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One of the sons might have married an actress, but they never referred to the calamity, and though the neigh- bours said it was dreadful, they took ostentatious care not to mention the theatre in the presence of the afflicted.
It was ho wonder that the duchess cried out that it was a lovely room. I slipped away while the others were having their coffee. My previous exposure to Maugham’s work was only through a couple of his short stories. If it had been my own property I should have put maughaj promptly in the kitchen stove.
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At other times he is very nostalgic and sweet bringing forward the realms of ,augham and love with great poetic gusto. Had I not xnd that he was in a prosperous state I should have suspected that he was going to borrow a hundred pounds from me. Who but the English would pay to see a dancer so decrepit that he can hardly put one foot soomerset the other and say to one another ad- miringly in the intervals: The first person singular is somedset very useful device for this limited purpose.
The main carrier for this particular cargo is Rosie’s character, which is carefully sketched as noble, warm, kind, generous, all-around adorable –and “innocently” promiscous, with Ashenden’s narration used to stack the deck and direct the reader’s impressions.
One of the difficulties that a man has to cope with as he goes through life is what to do about the persons with whom he has once been inti- mate and whose interest for him has in due course subsided.
No matter who they was. He came in, big, bluff, and hearty; his vitality shattered with a single gesture the frail construction I had been building out of the vanished past. I kept my eyes dreamily averted from the two persons who were ad- mauham toward me, but I felt that they were coming nearer, and through the corner of my eye I saw that they were a man and a wom- an.
Matthew Arnold, and whatever you might think of the book itself and she, Mrs. Sometimes he was extremely sarcastic and funny throwing literary barbs everywhere.
Cakes and Ale by W. Somerset Maugham
But people add other qualities to beauty — sublimity, human interest, tenderness, love — because beauty does not long content them. My lips outlined a dubious smile. The respectable residents of Blackstable would have dis- dained to enter it and, when they wanted a glass of bitter, went to the Bear and Key or the Duke of Kent.
I do not know that the people I lived among were pretentious in the sense of making themselves out to be richer or grander than they really were, amugham looking back it does seem to me that they lived a life full maugahm pretences.
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So too does the tone. His women difficultly come to life. He took his banjo, which was lying on the top of the cottage piano, tuned it, and began to sing. Greencourt went down to Mentone for six weeks, but she came back a few days ago.
A bit younger than Ashenden, he doesn’t understand or chooses to ignore the Victorian values of the time when Driffield started writing. I felt that to fall asleep with his image in my mind would ensure me a good night, I scribbled a note to Miss Fellows, knocked the ashes out of my pipe, put out the light in my sitting room, and went to bed.
Pres- mauhgam I saw a man strolling along. It was all very puzzling. The old man was pestered with people who wanted to see him and she had to husband his strength. Drif- field would not hear of it, but Driffield gave me a funny, amused little look, which made me think that he saw through my excuse so that I blushed scarlet, and he said: Driffield seems to think I can do it. I was staying with his widow over last week-end. They com- plained of his loud voice and his strident laugh — when he maughamm talking to somebody on one side of the street you heard every word he said from the other— and they thought his manners dreadful.
He generally asked his interviewer to luncheon and seldom failed to make a good impres- sion on him. And what do you do with the story itself, when you have the distinct idea that fundamentals have been shifted backstage, so that the author might keep his celebrity intact and keep selling books Somerset Maugham has always remained one of my favourite authors and re-reading this was a delight.
He stopped and shook hands with me. One thing I thought while reading this fantastic novel, I had my own respect and admiration to W. In winter the natives of Blackstable abd down the empty street with a hurried gait, screwing them- selves up in order to expose as little surface as possible to the bitterness of the east wind, but now they dawdled; they naugham about in groups in the space between the Duke of Kent and the Bear and Key.
They looked healthy, and though not tall for the most part were strong and active.
But, I admit, I have always thought the Shakespearian clowns tedious and their innumerable prog- eny insupportable. MOM offers witty and deadly examples of the upward Fame Game.
They had quite an argument about it. Kear is writing a book on the late Mr. Trivia About Cakes and Ale.
They were vain, pig-headed, and odd. Thirty years ago in literary circles God was all the fashion. This book was a pure delight. I knew him first soon after he resigned his secretaryship to devote himself exclusively to literature, and he was then a fine, upstanding young man, six feet high in his stockinged feet and of an athletic build, with broad shoulders and a confident carriage.
He travels with Kear to meet the second Mrs Driffield and engages in a conversations related to her deceased husband. I could not conceive that a man with a beard, who had sons as old as I, could have any feelings of that sort.
No one is more anxious to improve himself than he and he hopes he is still capable of learning. When we parted at the vic- arage gates I had not been able to avoid riding as far as this in their company Driffield said that if I found I could come with them next day I had better call for them as early as I could.
But I do think that, as Ted Driffield was born in the parish and is see- ing you almost every day, he might come to church occasionally.
I knew him well enough to be aware that he would not let the matter drop, and that I should be reminded of my transgression for years.