WereallHelen\'sactionstobegovernedbyatinymishap，suchasmayhappentoanyyoungmanorwoman？Canhumannaturebeconstructedonlinessoinsignificant？TheblunderinglittleencounteratHowardsEndwasvital。Itpropagateditselfwheregraverintercourselaybarren；
itwasstrongerthansisterlyintimacy，strongerthanreasonorbooks。
InoneofhermoodsHelenhadconfessedthatshestill“enjoyed“itinacertainsense。Paulhadfaded，butthemagicofhiscaressendured。
Andwherethereisenjoymentofthepasttheremayalsobereaction——propagationatbothends。
Well，itisoddandsadthatourmindsshouldbesuchseed-beds，andwewithoutpowertochoosetheseed。Butmanisanodd，sadcreatureasyet，intentonpilferingtheearth，andheedlessofthegrowthswithinhimself。Hecannotbeboredaboutpsychology。
Heleavesittothespecialist，whichisasifheshouldleavehisdinnertobeeatenbyasteam-engine。Hecannotbebotheredtodigesthisownsoul。MargaretandHelenhavebeenmorepatient，anditissuggestedthatMargarethassucceeded——sofarassuccessisyetpossible。Shedoesunderstandherself，shehassomerudimentarycontroloverherowngrowth。WhetherHelenhassucceededonecannotsay。
ThedaythatMrs。MuntralliedHelen\'sletterarrived。
ShehadposteditatMunich，andwouldbeinLondonherselfonthemorrow。
Itwasadisquietingletter，thoughtheopeningwasaffectionateandsane。DearestMeg，GiveHelen\'slovetoAuntJuley。TellherthatIlove，andhaveloved，hereversinceIcanremember。I
shallbeinLondonThursday。
Myaddresswillbecareofthebankers。
Ihavenotyetsettledonahotel，sowriteorwiretomethereandgivemedetailednews。IfAuntJuleyismuchbetter，orif，foraterriblereason，itwouldbenogoodmycomingdowntoSwanage，youmustnotthinkitoddifIdonotcome。Ihaveallsortsofplansinmyhead。
Iamlivingabroadatpresent，andwanttogetbackasquicklyaspossible。
Willyoupleasetellmewhereourfurnitureis。Ishouldliketotakeoutoneortwobooks；therestareforyou。
Forgiveme，dearestMeg。Thismustreadlikeratheratiresomeletter，butalllettersarefromyourlovingHelenItwasatiresomeletter，forittemptedMargarettotellalie。IfshewrotethatAuntJuleywasstillindangerhersisterwouldcome。Unhealthinessiscontagious。Wecannotbeincontactwiththosewhoareinamorbidstatewithoutourselvesdeteriorating。
To“actforthebest“mightdoHelengood，butwoulddoherselfharm，and，attheriskofdisaster，shekepthercoloursflyingalittlelonger。
Sherepliedthattheirauntwasmuchbetter，andawaiteddevelopments。
Tibbyapprovedofherreply。Mellowingrapidly，hewasapleasantercompanionthanbefore。Oxfordhaddonemuchforhim。Hehadlosthispeevishness，andcouldhidehisindifferencetopeopleandhisinterestinfood。Buthehadnotgrownmorehuman。
Theyearsbetweeneighteenandtwenty-two，somagicalformost，wereleadinghimgentlyfromboyhoodtomiddleage。Hehadneverknownyoung-manliness，thatqualitywhichwarmsthehearttilldeath，andgivesMr。Wilcoxanimperishablecharm。Hewasfrigid，throughnofaultofhisown，andwithoutcruelty。HethoughtHelenwrongandMargaretright，butthefamilytroublewasforhimwhatascenebehindfootlightsisformostpeople。
Hehadonlyonesuggestiontomake，andthatwascharacteristic。
“Whydon\'tyoutellMr。Wilcox？“
“AboutHelen？“
“Perhapshehascomeacrossthatsortofthing。“
“Hewoulddoallhecould，but——“
“Oh，youknowbest。Butheispractical。“
Itwasthestudent\'sbeliefinexperts。Margaretdemurredforoneortworeasons。PresentlyHelen\'sanswercame。
Shesentatelegramrequestingtheaddressofthefurniture，asshewouldnowreturnatonce。Margaretreplied，“Certainlynot；meetmeatthebankersatfour。“SheandTibbywentuptoLondon。Helenwasnotatthebankers，andtheywererefusedheraddress。Helenhadpassedintochaos。
Margaretputherarmroundherbrother。Hewasallthatshehadleft，andneverhadheseemedmoreunsubstantial。
“Tibbylove，whatnext？“
Hereplied:“Itisextraordinary。“
“Dear，yourjudgment\'softenclearerthanmine。
Haveyouanynotionwhat\'sattheback？“
“None，unlessit\'ssomethingmental。“
“Oh——that！“saidMargaret。“Quiteimpossible。“
Butthesuggestionhadbeenuttered，andinafewminutesshetookitupherself。Nothingelseexplained。AndLondonagreedwithTibby。
Themaskfelloffthecity，andshesawitforwhatitreallyis——acaricatureofinfinity。Thefamiliarbarriers，thestreetsalongwhichshemoved，thehousesbetweenwhichshehadmadeherlittlejourneysforsomanyyears，becamenegligiblesuddenly。Helenseemedonewithgrimytreesandthetrafficandtheslowly-flowingslabsofmud。ShehadaccomplishedahideousactofrenunciationandreturnedtotheOne。Margaret\'sownfaithheldfirm。Sheknewthehumansoulwillbemerged，ifitbemergedatall，withthestarsandthesea。Yetshefeltthathersisterhadbeengoingamissformanyyears。Itwassymbolicthecatastropheshouldcomenow，onaLondonafternoon，whilerainfellslowly。
Henrywastheonlyhope。Henrywasdefinite。
Hemightknowofsomepathsinthechaosthatwerehiddenfromthem，andshedeterminedtotakeTibby\'sadviceandlaythewholematterinhishands。
Theymustcallathisoffice。Hecouldnotwellmakeitworse。
