article_snippet.sent: to commit’ and Phyllis’s need to ‘move on’.)
article_snippet.sent: Who was I,’ Phyllis wondered, ‘that God should give me such piercing joy?’
article_snippet.sent: When, after a few months, his proposed sex, Phyllis was delighted, on the heart-breaking grounds that
article_snippet.sent: Even so, Phyllis stuck to Phyllis guns.
article_snippet.sent: As I don’t consider you to be there only for my pleasure,’ Phyllis wrote in one letter,
article_snippet.sent: Still, it’s hard to disagree with Phyllis final verdict, however brutally expressed:
article_snippet.sent: Phyllis continued, though, to write to Phyllis as a friend, returning to Britain just in time for the war.
article_snippet.sent: ‘Anyone,’ Phyllis wrote at the height of Brooke-mania in 1917, ‘who helps us to remember that volatile, irreverent and extremely vivacious spirit before the romantic public took possession of his fame has the right to us gratitude.
article_snippet.sent: But the book also does full justice to Phyllis herself, who died, unmarried, in 1939 at 48.