Henry Handel Richardson

Name: The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV
Author: Henry Handel Richardson

The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV (1910)

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“The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV”, published in 1910, is a work by Henry Handel Richardson. It explores elements such as Laura, Tilly and Bob.

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Henry Handel Richardson, The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV (1910)

“ People were meeting their friends, shopping, changing books at the library, eating ices at the confectioner’s, fruit at the big fruit-shop round the corner. There were a large number of high-collared young dudes, some Trinity and Ormond men with coloured hatbands, ladies with little parcels dangling from their wrists, and countless schoolgirls like themselves. Tilly grew momentarily livelier; her big eyes pounced, hawk-like, on every face she met, and her words to Laura became more disjointed than before. ”

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Henry Handel Richardson, The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV (1910)

“ On the eventful morning Tilly came to her room while she was dressing, and eyed her critically.
“Oh, I say, don’t put on that brown hat . . . for mercy’s sake! Bob can’t stand brown.”
But the brown was Laura’s best, and she demurred.
“Oh well, if you don’t care to look nice, you know . . .”
Of course she did; she was burning to. She even accepted the loan of a sash from her friend, because “Bob loves blue”; and went out feeling odd and unlike herself, in her everyday hat and borrowed plumes. ”

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Henry Handel Richardson, The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV (1910)

“ They were going to “do the block”, Tilly explained, and would meet Bob there; but they must first make sure that the drive had not disarranged their hair or the position of their hats; and she led the way to her aunt’s bedroom.
Laura, though she had her share of natural vanity, was too impatient to do more than cast a perfunctory glance at her reflected self. At this period of her life when a drive in a hired cab was enough of a novelty to give her pleasure, a day such as the one that lay before her filled her with unbounded anticipation. ”

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Henry Handel Richardson, The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV (1910)

“ His answer was to the effect that this year they jolly well expected to knock Ormond into a cocked hat.
Lunch threatened to be formidable. To begin with, Laura, whose natural, easy frankness had by this time all but been successfully educated out of her, Laura was never shyer with strangers than at a meal, where every word you said could be listened to by a tableful of people. ”

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Henry Handel Richardson, The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV (1910)

“ Finally, her efforts were crowned with success: she managed, by dint of glance and smile combined, to unhook a youth of her acquaintance from a group at a doorway, and to attach him to herself.
In high good humour now that her aim was accomplished, she set about the real business of the morning—that of promenading up and down. ”

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Henry Handel Richardson, The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV (1910)

“ Even Bob had to join in the ensuing boohoo, which went on and on till Laura thought the Uncle would fall down in a fit. Then for the third time he invited those present to join him in summoning the cats, murmured something about “humping his bluey”, and went out into the hall, where they heard him swinging Thumbby “round the world”.
It was all the Aunt could do to mollify Tilly, who was enraged to the point of tears. “I’ve never worn a bustle in my life! Uncle’s a perfect FOOL! I’ve never met such a fool as he is!” ”

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Henry Handel Richardson, The Getting of Wisdom — Chapter XIV (1910)

“ Put not your trust in Robert! He’s always on with the new love before he’s off with the old. You ask him whose glove he’s still cherishing in the pocket next his heart.”
Bob pushed his plate from him and, for a moment, seemed about to leave the table. Laura could not lift her eyes. Tilly chewed in angry silence.
Here, however, the child made a diversion.
“You’re a lady-kilda yourself, pa.”
“Me, Thumbkin?—Mother, d’you hear that?—Then it’s the whiskers, Thumbby. Ladies love whiskers—or a fine drooping moustache, like my son Bob’s.” ”

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