ShewentforafewmomentsintoSt。Paul\'s，whosedomestandsoutoftheweltersobravely，asifpreachingthegospelofform。Butwithin，St。Paul\'sisasitssurroundings——echoesandwhispers，inaudiblesongs，invisiblemosaics，wetfootmarkscrossingandrecrossingthefloor。
Simonumentumrequiris，circumspice:itpointsusbacktoLondon。
TherewasnohopeofHelenhere。
Henrywasunsatisfactoryatfirst。Thatshehadexpected。HewasoverjoyedtoseeherbackfromSwanage，andslowtoadmitthegrowthofanewtrouble。Whentheytoldhimoftheirsearch，heonlychaffedTibbyandtheSchlegelsgenerally，anddeclaredthatitwas“justlikeHelen“toleadherrelativesadance。
“Thatiswhatweallsay，“repliedMargaret。
“ButwhyshoulditbejustlikeHelen？Whyshouldshebeallowedtobesoqueer，andtogrowqueerer？“
“Don\'taskme。I\'maplainmanofbusiness。
Iliveandletlive。Myadvicetoyoubothis，don\'tworry。
Margaret，you\'vegotblackmarksagainunderyoureyes。Youknowthat\'sstrictlyforbidden。Firstyouraunt——thenyoursister。
No，wearen\'tgoingtohaveit。Arewe，Theobald？“Herangthebell。“I\'llgiveyousometea，andthenyougostraighttoDucieStreet。Ican\'thavemygirllookingasoldasherhusband。“
“Allthesame，youhavenotquiteseenourpoint，“
saidTibby。
Mr。Wilcox，whowasingoodspirits，retorted，“I
don\'tsupposeIevershall。“Heleantback，laughingatthegiftedbutridiculousfamily，whilethefireflickeredoverthemapofAfrica。
Margaretmotionedtoherbrothertogoon。Ratherdiffident，heobeyedher。
“Margaret\'spointisthis，“hesaid。“Oursistermaybemad。“
Charles，whowasworkingintheinnerroom，lookedround。
“Comein，Charles，“saidMargaretkindly。
“Couldyouhelpusatall？Weareagainintrouble。“
“I\'mafraidIcannot。Whatarethefacts？
Weareallmadmoreorless，youknow，inthesedays。“
“Thefactsareasfollows，“repliedTibby，whohadattimesapedanticlucidity。“ThefactsarethatshehasbeeninEnglandforthreedaysandwillnotseeus。Shehasforbiddenthebankerstogiveusheraddress。Sherefusestoanswerquestions。
Margaretfindsherletterscolourless。Thereareotherfacts，butthesearethemoststriking。“
“Shehasneverbehavedlikethisbefore，then？“
askedHenry。
“Ofcoursenot！“saidhiswife，withafrown。
“Well，mydear，howamItoknow？“
Asenselessspasmofannoyancecameoverher。
“YouknowquitewellthatHelenneversinsagainstaffection，“shesaid。
“Youmusthavenoticedthatmuchinher，surely。“
“Ohyes；sheandIhavealwayshititofftogether。“
“No，Henry——can\'tyousee？——Idon\'tmeanthat。“
Sherecoveredherself，butnotbeforeCharleshadobservedher。Stupidandattentive，hewaswatchingthescene。
“Iwasmeaningthatwhenshewaseccentricinthepast，onecouldtraceitbacktotheheartinthelongrun。Shebehavedoddlybecauseshecaredforsomeone，orwantedtohelpthem。There\'snopossibleexcuseforhernow。Sheisgrievingusdeeply，andthatiswhyIamsurethatsheisnotwell。\'Mad\'istooterribleaword，butsheisnotwell。Ishallneverbelieveit。Ishouldn\'tdiscussmysisterwithyouifIthoughtshewaswell——troubleyouabouther，Imean。“
Henrybegantogrowserious。Ill-healthwastohimsomethingperfectlydefinite。Generallywellhimself，hecouldnotrealizethatwesinktoitbyslowgradations。Thesickhadnorights；theywereoutsidethepale；onecouldlietothemremorselessly。
Whenhisfirstwifewasseized，hehadpromisedtotakeherdownintoHertfordshire，butmeanwhilearrangedwithanursing-homeinstead。Helen，too，wasill。Andtheplanthathesketchedoutforhercapture，cleverandwell-meaningasitwas，drewitsethicsfromthewolf-pack。
“Youwanttogetholdofher？“hesaid。“That\'stheproblem，isn\'tit？Shehasgottoseeadoctor。“
“ForallIknowshehasseenonealready。“
“Yes，yes；don\'tinterrupt。“Herosetohisfeetandthoughtintently。Thegenial，tentativehostdisappeared，andtheysawinsteadthemanwhohadcarvedmoneyoutofGreeceandAfrica，andboughtforestsfromthenativesforafewbottlesofgin。“I\'vegotit，“hesaidatlast。“It\'sperfectlyeasy。Leaveittome。We\'llsendherdowntoHowardsEnd。“
“Howwillyoudothat？“
“Afterherbooks。Tellherthatshemustunpackthemherself。Thenyoucanmeetherthere。“
“But，Henry，that\'sjustwhatshewon\'tletmedo。
It\'spartofher——whateveritis——nevertoseeme。“
“Ofcourseyouwon\'ttellheryou\'regoing。
Whensheisthere，lookingatthecases，you\'lljuststrollin。Ifnothingiswrongwithher，somuchthebetter。Butthere\'llbethemotorroundthecorner，andwecanrunheruptoaspecialistinnotime。“
Margaretshookherhead。“It\'squiteimpossible。“
“Why？“
“Itdoesn\'tseemimpossibletome，“saidTibby；
“itissurelyaverytippyplan。“
“Itisimpossible，because——“Shelookedatherhusbandsadly。“It\'snottheparticularlanguagethatHelenandI
talkifyouseemymeaning。Itwoulddosplendidlyforotherpeople，whomIdon\'tblame。“
“ButHelendoesn\'ttalk，“saidTibby。“That\'sourwholedifficulty。Shewon\'ttalkyourparticularlanguage，andonthataccountyouthinkshe\'sill。“
“No，Henry；it\'ssweetofyou，butIcouldn\'t。“
“Isee，“hesaid；“youhavescruples。“
“Isupposeso。“
“Andsoonerthangoagainstthemyouwouldhaveyoursistersuffer。YoucouldhavegotherdowntoSwanagebyaword，butyouhadscruples。Andscruplesareallverywell。Iamasscrupulousasanymanalive，Ihope；butwhenitisacaselikethis，whenthereisaquestionofmadness——“
