So there it is--in its three pieces.
You can handle them--don't be afraid--if you want to make sure the thing is the thing you and Charlotte saw together.

Its having come apart makes an unfortunate difference for its beauty, its artistic value, but none for anything else.

Its other value is just the same--I mean that of its having given me so much of the truth about you.

I don't therefore so much care what becomes of it now--unless perhaps you may yourself, when you come to think, have some good use for it.

In that case," Maggie wound up, "we can easily take the pieces with us to Fawns." It was wonderful how she felt, by the time she had seen herself through this narrow pass, that she had really achieved something--that she was emerging a little, in fine, with the prospect less contracted.