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Howells, William Dean, 1837-1920

"Fennel and Rue"

But, to be categorical,
I haven't, mother."
"Oh, of course not. Did you think she would be so easily silenced?"
"I did what I could to crush her into silence."
"Yes, and you did quite right; I am more and more convinced of that. But
such a very tough young person might have refused to stay crushed. She
might very naturally have got herself into shape again and smoothed out
the creases, at least so far to try some further defence."
"It seems that she hasn't," Verrian said, still darkly, but not so
frowningly.
"I should have fancied," his mother suggested, "that if she had wanted to
open a correspondence with you--if that was her original object--she
would not have let it drop so easily."
"Has she let it drop easily? I thought I had left her no possible chance
of resuming it."
"That is true," his mother said, and for the time she said no more about
the matter.
Not long after this he came home from the magazine office and reported to
her from Armiger that the story was catching on more and more with the
best class of readers. The editor had shown Verrian some references to
it in newspapers of good standing and several letters about it.
"I thought you might like to look at the letters," Verrian said, and he
took some letters from his pocket and handed them to her across the
lunch-table.


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