“Idenyit\'smadness。“
“Yousaidjustnow——“
“It\'smadnesswhenIsayit，butnotwhenyousayit。“
Henryshruggedhisshoulders。“Margaret！
Margaret！“hegroaned。“Noeducationcanteachawomanlogic。
Now，mydear，mytimeisvaluable。Doyouwantmetohelpyouornot？“
“Notinthatway。“
“Answermyquestion。Plainquestion，plainanswer。Do——“
Charlessurprisedthembyinterrupting。“Pater，wemayaswellkeepHowardsEndoutofit，“hesaid。
“Why，Charles？“
Charlescouldgivenoreason；butMargaretfeltasif，overtremendousdistance，asalutationhadpassedbetweenthem。
“Thewholehouseisatsixesandsevens，“hesaidcrossly。“Wedon\'twantanymoremess。“
“Who\'s\'we\'？“askedhisfather。“Myboy，pray，who\'s\'we\'？“
“IamsureIbegyourpardon，“saidCharles。
“Iappearalwaystobeintruding。“
BynowMargaretwishedshehadnevermentionedhertroubletoherhusband。Retreatwasimpossible。Hewasdeterminedtopushthemattertoasatisfactoryconclusion，andHelenfadedashetalked。Herfair，flyinghairandeagereyescountedfornothing，forshewasill，withoutrights，andanyofherfriendsmighthunther。
Sickatheart，Margaretjoinedinthechase。Shewrotehersisteralyingletter，atherhusband\'sdictation；shesaidthefurniturewasallatHowardsEnd，butcouldbeseenonMondaynextat3p。m。，whenacharwomanwouldbeinattendance。Itwasacoldletter，andthemoreplausibleforthat。Helenwouldthinkshewasoffended。AndonMondaynextsheandHenryweretolunchwithDolly，andthenambushthemselvesinthegarden。
Aftertheyhadgone，Mr。Wilcoxsaidtohisson:
“Ican\'thavethissortofbehaviour，myboy。Margaret\'stoosweet-naturedtomind，butImindforher。“
Charlesmadenoanswer。
“Isanythingwrongwithyou，Charles，thisafternoon？“
“No，pater；butyoumaybetakingonabiggerbusinessthanyoureckon。“
“How？“
“Don\'taskme。“Chapter35Onespeaksofthemoodsofspring，butthedaysthatarehertruechildrenhaveonlyonemood；theyareallfulloftherisinganddroppingofwinds，andthewhistlingofbirds。Newflowersmaycomeout，thegreenembroideryofthehedgesincrease，butthesameheavenbroodsoverhead，soft，thick，andblue，thesamefigures，seenandunseen，arewanderingbycoppiceandmeadow。ThemorningthatMargarethadspentwithMissAvery，andtheafternoonshesetouttoentrapHelen，werethescalesofasinglebalance。Timemightneverhavemoved，rainneverhavefallen，andmanalone，withhisschemesandailments，wastroublingNatureuntilhesawherthroughaveiloftears。
Sheprotestednomore。WhetherHenrywasrightorwrong，hewasmostkind，andsheknewofnootherstandardbywhichtojudgehim。Shemusttrusthimabsolutely。Assoonashehadtakenupabusiness，hisobtusenessvanished。Heprofitedbytheslightestindications，andthecaptureofHelenpromisedtobestagedasdeftlyasthemarriageofEvie。
Theywentdowninthemorningasarranged，andhediscoveredthattheirvictimwasactuallyinHilton。Onhisarrivalhecalledatallthelivery-stablesinthevillage，andhadafewminutes\'
seriousconversationwiththeproprietors。Whathesaid，Margaretdidnotknow——perhapsnotthetruth；butnewsarrivedafterlunchthataladyhadcomebytheLondontrain，andhadtakenaflytoHowardsEnd。
“Shewasboundtodrive，“saidHenry。“Therewillbeherbooks。
“Icannotmakeitout，“saidMargaretforthehundredthtime。
“Finishyourcoffee，dear。Wemustbeoff。“
“Yes，Margaret，youknowyoumusttakeplenty，“
saidDolly。
Margarettried，butsuddenlyliftedherhandtohereyes。Dollystoleglancesatherfather-in-lawwhichhedidnotanswer。Inthesilencethemotorcameroundtothedoor。
“You\'renotfitforit，“hesaidanxiously。
“Letmegoalone。Iknowexactlywhattodo。“
“Ohyes，Iamfit，“saidMargaret，uncoveringherface。“Onlymostfrightfullyworried。IcannotfeelthatHelenisreallyalive。Herlettersandtelegramsseemtohavecomefromsomeoneelse。Hervoiceisn\'tinthem。Idon\'tbelieveyourdriverreallysawheratthestation。IwishI\'dnevermentionedit。IknowthatCharlesisvexed。Yes，heis——“SheseizedDolly\'shandandkissedit。“There，Dollywillforgiveme。
There。Nowwe\'llbeoff。“
Henryhadbeenlookingatherclosely。Hedidnotlikethisbreakdown。
“Don\'tyouwanttotidyyourself？“heasked。
“HaveItime？“
“Yes，plenty。“
Shewenttothelavatorybythefrontdoor，andassoonastheboltslipped，Mr。Wilcoxsaidquietly:
“Dolly，I\'mgoingwithouther。“
Dolly\'seyeslitupwithvulgarexcitement。
Shefollowedhimontip-toeouttothecar。
“TellherIthoughtitbest。“
“Yes，Mr。Wilcox，Isee。“
“Sayanythingyoulike。Allright。“
Thecarstartedwell，andwithordinaryluckwouldhavegotaway。ButPorgly-woggles，whowasplayinginthegarden，chosethismomenttositdowninthemiddleofthepath。Crane，intryingtopasshim，ranonewheeloverabedofwallflowers。Dollyscreamed。Margaret，hearingthenoise，rushedouthatless，andwasintimetojumponthefootboard。Shesaidnotasingleword:hewasonlytreatingherasshehadtreatedHelen，andherrageathisdishonestyonlyhelpedtoindicatewhatHelenwouldfeelagainstthem。Shethought，“Ideserveit:Iampunishedforloweringmycolours。“Andsheacceptedhisapologieswithacalmnessthatastonishedhim。
“Istillconsideryouarenotfitforit，“hekeptsaying。
