Chapters (61)
- Cover Page
- Title Page
- I: Mr. Eliot
- 2 • A friend advises
- 3 • The visitor from New York
- 4 • A girl from Boston
- 5 • Skating
- 6 • Tea
- 7 • The rendezvous and its aftermath
- 8 • He appears again
- 9 • The beautiful hour
- 10 • You’re some girl
- 11 • He leaves impressions
- 12 • Dinner at the Eliots’
- 13 • Lime Street
- 14 • Concerning the cathedral at Rheims
- II: Walter Vail
- 16 • Lilian suffers
- 17 • Aunt Tizzy in New York
- 18 • A tireless suitor
- 19 • Some shocking news
- 20 • A round of weddings
- 21 • On the Island
- 22 • An incident involvinga white boat
- III: Mrs. Eliot
- 24 • Signs of interest
- 25 • Lilian broods, Gilbert blushes
- 26 • Mrs. Eliot is surprised
- 27 • Lilian decides her fate
- 28 • A small kiss
- 29 • What does he intend to do?
- 30 • Abroad
- 31 • Looking at the moon
- 32 • The drumming of rain
- IV: Gilbert Finch
- 34 • The household fills up
- 35 • Something troubles Gilbert
- 36 • A visit from a brother
- 37 • After the crash
- 38 • A cure in England
- 39 • He does his best
- 40 • Dolly’s news
- 41 • Stretches of clear sky
- V: Irene
- 43 • A gulf between them
- 44 • The luncheon club
- 45 • Probably just a raccoon
- 46 • Concerning Irene
- 47 • The Blue Ruin
- 48 • The butterfly
- VI: Aunt Tizzy
- 50 • The wing
- 51 • The black dog
- 52 • Mrs. Eliot is missing
- 53 • Drinks at the country club
- 54 • Meeting again
- 55 • At Hawthorne’s grave
- 56 • Who always knew
- 57 • The hotel
- 58 • A new life
- A Biography of Susan Minot
But he was interrupted by Marian Wiggin’s bustling up to them and announcing that they had to come into the other room to hear the wonderful Victrola she’d bought Dickie for his birthday. Everyone sat and listened while she played one of the new songs, but no one got up to dance.
25 • Lilian broods, Gilbert blushes
25 • Lilian broods, Gilbert blushes
HOW IS your young man? Mrs. Eliot said, bringing a small vase of daffodils into Lilian’s room.
He’s not my young man, Lilian said.
Mrs. Eliot lifted one eyebrow.
He’s not, Lilian said.
Since Dickie Wiggin’s birthday she’d seen him exactly twice. Once when she’d gone with Marian and Dickie to see their house in Beverly Farms and Gilbert Finch had come along. They motored out on a fine April day and walked through the chilly rooms draped with white sheets. It was warmer outside and they lay on the beach without their coats and shoes and ate sandwiches the cook had made. Gilbert Finch knew all the names of the birds, hardly having to look. He was able to tell a bufflehead from a tiny speck dipping between waves. Lilian discovered that he was the sort of fellow who moves over on a bench to make room for a girl, not thinking that the girl might want to sit close.
You’ve been awfully irritable lately, Mrs. Eliot said. She’d pass Lilian’s door and see her sitting with a book, not reading, staring.
He doesn’t like me that way, Lilian said. Which is fine with me. Gilbert Finch was hardly the sort of fellow she pictured marrying. Still, she was oddly happy in his company and when she didn’t see him would become unaccountably sad, with his face in her mind.
No need to shout, Mrs. Eliot said and closed the door.
The second time she saw him was for lunch downtown. She’d mentioned she needed new ribbon and he took the hint. They didn’t go to a fancy place, but to one where they carried their plates from the bar to a little banquette. Lilian knew he was shy, but couldn’t get rid of the feeling that he did not seem to care if she were there or not. At moments, he seemed to be eating alone.