was£100ayear,sothatMrs.Wilkins’s
vêtements
clothes
werewhatherhusband,urgingherto
économiser
save
,calledmodestandbecoming,
et
and
heracquaintancetoeachother,
quand
when
theyspokeofheratall,whichwasseldomforshewas
très
very
negligible,calledaperfect
vue
sight
.
Mr.
Wilkins,asolicitor,
encouragé
encouraged
thrift,exceptthatbranchofitwhichgotintohis
nourriture
food
.
Hedidnotcallthatthrift,hecalleditbadhousekeeping.
Mais
But
forthethriftwhich,
comme
like
moth,penetratedintoMrs.Wilkins’s
vêtements
clothes
andspoiltthem,he
eu
had
muchpraise.
“Youneverknow,”he
dit
said
,“whentherewillbe
un
a
rainyday,andyou
pourriez
may
beverygladto
trouver
find
youhaveanest-egg.
En effet
Indeed
webothmay.”
Lookingoutof
la
the
clubwindowintoShaftesburyAvenue—herswas
un
an
economicalclub,butconvenientforHampstead,
where
shelived,andforShoolbred’s,
where
sheshopped—Mrs.
Wilkins,havingstoodtheresome
temps
time
verydrearily,hermind’s
œil
eye
ontheMediterraneanin
Avril
April
,andthewistaria,andtheenviableopportunitiesofthe
riches
rich
,whileherbodilyeye
regardait
watched
thereallyextremelyhorriblesooty
pluie
rain
fallingsteadilyonthehurryingumbrellas
et
and
splashingomnibuses,suddenlywondered
si
whether
perhapsthiswasnotthe
pluvieux
rainy
dayMellersh—MellershwasMr.Wilkins—hadsooftenencouragedhertopreparefor,
et
and
whethertogetoutofsuch
un
a
climateandintothesmallmediaevalcastlewasn’t
peut-être
perhaps
whatProvidencehadallalongintendedhertodowithhersavings.
Partie
Part
ofhersavings,of
sûr
course
;
perhapsquiteasmall
partie
part
.
Thecastle,beingmediaeval,
pourrait
might
alsobedilapidated,anddilapidationswere
sûrement
surely
cheap.
Shewouldn’tintheleast
dérangerait
mind
afewofthem,
parce que
because
youdidn’tpayfordilapidations
qui
which
werealreadythere;
on
le
the
contrary—byreducingthepriceyou
deviez
had
topaytheyreallypaidyou.
Mais
But
whatnonsensetothinkofit...
Sheturnedawayfromthe
fenêtre
window
withthesamegestureofmingledirritation
et
and
resignationwithwhichshehadlaiddownTheTimes,
et
and
crossedtheroomtowardsthe
porte
door
withtheintentionofgettinghermackintosh
et
and
umbrellaandfightingher
chemin
way
intooneoftheovercrowdedomnibuses
et
and
goingtoShoolbred’sonher
chemin
way
homeandbuyingsomesolesforMellersh’sdinner—Mellershwasdifficult
avec
with
fishandlikedonlysoles,exceptsalmon—whenshebeheldMrs.Arbuthnot,awomansheknewbysightasalsolivinginHampstead
et
and
belongingtotheclub,sittingatthetableinthemiddleoftheroomonwhichthenewspapers
et
and
magazineswerekept,absorbed,inherturn,inthefirstpageofTheTimes.
Mrs.
Wilkinshad
jamais
never
yetspokentoMrs.Arbuthnot,
qui
who
belongedtooneof
les
the
variouschurchsets,and
qui
who
analysed,classified,dividedand
enregistrait
registered
thepoor;
whereasshe
et
and
Mellersh,whentheydid
allaient
go
out,wenttothepartiesofimpressionistpainters,ofwhominHampsteadtherewere
beaucoup
many
.
Mellershhadasisterwhohad
épousé
married
oneofthemand
vivait
lived
upontheHeath,
et
and
becauseofthisallianceMrs.Wilkinswasdrawnintoa
cercle
circle
whichwashighlyunnaturaltoher,
et
and
shehadlearnedtodreadpictures.
