{"product_id":"2940013652811","title":"THE BRIMMING CUP","description":"CONTENTS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER                                       Page\u003cbr\u003e      I.  PRELUDE . . . . . . . . . . . . . .    3\u003cbr\u003e     II.  INTERLUDE . . . . . . . . . . . . .   23\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e_PART ONE_\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    III.  OLD MR. WELLES AND YOUNG MR. MARSH.   29\u003cbr\u003e     IV.  TABLE TALK. . . . . . . . . . . . .   48\u003cbr\u003e      V.  A LITTLE GIRL AND HER MOTHER. . . .   64\u003cbr\u003e     VI.  THINGS TAKE THEIR COURSE. . . . . .   80\u003cbr\u003e    VII.  THE NIGHT-BLOOMING CEREUS . . . . .   91\u003cbr\u003e   VIII.  WHAT GOES ON INSIDE . . . . . . . .  115\u003cbr\u003e     IX.  THE GENT AROUND THE LADY. . . . . .  130\u003cbr\u003e      X.  AT THE MILL . . . . . . . . . . . .  151\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e_PART TWO_\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e     XI.  IN AUNT HETTY'S GARDEN. . . . . . .  179\u003cbr\u003e    XII.  HEARD FROM THE STUDY. . . . . . . .  199\u003cbr\u003e   XIII.  ALONG THE EAGLE ROCK BROOK. . . . .  215\u003cbr\u003e    XIV.  BESIDE THE ONION-BED. . . . . . . .  224\u003cbr\u003e     XV.  HOME-LIFE . . . . . . . . . . . . .  241\u003cbr\u003e    XVI.  MASSAGE-CREAM; THEME AND VARIATIONS  256\u003cbr\u003e   XVII.  THE SOUL OF NELLY POWERS. . . . . .  266\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e_PART THREE_\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  XVIII.  BEFORE THE DAWN . . . . . . . . . .  279\u003cbr\u003e    XIX.  MR. WELLES LIGHTS THE FUSE. . . . .  285\u003cbr\u003e     XX.  A PRIMAEVAL HERITAGE. . . . . . . .  294\u003cbr\u003e    XXI.  THE COUNSEL OF THE STARS. . . . . .  302\u003cbr\u003e   XXII.  EUGENIA DOES WHAT SHE CAN . . . . .  309\u003cbr\u003e  XXIII.  MARISE LOOKS DOWN ON THE STARS. . .  323\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e_PART FOUR_\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e   XXIV.  NEALE'S RETURN. . . . . . . . . . .  331\u003cbr\u003e    XXV.  MARISE'S COMING-OF-AGE. . . . . . .  338\u003cbr\u003e   XXVI.  MARISE LOOKS AND SEES WHAT IS THERE  360\u003cbr\u003e  XXVII.  THE FALL OF THE BIG PINE. . . . . .  367\u003cbr\u003e XXVIII.  TWO GOOD-BYES . . . . . . . . . . .  380\u003cbr\u003e   XXIX.  VIGNETTES FROM HOME-LIFE. . . . . .  390\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE BRIMMING CUP\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCHAPTER I\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e_PRELUDE_\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSUNSET ON ROCCA DI PAPA\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e_An Hour in the Life of Two Modern Young People_\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eApril, 1909.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLounging idly in the deserted little waiting-room was the usual shabby,\u003cbr\u003ebored, lonely ticket-seller, prodigiously indifferent to the grave\u003cbr\u003ebeauty of the scene before him and to the throng of ancient memories\u003cbr\u003ejostling him where he stood. Without troubling to look at his watch, he\u003cbr\u003einformed the two young foreigners that they had a long hour to wait\u003cbr\u003ebefore the cable-railway would send a car down to the Campagna. His lazy\u003cbr\u003enonchalance was faintly colored with the satisfaction, common to his\u003cbr\u003eprofession, in the discomfiture of travelers.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTheir look upon him was of amazed gratitude. Evidently they did not\u003cbr\u003eunderstand Italian, he thought, and repeated his information more\u003cbr\u003eslowly, with an unrecognizable word or two of badly pronounced English\u003cbr\u003ethrown in. He felt slightly vexed that he could not make them feel the\u003cbr\u003eproper annoyance, and added, \"It may even be so late that the signori\u003cbr\u003ewould miss the connection for the last tramway car back to Rome. It is a\u003cbr\u003elong walk back to the city across the Campagna.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey continued to gaze at him with delight. \"I've got to tip him for\u003cbr\u003ethat!\" said the young man, reaching vigorously into a pocket.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe girl's answering laugh, like the inward look of her eyes, showed\u003cbr\u003eonly a preoccupied attention. She had the concentrated absent aspect of\u003cbr\u003ea person who has just heard vital tidings and can attend to nothing\u003cbr\u003eelse. She said, \"Oh, Neale, how ridiculous of you. He couldn't possibly\u003cbr\u003ehave the least idea what he's done to deserve getting paid for.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt the sound of her voice, the tone in which these words were\u003cbr\u003epronounced, the ticket-seller looked at her hard, with a bold,\u003cbr\u003eintrusive, diagnosing stare: \"Lovers!\" he told himself conclusively. He\u003cbr\u003eaccepted with a vast incuriosity as to reason the coin which the young\u003cbr\u003eforeigner put into his hand, and, ringing it suspiciously on his table,\u003cbr\u003edivided his appraising attention between its clear answer to his\u003cbr\u003echallenge, and the sound of the young man's voice as he answered his\u003cbr\u003esweetheart, \"Of course he hasn't any idea what he's done to deserve it.\u003cbr\u003eWho ever has? You don't suppose for a moment I've any idea what I've\u003cbr\u003edone to deserve mine?\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe ticket-seller smiled secretly into his dark mustache. \"I wonder if\u003cbr\u003e_my_ voice quivered and deepened like that, when I was courting\u003cbr\u003eAnnunziata?\" he asked himself. He glanced up from pocketing the coin,\u003cbr\u003eand caught the look which passed between the two. He felt as though\u003cbr\u003esomeone had laid hands on him and shaken him. \"_Dio mio_\" he thought.\u003cbr\u003e\"They are in the hottest of it.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe young foreigners went across the tracks and established themselves\u003cbr\u003eon the rocks, partly out of sight, just at the brink of the great drop\u003cbr\u003eto the Campagna. The setting sun was full in their faces. But they did\u003cbr\u003enot see it, seeing only each other.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47152690921712,"sku":"2940013652811","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013652811_p0.jpg?v=1763596556","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013652811","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}