“PerhapsIwasnotatlunch。Butthewholethingisspreadclearlybeforemenow。“
“Iwasmeaningtoactforthebest。“
“Justlendmeyourscarf，willyou？Thiswindtakesone\'shairso。“
“Certainly，deargirl。Areyouallrightnow？“
“Look！Myhandshavestoppedtrembling。“
“Andhavequiteforgivenme？Thenlisten。
HercabshouldalreadyhavearrivedatHowardsEnd。We\'realittlelate，butnomatter。Ourfirstmovewillbetosenditdowntowaitatthefarm，as，ifpossible，onedoesn\'twantascenebeforeservants。Acertaingentleman“——hepointedatCrane\'sback——“won\'tdrivein，butwillwaitalittleshortofthefrontgate，behindthelaurels。Haveyoustillthekeysofthehouse？“
“Yes。“
“Well，theyaren\'twanted。Doyourememberhowthehousestands？“
“Yes。“
“Ifwedon\'tfindherintheporch，wecanstrollroundintothegarden。Ourobject——“
Heretheystoppedtopickupthedoctor。
“Iwasjustsayingtomywife，Mansbridge，thatourmainobjectisnottofrightenMissSchlegel。Thehouse，asyouknow，ismyproperty，soitshouldseemquitenaturalforustobethere。
Thetroubleisevidentlynervous——wouldn\'tyousayso，Margaret？“
Thedoctor，averyyoungman，begantoaskquestionsaboutHelen。Wasshenormal？Wasthereanythingcongenitalorhereditary？Hadanythingoccurredthatwaslikelytoalienateherfromherfamily？
“Nothing，“answeredMargaret，wonderingwhatwouldhavehappenedifshehadadded:“Thoughshedidresentmyhusband\'simmorality。“
“Shealwayswashighlystrung，“pursuedHenry，leaningbackinthecarasitshotpastthechurch。“Atendencytospiritualismandthosethings，thoughnothingserious。Musical，literary，artistic，butIshouldsaynormal——averycharminggirl。“
Margaret\'sangerandterrorincreasedeverymoment。
Howdarethesemenlabelhersister！Whathorrorslayahead！
Whatimpertinencesthatshelterunderthenameofscience！ThepackwasturningonHelen，todenyherhumanrights，anditseemedtoMargaretthatallSchlegelswerethreatenedwithher。“Weretheynormal？“
Whataquestiontoask！Anditisalwaysthosewhoknownothingabouthumannature，whoareboredbypsychologyandshockedbyphysiology，whoaskit。Howeverpiteoushersister\'sstate，sheknewthatshemustbeonherside。Theywouldbemadtogetheriftheworldchosetoconsiderthemso。
Itwasnowfiveminutespastthree。Thecarsloweddownbythefarm，intheyardofwhichMissAverywasstanding。
Henryaskedherwhetheracabhadgonepast。Shenodded，andthenextmomenttheycaughtsightofit，attheendofthelane。Thecarransilentlylikeabeastofprey。SounsuspiciouswasHelenthatshewassittingontheporch，withherbacktotheroad。Shehadcome。Onlyherheadandshoulderswerevisible。Shesatframedinthevine，andoneofherhandsplayedwiththebuds。Thewindruffledherhair，thesunglorifiedit；shewasasshehadalwaysbeen。
Margaretwasseatednexttothedoor。Beforeherhusbandcouldpreventher，sheslippedout。Sherantothegardengate，whichwasshut，passedthroughit，anddeliberatelypusheditinhisface。ThenoisealarmedHelen。Margaretsawherrisewithanunfamiliarmovement，and，rushingintotheporch，learntthesimpleexplanationofalltheirfears——hersisterwaswithchild。
“Isthetruantallright？“calledHenry。
Shehadtimetowhisper:“Oh，mydarling——“Thekeysofthehousewereinherhand。SheunlockedHowardsEndandthrustHelenintoit。“Yes，allright，“shesaid，andstoodwithherbacktothedoor。Chapter36“Margaret，youlookupset！“saidHenry。Mansbridgehadfollowed。
Cranewasatthegate，andtheflymanhadstooduponthebox。Margaretshookherheadatthem；shecouldnotspeakanymore。Sheremainedclutchingthekeys，asifalltheirfuturedependedonthem。Henrywasaskingmorequestions。Sheshookherheadagain。Hiswordshadnosense。SheheardhimwonderwhyshehadletHelenin。
“Youmighthavegivenmeaknockwiththegate，“wasanotherofhisremarks。
Presentlysheheardherselfspeaking。She，orsomeoneforher，said“Goaway。“Henrycamenearer。Herepeated，“Margaret，youlookupsetagain。Mydear，givemethekeys。WhatareyoudoingwithHelen？“
“Oh，dearest，dogoaway，andIwillmanageitall。“
“Managewhat？“
Hestretchedouthishandforthekeys。Shemighthaveobeyedifithadnotbeenforthedoctor。
“Stopthatatleast，“shesaidpiteously；thedoctorhadturnedback，andwasquestioningthedriverofHelen\'scab。A
newfeelingcameoverher；shewasfightingforwomenagainstmen。
Shedidnotcareaboutrights，butifmencameintoHowardsEnd，itshouldbeoverherbody。
“Come，thisisanoddbeginning，“saidherhusband。
Thedoctorcameforwardnow，andwhisperedtwowordstoMr。Wilcox——thescandalwasout。Sincerelyhorrified，Henrystoodgazingattheearth。
“Icannothelpit，“saidMargaret。“Dowait。
It\'snotmyfault。Pleaseallfourofyoutogoawaynow。“
NowtheflymanwaswhisperingtoCrane。
“Wearerelyingonyoutohelpus，Mrs。Wilcox，“
saidtheyoungdoctor。“Couldyougoinandpersuadeyoursistertocomeout？“
“Onwhatgrounds？“saidMargaret，suddenlylookinghimstraightintheeyes。
Thinkingitprofessionaltoprevaricate，hemurmuredsomethingaboutanervousbreakdown。
“Ibegyourpardon，butitisnothingofthesort。
Youarenotqualifiedtoattendmysister，Mr。Mansbridge。Ifwerequireyourservices，wewillletyouknow。“
“Icandiagnosethecasemorebluntlyifyouwish，“
heretorted。
