The House of Mirth Page #8
you could wipe your feet on them.
'Why don't you use
the letters?
'Lt would be so simple.
'Lt IS so simple.'
Here today I will tell you
about the plight
of the poor people
Please inform Mrs Dorset that Miss
Lily Bart wishes to speak with her.
Mrs Dorset is not at home, Miss Bart.
Then I should like
to speak with Mr Dorset.
I'm sorry, but the Mr and Mrs Dorset
left for the country two days ago.
Oh.
Shall I take a message?
No. No message.
I can recommend the armchair.
I came to say that I am sorry
for the way we parted.
For what I said to you
that day at Mrs Hatch's.
I was sorry, too.
You look tired.
Do sit down.
Why, you're drenched.
Let me make you some tea.
No. I must go in a moment.
I must go.
I may not see you
again for a long time
and I wanted to tell you
that I have never forgotten
the things that you
said to me at Bellomont.
That they have helped keep me
from becoming the person
that many people thought me to be.
I'm glad. But nothing I have said
has made the difference.
The difference is in yourself.
No, don't say that.
That is all that I have lived on.
Don't take that from me.
We resist the great temptations
but it is the little ones
that eventually pull us down.
such a life could never satisfy me
and I was ashamed to admit
that it could.
That is what I wanted
to thank you for.
I have tried. I have tried hard.
But life is difficult
and I am a useless person.
And now I am on the rubbish heap.
Lily...
can I help you?
You told me once that you could
help me only by loving me.
Well, you did love me
for a moment, and it helped me.
But that moment is gone.
And I let it go.
And one must go on living.
Lily, you mustn't speak in this way.
Things may change, but...
you could never go out of my life.
Let us be friends.
Then I shall feel safe
whatever happens.
What do you mean?
What's going to happen?
Nothing. Nothing is going to happen.
But I should like some tea now.
Goodbye, Lawrence.
Ten thousand dollars.
Ten... thousand dollars.
Oh, Lily!
Lily.
Miss Bart?
It's a great mercy.
May I... May I see her... alone?
Will it take long?
It won't take long.
Lily.
Oh, Lily.
I love you.
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