We know you as the hero of the drama, and we're gathered to see what you'll do." Strether looked at her a moment with a light perhaps slightly obscured.
"I think that must be why the hero has taken refuge in this corner.
He's scared at his heroism--he shrinks from his part." "Ah but we nevertheless believe he'll play it.

That's why," Miss Barrace kindly went on, "we take such an interest in you.

We feel you'll come up to the scratch." And then as he seemed perhaps not quite to take fire: "Don't let him do it." "Don't let Chad go ?" "Yes, keep hold of him.

With all this"-- and she indicated the general tribute--"he has done enough.

We love him here--he's charming." "It's beautiful," said Strether, "the way you all can simplify when you will." But she gave it to him back.