She
devait
had
tosaythingsabout
leur
them
,andshedidn’tknowwhatto
dire
say
.
Sheusedtomurmur,“Marvellous,”
et
and
feelthatitwasnotenough.
Mais
But
nobodyminded.
Nobodylistened.
NobodytookanynoticeofMrs.Wilkins.
Shewas
le
the
kindofpersonwhoisnotnoticedatparties.
Her
vêtements
clothes
,infestedbythrift,madeher
pratiquement
practically
invisible;
herfacewasnon-arresting;
her
conversation
conversation
wasreluctant;
shewas
timide
shy
.
Andifone’sclothes
et
and
faceandconversationareallnegligible,
pensait
thought
Mrs.Wilkins,whorecognisedherdisabilities,
ce
what
,atparties,isthereleftofone?
Alsoshewas
toujours
always
withWilkins,thatclean-shaven,fine-looking
homme
man
,whogaveaparty,merelyby
venant
coming
toit,agreat
air
air
.
Wilkinswasveryrespectable.
Hewas
connu
known
tobehighlythoughtofbyhisseniorpartners.
Hissister’s
cercle
circle
admiredhim.
Hepronouncedadequatelyintelligentjudgmentsonart
et
and
artists.
Hewaspithy;
hewas
prudent
prudent
;
heneversaida
mot
word
toomuch,nor,onthe
autre
other
hand,didheever
dit
say
awordtoolittle.
Heproducedtheimpressionof
garder
keeping
copiesofeverythinghe
dit
said
;
andhewasso
évidemment
obviously
reliablethatitoften
arrivait
happened
thatpeoplewhomethimat
ces
these
partiesbecamediscontentedwiththeirownsolicitors,
et
and
afteraperiodofrestlessnessextricatedthemselves
et
and
wenttoWilkins.
NaturallyMrs.Wilkinswasblottedout.
“She,”
dit
said
hissister,withsomethingherselfofthejudicial,the
digéré
digested
,andthefinalinher
manière
manner
,“shouldstayathome.”
Mais
But
Wilkinscouldnotleavehis
femme
wife
athome.
Hewas
un
a
familysolicitor,andallsuch
ont
have
wivesandshowthem.
Avec
With
hisintheweekhe
allait
went
toparties,andwithhisonSundayshe
allait
went
tochurch.
Beingstillfairlyyoung—hewasthirty-nine—and
ambitieux
ambitious
ofoldladies,ofwhomhehadnotyet
acquis
acquired
inhispracticea
suffisant
sufficient
number,hecouldnot
permettre
afford
tomisschurch,anditwasthere
que
that
Mrs.Wilkinsbecamefamiliar,though
jamais
never
throughwords,withMrs.Arbuthnot.
Shesawhermarshalling
les
the
childrenofthepoorintopews.
Shewould
arrivait
come
inattheheadofthe
procession
procession
fromtheSundaySchool
exactement
exactly
fiveminutesbeforethe
chœur
choir
,andgetherboys
et
and
girlsneatlyfittedintotheirallottedseats,
et
and
downontheirlittlekneesintheir
préliminaire
preliminary
prayer,andupagainontheir
pieds
feet
justas,tothe
gonflé
swelling
organ,thevestrydooropened,
et
and
thechoirandclergy,big
avec
with
thelitaniesandcommandmentstheywerepresentlytorollout,
émergeaient
emerged
.
Shehadasad
visage
face
,yetshewasevidently
efficace
efficient
.
Thecombinationusedto
faire
make
Mrs.Wilkinswonder,forshehadbeen
dit
told
byMellersh,ondayswhenshehadonlybeen
mesure
able
togetplaice,that
si
if
onewereefficientonewouldn’tbe
déprimé
depressed
,andthatifonedoesone’s
travail
job
wellonebecomesautomatically
lumineux
bright
andbrisk.
