E. Nesbit

Name: Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV : TRAVELLER
Author: E. Nesbit

Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

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“Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV : TRAVELLER”, published in 1909, is a work by E. Nesbit. It explores elements such as Daphne, Doris and chestnut.

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ Hilary stood, one plain to be seen, amid the rout of dark-skinned, browbent, hurrying, preoccupied French folk talking with rapid speech and expansive gestures in the salle d’attente at the station.
“Tiens,” said Madame, in the act of “seeing off” Daphne and Doris, “behold an Englishman. How they are gross! How they are enormous! We will find for thee, my child, a woman serious who voyages to Calais. Look always on the ground, my child, and look not at the gentleman—mais du tout, du tout—never look at them in the face. And if they speak to you reply not at all.” ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ Doris asked, suddenly wide awake. “What a rosy face you’ve got, Daffy.”
“I was only saying,” answered St. Hilary, “that sensible people can easily forget things if they don’t want to remember them, especially dreams.”
“I can forget things, even if I want to remember them. Look at seven-times,” said Doris.
“And I,” said Daphne, “remember things even when I want to forget them.”
“I remember, and I want to remember,” said he, “but you needn’t.”
And then the train came into Calais, and they stepped out into gold sunshine and the fresh wind from the sea. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ She had carried the bouquet in a hand whose wrist ached as at the touch of red not iron, to the dormitory, and had hidden it behind her bed before she turned to meet the accusing eyes of Madame and to taste the supreme littleness of the utterly found out. The finding out had lacked the completeness she had first dreaded. She came back to the dormitory, shivering in the icy breath of an emotional reaction, and when she crept between the cold, coarse linen of her sheets she held in her hand a chill white rose. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ The heat of the April day, the agitations of departure, the rooting up of her life from the soil where it had grown so long, the loud interest of Doris in everyone’s luggage left Daphne little room to wonder who it was that the English master was meeting or seeing off. As the train hurried on she found enough to do in preventing the infuriation of the whole carriage by Doris, and in protecting her person and her roses from the adipose vivacity of her neighbour. So filled, time flies fleetly. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ Doris was asleep, a warm comfortable bunch, with its round head in the hollow of Daphne’s arm.
“She had all the keys, the big keys and the little keys and the middle-sized keys,” said St. Hilary, “and she counted them, and counted them, and counted them, and—— The dear’s asleep. Now we can talk—about everything in the world—can’t we?”
They did talk. Daphne talked as she had never talked before. You can’t pour out a pint of wine, without silly waste, till you find a pint measure to pour it into. Daphne had found the measure, and the measure rejoiced at the pure new wine that filled it. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ Daphne pursued relentlessly. “It was too bad!”
“Well, all men are brothers, you know, especially if they’re English; and if a lie is a thing that deceives, that wasn’t a lie—your little sister took care of that? ‘Qui est-ce?’ It was a wonderful moment.”
“Qui est-ce?” said Doris again. She had explored, and would explore again, but in a whirling rest-moment she had come to lean on Daphne’s knee and pull at her collar with pinky-black fingers.
“How do you do?” said St. Hilary, gravely, holding out a large hand in which the pinky paw was swallowed up. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ And, any way, he could afford himself a holiday, and the nine something left the town that morning.
French men of science tell us that love is a microbe, a bacillus, like the busy little beasts who bring us small-pox and typhoid and consumption and all other ill things. It is a comfortable theory, and explains much. The man who is sickening for small-pox does not know, as a rule, why his head feels like some tortured demon’s head and his back like a back that a sportive god has twisted between a playful finger and thumb. He knows that he feels like death, but he does not know why. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ Hilary to himself.
“And so, without adieu, good voyage,” said the principal.
St. Hilary expressed himself in terms as correct as were allowed by his humble French, and went off to pack a bag. Three days. One can go a very long way in the world of geography as in that of psychology in three days.
I can no longer disguise from the reader that Stephen St. Hilary was a very romantic young man. The passion for romance, for adventure, was as strong in him as in Daphne. But, whereas the passion in her had only led to school-girl escapades, with him it had led very much further than he wanted to go. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ When he had told her more of the real stuff of his life, which men call dreams, than he had ever told to any other human being, and when she had told him more than she knew—oh, but far more—there came a pause, only broken by the child’s even breathing. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ The passion of curiosity that leads a boy to try to see what beetles will do when transfixed by pins leads an—or at any rate led this—imaginative lad to try to find out what girls would or would not do when they were transfixed by the arrows of the Love-god. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ The lady addressed did in effect go as far as Calais.
“Permit, then,” said Madame, “that I recommend to your care this young girl and her little sister.” A catalogue of “musts” and “must nots” followed in voluble French, and Daphne was wedged into the crowded carriage. The white roses she carried were crushed by an enormous Frenchwoman on one side, and Doris, lithe and active as any eel, on the other. ”

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E. Nesbit, Daphne in Fitzroy Street — IV … (1909)

“ And they met, and then they were able to talk about all the things in the world and to grow into real friends, just as the prince wished, and——”
“You’re telling the story to Daphne and not me at all,” said Doris, “and it’s very dull anyway. Nothing’s happened at all, really, except the wonder-tree. Don’t you know any real stories?”
“There’s Bluebeard,” said St. Hilary, breaking a quite long pause.
“Oh, yes!” said Doris. “Daffy never lets anyone but her tell me that. I’d like to hear if you tell it like her.”
“No horrors,” whispered Daphne; “let the wives come to life again. ”

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