The Reef by Edith Wharton
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page 189 of 411 (45%)
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supposing that failed, and you saw I was determined to stay?
THEN you might think it your duty to tell Mrs. Leath." She laid the case before him with a cold lucidity. "I should, in your place, I believe," she ended with a little laugh. "I shouldn't feel justified in telling her, behind your back, if I thought you unsuited for the place; but I should certainly feel justified," he rejoined after a pause, "in telling YOU if I thought the place unsuited to you." "And that's what you're trying to tell me now?" "Yes; but not for the reasons you imagine." "What, then, are your reasons, if you please?" "I've already implied them in advising you not to give up all idea of the theatre. You're too various, too gifted, too personal, to tie yourself down, at your age, to the dismal drudgery of teaching." "And is THAT what you've told Mrs. Leath?" She rushed the question out at him as if she expected to trip him up over it. He was moved by the simplicity of the stratagem. "I've told her exactly nothing," he replied. |
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