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There was so much in the tone that Miss Gostrey had to devote another pause to the appreciation of it."And has he only HER? Idon't mean the bad woman in Paris," she quickly added--"for Iassure you I shouldn't even at the best be disposed to allow him more than one.But has he only his mother?""He has also a sister, older than himself and married; and they're both remarkably fine women.""Very handsome, you mean?"

This promptitude--almost, as he might have thought, this precipitation, gave him a brief drop; but he came up again.

"Mrs.Newsome, I think, is handsome, though she's not of course, with a son of twenty-eight and a daughter of thirty, in her very first youth.She married, however, extremely young.""And is wonderful," Miss Gostrey asked, "for her age?"Strether seemed to feel with a certain disquiet the pressure of it.

"I don't say she's wonderful.Or rather," he went on the next moment, "I do say it.It's exactly what she IS--wonderful.But I wasn't thinking of her appearance," he explained--"striking as that doubtless is.I was thinking--well, of many other things." He seemed to look at these as if to mention some of them; then took, pulling himself up, another turn."About Mrs.Pocock people may differ.""Is that the daughter's name--'Pocock'?"

"That's the daughter's name," Strether sturdily confessed.

"And people may differ, you mean, about HER beauty?""About everything."

"But YOU admire her?"

He gave his friend a glance as to show how he could bear this "I'm perhaps a little afraid of her.""Oh," said Miss Gostrey, "I see her from here! You may say then Isee very fast and very far, but I've already shown you I do.The young man and the two ladies," she went on, "are at any rate all the family?""Quite all.His father has been dead ten years, and there's no brother, nor any other sister.They'd do," said Strether, "anything in the world for him.""And you'd do anything in the world for THEM?"He shifted again; she had made it perhaps just a shade too affirmative for his nerves."Oh I don't know!""You'd do at any rate this, and the 'anything' they'd do is represented by their MAKING you do it.""Ah they couldn't have come--either of them.They're very busy people and Mrs.Newsome in particular has a large full life.She's moreover highly nervous--and not at all strong.""You mean she's an American invalid?"

He carefully distinguished."There's nothing she likes less than to be called one, but she would consent to be one of those things, Ithink," he laughed, "if it were the only way to be the other.""Consent to be an American in order to be an invalid?""No," said Strether, "the other way round.She's at any rate delicate sensitive high-strung.She puts so much of herself into everything--"Ah Maria knew these things! "That she has nothing left for anything else? Of course she hasn't.To whom do you say it? High-strung?

Don't I spend my life, for them, jamming down the pedal? I see moreover how it has told on you."Strether took this more lightly."Oh I jam down the pedal too!""Well," she lucidly returned, "we must from this moment bear on it together with all our might." And she forged ahead."Have they money?"But it was as if, while her energetic image still held him, her enquiry fell short."Mrs.Newsome," he wished further to explain, "hasn't moreover your courage on the question of contact.If she had come it would have been to see the person herself.""The woman? Ah but that's courage."

"No--it's exaltation, which is a very different thing.Courage,"he, however, accommodatingly threw out, "is what YOU have."She shook her head."You say that only to patch me up--to cover the nudity of my want of exaltation.I've neither the one nor the other.I've mere battered indifference.I see that what you mean,"Miss Gostrey pursued, "is that if your friend HAD come she would take great views, and the great views, to put it simply, would be too much for her."Strether looked amused at her notion of the simple, but he adopted her formula."Everything's too much for her.""Ah then such a service as this of yours--""Is more for her than anything else? Yes--far more.But so long as it isn't too much for ME--!""Her condition doesn't matter? Surely not; we leave her condition out; we take it, that is, for granted.I see it, her condition, as behind and beneath you; yet at the same time I see it as bearing you up.""Oh it does bear me up!" Strether laughed.

"Well then as yours bears ME nothing more's needed." With which she put again her question."Has Mrs.Newsome money?"This time he heeded."Oh plenty.That's the root of the evil.

There's money, to very large amounts, in the concern.Chad has had the free use of a great deal.But if he'll pull himself together and come home, all the same, he'll find his account in it."She had listened with all her interest."And I hope to goodness you'll find yours!""He'll take up his definite material reward," said Strether without acknowledgement of this."He's at the parting of the ways.He can come into the business now--he can't come later.""Is there a business?"

"Lord, yes--a big brave bouncing business.A roaring trade.""A great shop?"

"Yes--a workshop; a great production, a great industry.The concern's a manufacture--and a manufacture that, if it's only properly looked after, may well be on the way to become a monopoly.

It's a little thing they make--make better, it appears, than other people can, or than other people, at any rate, do.Mr.Newsome, being a man of ideas, at least in that particular line," Strether explained, "put them on it with great effect, and gave the place altogether, in his time, an immense lift.""It's a place in itself?"

"Well, quite a number of buildings; almost a little industrial colony.But above all it's a thing.The article produced.""And what IS the article produced?"