“Youcould，butyouhavenot。Youare，therefore，notqualifiedtoattendmysister。“
“Come，come，Margaret！“saidHenry，neverraisinghiseyes。“Thisisaterriblebusiness，anappallingbusiness。
It\'sdoctor\'sorders。Openthedoor。“
“Forgiveme，butIwillnot。“
“Idon\'tagree。“
Margaretwassilent。
“Thisbusinessisasbroadasit\'slong，“contributedthedoctor。“Wehadbetterallworktogether。Youneedus，Mrs。Wilcox，andweneedyou。“
“Quiteso，“saidHenry。
“Idonotneedyouintheleast，“saidMargaret。
Thetwomenlookedateachotheranxiously。
“Nomoredoesmysister，whoisstillmanyweeksfromherconfinement。“
“Margaret，Margaret！“
“Well，Henry，sendyourdoctoraway。Whatpossibleuseishenow？“
Mr。Wilcoxranhiseyeoverthehouse。Hehadavaguefeelingthathemuststandfirmandsupportthedoctor。
Hehimselfmightneedsupport，fortherewastroubleahead。
“Itallturnsonaffectionnow，“saidMargaret。
“Affection。Don\'tyousee？“Resumingherusualmethods，shewrotethewordonthehousewithherfinger。“Surelyyousee。
IlikeHelenverymuch，younotsomuch。Mr。Mansbridgedoesn\'tknowher。That\'sall。Andaffection，whenreciprocated，givesrights。
Putthatdowninyournotebook，Mr。Mansbridge。It\'sausefulformula。“
Henrytoldhertobecalm。
“Youdon\'tknowwhatyouwantyourselves，“saidMargaret，foldingherarms。“ForonesensibleremarkIwillletyouin。Butyoucannotmakeit。Youwouldtroublemysisterfornoreason。Iwillnotpermitit。I\'llstandhereallthedaysooner。“
“Mansbridge，“saidHenryinalowvoice，“perhapsnotnow。“
Thepackwasbreakingup。Atasignfromhismaster，Cranealsowentbackintothecar。
“Now，Henry，you，“shesaidgently。Noneofherbitternesshadbeendirectedathim。“Goawaynow，dear。
Ishallwantyouradvicelater，nodoubt。ForgivemeifIhavebeencross。But，seriously，youmustgo。“
Hewastoostupidtoleaveher。NowitwasMr。Mansbridgewhocalledinalowvoicetohim。
“IshallsoonfindyoudownatDolly\'s，“shecalled，asthegateatlastclangedbetweenthem。Theflymovedoutoftheway，themotorbacked，turnedalittle，backedagain，andturnedinthenarrowroad。Astringoffarmcartscameupinthemiddle；butshewaitedthroughall，fortherewasnohurry。Whenallwasoverandthecarhadstarted，sheopenedthedoor。“Oh，mydarling！“shesaid。
“Mydarling，forgiveme。“Helenwasstandinginthehall。Chapter37Margaretboltedthedoorontheinside。Thenshewouldhavekissedhersister，butHelen，inadignifiedvoice，thatcamestrangelyfromher，said:
“Convenient！Youdidnottellmethatthebookswereunpacked。IhavefoundnearlyeverythingthatIwant。
“Itoldyounothingthatwastrue。“
“Ithasbeenagreatsurprise，certainly。
HasAuntJuleybeenill？“
“Helen，youwouldn\'tthinkI\'dinventthat？“
“Isupposenot，“saidHelen，turningaway，andcryingaverylittle。“Butonelosesfaithineverythingafterthis。“
“Wethoughtitwasillness，buteventhen——Ihaven\'tbehavedworthily。“
Helenselectedanotherbook。
“Ioughtnottohaveconsultedanyone。Whatwouldourfatherhavethoughtofme？“
Shedidnotthinkofquestioninghersister，norofrebukingher。Bothmightbenecessaryinthefuture，butshehadfirsttopurgeagreatercrimethananythatHelencouldhavecommitted——thatwantofconfidencethatistheworkofthedevil。
“Yes，Iamannoyed，“repliedHelen。“Mywishesshouldhavebeenrespected。Iwouldhavegonethroughthismeetingifitwasnecessary，butafterAuntJuleyrecovered，itwasnotnecessary。
Planningmylife，asInowhavetodo——“
“Comeawayfromthosebooks，“calledMargaret。
“Helen，dotalktome。“
“IwasjustsayingthatIhavestoppedlivinghaphazard。
Onecan\'tgothroughagreatdealof“——shemissedoutthenoun——“withoutplanningone\'sactionsinadvance。IamgoingtohaveachildinJune，andinthefirstplaceconversations，discussions，excitement，arenotgoodforme。Iwillgothroughthemifnecessary，butonlythen。
InthesecondplaceIhavenorighttotroublepeople。IcannotfitinwithEnglandasIknowit。IhavedonesomethingthattheEnglishneverpardon。Itwouldnotberightforthemtopardonit。
SoImustlivewhereIamnotknown。“
“Butwhydidn\'tyoutellme，dearest？“
“Yes，“repliedHelenjudicially。“Imighthave，butdecidedtowait。“
“Ibelieveyouwouldneverhavetoldme。“
“Ohyes，Ishould。WehavetakenaflatinMunich。“
Margaretglancedoutofwindow。
“By\'we\'ImeanmyselfandMonica。Butforher，Iamandhavebeenandalwayswishtobealone。“
“IhavenotheardofMonica。“
“Youwouldn\'thave。She\'sanItalian——bybirthatleast。Shemakesherlivingbyjournalism。ImetheroriginallyonGarda。Monicaismuchthebestpersontoseemethrough。“
“Youareveryfondofher，then。“
“Shehasbeenextraordinarilysensiblewithme。“
MargaretguessedatMonica\'stype——“ItalianoInglesiato“
theyhadnamedit:thecrudefeministoftheSouth，whomonerespectsbutavoids。AndHelenhadturnedtoitinherneed！
“Youmustnotthinkthatweshallnevermeet，“saidHelen，withameasuredkindness。“Ishallalwayshavearoomforyouwhenyoucanbespared，andthelongeryoucanbewithmethebetter。
Butyouhaven\'tunderstoodyet，Meg，andofcourseitisverydifficultforyou。Thisisashocktoyou。Itisn\'ttome，whohavebeenthinkingoverourfuturesformanymonths，andtheywon\'tbechangedbyaslightcontretemps，suchasthis。IcannotliveinEngland。“
