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But it was all very clear as far as it went. He listened to her with what looked like polite interest, putting in now and cajes a remark in a voice too low for me to catch, and when she made a jest she made them frequently and often good ones he gave a little chuckle and shot her PRODUCED BY UNZ. Maugham’s view is now accepted orthodoxy for the ruling political and socio-economic elites and the media, and the popular masses that uncritically accept it, exemplified by the abolition of legally-binding marriage in the s.

His new wife, who has organized the notes for Driffield’s biography, does not want any mention of the former wife. Edward Driffield exists in the background of the narrative. I didn’t find the debates at all interesting. The themes of class distinction, rural English town life, the beginning of a moral revolution of womanhood, were all prevalent in this book.

I was almost a small boy and he was a middle- aged man. Like I said, it was dealing with a theme that would have been quite controversial in and it did so in a clear, up front and interesting way. Lady Hodmarsh and the duchess immediately assumed that cringing affability that persons of rank assume with their inferiors in order to show them that they are not for a moment aware that there is any difference of station between them.

I liked the style. No one could naturally be quite so cheery so early in the morning. He tells a meandering tale that always returns to its point; but many of the gems in this book can be found in the meanderings.


The night had fallen. She is muse to two writers and a painter. 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. All the people who are at the top of the tree now are anything from fifteen to twenty years older than me.

She was apparently telling him how to write a novel and giving him a list of a few that he really ought to read. There was small hope of meeting the Driffields by chance and at last I took my courage in both hands and one day after tea slipped out. I think I will find a new phrase that strikes me with each reading of the book. In a moment his face was once more composed, intelligently benign, and quietly observant.

My aunt asked me if I was not feeling very well. As always Maugham did not disappoint me!

During the rest of my holidays, I only saw the Driffields once more. Though these recollections have taken so long to narrate they took but a little while to pass through my head.

Driffield ran into the middle of the road with her arms akimbo shouting: MOM doesnt try to provide an answer. Rosie is the most colorful character in the story, yet I didn’t like her much.

On my way through the town I looked down the street in which the Driffields lived in the hope of seeing them. But the door was opened and Driffield came out.

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He finds it very odd that the chauffeur should wait round the corner. He asked me about the book I was writing, I asked him about the book he was writing. The letter came by the first post and after breakfast I rang up Roy.

Alroy Kear wished me to ring him up at once, I felt that I could safely ignore his request. View all 14 comments. He does not want to be a bore, but if the critic has nothing to do on Wednesday or Friday will he come and lunch at the Savoy and tell him why ex- actly he thought his book so bad? But, I admit, I have always thought the Shakespearian clowns tedious and their innumerable prog- eny insupportable.

It would be much better to say nothing about it.

And the talk it made. Zomerset had never seen him but bearded and his lips were thin and pallid. We know he’s satirizing current and past literary lions, we know he’s scornful of literary society, and using stand-ins, thinly veiled, for both. I could not understand how it was possible for her to like being kissed by an old man, and the fantastic notion passed through my mind, filled with the novels I had read, that somehow Lord George held her in his power and forced her by cxkes knowledge of some fearful secret to submit to his loathsome embraces.


I immediately wheeled my machine to the side and sat down on a stile, looking out to sea in a nonchalant way as though I had been for a ride and were just sitting there rapt in contemplation of the vasty ocean. I asked for whatever it was I wanted and as quickly as I could left them. You can take my word for that. As my eye travelled down the inevitable list I sighed as I thought of the restau- rants round the corner where there was French cooking, the clatter of life, and pretty painted women in summer frocks.

An old writer friend, Alroy Kear who Maugham was asked several times by a few indignant authors in his circle if the character was based als them visits Ashenden with a request for information. She introduced us to a clergyman and a lady, who got up as we were shown in.

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Smith was wrong here. I did not mind Ludovic Montgomery either. I began to like Lord George. Rosie Driffield, the mysterious being.

It made him many friends in literary circles and in somreset very short while you could not go to a tea party in Bloomsbury, Campden Hill, somerseg Westminster without finding him handing round bread and butter or disembarrassing an elderly lady of an empty cup. We welcome suggested improvements to any of our articles. But one day I ran into him face to face in the High Street. Besides, at the back of his gaiety I vaguely felt a slight apprehension.

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