The Secret Places of the Heart

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Author: H. G. Wells
means,
Masterrarry.
    "Yew'd look silly if a policeman came along arsting people if they seen
a goldennimage.
    "Arst yer 'ow you come by it and look pretty straight at you."
    All of which grumblings Master Harry treated with an experienced
disregard. He knew definitely that he would never relinquish this bright
and lovely possession again. It was the first beautiful thing he had
ever possessed. He was the darling of fond and indulgent parents and his
nursery was crowded with hideous rag and sawdust dolls, golliwogs, comic
penguins, comic lions, comic elephants and comic policemen and every
variety of suchlike humorous idiocy and visual beastliness. This figure,
solid, delicate and gracious, was a thing of a different order.
    There was to be much conflict and distress, tears and wrath, before
the affinity of that clean-limbed, shining figure and his small soul was
recognized. But he carried his point at last. The Mercury became his
inseparable darling, his symbol, his private god, the one dignified
and serious thing in a little life much congested by the quaint, the
burlesque, and all the smiling, dull condescensions of adult love.

Chapter the Fourth - At Maidenhead
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Section 1
    The little Charmeuse was towed to hospital and the two psychiatrists
took up their quarters at the Radiant Hotel with its pleasant lawns and
graceful landing stage at the bend towards the bridge. Sir Richmond,
after some trying work at the telephone, got into touch with his own
proper car. A man would bring the car down in two days' time at latest,
and afterwards the detested coupe could go back to London. The day was
still young, and after lunch and coffee upon a sunny lawn a boat seemed
indicated. Sir Richmond astonished the doctor by going to his room,
reappearing dressed in tennis flannels and looking very well in them. It
occurred to the doctor as a thing hitherto unnoted that Sir Richmond was
not indifferent to his personal appearance. The doctor had no flannels,
but he had brought a brown holland umbrella lined with green that he had
acquired long ago in Algiers, and this served to give him something of
the riverside quality.
    The day was full of sunshine and the river had a Maytime animation. Pink
geraniums, vivid green lawns, gay awnings, bright glass, white paint and
shining metal set the tone of Maidenhead life. At lunch there had been
five or six small tables with quietly affectionate couples who talked in
undertones, a tableful of bright-coloured Jews who talked in overtones,
and a family party from the Midlands, badly smitten with shyness, who
did not talk at all. "A resort, of honeymoon couples," said the doctor,
and then rather knowingly: "Temporary honeymoons, I fancy, in one or two
of the cases."
    "Decidedly temporary," said Sir Richmond, considering the company—"in
most of the cases anyhow. The two in the corner might be married. You
never know nowadays."
    He became reflective....
    After lunch and coffee he rowed the doctor up the river towards
Cliveden.
    "The last time I was here," he said, returning to the subject, "I was
here on a temporary honeymoon."
    The doctor tried to look as though he had not thought that could be
possible.
    "I know my Maidenhead fairly well," said Sir Richmond. "Aquatic
activities, such as rowing, punting, messing about with a boat-hook,
tying up, buzzing about in motor launches, fouling other people's boats,
are merely the stage business of the drama. The ruling interests of this
place are love—largely illicit—and persistent drinking.... Don't you
think the bridge charming from here?"
    "I shouldn't have thought—drinking," said Dr. Martineau, after he had
done justice to the bridge over his shoulder.
    "Yes, the place has a floating population of quiet industrious soakers.
The incurable river man and the river girl end at that."
    Dr. Martineau encouraged Sir Richmond by an appreciative silence.
    "If we are to explore the secret places of the heart," Sir Richmond went
on, "we shall have to give some
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