"And it's really and truly she.

I don't understand either, even with my longer and closer opportunity.
But I'm like you," he added; "I can admire and rejoice even when I'm a little in the dark.

You see I've watched it for some three years, and especially for this last.

He wasn't so bad before it as I seem to have made out that you think--" "Oh I don't think anything now!" Strether impatiently broke in: "that is but what I DO think! I mean that originally, for her to have cared for him--" "There must have been stuff in him?
Oh yes, there was stuff indeed, and much more of it than ever showed, I dare say, at home.

Still, you know," the young man in all fairness developed, "there was room for her, and that's where she came in.