Helen Leah Reed

Helen Leah Reed

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Portrait of Helen Leah Reed Helen Leah Reed,  Miss Theodora (1898)

“ There was your head in Kate's locket."
Ben looked annoyed. He felt that something had been told him which he had no right to hear. He did not know what to say.
"I'm losing my own head," he murmured; but to Miss Chatterwits—putting on a bold face—he said: "Oh, you must have seen Ernest's picture; you know we look alike;"—and he laughed, for no two faces could be more unlike.
But Miss Chatterwits shook her head. "Oh, no; I'm not blind. There's many other things I could tell you, too; but I speak for your own good, for I'm most as fond of you as I am of Kate."
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Portrait of Helen Leah Reed Helen Leah Reed,  Miss Theodora (1898)

“ You may think it impossible that a youth so well placed, as he was at Harvard, should have turned his back upon its paths of pleasantness for the narrower way that meant so much hard work. Yet Ernest had not allowed himself to be led or governed by an illusion. In the whole world the serious student, the man who has his own way to make, can find no better opportunity than at Harvard. No one could realize this better than Ernest himself, in that time of storm and stress when he had felt that the chart of his life must be mapped out by his own hand. ”
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Portrait of Helen Leah Reed Helen Leah Reed,  Miss Theodora (1898)

“ To saunter down Beacon Street to the club, to play a game of whist with a trio as idle as himself, to drive, never in those days to ride, to sit near uncongenial people at a tedious, if fashionable, dinner, to dance attendance on his wife or some other woman in the brilliant crushes imposed on all who would be thought on intimate terms with society—this, he knew, was not the life he had once planned. ”
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