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"Yes——isn’titfunny?"saidtheladynextme。

Itwassofunnythatitsetmethinkingafreshandthat,withtheinterestofit,whichbecameapositiveexcitement,Ihadtokeepmyselfinhandinordernottoopubliclytoexplain,nottobreakoutrightandleftwithmyreflections。Idon’tknowwhy——itwasasenseinstinctiveandunreasoned,butIfeltfromthefirstthatifIwasonthescentofsomethingultimateIhadbetterwasteneithermywondernormywisdom。IWASonthescent——thatIwassureof;andyetevenafterIwassureIshouldstillhavebeenatalosstoputmyenigmaitselfintowords。Iwasjustconscious,vaguely,ofbeingonthetrackofalaw,alawthatwouldfit,thatwouldstrikemeasgoverningthedelicatephenomena——delicatethoughsomarked——thatmyimaginationfounditselfplayingwith。Apartoftheamusementtheyyieldedcame,Idaresay,frommyexaggeratingthem——groupingthemintoalargermystery(andtherebyalarger"law")thanthefacts,asobserved,yetwarranted;butthatisthecommonfaultofmindsforwhichthevisionoflifeisanobsession。Theobsessionpays,ifonewill;buttopayithastoborrow。Afterdinner,butwhilethemenwerestillintheroom,IhadsometalkagainwithLong,ofwhomIinquiredifhehadbeensoplacedastosee"poorBriss。"

Heappearedtowonder,andpoorBriss,withourshiftingofseats,wasnowatadistance。"Ithinkso——butIdidn’tparticularlynotice。What’sthematterwithpoorBriss?"

"That’sexactlywhatIthoughtyoumightbeabletotellme。Butifnothing,inhim,strikesyou——!"Hemetmyeyesamoment——thenglancedabout。"Whereishe?"

"Behindyou;onlydon’tturnroundtolook,forheknows——"ButIdropped,havingcaughtsomethingdirectedtowardmeinBrissenden’sface。Myinterlocutorremainedblank,simplyaskingme,afteraninstant,whatitwasheknew。

OnthisIsaidwhatImeant。"Heknowswe’venoticed。"

Longwonderedagain。"Ah,butIHAVEN’T!"Hespokewithsomesharpness。

"Heknows,"Icontinued,notingthesharpnesstoo,"what’sthematterwithhim。"

"Thenwhatthedevilisit?"

Iwaitedalittle,havingforthemomentanideaonmyhands。"Doyouseehimoften?"

Longdisengagedtheashfromhiscigarette。"No。WhyshouldI?"

Distinctly,hewasuneasy——thoughasyetperhapsbutvaguely——atwhatImightbecomingto。Thatwaspreciselymyidea,andifIpitiedhimalittleformypressuremyideawasyetwhatmostpossessedme。"Doyoumeanthere’snothinginhimthatstrikesyou?"

Onthis,unmistakably,helookedatmehard。"’Strikes’me——inthatboy?Nothinginhim,thatIknowof,everstruckmeinmylife。He’snotanobjectofthesmallestinteresttome!"

IfeltthatifIinsistedIshouldreallystiruptheoldLong,thestolidcoxcomb,capableofrudeness,withwhoseredemption,reabsorption,supersession——onescarcelyknewwhattocallit——Ihadbeensohappilyimpressed。"Oh,ofcourse,ifyouhaven’tnoticed,youhaven’t,andthematterIwasgoingtospeakofwillhavenopoint。Youwon’tknowwhatImean。"WithwhichIpausedlongenoughtolethiscuriosityoperateifhisdenialhadbeensincere。Butithadn’t。Hiscuriosityneveroperated。

Heonlyexclaimed,moreindulgently,thathedidn’tknowwhatIwastalkingabout;andIrecognisedafteralittlethatifIhadmadehim,withoutintention,uncomfortable,thiswasexactlyaproofofhisbeingwhatMrs。

Briss,atthestation,hadcalledcleverer,andwhatIhadsomuchremarkedwhile,inthegardenbeforedinner,heheldoursmallcompany。Nobody,nothingcould,inthetimeofhisinanity,havemadehimturnahair。Itwasthemarkofhisaggrandisement。ButIsparedhim——sofaraswasconsistentwithmywishforabsolutecertainty;changedthesubject,spokeofotherthings,tookpainstosounddisconnectedly,andonlyafterreferencetoseveraloftheotherladies,thenameoverwhichwehadjustfeltfriction。

"Mrs。Brissenden’squitefabulous。"

Heappearedtohavestrayed,inourinterval,far。"’Fabulous’?"

