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Comparative Chart by Category: Punctuation
| FAE | EWPFAE | FBE |
| . . . and with the fading of the landscape those fervid hours had faded, too. (274) | . . . and with the fading of the landscape those fervid hours had faded too. (274) | . . . and with the fading of the landscape those fervid hours had faded too. (144) |
While skimming through the MME, I noticed that MME is closer to the FBE in terms of using commas to separate modifiers when two modifiers are placed before a noun. However, as the chart illustrates, MME is more consistent than the FBE in terms of using comma to separate modifiers.
| Chapter & Criteria | MSS *YCAL MSS 42 box 12 f. 351 | MME *Chapter 1 appears in February 1917 issue | FAE | EWPFAE | FBE |
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . asked in a pleasant abrupt voice; (10) | . . . asked in a pleasant, abrupt voice; (8) | . . . asked in a pleasant abrupt voice; (15) | . . . asked in a pleasant abrupt voice; (15) | . . . asked in a pleasant, abrupt voice; (7) |
| Ch 1 Punc | There it lay, a weather-beaten sunburnt village of the hills . . . (5) | There it lay, a weather-beaten, sunburnt village of the hills . . . (8) | There it lay, a weather-beaten sunburnt village of the hills . . . (10) | There it lay, a weather-beaten sunburnt village of the hills . . . (10) | There it lay, a weather-beaten sunburnt village of the hills . . . (5) |
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . the tall cobwebby volumes from a distant shelf. (12) | . . . the tall, cobwebby volumes from a distant shelf. (8) | . . . the tall cobwebby volumes from a distant shelf. (16) | . . . the tall cobwebby volumes from a distant shelf. (16) | . . . the tall cobwebby volumes from a distant shelf. (7) |
For a detailed discussion on the impact of punctuation variations, visit Literary Analysis section.
Comparative Chart: Punctuation
| No. | Chapter & Criteria | Summer, First American Edition (FAE) | Summer, First American Edition with Wharton’s corrections (EWPFAE) | Summer, First British Edition (FBE) |
| Ch 1 Punc | The springlike transparent sky shed a rain of silver sunshine on the roofs of the village, and on the pastures and larchwoods surrounding it. (7) | The spring-like transparent sky shed a rain of silver sunshine on the roofs of the village and on the pastures and larchwoods surrounding it. (3) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . he wore city clothes, and that . . . (8) | . . . he wore “city clothes,” and that . . . (3) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | But about a year before, Mr. Miles, the new . . . (9) | But about a year before Mr. Miles, the new . . . (4) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . occasion in her life: “My child, you must never cease to remember that it was Mr. Royall who brought you down from the Mountain.” (11) | . . . occasion in her life, “My child, you must never cease to remember that it was Mrs. Royall who brought you down from the Mountain.” (5) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . aware of Annabel Balch of Springfield, . . . (12) | . . . aware of Annabel Balch, of Springfield, . . . (6) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . with a listless step she took off . . . (14) | . . . with a listless step, she took off . . . (6) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . the long vault-like room, his hands . . . (14) | . . . the long, vault-like room, his hands . . . (7) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . asked in a pleasant abrupt voice; (15) | . . . asked in a pleasant, abrupt voice; (7) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . thread of his remark, did not . . . (15) | . . . thread of his remark did not . . . (7) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . rejoined with a sigh: “I’m afraid I can’t help you much.” (15) | . . . rejoined with a sigh, “I’m afraid I can’t help you much.” (7) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . bewilderment was complete: the more . . . (17) | . . . bewilderment was complete; the more . . . (8) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . a limp weakly book that . . . (18) | . . . a limp, weakly book that . . . (9) | ||
| Ch 1 Punc | . . . he said again. She knew . . . (19) | . . . he said again; and she knew . . . (9) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . emerged was still empty: and after glancing up . . . (20) | . . . emerged was still empty; and after glancing up . . . (10) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . the slope, tossed off her hat and hid her . . . (21) | . . . the slope, tossed off her hat, and hid her . . . (10) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . at intervals, “Uncle Tom’s Cabin,” or “Opening of a Chestnut Burr,” or Longfellow. (22) | . . . at intervals, “Uncle Tom’s Cabin,” or “Opening a Chestnut Burr,” or Longfellow. (22) | . . . at intervals, “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” or “Opening a Chestnut Burr,” or Longfellow. (11) | |
