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  Hewasadmittedtotheirsacredtableatthetabled\'hote,asnowyoblonginanairyalcove,wheretheHonourableMrs。Dennant,MissDennant,andtheHonourableCharlottePenguin,amaidenauntwithinsufficientlungs,sattwiceadayintheirownatmosphere。A

  momentaryweaknesscameonSheltonthefirsttimehesawthemsittingthereatlunch。Whatwasitgavethemtheirlookofstrangedetachment?Mrs。Dennantwasbendingaboveacamera。

  \"I\'mafraid,d\'youknow,it\'sunder-exposed,\"shesaid。

  \"Whatapity!Thekittenwasrathernice!\"Themaidenaunt,placingtheknittingofaredsilktiebesideherplate,turnedheraspiring,well-bredgazeonShelton。

  \"Look,Auntie,\"saidAntoniainherclear,quickvoice,\"there\'sthefunnylittlemanagain!\"

  \"Oh,\"saidthemaidenaunt——asmilerevealedherupperteeth;shelookedforthefunnylittlemanwhowasnotEnglish——\"he\'srathernice!\"

  Sheltondidnotlookforthefunnylittleman;hestoleaglancethatbarelyreachedAntonia\'sbrow,wherehereyebrowstooktheirtinyupwardslantattheoutercorners,andherhairwasstillruffledbyawindywalk。Fromthatmomenthebecameherslave。

  \"Mr。Shelton,doyouknowanythingabouttheseperiscopicbinoculars?\"saidMrs。Dennant\'svoice;\"they\'resplendidforbuildin\'s,butbuildin\'saresodisappointin\'。Thethingistogethumaninterest,isn\'tit?\"andherglancewanderedabsentlypastSheltoninsearchofhumaninterest。

  \"Youhaven\'tputdownwhatyou\'vetaken,mother。\"

  >FromalittleleatherbagMrs。Dennanttookalittleleatherbook。

  \"It\'ssoeasytoforgetwhatthey\'reabout,\"shesaid,\"that\'ssoannoyin\'。\"

  Sheltonwasnotagainvisitedbyhisuneasinessattheirdetachment;

  heacceptedthemandalltheirworks,fortherewassomethingquitesublimeaboutthewaythattheywouldleavethedining-room,unconsciousthattheythemselveswerefunnytoallthepeopletheyhadfoundsofunnywhiletheyhadbeensittingthere,andhewouldfollowthemoutunnecessarilyuprightandfeelinglikeafool。

  Intheensuingfortnight,chaperonedbythemaidenaunt,forMrs。

  Dennantdislikeddriving,hesatoppositetoAntoniaduringmanydrives;heplayedsetsoftenniswithher;butitwasintheeveningsafterdinner——thoselongeveningsonaparquetfloorinwickerchairsdraggedasfarasmightbefromtheheatingapparatus——thatheseemedsoverynearher。Thecommunityofisolationdrewthemcloser。Inplaceofacompanionhehadassumedthepartoffriend,towhomshecouldconfideallherhome-sickaspirations。Sothat,evenwhenshewassittingsilent,aslim,longfootstretchedoutinfront,bendingwithanairofcoolabsorptionoversomepencilsketcheswhichshewouldnotshowhim——eventhen,byherveryattitude,bythesweetfreshnessthatclungabouther,byherquick,offendedglancesatthestrangepersonsround,sheseemedtoacknowledgeinsomesecretwaythathewasnecessary。Hewasfarfromrealisingthis;hisintellectualandobservantpartswerehypnotisedandfascinatedevenbyherfailings。Thefaintfrecklingacrosshernose,theslimandvirginalseverenessofherfigure,withitsnarrowhipsandarms,thecurveofherlongneck-allwereaddedcharms。Shehadthewindandrainlook,atasteofhome;andovertheglaringroads,wherethepalm-treeshadowslaysoblack,sheseemedtopassliketheveryimageofanEnglishday。

  Oneafternoonhehadtakenhertoplaytenniswithsomefriends,andafterwardstheystrolledontoherfavouriteview。DowntheToulonroadgardensandhillswerebathedinthecolourofripeapricot;aneveningcrispnesshadstolenontheair;theblood,releasedfromthesun\'snumbing,rangladlyintheveins。OntherighthandoftheroadwasaFrenchmanplayingbowls。Enormous,busy,pleased,anduprightasasoldier,patheticallytrottinghisvastcarcassfromendtoend,hedelightedShelton。ButAntoniathrewasinglelookatthehugecreature,andherfaceexpresseddisgust。Shebeganrunninguptowardstheruinedtower。

