The Awkward Age: A Novel

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Harper & Brothers Publishers, 1899 - American fiction - 454 pages
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Page 457 - We're many of us, we're most of us — as you long ago saw and showed you felt — extraordinary now. We can't help it. It isn't really our fault. There's so much else that's extraordinary that if we're in it all so much we must naturally be.
Page 36 - Mrs. Brookenham was, in her forty-first year, still charmingly pretty, and the nearest approach she made, at this moment, to meeting her son's description of her was by looking beautifully desperate. She had about her the pure light of youth— would always have it; her head, her figure, her flexibility, her flickering colour, her lovely, silly eyes, her natural, quavering tone all played together toward this effect by some trick that had never yet been exposed.
Page 288 - So she appeared to put it to him, with something in her lucidity that would have been infinitely touching; a strange grave calm consciousness of their common doom and of what in especial in it would be worst for herself.
Page 439 - The generations will come and go, and the personnel, as the newspapers say, of the saloon will shift and change, but the institution itself, as resting on a deep human need, has a long course yet to run and a good work yet to do.
Page 192 - Granny would have said, because that's simply arranging to keep myself back from you, and so being nasty and underhand, which you naturally don't want, nor I either. Nevertheless when I say the things she would n't, then I put before you too much — too much for your liking it — what I know and see and feel. If we're both partly the result of other people, her other people were so different.
Page 253 - Vanderbank a somewhat remarkable look, then, with an art of her own, broke short off without appearing to drop him. 'The thing is, don't you think?' — she appealed to Mitchy — 'for us not to be so awfully clever as to make it believed that we can never be simple. We mustn't see too tremendous things — even in each other.' She quite lost patience with the danger she glanced at. 'We can be simple!
Page 253 - We can, by God!' Mitchy laughed. 'Well, we are now — and it's a great comfort to have it settled,' said Vanderbank. 'Then you see,' Mrs Brook returned, 'what a mistake you would make to see abysses of subtlety in my having been merely natural.' 'We can be natural,' Mitchy declared. 'We can, by God!
Page 17 - Friendship/ Mr. Longdon maintained the full value of the word. "Well/ his companion risked, 'I dare say it isn't in London by any means what it is at Beccles. I quite literally mean that,' Vanderbank reassuringly added; 'I never really have believed in the existence of friendship in big societies— in great towns and great crowds. It's a plant that takes time and space and air; and London society is a huge "squash," as we elegantly call it— an elbowing, pushing, perspiring, chattering mob.
Page 193 - She had risen with him, and they stood face to face in the faded light while he slipped the watch away. 'Well, that doesn't make me wish it any less.' 'It's lovely of you to wish it, but I shall be one of the people who don't. I shall be at the end,' said Nanda, 'one of those who haven't.
Page 3 - SAVE when it happened to rain Vanderbank always walked home, but he usually took a hansom when the rain was moderate and adopted the preference of the philosopher when it was heavy.

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