"Why,forthefigurethat,bycandle—lightandincloth—of—silveranddiamonds,sheisstillabletomake。"

"Ohdear,yes!"HeshowedasrelievedtobeabletoseewhatImeant。

"Shehasgrownsoverymuchlessplain。"

Butthatwasn’tatallwhatImeant。"Ah,"Isaid,"youputittheotherwayatPaddington——whichwasmuchmoretherightone。"

Hehadquiteforgotten。"HowthendidIputit?"

Ashehaddonebefore,Igotridofmyash。"Shehasn’tgrownverymuchlessplain。Shehasonlygrownverymuchlessold。"

"Ah,well,"helaughed,butasifhisinteresthadquicklydropped,"youthis——comparativelyspeaking——beauty。"

"Oh,notalways。LookatpoorBrisshimself。"

"Well,ifyoulikebetter,beautyisyouth。"

"Notalways,either,"Ireturned。"CertainlyonlywhenitISbeauty。

Toseehowlittleitmaybeeither,look,"Irepeated,"atpoorBriss。"

"Ithoughtyoutoldmejustnownotto!"Heroseatlastinhisimpatience。

"Well,atpresentyoucan。"

Ialsogotup,theothermenatthesamemomentmoved,andthesubjectofourreferencestoodinview。Thisindeedwasbutbriefly,for,asiftoexamineapicturebehindhim,thepersonageinquestionsuddenlyturnedhisback。Long,however,hadhadtimetotakehiminandthentodecide。

"I’velooked。Whatthen?"

"Youdon’tseeanything?"

"Nothing。"

"Notwhateveryoneelsemust?"

"No,confoundyou!"

Ialreadyfeltthat,tobesotortuous,hemusthavehadareason,andthesearchforhisreasonwaswhat,fromthismoment,drewmeon。Ihadinfacthalfguesseditaswestoodthere。Butthisonlymademethemoreexplanatory。"Itisn’treally,however,thatBrissendenhasgrownlesslovely——it’sonlythathehasgrownlessyoung。"

Towhichmyfriend,aswequittedtheroom,repliedsimply:"Oh!"

TheeffectIhavementionedwas,nonetheless,tooabsurd。Thepooryouth’sback,beforeus,stillasifconsciouslypresented,confessedtotheburdenoftime。"Howold,"Icontinued,"didwemakeoutthisafternoonthathewouldbe?"

"Thatwhowould?"

"Why,poorBriss。"

Hefairlypulledupinourmarch。"Haveyougothimonthebrain?"

"Don’tIseemtoremember,mydearman,thatitwasyouyourselfwhoknew?He’sthirtyatthemost。Hecan’tpossiblybemore。Andthereheis:asfine,asswaddled,asroyalamummy,totheeye,asonewouldwishtosee。Don’tpretend!Butit’sallright。"IlaughedasItookmyselfup。"ImusttalktoLadyJohn。"

Ididtalktoher,butImustcometoit。Whatismosttothepointjusthereisanobservationortwothat,inthesmoking—room,beforegoingtobed,IexchangedwithFordObert。Iforbore,asIhavehinted,toshowallIsaw,butitwaslawfullyopentometojudgeofwhatotherpeopledid;andIhadhadbeforedinnermylittleproofthat,onoccasion,Obertcouldseeasmuchasmost。YetIsaidnothingmoretohimforthepresentaboutMrs。Server。TheBrissendenswerenewtohim,andhisexperienceofeverysortoffacialaccident,ofhumansign,madehimjustthetouchstoneIwanted。Nothing,naturally,waseasierthantoturnhimonthequestionofthefairandthefoul,typeandcharacter,wealandwoe,amongourfellow—visitors;

sothatmymentionoftheairofdisparityinthecoupleIhavejustnamedcameinitsorderandproduceditseffect。Thiseffectwasthatofmyseeing——whichwasallIrequired——thatifthedisparitywasmarkedforhimthisexpertobservercouldyetreaditquitethewrongway。Whyhadsofineayoungcreaturemarriedamanthreetimesherage?HewasofcourseastoundedwhenItoldhimtheyoungcreaturewasmuchnearerthreetimesBrissenden’s,andthisledtosomeinterestingtalkbetweenusastotheconsequences,ingeneral,ofsuchassociationonsuchterms。Theparticularcasebeforeus,Ieasilygranted,sinnedbyover—emphasis,butitwasafair,thoughagross,illustrationofwhatalmostalwaysoccurredwhentwentyandforty,whenthirtyandsixty,matedormingled,livedtogetherinintimacy。Intimacyofcoursehadtobepostulated。Theneitherthehighnumberorthelowalwaysgottheupperhand,anditwasusuallythehighthatsucceeded。

