China and the West

1904-1935
Galsworthy, John. Works.
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1904
Galsworthy, John. The island Pharisees. (London : Heinemann, 1904).
Chap. 7
"His name is Bayes," said Stroud; "spends half his time among the Chinese - must have a grudge against them! And now he 's got his leg he can't go there any more."
Chap. 20
"Shelton knew that she had many interests; she was never really idle, from the time (7 A.M.) when her maid brought her a little china pot of tea with a single biscuit and her pet dog, Tops, till eleven o'clock at night, when she lighted a wax candle in a silver candlestick, and with this in one hand, and in the other a new novel, or, better still, one of those charming volumes written by great people about the still greater people they have met, she said good-night to her children and her guests."

1907
Galsworthy, John. The country house. (New York, N.Y. ; London : G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1907).
Chap. 7
"Beside her on a spindley table stood a china bowl filled with dried rose-leaves, whereon had been scattered an essence smelling like sweetbriar, whose secret she had learned from her mother in the old Warwickshire home of the Totteridges, long since sold to Mr. Abraham Brightman."
Chap. 9
"I don't know that anyone does. It's our usual muddle. But I know this, Vigil - in such a case as your ward's we must tread very carefully. We must 'save face,' as the Chinese say."

1909
Galsworthy, John. Fraternity. (London : W. Heinemann, 1909).
Chap. 6
"We hadn't the time to give to it," the woman said defensively, retiring into a room so full of china cups, photographs, coloured prints, waxwork fruits, and other ornaments, that there seemed no room for the enormous bed."
Chap. 7
"As a rule, with practical good sense, she kept her doubting eyes fixed friendlily on every little phase in turn, enjoying well enough fitting the Chinese puzzle of her scattered thoughts, setting out on each small adventure with a certain cautious zest, and taking Stephen with her as far as he allowed."

1906
Galsworthy, John. The silver box. (1906). In : Galsworthy, John. Plays : The silver box ; Joy ; Strife. Vol. 1. (London : Duckworth, 1906-1909).
Act 2
"The door opens and Marlow ushers in a man of middle age, inclined to corpulence, in evening dress. He has a ruddy, thin moustache, and dark, quick-moving little eyes. His eyebrows aye Chinese."

1909
Galsworthy, John. Joy. (1909). In : Galsworthy, John. Plays : The silver box ; Joy ; Strife. Vol. 1. (London : Duckworth, 1906-1909).
Act 2
"Dick is hanging Chinese lanterns to the hollow tree."

1910
Galsworthy, John. The little dream : an allegory in six scenes. (London : Duckworth, 1910).
"The death body lies in the gleam of a single Chinese lantern !"

1911
Galsworthy, John. The patrician. (New York, N.Y. : Charles Scribner's Sons, 1911).
Chap. 5
"Then the moon passed behind the lime-tree, so that a great lighted Chinese lantern seemed to hang blue-black from the sky."

1912
Galsworthy, John. The eldest son. (London : Duckworth, 1912).
Act 3
"He takes a small china cup from of the mantel-piece; it breaks with the pressure of his hand, and falls into the fireplace. While he stands looking at it blankly, there is a knock."

1912
Galsworthy, John. Quality. In : Galsworthy, John. The inn of tranquility : studies and essays. (London : W. Heinemann, 1912).
"I think our chief dread was that he might have light eyes - those yellow Chinese eyes of the common, parti-coloured spaniel."
"No more for a full minute; but his hand, taking some little china thing, turned it over and over without ceasing, and down his broken face tears ran."

1913
Galsworthy, John. The dark flower. (London : W. Heinemann, 1913).
Chap. 1
"The ancients used it to stand the world on - a pagoda world, perhaps, of men and beasts and trees, like that carving on his guardian's Chinese cabinet. The Chinese made jolly beasts and trees, as if they believed in everything having a soul, and not only being just fit for people to eat or drive or make houses of."

1913
Galsworthy, John. The fugitive : a play in four acts. (London : Duckworth, 1913).
Act 2
"Her movements are slow and imperturbable, as if she had much time before her. Her face is broad and dark, with Chinese eyebrows."

1914
Galsworthy, John. The mob : a play in four acts. (London : Duckworth & Co., 1914).
Act 4
"And through the window can be seen waving flags and lighted Chinese lanterns, swinging high on long bamboos."

1915
Galsworthy, John. A bit o'love : a play in three acts. (London : Duckworth, 1915).
Act 1
"No more for a full minute; but his hand, taking some little china thing, turned it over and over without ceasing, and down his broken face tears ran. Then, very suddenly, he said: "She's gone." And his hand turned over and over that little china thing, and the tears went on rolling down."

1915
Galsworthy, John. The freelands. (London : Heinemann, 1915).
Chap. 5
"When they had drunk that special Chinese tea, all the rage, but which no one really liked, in the inner morning, or afternoon room--for the drawing-rooms were too large to be comfortable except at week-ends - they went to see the children, a special blend of Stanley and Clara, save the little Francis, who did not seem to be entirely body."

1916-1917
Galsworthy, John. Beyond : a drama of heart's counseling. In : Cosmopolitan ; vol. 61, no 6-vol. 63, no 4 (1916-1917).
Chap. 3
"They were perfect darlings; nothing was safe from them; her slippers were completely done for; they had already got into her china-cabinet and gone to sleep there! He must come and see all over."
Chap. 4
"He took Gyp the round of his treasures, scarabs, Rops drawings, death-masks, Chinese pictures, and queer old flutes, with an air of displaying them for the first time to one who could truly appreciate."

1918
Galsworthy, John. A stoic. In : Galsworthy, Johan. Five tales. (London : Heinemann, 1918).
"Bring 'em in here, Mr. Farney. And let me have a cup of China tea as strong as you can make it."

1919
Galsworthy, John. The burning spear ; being the experiences of Mr. John Lavender in time of war. (London : Chatto & Windus, 1919).
Chap. 6
"The nephew, who had a sleepy, hairless face and little Chinese eyes, bowed, and sitting down, stared at Mr. Lavender with a certain embarrassment."

1919
Galsworthy, John. Saint's progress. (London : Heinemann, 1919).
Chap. 3
"He kept seeing her cross-legged figure on the bed in that dim light; tense, enigmatic, almost Chinese; kept feeling the feverish touch of her lips."

1920
Galsworthy, John. The foundations. (London : Duckworth, 1920).
Act 3
"Henry places the wine cooler on the table and covers it with a blue embroidered Chinese mat, which has occupied the centre of the tablecloth."

1922
Galsworthy, John. The Forsyte saga. (London : W. Heinemann, 1922).
Pt. 1, chap. 1
"In his hands he turned and turned a piece of china."
Pt. 2, chap. 10
"He was one of those men who, seated cross-legged like miniature Chinese idols in the cages of their own hearts, are ever smiling at themselves a doubting smile."

1929
Galsworthy, John. A modern comedy. (London : Heinemann, 1929).
"While she is harassed by these doubts Soames brings her a remarkable old Chinese picture, which had formerly belonged to his cousin George. The picture represents a large white monkey, holding the rind of a squeezed fruit in its outstretched paw…"

1935
Galsworthy, John. Punch and go. In : Modern one-act plays. Edited by Philip Wayne. (London : Longmans, Green & Co., 1935).
Act1
"PROF. Well, I'll try and finish this to-night; then, to-morrow we might have a jaunt. How about a theatre? There's a thing--they say - called "Chinese Chops," that's been running years."