Ending 1 – from an American novel published in 1925


That evening, the hot breeze languished along the palm-waving ridge where the ashes of Gustaf Sondelius were lost among cinders, and a depression in a garden marked the grave of Leora.

That evening, after an unusually gay dinner with Latham Ireland, Joyce admitted, “Yes, if I do divorce him, I may marry you. I know! He’s never going to see how egotistical it is to think he’s the only man living who’s always right!”

That evening, Martin Arrowsmith and Terry Wickett lolled in a clumsy boat, an extraordinarily uncomfortable boat, far out on the water.

“I feel as if I were really beginning to work now,” said Martin. “This new quinine stuff may prove pretty good. We’ll plug along on it for two or three years, and maybe we’ll get something permanent – and probably we’ll fail!”


About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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2 Responses to Ending 1 – from an American novel published in 1925

  1. maryt says:

    “Arrowsmith” by Sinclair Lewis. Found this site that you might like:
    http://www.cosmicbaseball.com/99ebr.html Don’t be fooled it’s a literary site.

  2. Thanks, Mary! This one was on the easy side, I guess, because it has the novel’s title in it 🙂

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