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . lawyer Royall was “the biggest man in North dormer”; (22) | . . . Lawyer Royall was “the biggest” man in North dormer; (11) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . a fan-shaped support, which Mr. Royall . . . (23) | . . . a fan-shaped support which Mr. Royall . . . (11) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . answered shortly, “You ain’t going,” and . . . (25) | . . . answered shortly: “You ain’t going,” and . . . (12) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | Therefore, when Miss Hatchard sent for . . . (25) | Therefore when Miss Hatchard sent for . . . (13) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . said Charity harshly; and Miss Hatchard . . . (26) | . . . said Charity, harshly, and Miss Hatchard . . . (13) | ||
| Ch.2 Punc | He wound up confidentially: “I was a damn fool . . . (28) | “After all,” he said confidentially, “I was a damn fool . . . (14) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . the crash of the cupboard panel, but instead . . . (29) | . . . the crash of the cupboard panel. But instead . . . (29) | . . . the crash of the cupboard panel. But instead . . . (14-15) | |
| Ch 2 Punc | . . . heard him, after an interval, unlock the door . . . (29) | . . . heard him unlock the door . . . (15) | ||
| Ch 2 Punc | “See here,” he said at length as though utterance were difficult, “there’s something I’ve been wanting to say to you; I’d ought to have said it before. (33) | “See here,” he said at length, as though utterance were difficult, “there’s something I’ve been wanting to say to you; I’d ought to have said it before. (33) | “See here,” he said at length, as though utterance were difficult, “there’s something I’ve been wanting to say to you. I’d ought to have said it before. (17) | |
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . Mr. Royall’s “office” that he . . . (36) | . . . Mr. Royall’s office that he . . . (18) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . under a different roof; and . . . (36) | . . . under a different roof, and . . . (18) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . leather, tar and coffee-beans. (37) | . . . leather, tar, and coffee-beans. (18) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . spent either at the store or in driving about the country . . . represented, or in sitting at home reading Bancroft’s History of the United States and the speeches of Daniel Webster. (37) | . . spent either in the store, in driving about the country . . . represented, or in sitting at home reading Bancroft’s “History of the United States,” or the speeches of Daniel Webster. (18) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . to defend her: his humbled . . . (38) | . . . to defend her; his humbled . . . (19) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . shining super-Nettletons, where girls . . . (39) | . . . shining super-Nettletons where girls . . . (19) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . despised him; now deep . . . (40) | . . . despised him, now deep . . . (20) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | The next day, when Mr. Royall came back to dinner, they faced . . . (40) | The next day when Mr. Royall came back to dinner they faced . . . (20) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . from the table, he looked back at Charity, who had . . . (40) | . . . from the table he looked back to Charity, who had . . . (20) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . across the passage, wondering. (41) | . . . across the passage wondering. (20) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . told me about that, and about the other . . . (42) | . . . told me about that and about the other . . . (21) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . unlocked the door and entered into . . . (44) | . . . unlocked the door, and entered into . . . (22) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | . . . long dingy rows of books . . . (44) | . . . long, dingy rows of books . . . (22) | ||
| Ch 3 Punc | She did not cry; tears came hard . . . (45) | She did not cry: tears came hard . . . (22) | ||
| Ch 4 Punc | . . . know it is; I’m so sorry . . . (46) | . . . know it is. I’m so sorry . . . (23) | ||
| Ch 4 Punc | . . . disarmed her: no one had . . . (50) | . . . disarmed her; no one had . . . (25) | ||
| Ch 4 Punc | . . . she lives on trifles: I ought to have . . . (51) | . . . she lives on trifles; I ought to have . . . (25) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | . . . he had added philosophically, looking . . . (56) | . . . he had added, philosophically, looking . . . (28) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | . . . he said with his vague grin. (57) | . . . he said, with his vague grin. (29) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | . . . brown house, and go all over . . . (57) | . . . brown house and go all over . . . (29) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | . . . Liff echoed incredulously. (58) | . . . Liff echoed, weakly laughing. (29) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | All I say is: he’s going . . . (58) | All I say is, he’s going . . . (29) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | . . . trouble you, the Hyatts won’t. (58) | . . . trouble you—the Hyatts won’t. (29) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | . . . call down: “I wouldn’t. . . (59) | . . . call down, “I wouldn’t. . . (30) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | . . . been less apprehensive: Mr. Royall . . . (63) | . . . been less apprehensive; Mr. Royall . . . (32) | ||