AboutMrs.Arbuthnot
il
there
wasnothingbrightandbrisk,though
beaucoup
much
inherwaywith
les
the
SundaySchoolchildrenthatwas
automatique
automatic
;
butwhenMrs.Wilkins,turningfromthe
fenêtre
window
,caughtsightofherinthe
club
club
shewasnotbeing
automatique
automatic
atall,butwas
regardait
looking
fixedlyatoneportionofthe
première
first
pageofTheTimes,
tenant
holding
thepaperquitestill,hereyesnotmoving.
Shewasjust
regardait
staring
;
andherface,asusual,was
le
the
faceofapatient
et
and
disappointedMadonna.
Obeyingan
impulsion
impulse
shewonderedatevenwhile
obéissant
obeying
it,Mrs.Wilkins,the
timide
shy
andthereluctant,insteadof
procéder
proceeding
asshehadintendedto
la
the
cloakroomandfromthencetoSchoolbred’sin
recherche
search
ofMellersh’sfish,stoppedat
la
the
tableandsatdown
exactement
exactly
oppositeMrs.Arbuthnot,towhomshehad
jamais
never
yetspokeninher
vie
life
.
Itwasoneof
ces
those
long,narrowrefectorytables,sothattheywerequiteclosetoeachother.
Mrs.
Arbuthnot,
cependant
however
,didnotlookup.
She
continué
continued
togaze,witheyes
qui
that
seemedtobedreaming,at
un
one
spotonlyofTheTimes.
Mrs.
Wilkinswatchedher
une
a
minute,tryingtoscrewup
courage
courage
tospeaktoher.
She
voulait
wanted
toaskherifshehad
vu
seen
theadvertisement.
Shedidnot
savait
know
whyshewantedto
demander
ask
herthis,butshe
voulait
wanted
to.
Howstupidnottobeableto
parler
speak
toher.
Shelookedsokind.
Shelookedsounhappy.
Pourquoi
Why
couldn’ttwounhappypeople
rafraîchir
refresh
eachotherontheir
chemin
way
throughthisdustybusinessof
vie
life
byalittletalk—real,naturaltalk,aboutwhatthey
ressentaient
felt
,whattheywouldhave
aimé
liked
,whattheystilltriedtohope?
Et
And
shecouldnothelp
penser
thinking
thatMrs.Arbuthnot,too,was
lisait
reading
thatverysameadvertisement.
Hereyeswereon
la
the
verypartofthe
papier
paper
.
Wasshe,too,picturingwhatitwouldbelike—the
couleur
colour
,thefragrance,thelight,the
doux
soft
lappingofthesea
parmi
among
littlehotrocks?
Colour,
parfum
fragrance
,light,sea;
insteadofShaftesbury
Avenue
Avenue
,andthewetomnibuses,
et
and
thefishdepartmentatShoolbred’s,
et
and
theTubetoHampstead,
et
and
dinner,andto-morrowthe
même
same
andthedayafterthe
même
same
andalwaysthesame...
Soudain
Suddenly
Mrs.Wilkinsfoundherselfleaning
sur
across
thetable.
“Areyou
lisez
reading
aboutthemediaevalcastle
et
and
thewistaria?”
sheheardherself
demander
asking
.
NaturallyMrs.Arbuthnotwas
surpris
surprised
;
butshewasnot
moitié
half
somuchsurprisedasMrs.Wilkinswasatherselffor
demander
asking
.
Mrs.
Arbuthnothadnotyettoher
connaissance
knowledge
seteyesontheshabby,lank,loosely-put-together
figure
figure
sittingoppositeher,withits
petit
small
freckledfaceandbig
gris
grey
eyesalmostdisappearingunder
un
a
smashed-downwet-weatherhat,andshe
regarda
gazed
atheramoment
sans
without
answering.
Shewasreading
sur
about
themediaevalcastleandthewistaria,
ou
or
ratherhadreadaboutit
dix
ten
minutesbefore,andsincethenhadbeenlostindreams—of
lumière
light
,ofcolour,offragrance,ofthe
doux
soft
lappingofthesea
parmi
among
littlehotrocks...
