MarriedBoni and Liveright, Incorporated, 1925 - 254 pages |
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Page 297 - ... camel') to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to get into the kingdom of heaven.
Page 295 - JEAN is seen in the door of his room, sharpening his razor on a strop which he holds with his teeth and his left hand. He listens to the talk with satisfaction and now and then nods approval. JULIE continues, tempo prestissimo. And then we'll get a hotel . . . and I'll sit at the desk, while Jean receives the guests and goes out marketing and writes letters . . . There's life for you! Trains whistling, buses driving up, bells...
Page 31 - Lettstrom, the baker, at one crown a pound, as the flesh and blood of the great agitator Jesus of Nazareth, who was done to death nineteen hundred years ago. He didn't think about it, for one didn't think in those days, one had emotions.
Page 298 - I wouldn't do it, you know. There's a difference between us. JULIE. Because you're a man and I'ma woman? What is the difference? JEAN. The usual difference— between man and woman. JULIE, holding the razor. I'd like to. But I can't. My father couldn't either, that time he wanted to. JEAN. No, he didn't want to. He had to be revenged first. JULIE. And now my mother is revenged again, through me. JEAN. Didn't...
Page 274 - Dancing with that crowd doesn't really amuse me. JULIE. Get the key of the boathouse and row me out on the lake. I want to see the sun rise. JEAN.
Page 285 - And so you got engaged to that attorney. JULIE: So that he should be my slave. JEAN: But he wouldn't be. JULIE: Oh yes, he wanted to be, but he didn't have the chance. I got bored with him. JEAN: Is that what I saw— in the stableyard? JULIE: What did you see? JEAN: What I saw was him breaking off the engagement. JULIE: That's a lie. It was I who broke it off. Did he say it was him? The cad. JEAN: He's not a cad. Do you hate men, Miss Julie? JULIE: Yes . . . most of the time. But when that weakness...
Page 144 - But he had never been unkind to the old mama; he had been faithful to the fourteen-year-old vicar's daughter whom he had worshipped on his knees but had never led to the altar, for he had married an anaemic young woman of twenty-four.
Page 280 - JULIE. I did think so, but I don't any longer. No. A menial is a menial . . . JEAN. And a whore is a whore. JULIE, falling to her knees, her hands clasped. O God in heaven, put an end to my miserable life! Lift me out of this filth in which I'm sinking. Save me! Save me! JEAN. I must admit I'm sorry for you. When I was in the onion bed and saw you up there among the roses, I ... yes, I'll tell you now ... I had the same dirty thoughts as all boys. JULIE. You, who wanted to die because of me? JEAN....
Page 298 - ... it! Julie. [Takes up the razor and makes a movement.] That? John. Yes, but I wouldn't do it — note that well; that's the difference between us. Julie. Because you're a man and I'ma woman? What difference does that make? John. The same difference — as between men and women. Julie. {With the knife in her hand.] I want to, but I can't do it. My father couldn't do it either— the time when he ought to have. John. No ; he shouldn't have done it — his first duty was to revenge himself. Julie.
Page 9 - ... house, she made the acquaintance of her second son. Now that her part as mother of the family was played to the end and nothing remained of her but a poor invalid, the old-fashioned relationship of strict discipline, that barrier between parents and children was superseded. The thirteen-year-old boy was almost constantly at her bedside, reading to her whenever he was not at school or doing home lessons. She had many questions to ask and he had a great deal to explain, and, therefore, all those...