  Sheltonletherkeepinfront,watchingherleapfromstonetostoneandthrowbackdefiantglanceswhenhepressedbehind。Shestoodatthetop,andhelookedupather。Overtheworld,gloriouslyspreadbelow,she,likeastatue,seemedtorule。Thecolourwasbrilliantinhercheeks,heryoungbosomheaved,hereyesshone,andtheflowingdroopofherlong,fullsleevesgavetoherpoisedfigurethelookofonewhoflies。Hepulledhimselfupandstoodbesideher;

  hisheartchokedhim,allthecolourhadlefthischeeks。

  \"Antonia,\"hesaid,\"Iloveyou。\"

  Shestarted,asifhiswhisperhadintrudedonherthoughts;buthisfacemusthaveexpressedhishunger,fortheresentmentinhereyesvanished。

  Theystoodforseveralminuteswithoutspeaking,andthenwenthome。

  Sheltonpainfullyrevolvedtheriddleofthecolourinherface。Hadheachancethen?Wasitpossible?ThateveningtheinstinctvouchsafedattimestoloversinplaceofreasoncausedhimtopackhisbagandgotoCannes。Onreturning,twodayslater,andapproachingthegroupinthecentreoftheWinterGarden,thevoiceofthemaidenauntreadingaloudanextractfromtheMorningPostreachedhimacrosstheroom。

  \"Don\'tyouthinkthat\'srathernice?\"heheardherask,andthen:

  \"Oh,hereyouaye!It\'sverynicetoseeyouback!\"

  Sheltonslippedintoawickerchair。Antonialookedupquicklyfromhersketch-book,putoutahand,butdidnotspeak。

  Hewatchedherbendinghead,andhiseagernesswaschangedtogloom。

  Withdesperatevivacityhesustainedthefiveintolerableminutesofinquiry,wherehadhebeen,whathadhebeendoing?ThenonceagainthemaidenauntcommencedherextractsfromtheMorningPost。

  Atouchonhissleevestartledhim。Antoniawasleaningforward;hercheekswerecrimsonabovethepallorofherneck。

  \"Wouldyouliketoseemysketches?\"

  ToShelton,bendingabovethosesketches,thatdrawlofthewell-bredmaidenauntintoningthewell-bredpaperwasthemostpleasantsoundthathehadeverlistenedto。

  \"MydearDick,\"Mrs。Dennantsaidtohimafortnightlater,\"wewouldrather,afteryouleavehere,thatyoudon\'tseeeachotheragainuntilJuly。OfcourseIknowyoucountitanengagementandallthat,andeverybody\'sbeenwritin\'tocongratulateyou。ButAlgiethinksyououghttogiveyourselvesachance。Youngpeopledon\'talwaysknowwhatthey\'reabout,youknow;it\'snotlongtowait。\"

  \"Threemonths!\"gaspedShelton。

  Hehadtoswallowdownthispillwithwhatgracehecouldcommand。

  Therewasnoalternative。Antoniahadacquiescedintheconditionwithaqueer,gravepleasure,asifsheexpectedittodohergood。

  \"It\'llbesomethingtolookforwardto,Dick,\"shesaid。

  Hepostponeddepartureaslongaspossible,anditwasnotuntiltheendofAprilthatheleftforEngland。Shecamealonetoseehimoff。Itwasdrizzling,buthertall,slightfigureinthegolfcapelookedimpervioustocoldandrainamongsttheshiveringnatives。

  Desperatelyheclutchedherhand,warmthroughthewetglove;hersmileseemedheartlessinitsbrilliancy。Hewhispered\"Youwillwrite?\"

  \"Ofcourse;don\'tbesostupid,youoldDick!\"

  Sheranforwardasthetrainbegantomove;herclear\"Good-bye!\"

  soundedshrillandhardabovetherumbleofthewheels。Hesawherraiseherhand,anumbrellawaving,andlastofall,vividstillamongstrecedingshapes,theredspotofherscarlettam-o\'-shanter。

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