Itseemed,inotherwords,morepossibletogobackthantokeepstill,togrowyoungthantoremainso。IfBrissendenhadbeenofhiswife’sageandhiswifeofBrissenden’s,itwouldthusbehewhomusthaveredescendedthehill,itwouldbeshewhowouldhavebeenpushedoverthebrow。Therewasreallyatouchingtruthinit,thestuffof——whatdidpeoplecallsuchthings?——anapologueoraparable。"Oneofthepair,"Isaid,"hastopayfortheother。Whatensuesisamiracle,andmiraclesareexpensive。What’sagreateronethantohaveyouryouthtwiceover?It’sasecondwind,another’go’——whichisn’tthesortofthinglifemostlytreatsusto。Mrs。Brisshadtogethernewblood,herextraallowanceoftimeandbloom,somewhere;

andfromwhomcouldshesoconvenientlyextractthemasfromGuyhimself?

SheHAS,byanextraordinaryfeatoflegerdemain,extractedthem;andhe,onhisside,tosupplyher,hashadtotapthesacredfount。Butthesacredfountislikethegreedyman’sdescriptionoftheturkeyasan’awkward’

dinnerdish。Itmaybesometimestoomuchforasingleshare,butit’snotenoughtogoround。"

Obertwasatalleventssufficientlystruckwithmyviewtothrowoutaquestiononit。"Sothat,payingtohislastdrop,Mr。Briss,asyoucallhim,canonlydieofthebusiness?"

"Oh,notyet,Ihope。ButbeforeHER——yes:long。"

Hewasmuchamused。"Howyoupolishthemoff!"

"Ionlytalk,"Ireturned,"asyoupaint;notabitworse!Butonemustindeedwonder,"Iconceded,"howthepoorwretchesfeel。"

"YoumeanwhetherBrissendenlikesit?"

Imadeupmymindonthespot。"Ifhelovesherhemust。Thatisifhelovesherpassionately,sublimely。"Isawitall。"It’sinfactjustbecausehedoessoloveherthatthemiracle,forher,iswrought。"

"Well,"myfriendreflected,"fortakingamiraclecoolly——!"

"Shehasn’therequal?Yes,shedoestakeit。Shejustquietly,butjustselfishly,profitsbyit。"

"Anddoesn’tseethenhowhervictimloses?"

"No。Shecan’t。Theperception,ifshehadit,wouldbepainfulandterrible——mightevenbefataltotheprocess。Soshehasn’tit。Shepassesroundit。Ittakesallherfloodoflifetomeetherownchance。Shehasonlyawonderfulsenseofsuccessandwell—being。TheOTHERconsciousness——"

"Isallfortheotherparty?"

"Theauthorofthesacrifice。"

"Thenhowbeautifully’poorBriss,’"mycompanionsaid,"musthaveit!"

Ihadalreadyassuredmyself。Hehadgonetobed,andmyfancyfollowedhim。"Oh,hehasitsothat,thoughhegoes,inhispassion,aboutwithher,hedaresscarcelyshowhisface。"AndImadeafinalinduction。"Theagentsofthesacrificeareuncomfortable,Igather,whentheysuspectorfearthatyousee。"

Myfriendwascharmedwithmyingenuity。"Howyou’veworkeditout!"

"Well,IfeelasifIwereonthewaytosomething。"

Helookedsurprised。"Somethingstillmore?"

"Somethingstillmore。"IhadanimpulsetotellhimIscarceknewwhat。

ButIkeptitunder。"Iseemtosnuffup——"

"Quoidonc?"

"Thesenseofadiscoverytobemade。"

"Andofwhat?"

"I’lltellyouto—morrow。Good—night。"

Chapter3

Ididonthemorrowseveralthings,butthefirstwasnottoredeemthatvow。ItwastoaddressmyselfstraighttoGraceBrissenden。"Imustletyouknowthat,inspiteofyourguarantee,itdoesn’tgoatall——oh,butnotatall!I’vetriedLadyJohn,asyouenjoined,andIcan’tbutfeelthatsheleavesusverymuchwherewewere。"Then,asmylistenerseemednotquitetorememberwherewehadbeen,Icametoherhelp。"YousaidyesterdayatPaddington,toexplainthechangeinGilbertLong——don’tyourecall?——thatthatwoman,plyinghimwithhergeniusandgivinghimofherbest,iscleverenoughfortwo。She’snotcleverenoughthen,itstrikesme,forthree——oratanyrateforfour。IconfessIdon’tseeit。

Doesshereallydazzleyou?"Myfriendhadcaughtup。"Oh,you’veastandardofwit!"