| Ch 5 Punc | . . . inside the house. And I . . . (64) | . . . inside the house; and I . . . (32) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | . . . into pale green, and then . . . (68) | . . . into pale green and then . . . (35) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | “Yes, sir: right after it . . .” (72) | “Yes, sir; right after it . . .” (37) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | . . . “Oh yes: there was a mother . . .” (73) | . . . “Oh yes; there was a mother . . .” (37) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | . . . he stood up and (78) | . . . he stood up, and . . . (40) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | . . . on the air, and a flock . . . (79) | . . . on the air and a flock . . . (41) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | . . . brown house; she did not . . . (80) | . . . brown house: she did not . . . (41) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | . . . her glance and smiled. “Is it that scrap of cloud . . . (80) | . . . her glance and smiled: “Is it that thread of cloud . . . (41) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | But anyhow, we’ll get . . . (81) | But anyhow we’ll get . . . (41) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | . . . Harney’s curiosity, and . . . (86) | . . . Harney’s curiosity and . . . (44) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | . . . his head drooped; but a . . . (86) | . . . his head drooped, but a . . . (44) | ||
| Ch 6 Punc | Harney untied the horse, and they drove off . . . (87) | Harney untied the horse and folded the horse-blanket about Charity, and they drove off . . . (45) | ||
| Ch 7 Punc | . . . trailing in late and neglected . . . (89) | . . . trailing in late, and neglected . . . (46) | ||
| Ch 7 Punc | . . . part in their lives: Mr. Royall’s . . . (91) | . . . part in their lives; Mr. Royall’s . . . (47) | ||
| Ch 7 Punc | . . . length of the village, and . . . (100) | . . . length of the village and . . . (52) | ||
| Ch 7 Punc | . . . sudden discouragement, or distaste for his work and . . . (102) | . . . sudden discouragement, or distaste for his work, and . . . (102) | . . . sudden discouragement or distaste for his work, and . . . (53) | |
| Ch 7 Punc | . . . opened the window and . . . (104) | . . . opened the window, and . . . (104) | . . . opened the window; and . . . (54) | |
| Ch 7 Punc | . . . at her side on . . . (104) | . . . at her side, on . . . (104) | . . . at her side on . . . (54) | |
| Ch 7 Punc | there were others, worse endings that . . . (106) | there were other worse endings that . . . (106) | there were other worse endings that . . . (54) | |
| Ch 8 Punc | . . . Harney had already left; but . . . (109) | . . . Harney had already left, but . . . (56) | ||
| Ch 8 Punc | . . . to leave his veins and . . . (111) | . . . to leave his veins, and . . . (57) | ||
| Ch 8 Punc | “But, then—if he wasn’t . . . (114) | “But then—if he wasn’t . . . (59) | ||
| Ch 8 Punc | . . . got to know, to stop . . . (114) | . . . got to know to stop . . . (59) | ||
| Ch 8 Punc | . . . had happened now; something . . . (118) | . . . had happened now: something . . . (61) | ||
| Ch 8 Punc | . . . she pictured him, as she had seen him the night before, . . . (120) | . . . she pictured him as she had seen him the night before, . . . (120) | . . . she pictured him as she had seen him the night before, . . . (62) | |
| Ch 9 Punc Conv | . . . “Just starting for Greytop;” (131) | . . . “Just starting for Greytop”; (68) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . the Merry Widow while they . . . (131) | . . . the “Merry Widow” while they . . . (68) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . were closed offered, through wide . . . (133) | . . . were closed offered through wide . . . (69) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . or tiers of fancy-goods in . . . (133) | . . . or tiers of “fancy-goods” in . . . (69) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . background of dark blue velvet, pins, rings and brooches glittered . . . (134) | . . . background of blue velvet, brooches, rings, and pins glittered . . . (69) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . he asked leaning over . . . (134) | . . . he asked, leaning over . . . (69) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . he rejoined her and slipped . . . (135) | . . . he rejoined her, and slipped . . . (69) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . presents from their fellows, and was . . . (135) | . . . presents from their “fellows,” and was . . . (70) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . in a back street that called . . . (137) | . . . in a back street, that called . . . (137) | . . . in a back street, that called . . . (70) | |