“Whydoyou
demandes
ask
methat?”
shesaidinher
grave
grave
voice,forhertrainingof
et
and
bythepoorhadmadeher
grave
grave
andpatient.
Mrs.
Wilkinsflushed
et
and
lookedexcessivelyshyand
effrayé
frightened
.
“Oh,onlybecauseI
vu
saw
ittoo,andI
pensé
thought
perhaps—Ithoughtsomehow—”
shestammered.
WhereuponMrs.Arbuthnot,her
esprit
mind
beingusedtogetting
gens
people
intolistsanddivisions,fromhabit
considéra
considered
,asshegazedthoughtfullyatMrs.Wilkins,
sous
under
whatheading,supposingshe
devait
had
toclassifyher,she
pourrait
could
mostproperlybeput.
“AndI
connais
know
youbysight,”wentonMrs.Wilkins,
qui
who
,likealltheshy,onceshewas
commencé
started
plungedon,frighteningherselfto
plus
more
andmorespeechbythesheer
bruit
sound
ofwhatshehad
dit
said
lastinherears.
“EverySunday—I
vois
see
youeverySundayinchurch—”.
“Inchurch?”
echoedMrs.Arbuthnot.
“And
cela
this
seemssuchawonderfulthing—this
publicité
advertisement
aboutthewistaria—and—”.
Mrs.
Wilkins,
qui
who
musthavebeenat
moins
least
thirty,brokeoffandwriggledinher
chaise
chair
withthemovementofanawkward
et
and
embarrassedschoolgirl.
“Itseemssowonderful,”shewentonin
une
a
kindofburst,“and—itissuch
une
a
miserableday...”
Et
And
thenshesatlookingatMrs.Arbuthnot
avec
with
theeyesofanimprisoned
chien
dog
.
“Thispoorthing,”thoughtMrs.Arbuthnot,whose
vie
life
wasspentinhelping
et
and
alleviating,“needsadvice.”
Sheaccordinglypreparedherself
patiemment
patiently
togiveit.
“Ifyou
voyez
see
meinchurch,”she
dit
said
,kindlyandattentively,“I
suppose
suppose
youliveinHampsteadtoo?”
“Ohyes,”saidMrs.Wilkins.
Et
And
sherepeated,herheadonits
long
long
thinneckdroopinga
peu
little
asiftherecollectionofHampsteadbowedher,“Ohyes.”
“Where?”
demandé
asked
Mrs.Arbuthnot,who,when
conseils
advice
wasneeded,naturallyfirst
procédé
proceeded
tocollectthefacts.
Mais
But
Mrs.Wilkins,layingher
main
hand
softlyandcaressinglyonthe
partie
part
ofTheTimeswherethe
publicité
advertisement
was,asthoughthemereprintedwordsofitwere
précieux
precious
,onlysaid,“Perhapsthat’swhy
cela
this
seemssowonderful.”
“No—I
pense
think
that’swonderfulanyhow,”saidMrs.Arbuthnot,
oubliant
forgetting
factsandfaintlysighing.
“Thenyouwere
lisais
reading
it?”
“Yes,”saidMrs.Arbuthnot,hereyesgoingdreamy
nouveau
again
.
“Wouldn’titbewonderful?”
murmuredMrs.Wilkins.
“Wonderful,”saidMrs.Arbuthnot.
Her
visage
face
,whichhadlitup,fadedinto
patience
patience
again.
“Verywonderful,”she
dit
said
.
“Butit’snouse
perdre
wasting
one’stimethinkingofsuchthings.”
“Oh,
mais
but
itis,”wasMrs.Wilkins’s
rapide
quick
,surprisingreply;
surprisingbecauseitwassomuchunlikethe
reste
rest
ofher—thecharacterlesscoat
et
and
skirt,thecrumpledhat,theundecidedwispof
cheveux
hair
stragglingout.
“Andjustthe
considérer
considering
ofthemisworthwhileinitself—sucha
changement
change
fromHampstead—andsometimesIbelieve—Ireally
fait
do
believe—ifoneconsidershardenoughone
obtient
gets
things.”
Mrs.