“Helen，you\'venotforgivenmeformytreachery。
Youcouldn\'ttalklikethistomeifyouhad。“
“Oh，Megdear，whydowetalkatall？“Shedroppedabookandsighedwearily。Then，recoveringherself，shesaid:“Tellme，howisitthatallthebooksaredownhere？“
“Seriesofmistakes。“
“Andagreatdealofthefurniturehasbeenunpacked。“
“All。“
“Wholiveshere，then？“
“Noone。“
“Isupposeyouarelettingitthough——“
“Thehouseisdead，“saidMargaretwithafrown。
“Whyworryonaboutit？“
“ButIaminterested。YoutalkasifIhadlostallmyinterestinlife。IamstillHelen，Ihope。Nowthishasn\'tthefeelofadeadhouse。Thehallseemsmorealiveeventhanintheolddays，whenitheldtheWilcoxes\'ownthings。“
“Interested，areyou？Verywell，Imusttellyou，Isuppose。Myhusbandlentitonconditionwe——butbyamistakeallourthingswereunpacked，andMissAvery，insteadof——“Shestopped。
“Lookhere，Ican\'tgoonlikethis。IwarnyouIwon\'t。Helen，whyshouldyoubesomiserablyunkindtome，simplybecauseyouhateHenry？“
“Idon\'thatehimnow，“saidHelen。“Ihavestoppedbeingaschoolgirl，and，Meg，onceagain，I\'mnotbeingunkind。
ButasforfittinginwithyourEnglishlife——no，putitoutofyourheadatonce。ImagineavisitfrommeatDucieStreet！It\'sunthinkable。“
Margaretcouldnotcontradicther。Itwasappallingtoseeherquietlymovingforwardwithherplans，notbitterorexcitable，neitherassertinginnocencenorconfessingguilt，merelydesiringfreedomandthecompanyofthosewhowouldnotblameher。
Shehadbeenthrough——howmuch？Margaretdidnotknow。Butitwasenoughtopartherfromoldhabitsaswellasoldfriends。
“Tellmeaboutyourself，“saidHelen，whohadchosenherbooks，andwaslingeringoverthefurniture。
“There\'snothingtotell。“
“Butyourmarriagehasbeenhappy，Meg？“
“Yes，butIdon\'tfeelinclinedtotalk。“
“YoufeelasIdo。“
“Notthat，butIcan\'t。“
“NomorecanI。Itisanuisance，butnogoodtrying。“
Somethinghadcomebetweenthem。PerhapsitwasSociety，whichhenceforwardwouldexcludeHelen。Perhapsitwasathirdlife，alreadypotentasaspirit。Theycouldfindnomeeting-place。
Bothsufferedacutely，andwerenotcomfortedbytheknowledgethataffectionsurvived。
“Lookhere，Meg，isthecoastclear？“
“Youmeanthatyouwanttogoawayfromme？“
“Isupposeso——dearoldlady！itisn\'tanyuse。Iknewweshouldhavenothingtosay。GivemylovetoAuntJuleyandTibby，andtakemoreyourselfthanIcansay。PromisetocomeandseemeinMunichlater。“
“Certainly，dearest。“
“Forthatisallwecando。“
Itseemedso。MostghastlyofallwasHelen\'scommonsense:Monicahadbeenextraordinarilygoodforher。
“Iamgladtohaveseenyouandthethings。“
Shelookedatthebookcaselovingly，asifshewassayingfarewelltothepast。
Margaretunboltedthedoor。Sheremarked:
“Thecarhasgone，andhere\'syourcab。“
Sheledthewaytoit，glancingattheleavesandthesky。Thespringhadneverseemedmorebeautiful。Thedriver，whowasleaningonthegate，calledout，“Please，lady，amessage，“andhandedherHenry\'svisiting-cardthroughthebars。
“Howdidthiscome？“sheasked。
Cranehadreturnedwithitalmostatonce。
Shereadthecardwithannoyance。ItwascoveredwithinstructionsindomesticFrench。WhensheandhersisterhadtalkedshewastocomebackforthenighttoDolly\'s。“Ilfautdormirsurcesujet。“WhileHelenwastobefound“unecomfortablechambreà；
l\'hô；tel。“ThefinalsentencedispleasedhergreatlyuntilsherememberedthattheCharles\'hadonlyonespareroom，andsocouldnotinviteathirdguest。
“Henrywouldhavedonewhathecould，“sheinterpreted。
Helenhadnotfollowedherintothegarden。
Thedooronceopen，shelostherinclinationtofly。Sheremainedinthehall，goingfrombookcasetotable。ShegrewmoreliketheoldHelen，irresponsibleandcharming。
“ThisisMr。Wilcox\'shouse？“sheinquired。
“SurelyyourememberHowardsEnd？“
“Remember？Iwhoremembereverything！
Butitlookstobeoursnow。“
“MissAverywasextraordinary，“saidMargaret，herownspiritslighteningalittle。Againshewasinvadedbyaslightfeelingofdisloyalty。Butitbroughtherrelief，andsheyieldedtoit。“ShelovedMrs。Wilcox，andwouldratherfurnishherhousewithourthingsthanthinkofitempty。Inconsequencehereareallthelibrarybooks。“
“Notallthebooks。Shehasn\'tunpackedtheArtBooks，inwhichshemayshowhersense。Andweneverusedtohavetheswordhere。“
“Theswordlookswell，though。“
“Magnificent。“
“Yes，doesn\'tit？“
“Where\'sthepiano，Meg？“
“IwarehousedthatinLondon。Why？“
“Nothing。“
“Curious，too，thatthecarpetfits。“
“Thecarpet\'samistake，“announcedHelen。
“IknowthatwehaditinLondon，butthisflooroughttobebare。
Itisfartoobeautiful。“
“Youstillhaveamaniaforunder-furnishing。
Wouldyoucaretocomeintothedining-roombeforeyoustart？There\'snocarpetthere。
Theywentin，andeachminutetheirtalkbecamemorenatural。
“Oh，whataplaceformother\'schiffonier！“
criedHelen。
“Lookatthechairs，though。“
“Oh，lookatthem！WickhamPlacefacednorth，didn\'tit？“
“North-west。“
“Anyhow，itisthirtyyearssinceanyofthosechairshavefeltthesun。Feel。Theirlittlebacksarequitewarm。“
“ButwhyhasMissAverymadethemsettopartners？
Ishalljust——“
“Overhere，Meg。Putitsothatanyonesittingwillseethelawn。“