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . zinnias and petunias and a big . . . (137) | . . . zinnias and petunias, and a big . . . (70) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . the next yard. (137) | . . . the next “yard.” (71) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . and quiet; and, from . . . (138) | . . . and quiet; and from . . . (71) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . to do next she was . . . (138) | . . . to do next, she was . . . (71) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . when he answered, “Oh . . . (138) | . . . when he answered: “Oh . . . (71) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . warm brow, said gaily, “Come along . . . (138-139) | . . . warm brow, said gaily: “Come along . . . (71) | ||
| Ch 9 Punc | . . . what was happening, Harney . . . (140) | . . . what was happening Harney . . . (72) | ||
| Ch 10 Punc | . . . from the darkness and again . . . (142) | . . . from the darkness, and again . . . (142) | . . . from the darkness, and again . . . (73) | |
| Ch 10 Punc | . . . a big performance like this, illuminated boats, . . . (143) | . . . a big performance like this: illuminated boats, . . . (143) | . . . a big performance like this. And illuminated boats, . . . (74) | |
| Ch 10 Punc | . . . the Lake, too?” (143) | . . . the Lake too?” (74) | ||
| Ch 10 Punc | . . . curtains of darkness were descending, and in the intervals of eclipse the voices of the crowds . . . (146) | . . . curtains of darkness were descending more and more thickly; and in the intervals of eclipse the voices of the crowds . . . (75) | ||
| Ch 10 Punc | . . . she heard someone say, “You wait . . . (147) | . . . she heard someone say: “You wait . . . (76) | ||
| Ch 10 Punc | . . . bearing the inscription, “Washington . . . (148) | . . . bearing the inscription: “Washington . . . (76) | ||
| Ch 10 Punc | . . . erect, solemn and gigantic . . . (148) | . . . erect, solemn, and gigantic . . . (76) | ||
| Ch 10 Punc | A long “Oh-h-h” burst from . . . (148) | A long, “Oh-h-h” burst from . . . (76) | ||
| Ch 10 Punc | . . . blotches of anger and lips . . . (151) | . . . blotches of anger, and lips . . . (78) | ||
| Ch 10 Punc | “I said, ‘You—damn—whore!’ ” (152) | “I said: you—damn—whore!” (79) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | Charity knew that, although . . . (157) | Charity knew that although . . . (81) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | . . . would not last long; in another . . . (157) | . . . would not last long: in another . . . (81) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | . . . old man apostrophizing her in . . . (158) | . . . old man’s apostrophising her in . . . (82) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | From under her pincushion she took the library key, and laid it in full view; then she felt at the back of a drawer for the blue brooch that Harney had given her. She would not have dared to wear it openly . . . (158-159) | From under her pin-cushion she took the library key, and laid it in full view, then she felt at the back of a drawer for the blue brooch that Harney had given her, and she put it in her bosom, beneath her dress. (82) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | . . . that would have given her independence in a strange place, and she knew . . . (159) | . . . that would have given her independence in a strange place; and she knew . . . (82) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | . . . a large sign bearing the inscription, “Gospel Tent.” (161) | . . . a large sign bearing the inscription: “Gospel Tent.” (83) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | “Oh, Sister, don’t speak blasphemy. . . .” | “Oh, Sister, don’t speak blasphemy . . .” | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | “. . . not far from here; and the young man who is running the Gospel tent picked them up just as I was riding by.” (164) | “. . . not far from here: and the young man who is running the Gospel tent picked them up just as I was driving by.” (85) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | . . . answered gently: “Very well: let’s go the other way, then.” (165) | . . . answered gently: “Very well; let’s go the other way, then.” (85) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | . . . same wan silvery tint; the house . . . (166) | . . . same wan silvery tint: the house . . . (166) | . . . same wan silvery tint: the house . . . (86) | |
| Ch 11 Punc | . . . one has to make allowances. . . . He’d been drinking. . . .” (168) | . . . one has to make allowances. He’d been drinking . . .” (87) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | “I know all that, too. . . .” (168) | “I know all that too. . . .” (87) | ||