Arbuthnotobservedher
patiemment
patiently
.
Inwhatcategorywould
elle
she
,supposingshehadto,
mettrait
put
her?
“Perhaps,”shesaid,leaningforward
un
a
little,“youwilltellmeyour
nom
name
.
Ifwearetobefriends”—shesmiledher
grave
grave
smile—“asIhopewe
être
are
,wehadbetterbeginat
le
the
beginning.”
“Ohyes—howkindofyou.
I’mMrs.Wilkins,”
dit
said
Mrs.Wilkins.
“Idon’texpect,”she
ajouté
added
,flushing,asMrs.Arbuthnot
dit
said
nothing,“thatitconveysanythingtoyou.
Parfois
Sometimes
it—itdoesn’tseemto
transmettre
convey
anythingtomeeither.
But”—shelookedround
avec
with
amovementofseekinghelp—“IamMrs.Wilkins.”
Shedidnotlikeher
nom
name
.
Itwasamean,
petit
small
name,withakindoffacetioustwist,she
pensait
thought
,aboutitsendlike
la
the
upwardcurveofapugdog’s
queue
tail
.
Thereitwas,however.
Therewasno
faire
doing
anythingwithit.
Wilkinsshewas
et
and
Wilkinsshewouldremain;
et
and
thoughherhusbandencouragedherto
donner
give
itonalloccasionsasMrs.Mellersh-Wilkinssheonly
faisait
did
thatwhenhewaswithinearshot,forshe
pensait
thought
MellershmadeWilkinsworse,emphasisingitinthe
manière
way
Chatsworthonthegate-postsofa
villa
villa
emphasisesthevilla.
When
première
first
hesuggestedsheshould
ajoutait
add
Mellershshehadobjectedfor
la
the
abovereason,andafterapause—Mellershwas
beaucoup
much
tooprudenttospeak
sauf
except
afterapause,duringwhich
vraisemblablement
presumably
hewastakingacareful
mentale
mental
copyofhiscomingobservation—he
dit
said
,muchdispleased,“ButIamnotavilla,”
et
and
lookedatherashe
regarda
looks
whohopes,forperhaps
la
the
hundredthtime,thathe
peut
may
nothavemarriedafool.
Of
sûr
course
hewasnota
villa
villa
,Mrs.Wilkinsassuredhim;
shehad
jamais
never
supposedhewas;
shehadnot
rêvé
dreamed
ofmeaning...
shewasonlyjust
penser
thinking
...
The
plus
more
sheexplainedthemore
sérieux
earnest
becameMellersh’shope,familiartohimby
ce
this
time,forhehadthenbeen
un
a
husbandfortwoyears,thathemightnotbyanychancehave
épousé
married
afool;
andtheyhadaprolonged
querelle
quarrel
,ifthatcanbe
appelé
called
aquarrelwhichisconducted
avec
with
dignifiedsilenceonone
côté
side
andearnestapologyontheother,astowhether
ou
or
noMrs.Wilkinshadintendedto
suggérer
suggest
thatMr.Wilkinswasa
villa
villa
.
“Ibelieve,”shehadthought
quand
when
itwasatlastover—ittook
un
a
longwhile—“thatanybodywouldquarrelaboutanything
quand
when
they’venotleftoffbeing
ensemble
together
forasingledayfor
deux
two
wholeyears.
Whatwe
deux
both
needisaholiday.”
“Myhusband,”wentonMrs.WilkinstoMrs.Arbuthnot,
essayant
trying
tothrowsomelightonherself,“is
un
a
solicitor.
He—”
Shecast
sur
about
forsomethingshecould
dire
say
elucidatoryofMellersh,and
trouvé
found
:
“He’sveryhandsome.”
“Well,”
dit
said
Mrs.Arbuthnotkindly,“that
doit
must
beagreatpleasuretoyou.”
“Why?”
demandé
asked
Mrs.Wilkins.
