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The Secret Places of the Heart CHAPTER THE FIRST THE CONSULTATION Section 1 The maid was a young woman of great natural calmness; she was accustomed to let in visitors who had this air of being annoyed and finding one umbrella too numerous for them. It mattered nothing to her that the gentleman was asking for Dr. Martineau as if he was asking for something with an unpleasant taste. Almost imperceptibly she relieved him of his umbrella and juggled his hat and coat on to a massive mahogany stand. “What name, Sir?” she asked, holding open the door of the consulting room. “Hardy,” said the gentleman, and then yielding it reluctantly with its distasteful three-year-old honour, “Sir Richmond Hardy.” The door closed softly behind him and he found himself in undivided possession of the large indifferent apartment in which the nervous and mental troubles of the outer world eddied for a time on their way to the distinguished specialist. A bowl of daffodils, a handsome bookcase containing bound Victorian magazines and antiquated medical works, some paintings of Scotch scenery, three big armchairs, a buhl clock, and a bronze Dancing Faun, by their want of any collective idea enhanced rather than mitigated the promiscuous disregard of the room. He drifted to the midmost of the three windows and stared out despondently at Harley Street.

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Excerpt from The Secret Places of the HeartDamned fool! Rush out of the place? I've given my name. He heard the door behind him open and for a moment pretended not to hear. Then he turned round. I don't see what you can do for me, he said.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from The Secret Places of the HeartDamned fool! Rush out of the place? I've given my name. He heard the door behind him open and for a moment pretended not to hear. Then he turned round. I don't see what you can do for me, he said.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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The maid was a young woman of great natural calmness; she was accustomed to let in visitors who had this air of being annoyed and finding one umbrella too numerous for them. It mattered nothing to her that the gentleman was asking for Dr. Martineau as if he was asking for something with an unpleasant taste. Almost imperceptibly she relieved him of his umbrella and juggled his hat and coat on to a massive mahogany stand. "What name, Sir?" she asked, holding open the door of the consulting room. "Hardy," said the gentleman, and then yielding it reluctantly with its distasteful three-year-old honour, "Sir Richmond Hardy." The door closed softly behind him and he found himself in undivided possession of the large indifferent apartment in which the nervous and mental troubles of the outer world eddied for a time on their way to the distinguished specialist. A bowl of daffodils, a handsome bookcase containing bound Victorian magazines and antiquated medical works, some paintings of Scotch scenery, three big armchairs, a buhl clock, and a bronze Dancing Faun, by their want of any collective idea enhanced rather than mitigated the promiscuous disregard of the room. He drifted to the midmost of the three windows and stared out despondently at Harley Street. For a minute or so he remained as still and limp as an empty jacket on its peg, and then a gust of irritation stirred him.

H.G. Wells was so charmed by Margaret Sanger that he based The Secret Places of the Heart on his time with her. The novel -- a thinly-veiled autobiography -- depicts an English gentleman, Sir Richard Hardy, who is attempting to sort out his marital problems while he travels the English countryside in the company of a psychiatrist. The Secret Places of the Heart was, in many ways, a love letter from Wells to Sanger.

Herbert George Wells was born on 21st September 1866 in Bromley, Kent. His enthusiasm for the literary world was ignited by the suffering of a broken leg as an 8 year old. As convalescence was boring to the young child he took refuge in the world of books and soon began to plan his own stories. His own education was interrupted constantly. After some years learning trade skills and copperplate handwriting he was teaching at Wookey, Somerset as a pupil-teacher the younger students. When he was dismissed from this he was a chemist’s assistant for a short time before he was apprenticed as a draper. The long days of learning and dormitory living lent much to experiences he could later use. However his family was beset by financial difficulties and soon had to split up and live in different locations in order to survive. However by 1895 Wells was to first have serialized and then published ‘The Time Machine’. It was a glorious creation and set him on the path to become the foremost science fiction writer of his age. His output was tremendous, almost methodical as though seizing every opportunity to unleash his fabulous ideas on a waiting public. Here we publish ‘The Secret Places Of The Heart’. An almost autobiographical novel that brings yet another side of his talents to the fore.

So taken by Margaret Sanger was H. G. Wells that he based a novel on the time that he spent with her. “Secret Places of the Heart” is a thinly-veiled autobiographical work revolving around Sir Richard Hardy's attempt to remedy his matrimonial problems during a trip around the English countryside with a psychiatrist. Contents include: "The Consultation", "Lady Hardy", "The Departure", "At Maidenhead", "In The Land Of The Forgotten Peoples", "The Encounter At Stonehenge", "Companionship", "Full Moon", "The Last Days Of Sir Richmond Hardy". Herbert George Wells (1866 – 1946) was a prolific English writer who wrote in a variety of genres, including the novel, politics, history, and social commentary. Today, he is perhaps best remembered for his contributions to the science fiction genre thanks to such novels as “The Time Machine” (1895), “The Invisible Man” (1897), and “The War of the Worlds” (1898). Many vintage books such as this are becoming increasingly scarce and expensive. We are republishing this book now in an affordable, modern, high-quality edition complete with a specially commissioned new biography of the author.

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