| Ch 11 Punc | “. . . feel about me,” she broke out, “. . . telling you such things. . . .” (169) | “. . . feel about me,” she broke out . . . “telling you such things . . .” (87) | ||
| Ch 12 Punc | . . . foreign talent: my young cousin Lucius Harney, the architect . . . (171) | . . . foreign talent: my young cousin, Lucius Harney, the architect. . . (88) | ||
| Ch 12 Punc | . . . it was not so much because of that as because it was Harney’s wish. (175) | . . . it was not so much because of that, as because it was Harney’s wish. (90) | ||
| Ch 12 Punc | . . . with an earthenware jar holding a big bunch of wild asters, two canvas chairs stood near by, and in one corner was a mattress with a Mexican blanket over it. (179) | . . . with an earthenware jar holding a big bunch of wild asters. Two canvas chairs stood near by, and in one corner was a mattress with a Mexican blanket over it. (179) | . . . with an earthenware jar holding a big bunch of wild asters; two canvas chairs stood near by, and in one corner was a mattress with a Mexican blanket thrown over it. (92) | |
| Ch 12 Punc | With part of what was left of her savings she had hired a bicycle for a month, and every day . . . (181) | With what was left of the money Mr. Royall had given her she had hired a bicycle for a month; and every day . . . (93) | ||
| Ch 12 Punc | . . . gave her a sense of hidden menace: it was . . . (183) | . . . gave her a sense of hidden menace; it was . . . (94) | ||
| Ch 12 Punc | . . . all came from the people she worked for; there could be no doubt that the white slippers were Annabel Balch’s. . . . (188) | . . . all came from the people she worked for. There could be no doubt that the white slippers were Annabel Balch’s. . . . (188) | . . . all came from the people she worked for. There could be no doubt that the white slippers were Annabel Balch’s . . . (97) | |
| Ch 13 Punc | As Charity marched into it third in the white . . . (190) | As Charity marched into it, third in the white . . . (190) | As Charity marched into it, third in the white . . . (98) | |
| Ch 12 Punc | . . . the green carpeted stage toward which she was moving; and of the unfamiliar faces . . . (190) | . . . the green carpeted stage toward which she was moving and of the unfamiliar faces . . . (190) | . . . the green carpeted stage toward which she was moving, and of the unfamiliar faces . . . (98) | |
| Ch 13 Punc | . . . who had come up from Nettleton to play the harmonium and sat behind it, his conductor’s eye running over the fluttered girls. (190) | . . . who had come up from Nettleton to play the harmonium and sat behind it running his conductor’s eye over the fluttered girls. (190) | . . . who had come up from Hepburn to play the harmonium and sat behind it running his conductor’s eye over the fluttered girls. (98) | |
| Ch 13 Punc | He prayed energetically and briefly and then retired, . . . (191) | He prayed energetically and briefly, and then retired, . . . (98) | ||
| Ch 13 Punc | . . . illustrious men, including the obligatory tribute to Honorius Hatchard, drifted past . . . (192) | . . . illustrious men, (including the obligatory tribute to Honorius Hatchard), drifted past . . . (99) | ||
| Ch 13 Punc | . . . sat just below the desk, supported by Mrs. Miles . . . (192) | . . . sat just below the desk supported by Mrs. Miles . . . (99) | ||
| Ch 13 Punc | . . . ‘I’m glad I’m here.’ Believe me . . . (195) | . . . ‘I’m glad I’m here––’ Believe me . . . (100) | ||
| Ch 13 Punc | . . . look away from her guardian, and became aware . . . (199) | . . . look away from her guardian and became aware . . . (102) | ||
| Ch 13 Punc | . . . O Lord, in times to come, in all its homely sweetness . . . (199) | . . . O Lord, in times to come in all its homely sweetness . . . (102) | ||
| Ch 13 Punc | “Auld Lang Syne.” . . . Charity stared straight ahead of her and then, dropping her flowers, fell face downward at Mr. Royall’s feet. (199) | “Auld Lang Syne” . . . Charity stared straight ahead of her, and then, dropping her flowers, fell face downward at Mr. Royall’s feet. (103) | ||
| Ch 14 Punc | . . . she feared to stay away, she had sprung . . . (201) | . . . she feared to stay away––she had sprung . . . (201) | . . . she feared to stay away––she had sprung . . . (104) | |
| Ch 14 Punc | The sense of hastiness was gone from her and every moment . . . (203) | The sense of hastiness was gone from her, and every moment . . . (105) | ||
| Ch 14 Punc | The door opened, and Mr. Royall walked into the room. (204) | The door opened and Mr. Royall walked into the room. (106) | ||
| Ch 14 Punc | . . . she had been waiting for happened; the door opened again . . . (206) | . . . she had been waiting for happened: the door opened again . . . (107) | ||
| Ch 14 Punc | . . . not in Eagle County, anyhow. (207) | . . . not in Eagle County anyhow. (108) | ||
| Ch 14 Punc | . . . a frown on his face: he was twirling . . . from a loop of string. . . . (208) | . . . a frown on his face; he was twirling . . . from a loop of string . . . (108) | ||
