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Mrs. Fisher restless. She feels that she is burgeoning or growing. She wants to talk to someone about her situation. She does not know who to turn. Mr. Wilkins plans on approaching her about her restlessness.
The description on the gardens and tress are breathing taking in this novel. Since the novel was written in 1922, the wording is classic; therefore, it reading and looking up words. The language is rich.
— 12 hours, 26 min ago
The description on the gardens and tress are breathing taking in this novel. Since the novel was written in 1922, the wording is classic; therefore, it reading and looking up words. The language is rich.
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Across the bay the lovely mountains, exquisitely different in colour, were asleep too in the light; and underneath her window, at the bottom of the flower-starred grass slope from which the wall of the castle rose up, was a great cypress, cutting through the delicate blues and violets and rose-colours of the mountains and the sea like a great black sword.
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Across the bay the lovely mountains, exquisitely different in colour, were asleep too in the light; and underneath her window, at the bottom of the flower-starred grass slope from which the wall of the castle rose up, was a great cypress, cutting through the delicate blues and violets and rose-colours of the mountains and the sea like a great black sword.
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How true it was what Ruskin said, that evil communications corrupted good manners.
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How true it was what Ruskin said, that evil communications corrupted good manners.
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There was no doubt whatever in Mrs Fisher's mind that a man was infinitely preferable as a companion to a woman. Mr Wilkins's presence and conversation at once raised the standard of the dinner-table from that of a bear garden - yes, a bear garden - to that of a civilized social gathering.
What she would dislike would be unripening, going back to something green.
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There was no doubt whatever in Mrs Fisher's mind that a man was infinitely preferable as a companion to a woman. Mr Wilkins's presence and conversation at once raised the standard of the dinner-table from that of a bear garden - yes, a bear garden - to that of a civilized social gathering.
What she would dislike would be unripening, going back to something green.
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'Oh, but in bitter wind to have nothing on and know there never will be anything on and you are going to get colder and colder till at last you die of it - that's what it was like, living with somebody who didn't lone one.'
'Really am I to understand,' she asked, 'that you propose to reserve the one spare-room for the exclusive use of your own family?'
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'Really am I to understand,' she asked, 'that you propose to reserve the one spare-room for the exclusive use of your own family?'
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'But wouldn't you prefer coming out and finding me well than coming out and finding me ill?' asked Scrap, smiling.
Rose's own experience was that goodness, the state of being good, was only reached with difficulty and pain.
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'But wouldn't you prefer coming out and finding me well than coming out and finding me ill?' asked Scrap, smiling.
Rose's own experience was that goodness, the state of being good, was only reached with difficulty and pain.
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Mr. Wilkins has arrived in San Salvatore. He and Mrs. Wilkins are getting along spliendly. Mr. Wilkins sees Mrs. Wilkins, Lotty, has having some use finally in his life. She has made acquaintances with Lady Caroline and Mrs. Fisher both lady with means and money who may need services as solicitor. Mrs. Wilkins thinks that it is San Salvatore that has changed Mr. Wilkins.
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Yet the four visitors, while their bodies sat - that was Mrs Fisher's - or lay - that was Lady Caroline's - or loitered - that was Mrs Arbuthnot's - or went in solitude up into the hills - that was Mrs Wilkins's - were anything but torpid really.
— Jul 30, 2026 04:15PM
Yet the four visitors, while their bodies sat - that was Mrs Fisher's - or lay - that was Lady Caroline's - or loitered - that was Mrs Arbuthnot's - or went in solitude up into the hills - that was Mrs Wilkins's - were anything but torpid really.
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A good read.....Mrs. Wilkins, Mrs. Arbuthnot, Lady Caroline, and Mrs. Fisher are deal with their individual and collective issues. Lady Caroline wants only be alone. Mrs. Wilkins sees the beauty of this place and wants Mr. Wilkins to join her, which he does. Mrs. Arbuthnot, is reminded of unhappy she really is, and wish her husband could be as he once was when they first met.
— Jul 30, 2026 04:10PM
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Mrs. Arbuthnot's conscience, made super sensitive by years of pampering, could not reconcile what she was doing with its own high standard of what was right.
They did not even know what horse was in Italian. It was contemptible to be so ignorant.
— Jul 27, 2026 07:07PM
Mrs. Arbuthnot's conscience, made super sensitive by years of pampering, could not reconcile what she was doing with its own high standard of what was right.
They did not even know what horse was in Italian. It was contemptible to be so ignorant.
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For years she had been able to be happy only by forgetting happiness.
To be missed, to be needed, from whatever motive, was, she thought, better than the complete loneliness of not being missed or needed at all.
Surely it was they who were taking Mrs. Fisher into their party, and not Mrs. Fisher who was taking them into it?
— Jul 27, 2026 07:04PM
For years she had been able to be happy only by forgetting happiness.
To be missed, to be needed, from whatever motive, was, she thought, better than the complete loneliness of not being missed or needed at all.
Surely it was they who were taking Mrs. Fisher into their party, and not Mrs. Fisher who was taking them into it?