Margaretmovedachair。Helensatdowninit。
“Ye-es。Thewindow\'stoohigh。“
“Tryadrawing-roomchair。“
“No，Idon\'tlikethedrawing-roomsomuch。
Thebeamhasbeenmatch-boarded。Itwouldhavebeensobeautifulotherwise。“
“Helen，whatamemoryyouhaveforsomethings！
You\'reperfectlyright。It\'saroomthatmenhavespoiltthroughtryingtomakeitniceforwomen。Mendon\'tknowwhatwewant——“
“Andneverwill。“
“Idon\'tagree。Intwothousandyearsthey\'llknow。“
“Butthechairsshowupwonderfully。LookwhereTibbyspiltthesoup。“
“Coffee。Itwascoffeesurely。“
Helenshookherhead。“Impossible。Tibbywasfartooyoungtobegivencoffeeatthattime。“
“WasFatheralive？“
“Yes。“
“Thenyou\'rerightanditmusthavebeensoup。
Iwasthinkingofmuchlater——thatunsuccessfulvisitofAuntJuley\'s，whenshedidn\'trealizethatTibbyhadgrownup。Itwascoffeethen，forhethrewitdownonpurpose。Therewassomerhyme，\'Tea，coffee——coffee，tea，\'thatshesaidtohimeverymorningatbreakfast。Waitaminute——howdiditgo？“
“Iknow——no，Idon\'t。WhatadetestableboyTibbywas！“
“Buttherhymewassimplyawful。Nodecentpersoncouldhaveputupwithit。“
“Ah，thatgreengagetree，“criedHelen，asifthegardenwasalsopartoftheirchildhood。“WhydoIconnectitwithdumbbells？Andtherecomethechickens。Thegrasswantscutting。
Iloveyellow-hammers——“
Margaretinterruptedher。“Ihavegotit，“
sheannounced。\'Tea，tea，coffee，tea，Orchocolaritee。\'“Thateverymorningforthreeweeks。NowonderTibbywaswild。“
“Tibbyismoderatelyadearnow，“saidHelen。
“There！Iknewyou\'dsaythatintheend。
Ofcoursehe\'sadear。“
Abellrang。
“Listen！what\'sthat？“
Helensaid，“PerhapstheWilcoxesarebeginningthesiege。“
“Whatnonsense——listen！“
Andthetrivialityfadedfromtheirfaces，thoughitleftsomethingbehind——theknowledgethattheynevercouldbepartedbecausetheirlovewasrootedincommonthings。Explanationsandappealshadfailed；theyhadtriedforacommonmeeting-ground，andhadonlymadeeachotherunhappy。Andallthetimetheirsalvationwaslyingroundthem——thepastsanctifyingthepresent；thepresent，withwildheart-throb，declaringthattherewouldafterallbeafuture，withlaughterandthevoicesofchildren。Helen，stillsmiling，cameuptohersister。Shesaid，“ItisalwaysMeg。“Theylookedintoeachother\'seyes。Theinnerlifehadpaid。
Solemnlytheclappertolled。Noonewasinthefront。Margaretwenttothekitchen，andstruggledbetweenpacking-casestothewindow。Theirvisitorwasonlyalittleboywithatincan。
Andtrivialityreturned。
“Littleboy，whatdoyouwant？“
“Please，Iamthemilk。“
“DidMissAverysendyou？“saidMargaret，rathersharply。
“Yes，please。“
“Thentakeitbackandsaywerequirenomilk。“
WhileshecalledtoHelen，“No，it\'snotthesiege，butpossiblyanattempttoprovisionusagainstone。“
“ButIlikemilk，“criedHelen。“Whysenditaway？“
“Doyou？Oh，verywell。Butwe\'venothingtoputitin，andhewantsthecan。“
“Please，I\'mtocallinthemorningforthecan，“
saidtheboy。
“Thehousewillbelockedupthen。“
“InthemorningwouldIbringeggs，too？“
“AreyoutheboywhomIsawplayinginthestackslastweek？“
Thechildhunghishead。
“Well，runawayanddoitagain。“
“Nicelittleboy，“whisperedHelen。“Isay，what\'syourname？Mine\'sHelen。“
“Tom。“
ThatwasHelenallover。TheWilcoxes，too，wouldaskachilditsname，buttheynevertoldtheirnamesinreturn。
“Tom，thisonehereisMargaret。Andathomewe\'veanothercalledTibby。“
“Minearelop-eared，“repliedTom，supposingTibbytobearabbit。
“You\'reaverygoodandratheracleverlittleboy。
Mindyoucomeagain——Isn\'thecharming？“
“Undoubtedly，“saidMargaret。“HeisprobablythesonofMadge，andMadgeisdreadful。Butthisplacehaswonderfulpowers。“
“Whatdoyoumean？“
“Idon\'tknow。“
“BecauseIprobablyagreewithyou。“
“Itkillswhatisdreadfulandmakeswhatisbeautifullive。“
“Idoagree，“saidHelen，asshesippedthemilk。
“Butyousaidthatthehousewasdeadnothalfanhourago。“
“MeaningthatIwasdead。Ifeltit。“
“Yes，thehousehasasurerlifethanwe，evenifitwasempty，and，asitis，Ican\'tgetoverthatforthirtyyearsthesunhasnevershonefullonourfurniture。Afterall，WickhamPlacewasagrave。Meg，I\'veastartlingidea。“
“Whatisit？“
“Drinksomemilktosteadyyou。“
Margaretobeyed。
“No，Iwon\'ttellyouyet，“saidHelen，“becauseyoumaylaughorbeangry。Let\'sgoupstairsfirstandgivetheroomsanairing。“
Theyopenedwindowafterwindow，tilltheinside，too，wasrustlingtothespring。Curtainsblew，picture-framestappedcheerfully。Helenutteredcriesofexcitementasshefoundthisbedobviouslyinitsrightplace，thatinitswrongone。ShewasangrywithMissAveryfornothavingmovedthewardrobesup。“Thenonewouldseereally。“Sheadmiredtheview。ShewastheHelenwhohadwrittenthememorablelettersfouryearsago。Astheyleantout，lookingwestward，shesaid:“Aboutmyidea。Couldn\'tyouandIcampoutinthishouseforthenight？“
“Idon\'tthinkwecouldwelldothat，“saidMargaret。
“Herearebeds，tables，towels——“
“Iknow；butthehouseisn\'tsupposedtobesleptin，andHenry\'ssuggestionwas——“
“Irequirenosuggestions。Ishallnotalteranythinginmyplans。Butitwouldgivemesomuchpleasuretohaveonenightherewithyou。Itwillbesomethingtolookbackon。