| Ch 14 Punc | “No,” she said. “I forgot––” | “No,” she said, “I forgot––” (109) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | . . . he intended to come back; her doubts were . . . (212) | . . . he intended to come back: her doubts were . . . (111) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | But she seldom looked ahead; each day was so rich that it absorbed her. . . . (213) | But she seldom looked ahead: each day was so rich that it absorbed her . . . (111) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | Harney had not fixed any date for his return; he had said he would have to look about first, and settle things. (213) | Harney had not fixed any date for his return: he had said he would have to look about first and settle things. (111) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | . . . she got out a sheet of paper, and sat looking at it, and trying to think what to say; but she had the feeling . . . (213) | . . . she got out a sheet of paper and sat looking at it, and trying to think what to say, but she had the feeling . . . (111) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | Coming from immeasurable distances and having lost most of its meaning on the way; and in reply she sent him a coloured post-card of Creston Falls, . . . (214) | Coming from immeasurable distances, and having lost most of its meaning on the way; and in reply she sent him a coloured postcard of Creston Falls, . . . (112) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | The long storm was followed by a north-west gale, and when it was over, the hills took . . . (219) | The long storm was followed by a north-west gale, and when it was over the woods took . . . (114) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | She had never known how to adapt herself; she . . . (220) | She had never known how to adapt herself: she . . . (115) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | But the whole sunlit autumn whirled, reeled and roared around her as she dragged herself . . . (222) | But the whole sunlit autumn world reeled and roared around her as she dragged herself . . . (222) | But the whole sunlit autumn world reeled and roared around her as she dragged herself . . . (116) | |
| Ch 15 Punc | . . . but with a swift movement, Dr. Merkle edged her from . . . (226) | . . . but with a swift movement Dr. Merkle edged her from . . . (226) | . . . but with a swift movement Dr. Merkle edged her from . . . (118) | |
| Ch 15 Punc | He was not trying to evade an importunate claim; he was . . . (230) | He was not trying to evade an importunate claim: he was . . . (120) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | These things were hers; they had passed into her blood, and become a part of her, they were building the child in her womb; it was impossible . . . (231) | These things were hers: they had passed into her blood, and become a part of her, they were building the child in her womb: it was impossible . . . (121) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | But there was none left; she must . . . (231) | But there was none left: she must . . . (121) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | . . . she went down to Mr. Royall’s office. (232) | . . . she went down to Mr. Royall’s office . . . (121) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | . . . she let him take her hands in his and they stood thus, . . . (232) | . . . she let him take her hands in his, and they stood thus, . . . (232) | . . . she let him take her hands in his, and they stood thus, . . . (121) | |
| Ch 15 Punc | . . . she knew that the candle light flickering up on her white face must be distorting her swollen features . . . (233) | . . . she knew that the candlelight flickering up on her white face, must be distorting her swollen features . . . (122) | ||
| Ch 15 Punc | . . . all the words that had been waiting had vanished. . . . (233) | . . . all the words that had been waiting had vanished. (122) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | . . . hardly grasped what Mr. Miles was saying; the physical relief (242) | . . . hardly grasped what Mr. Miles was saying: the physical relief . . . (126) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | But presently she felt her tears rise and flow down . . . (243) | But presently she felt her tears rise, and flow down . . . (128) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | . . . and he did not insist: but after a while he said, . . . (243) | . . . and he did not insist; but after a while he said, . . . (128) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | . . . visions of this ascent of the Mountain but she had . . . (244) | . . . visions of this ascent of the Mountain, but she had . . . (127) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | “Left––” and they turned into a stunted pine-wood . . . (245) | “Left––,” and they turned into a stunted pine-wood . . . (128) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | “. . . the night before: if you don’t take and quit, I says to her . . .” (249) | “. . . the night before: ‘If you don’t take and quit’––––I says to her . . .” (130) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | “. . . Where’d we get one here, I’d like ter know?” (250) | “. . . Where’d we get one here I’d like to know?” (131) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | “Sit down, damn you!” shouted the tall youth . . . (252) | “Sit down, damn you,” shouted the tall youth . . . (132) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | The young man on the bench who . . . (253) | The young man on the bench, who . . . (253) | The young man on the bench, who . . . (123) | |