"No,I’veonlyasenseofreality——asensenotatallsatisfiedbythetheoryofsuchaninfluenceasLadyJohn’s。"

Shewondered。"Suchaoneaswhoseelsethen?"

"Ah,that’sforusstilltofindout!Ofcoursethiscan’tbeeasy;

forastheappearanceisinevitablyakindofbetrayal,it’sinsomebody’sinteresttoconcealit。"

ThisMrs。Brissendengrasped。"Oh,youmeaninthelady’s?"

"Inthelady’smost。ButalsoinLong’sown,ifhe’sreallytenderofthelady——whichispreciselywhatourtheoryposits。"

Mycompanion,onceroused,wasallthere。"Isee。Youcalltheappearanceakindofbetrayalbecauseitpointstotherelationbehindit。"

"Precisely。"

"Andtherelation——todothatsortofthing——mustbenecessarilysoawfullyintimate。"

"Intimissima。"

"Andkeptthereforeinthebackgroundexactlyinthatproportion。"

"Exactlyinthatproportion。"

"Verywellthen,"saidMrs。Brissenden,"doesn’tMr。Long’stendernessofLadyJohnquitefallinwithwhatImentionedtoyou?"

Irememberedwhatshehadmentionedtome。"HismakinghercomedownwithpoorBriss?"

"Nothingless。"

"Andisthatallyougoupon?"

"Thatandlotsmore。"

Ithoughtaminute——butIhadbeenabundantlythinking。"Iknowwhatyoumeanby’lots。’IsBrissendeninit?"

"Dearno——poorBriss!Hewouldn’tlikethat。isawthemanoeuvre,butGuydidn’t。Andyoumusthavenoticedhowhestucktoheralllastevening。"

"HowGilbertLongstucktoLadyJohn?Ohyes,Inoticed。TheywerelikeLordLutleyandMrs。Froome。Butisthatwhatonecancallbeingtenderofher?"

Mycompanionweighedit。"HemustspeaktoherSOMETIMES。I’mgladyouadmit,atanyrate,"shecontinued,"thatitdoestakewhatyousoprettilycallsomewoman’ssecretlygivinghimofherbesttoaccountforhim。"

"Oh,thatIadmitwithallmyheart——oratleastwithallmyhead。Only,LadyJohnhasnoneofthesigns——"

"Ofbeingthebeneficentwoman?WhatthenAREthey——thesigns——tobesoplain?"Iwasnotyetquitereadytosay,however;onwhichsheadded:

"Itprovesnothing,youknow,thatYOUdon’tlikeher。"

"No。Itwouldprovemoreifshedidn’tlikeME,which——fatuousfoolasyoumayfindme——Iverilybelieveshedoes。Ifshehatedmeitwouldbe,yousee,formyruthlessanalysisofhersecret。SheHASnosecret。

Shewouldlikeawfullytohave——andshewouldlikealmostasmuchtobebelievedtohave。Lastevening,afterdinner,shecouldfeelperhapsforawhilethatsheWASbelieved。Butitwon’tdo。There’snothinginit。

Youaskedmejustnow,"Ipursued,"whatthesignsofsuchasecretwouldnaturallybe。Well,bethinkyourselfamomentofwhatthesecretitselfmustnaturallybe。"

Oh,shelookedasifsheknewallaboutTHAT!"Awfullycharming——mustn’tit?——toactuponaperson,throughanaffection,sodeeply。"

"Yes——itcancertainlybenovulgarflirtation。"Ifeltalittlelikeateacherencouraginganaptpupil;butIcouldonlygoonwiththelesson。

"Whoeversheis,shegivesallshehas。Shekeepsnothingback——nothingforherself。"

"IseebecauseHEtakeseverything。Hejustcleansherout。"Shelookedatmepleasedatlastreallytounderstand——withthebestconscienceintheworld。"WhoIStheladythen?"

