We weren't in the least bound to THAT.

It was 'filling out' enough to miss you as we did." But Chad rather oddly insisted, though under the high lamp at their corner, where they paused, he had at first looked as if touched by Strether's allusion to the long sense, at home, of his absence.

"What I mean is you must have imagined." "Imagined what ?" "Well--horrors." It affected Strether: horrors were so little--superficially at least--in this robust and reasoning image.

But he was none the less there to be veracious.

"Yes, I dare say we HAVE imagined horrors.