| Ch 16 Punc | . . . the coat slipped to the floor, revealing the poor body . . . (253) | . . . the coat slipped to the floor revealing the poor body . . . (253) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | “. . . Christ have mercy upon us, Lord have mercy upon us. . . .” (255) | “. . . Christ, have mercy upon us, Lord, have mercy upon us . . .” (134) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | Mr. Miles knelt, too. (256) | Mr. Miles knelt too. (134) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | . . . he said, and he began: “Our Father . . .” (256) | . . . he said; and he began: “Our Father . . .” (134) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | . . . when he ended, the lank-haired man flung himself . . . (256) | . . . when he ended the lank-haired man flung himself . . . (134) | ||
| Ch 16 Punc | Her mournful withered face was not unkind, and Charity went up to her. (257) | Her mournful withered face was not unkind and Charity went up to her. (134) | ||
| Ch 17 Punc | But everything beyond was darkness. (264) | But everything beyond was darkness . . . (139) | ||
| Ch 17 Punc | . . . only one sensation had the weight of reality; it was the bodily burden of her child. (264-265) | . . . only one sensation had the weight of reality: it was the bodily burden of her child. | ||
| Ch 17 Punc | . . . I brought hum along pretty quick, and . . . (266) | . . . I brought hum along pretty quick and . . . (140) | ||
| Ch 17 Punc | “. . . it was such a good job, either.” (267) | “. . . it was such a good job either.” (140) | ||
| Ch 17 Punc | He was standing on the other side of the table looking at her kindly and gravely; (269) | He was standing on the other side of the table, looking at her kindly and gravely; (142) | ||
| Ch 18 Punc | . . . the landscape those fervid hours had faded, too. (274) | . . . the landscape those fervid hours had faded too. (274) | . . . the landscape those fervid hours had faded too. (144) | |
| Ch 18 Punc | . . . she was the being who had lived them; she was someone . . . (274) | . . . she was the being who had lived them: she was some one . . . (144) | ||
| Ch 18 Punc | He filled her cup and plate and whenever she lifted her eyes . . . (275) | He filled her cup and her plate, and whenever she lifted her eyes . . . (145) | ||
| Ch 18 Punc | . . . she had supposed herself to be living that even through the burning mist . . . (275) | . . . she had supposed herself to be living, that even through the burning mist . . . (145) | ||
| Ch 18 Punc | . . . together to a house covered with creepers and standing next . . . (276) | . . . together to a house covered with creepers, and standing next . . . (145) | ||
| Ch 18 Punc | As he turned and faced Charity, she noticed that . . . (276-277) | As he turned and faced Charity she noticed that . . . (146) | ||
| Ch 18 Punc | . . . her hands folded on her knee till the clergyman returned. (277) | . . . her hands folded on her knee, till the clergyman returned. (146) | ||
| Ch 18 Punc | . . . that had the same dread sound of finality: (278) | . . . that had the same dread sound of finality . . . (146) | ||
| Ch 18 Punc | It lay enclosed in his strong palm and she felt a ring that was too big . . . (278) | It lay enclosed in his strong palm, and she felt a ring that was too big . . . (278) | It lay enclosed in his strong palm, and she felt a ring that was too big . . . (147) | |
| Ch 18 Punc | Oh, what have I done?” she whispered, shuddering to her pillow; (283) | Oh, what have I done?” she whispered, shuddering, to her pillow; (283) | Oh, what have I done?” she whispered shuddering to her pillow; (149) | |
| Ch 18 Punc | . . . and in the darkness outlined against the grey square of the window, . . . (283) | . . . and in the darkness, outlined against the grey square of the window, . . . (283) | . . . and in the darkness, outlined against the grey square of the window, . . . (149) | |
| Ch 18 Punc | A few minutes later Charity went out, too. (285) | A few minutes later Charity went out too. (285) | A few minutes later Charity went out too. (150) | |
| Ch 18 Punc | But how about the responsibility and the insurance? (287) | But how about the responsibility––and the insurance? (287) | But how about the responsibility––and the insurance? (151) | |
| Ch 18 Punc | Now that there was no chance of ever seeing Harney again, why should she not tell him the truth? (289) | Now that there was no chance of her ever seeing Harney again why should she not tell him the truth? (152) |
