" To this Chad replied
that they had on the contrary kept tremendously polite; adding moreover
that Sally was after all not the woman to have made the mistake of
not being. "Her hands are a good deal tied, you see. I got so,
from the first," he sagaciously observed, "the start of her."
"You mean she has taken so much from you?"
"Well, I couldn't of course in common decency give less: only she
hadn't expected, I think, that I'd give her nearly so much. And
she began to take it before she knew it."
"And she began to like it," said Strether, "as soon as she began to
take it!"
"Yes, she has liked it--also more than she expected." After which
Chad observed: "But she doesn't like ME. In fact she hates me."
Strether's interest grew. "Then why does she want you at home?"
"Because when you hate you want to triumph, and if she should get
me neatly stuck there she WOULD triumph."
Strether followed afresh, but looking as he went. "Certainly--in a
manner. But it would scarce be a triumph worth having if, once
entangled, feeling her dislike and possibly conscious in time of a
certain quantity of your own, you should on the spot make yourself
unpleasant to her."
"Ah," said Chad, "she can bear ME--could bear me at least at home.
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