“Because,”saidMrs.Arbuthnot,
un
a
littletakenaback,forconstant
rapports
intercourse
withthepoorhadaccustomedhertohaveherpronouncementsaccepted
sans
without
question,“becausebeauty—handsomeness—isa
don
gift
likeanyother,andifitis
correctement
properly
used—”.
Shetrailedoffinto
silence
silence
.
Mrs.Wilkins’sgreatgreyeyeswerefixedon
sa
her
,anditseemedsuddenlytoMrs.Arbuthnot
qui
that
perhapsshewasbecomingcrystallisedintoa
habitude
habit
ofexposition,andofexpositionafterthe
manière
manner
ofnursemaids,throughhavingan
public
audience
thatcouldn’tbutagree,
qui
that
wouldbeafraid,ifit
souhaitait
wished
,tointerrupt,thatdidn’t
savait
know
,thatwas,infact,ather
merci
mercy
.
ButMrs.Wilkinswasnotlistening;
forjustthen,
absurde
absurd
asitseemed,a
image
picture
hadflashedacrossher
cerveau
brain
,andthereweretwofiguresinit
assis
sitting
togetherunderagreattrailingwistaria
qui
that
stretchedacrossthebranchesof
une
a
treeshedidn’tknow,
et
and
itwasherselfandMrs.Arbuthnot—shesawthem—shesawthem.
Et
And
behindthem,brightin
soleil
sunshine
,wereoldgreywalls—themediaevalcastle—she
vu
saw
it—theywerethere...
She
donc
therefore
staredatMrs.Arbuthnot
et
and
didnotheara
mot
word
shesaid.
AndMrs.Arbuthnot
regarda
stared
tooatMrs.Wilkins,arrestedbytheexpressiononher
visage
face
,whichwassweptbytheexcitementofwhatshe
voyait
saw
,andwasasluminous
et
and
tremulousunderitaswaterin
soleil
sunlight
whenitisruffledby
une
a
gustofwind.
At
ce
this
moment,ifshehadbeenat
une
a
party,Mrs.Wilkinswouldhavebeen
regardé
looked
atwithinterest.
They
regardaient
stared
ateachother;
Mrs.Arbuthnot
surpris
surprised
,inquiringly,Mrs.Wilkinswith
les
the
eyesofsomeone
qui
who
hashadarevelation.
Of
sûr
course
.
Thatwashowitcouldbe
faire
done
.
Sheherself,shebyherself,couldn’t
permettre
afford
it,andwouldn’tbeable,
même
even
ifshecouldaffordit,to
aller
go
thereallalone;
butshe
et
and
Mrs.Arbuthnottogether...
Sheleaned
sur
across
thetable.
“Whydon’twe
essayons
try
andgetit?”
she
chuchoté
whispered
.
Mrs.
Arbuthnotbecameeven
plus
more
wide-eyed.
“Getit?”
she
répété
repeated
.
“Yes,”saidMrs.Wilkins,
toujours
still
asthoughshewere
peur
afraid
ofbeingoverheard.
“Not
juste
just
sithereandsay
Comment
How
wonderful,andthengo
maison
home
toHampsteadwithouthaving
mis
put
outafinger—gohome
juste
just
asusualandseeaboutthe
dîner
dinner
andthefishjustaswe’vebeendoingforyears
et
and
yearsandwillgoondoingforyears
et
and
years.
Infact,”saidMrs.Wilkins,flushingtotherootsofher
cheveux
hair
,forthesoundofwhatshewassaying,ofwhatwas
venait
coming
pouringout,frightenedher,
et
and
yetshecouldn’tstop,“I
vois
see
noendtoit.
Thereis
pas
no
endtoit.
Sothatthereoughttobe
une
a
break,thereoughttobeintervals—ineverybody’sinterests.
Why,itwould
vraiment
really
bebeingunselfishtogo
loin
away
andbehappyfor
un
a
little,becausewewouldcomebackso
beaucoup
much
nicer.
Yousee,after
un
a
biteverybodyneedsaholiday.”
“But—howdoyou
veux dire
mean
,getit?”
askedMrs.Arbuthnot.
“Takeit,”saidMrs.Wilkins.
“Takeit?”