The Parlor Car by William Dean Howells
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MISS GALBRAITH: "Oh! THAT! That was a great while ago! I thought
you meant something quite recent." A sound as of the approaching tram is heard in the distance. She gives a start, and then leaves her chair again for one a little nearer his. "I thought perhaps you meant about--last night." MR. RICHARDS: "Well." MISS GALBRAITH, very judicially: "I don't think it was RASH, exactly. No, not RASH. It might not have been very KIND not to--to- -trust you more, when I knew that you didn't mean anything; but--No, I took the only course I could. Nobody could have done differently under the circumstances. But if I caused you any pain, I'm very sorry; oh, yes, very sorry indeed. But I was not precipitate, and I know I did right. At least I TRIED to act for the best. Don't you believe I did?" MR. RICHARDS: "Why, if you have no doubt upon the subject, my opinion is of no consequence." MISS GALBRAITH: "Yes. But what do you think? If you think differently, and can make me see it differently, oughtn't you to do so?" MR. RICHARDS: "I don't see why. As you say, all is over between us." MISS GALBRAITH: "Yes." After a pause, "I should suppose you would care enough for yourself to wish me to look at the matter from the right point of view." |
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