"The bowl with all our happiness in it.

The bowl without the crack." For Mrs.Assingham too the image had its force, and the precious object shone before her again, reconstituted, plausible, presentable.

But wasn't there still a piece missing?
"Yet if he lets you alone and you only let him-- ?" "Mayn't our doing so, you mean, be noticed ?--mayn't it give us away?
Well, we hope not--we try not--we take such care.

We alone know what's between us--we and you; and haven't you precisely been struck, since you've been here," Maggie asked, "with our making so good a show ?" Her friend hesitated.

"To your father ?" But it made her hesitate too; she wouldn't speak of her father directly.
"To everyone.