Oh，Meglovey，dolet\'s！“
“But，Helen，mypet，“saidMargaret，“wecan\'twithoutgettingHenry\'sleave。Ofcourse，hewouldgiveit，butyousaidyourselfthatyoucouldn\'tvisitatDucieStreetnow，andthisisequallyintimate。“
“DucieStreetishishouse。Thisisours。
Ourfurniture，oursortofpeoplecomingtothedoor。Doletuscampout，justonenight，andTomshallfeedusoneggsandmilk。Whynot？It\'samoon。“
Margarethesitated。“IfeelCharleswouldn\'tlikeit，“shesaidatlast。“Evenourfurnitureannoyedhim，andIwasgoingtoclearitoutwhenAuntJuley\'sillnesspreventedme。
IsympathizewithCharles。Hefeelsit\'shismother\'shouse。
Helovesitinratheranuntakingway。HenryIcouldanswerfor——notCharles。“
“Iknowhewon\'tlikeit，“saidHelen。“ButIamgoingtopassoutoftheirlives。Whatdifferencewillitmakeinthelongruniftheysay，\'AndsheevenspentthenightatHowardsEnd\'？“
“Howdoyouknowyou\'llpassoutoftheirlives？
Wehavethoughtthattwicebefore。“
“Becausemyplans——“
“——whichyouchangeinamoment。“
“Thenbecausemylifeisgreatandtheirsarelittle，“
saidHelen，takingfire。“Iknowofthingstheycan\'tknowof，andsodoyou。Weknowthatthere\'spoetry。Weknowthatthere\'sdeath。Theycanonlytakethemonhearsay。Weknowthisisourhouse，becauseitfeelsours。Oh，theymaytakethetitle-deedsandthedoorkeys，butforthisonenightweareathome。“
“Itwouldbelovelytohaveyouoncemorealone，“
saidMargaret。“Itmaybeachanceinathousand。“
“Yes，andwecouldtalk。“Shedroppedhervoice。
“Itwon\'tbeaverygloriousstory。Butunderthatwych-elm——honestly，Iseelittlehappinessahead。CannotIhavethisonenightwithyou？“
“Ineedn\'tsayhowmuchitwouldmeantome。“
“Thenletus。“
“Itisnogoodhesitating。ShallIdrivedowntoHiltonnowandgetleave？“
“Oh，wedon\'twantleave。“
ButMargaretwasaloyalwife。Inspiteofimaginationandpoetry——perhapsonaccountofthem——shecouldsympathizewiththetechnicalattitudethatHenrywouldadopt。Ifpossible，shewouldbetechnical，too。Anight\'slodging——andtheydemandednomore——neednotinvolvethediscussionofgeneralprinciples。
“Charlesmaysayno，“grumbledHelen。
“Weshan\'tconsulthim。“
“Goifyoulike；Ishouldhavestoppedwithoutleave。“
Itwasthetouchofselfishness，whichwasnotenoughtomarHelen\'scharacter，andevenaddedtoitsbeauty。Shewouldhavestoppedwithoutleave，andescapedtoGermanythenextmorning。
Margaretkissedher。
“Expectmebackbeforedark。Iamlookingforwardtoitsomuch。Itislikeyoutohavethoughtofsuchabeautifulthing。“
“Notathing，onlyanending，“saidHelenrathersadly；andthesenseoftragedyclosedinonMargaretagainassoonassheleftthehouse。
ShewasafraidofMissAvery。Itisdisquietingtofulfilaprophecy，howeversuperficially。Shewasgladtoseenowatchingfigureasshedrovepastthefarm，butonlylittleTom，turningsomersaultsinthestraw。Chapter38Thetragedybeganquietlyenough，andlikemanyanothertalk，bytheman\'sdeftassertionofhissuperiority。Henryheardherarguingwiththedriver，steppedoutandsettledthefellow，whowasinclinedtoberude，andthenledthewaytosomechairsonthelawn。Dolly，whohadnotbeen“told，“ranoutwithoffersoftea。Herefusedthem，andorderedhertowheelbaby\'sperambulatoraway，astheydesiredtobealone。
“Butthediddumscan\'tlisten；heisn\'tninemonthsold，“shepleaded。
“That\'snotwhatIwassaying，“retortedherfather-in-law。
Babywaswheeledoutofearshot，anddidnothearaboutthecrisistilllateryears。ItwasnowtheturnofMargaret。
“Isitwhatwefeared？“heasked。
“Itis。“
“Deargirl，“hebegan，“thereisatroublesomebusinessaheadofus，andnothingbutthemostabsolutehonestyandplainspeechwillseeusthrough。“Margaretbentherhead。“Iamobligedtoquestionyouonsubjectswe\'dbothprefertoleaveuntouched。Asyouknow，IamnotoneofyourBernardShawswhoconsidernothingsacred。TospeakasImustwillpainme，butthereareoccasions——Wearehusbandandwife，notchildren。Iamamanoftheworld，andyouareamostexceptionalwoman。“
AllMargaret\'ssensesforsookher。Sheblushed，andlookedpasthimattheSixHills，coveredwithspringherbage。
Notinghercolour，hegrewstillmorekind。
“IseethatyoufeelasIfeltwhen——Mypoorlittlewife！Oh，bebrave！Justoneortwoquestions，andIhavedonewithyou。Wasyoursisterwearingawedding-ring？“
Margaretstammereda“No。“
Therewasanappallingsilence。
“Henry，IreallycametoaskafavouraboutHowardsEnd。“
“Onepointatatime。Iamnowobligedtoaskforthenameofherseducer。“
Sherosetoherfeetandheldthechairbetweenthem。Hercolourhadebbed，andshewasgrey。Itdidnotdispleasehimthatsheshouldreceivehisquestionthus。
“Takeyourtime，“hecounselledher。“Rememberthatthisisfarworseformethanforyou。“
Sheswayed；hefearedshewasgoingtofaint。
Thenspeechcame，andshesaidslowly:“Seducer？No；Idonotknowherseducer\'sname。“
“Wouldshenottellyou？“
“Ineverevenaskedherwhoseducedher，“saidMargaret，dwellingonthehatefulwordthoughtfully。
“Thatissingular。“Thenhechangedhismind。
“Naturalperhaps，deargirl，thatyoushouldn\'task。Butuntilhisnameisknown，nothingcanbedone。Sitdown。Howterribleitistoseeyousoupset！Iknewyouweren\'tfitforit。I
wishIhadn\'ttakenyou。“