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THE BOSTONIANS

A NOVEL

BY HENRY JAMES

IN TWO VOLUMES

VOL. I

MACMILLAN AND CO., LIMITED
ST. MARTIN'S STREET, LONDON
1921

First Published in 1886

BOOK FIRST

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VIII
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BOOK SECOND

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BOOK FIRST

I

"Olive will come down in about ten minutes; she told me to tell youthat. About ten; that is exactly like Olive. Neither five nor fifteen,and yet not ten exactly, but either nine or eleven. She didn't tell meto say she was glad to see you, because she doesn't know whether she isor not, and she wouldn't for the world expose herself to telling a fib.She is very honest, is Olive Chancellor; she is full of rectitude.Nobody tells fibs in Boston; I don't know what to make of them all.Well, I am very glad to see you, at any rate."

These words were spoken with much volubility by a fair, plump, smilingwoman who entered a narrow drawing-room in which a visitor, kept waitingfor a few moments, was already absorbed in a book. The gentleman had noteven needed to sit down to become interested: apparently he had taken upthe volume from a table as soon as he came in, and, standing there,after a single glance round the apartment, had lost himself in itspages. He threw it down at the approach of Mrs. Luna, laughed, shookhands with her, and said in answer to her last remark, "You imply thatyou do tell fibs. Perhaps that is one."

"Oh no; there is nothing wonderful in my being glad to see you," Mrs.Luna rejoined, "when I tell you that I have been three long weeks inthis unprevaricating city."