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There was relief in Blackstable when, somerxet Dean of Westminster having somewhat curtly refused the Abbey, Mrs. Greencourt went down to Mentone for six weeks, but she came back a few days ago. It was agreed that he had talent, but it never occurred to anyone that he was one of the glories of English literature.
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Though now and then he pretended to be at a loss for a word, it was only to make it more effec- tive when he uttered it. We were staggered and immediately on the defensive, for she looked intellectual and it made us feel shy. I just had an impression of a rather large blond woman. He is made up of a dozen people and the greater part of him is myself”. Perhaps he told almost too much, for when you had heard his lecture you felt that you really knew all you wanted to about them and it was quite unnec- essary to read their books.
What lies under the surface of the characters’ behavior? He asked me if I thought he could take his teeth out and I said, No, the deputa- tion would be coming in presently to say good-bye to him.
These were reprinted, in complete editions, in select editions, at a shilling and three and six and five shillings and a guinea. Rosie Driffield had an affair with the narrator in the story, William Ashenden who if you equate should be William Somerset Maugham himself! When there was a plot, it was a bit predictable. Mary-Ann was washing up.
I suppose years ago he had writ- ten to me several times, brief notes, but he was then an obscure scrib- bler and even if I ever kept letters it would never have occurred to me to keep his. I asked him what he thought of it.
You may say that they did not miss amusements they had never thought of, and that they created excitement for themselves from the small entertainment tea when you were asked to bring your music and you sang the songs of Maude Valerie White and Tosti caakes at infrequent intervals they offered one nad the days were very long; they were bored. Our editors will review what you’ve submitted, and if it meets our criteria, we’ll add it to the article.
It was a large room on the other side of the house, looking out on the same view as the dining room, with a bow window.
They form their sentences with unconscious care and say neither more nor less than they mean. He generally asked his interviewer to luncheon and seldom failed to make a good impres- sion on alle. Driffield used to remain in the churchyard while we were at work, not reading or sewing, but just mooning about; she seemed able to do nothing for an indefinite time without feeling bored.
His eyes, which looked upon the world with such a hearty candour, were bright and clear. Still, I tread through a few of his works because one never knows what one will find.
It is sadly frayed. We sat down by it and a demure waiter handed us the bill of fare. His style was analysed, his philosophy was examined, his tech- nique was dissected.
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Sir Hugh WalpoleBritish novelist, critic, and dramatist, a natural storyteller with a fine flow of words and romantic invention. I shouted to my aunt and she came downstairs, a pink spot from the excitement of seeing me on each of her withered cheeks, and threw her thin old arms round my neck.
But as we rode along I saw coming toward us the doctor in his dogcart. No one thought her wnd snob. And you have a holiday task, I presume?
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Wise, witty, deeply satisfying, Cakes and Ale is Maugham at his best. Most people who are interested in these things have at least looked through the works entitled Modern Novelists, Russian Fiction, and Some Writers; and few can deny that they ex- hibit a real feeling for literature and a charming personality. Ashenden known Roy well enough to know that Roy must want something.
And Rosie Driffield was a big ol’ slut. He listened to her with what looked like polite interest, putting in now and then a remark in a voice too low for me to catch, and when she made a jest she made them frequently and often good ones he gave a little chuckle and shot her PRODUCED BY UNZ.
That was indeed how I first made his acquaintance. They dwelt behind a mask of respectability.