ButIcouldanswerasyetonlybyaquestion。"Howcanshepossiblybeawomanwhogivesabsolutelynothingwhatever;whoscrapesandsavesandhoards;whokeepseverycrumbforherself?Thewholeshow’sthere——toministertoLadyJohn’svanityandadvertisethebusiness——behindhersmartshop—window。Youcanseeit,asmuchasyoulike,andevenamuseyourselfwithpricingit。Butsheneverpartswithanarticle。IfpoorLongdependedonHER——"

"Well,what?"Shewasreallyinterested。

"Why,he’dbethesamepoorLongasever。Hewouldgoasheusedtogo——nakedandunashamed。No,"Iwoundup,"hedeals——turnedoutaswenowseehim——atanotherestablishment。"

"I’llgrantit,"saidMrs。Brissenden,"ifyou’llonlynamemetheplace。"

Ah,Icouldstillbutlaughandresume!"Hedoesn’tscreenLadyJohn——shedoesn’tscreenherself——withyourhusbandorwithanybody。It’sshewho’sherselfthescreen!Andpleasedassheisatbeingsoclever,andatbeingthoughtso,shedoesn’tevenknowit。Shedoesn’tsomuchassuspectit。

She’sanunmitigatedfoolaboutit。’OfcourseMr。Long’sclever,becausehe’sinlovewithmeandsitsatmyfeet,anddon’tyouseehowcleverIam?Don’tyouhearwhatgoodthingsIsay——waitalittle,I’mgoingtosayanotherinaboutthreeminutes;andhow,ifyou’llonlygivehimtimetoo,hecomesoutwiththemafterme?Theydon’tperhapssoundsogood,butyouseewherehehasgotthem。I’msobrilliant,infine,thatthemenwhoadmiremehaveonlytoimitateme,which,youobserve,theystrikinglydo。’Somethinglikethatisallherphilosophy。"

Myfriendturneditover。"Youdosoundlikeher,youknow。Yethow,ifawoman’sstupid——"

"Canshehavemadeamanclever?Shecan’t。Shecan’tatleasthavebegunit。Whatweshallknowtherealpersonby,inthecasethatyouandIarestudying,isthatthemanhimselfwillhavemadeherwhatshehasbecome。ShewillhavedonejustwhatLadyJohnhasnotdone——shewillhaveputuptheshuttersandclosedtheshop。Shewillhaveparted,forherfriend,withherwit。"

"Sothatshemayberegardedasreducedtoidiocy?"

"Well——soIcanonlyseeit。"

"Andthatifwelook,therefore,fortherightidiot——"

"Weshallfindtherightwoman——ourfriend’smysticEgeria?Yes,weshallbeatleastapproachingthetruth。Weshall’burn,’astheysayinhide—and—seek。"IofcoursekepttothepointthattheidiotwouldhavetoBEtherightone。ANYidiotwouldn’tbetothepurpose。Ifitwasenoughthatawomanwasafoolthesearchmightbecomehopelesseveninahousethatwouldhavepassedbutillforafool’sparadise。Wewereononeoftheshadedterraces,towhich,hereandthere,atallwindowstoodopen。

ThepicturewithoutwasallmorningandAugust,andwithinallcleardimnessandrichgleams。Westoppedonceortwice,rakingthegloomforlights,anditwasatsomesuchmomentthatMrs。BrissendenaskedmeifIthenregardedGilbertLongasnowexaltedtothepositionofthemostbrilliantofourcompanions。"Thecleverestmanoftheparty?"——itpulledmeupalittle。"Hardlythat,perhaps——fordon’tyouseetheproofsI’mmyselfgivingyou?ButsayheIS"——Iconsidered——"thecleverestbutone。"ThenextmomentIhadseenwhatshemeant。"Inthatcasethethingwe’relookingforoughtlogicallytobetheperson,oftheoppositesex,givingusthemaximumsenseofdepletionforhisbenefit?Thebiggestfool,yousuggest,MUST,consistently,betherightone?Yesagain;itwouldsoseem。Butthat’snotreally,yousee,theshortcutitsounds。Thebiggestfooliswhatwewant,butthequestionistodiscoverwhoISthebiggest。"

"I’mgladthenifeelsosafe!"Mrs。Brissendenlaughed。

"Oh,you’renotthebiggest!"Ihandsomelyconceded。"Besides,asI

say,theremustbetheotherevidence——theevidenceofrelations。"

Wehadgoneon,withthis,afewsteps,butmycompanionagaincheckedme,whilehernodtowardawindowgavemyattentionalead。"Won’tTHAT,asithappens,thendo?"Wecouldjustsee,fromwherewestood,acornerofoneoftherooms。Itwasoccupiedbyaseatedcouple,aladywhosefacewasinsightandagentlemanwhoseidentitywasattestedbyhisback,abacksomehowrepleteforus,atthemoment,withaguiltysignificance。

ThereWAStheevidenceofrelations。ThatwehadsuddenlycaughtLongintheactofpresentinghisreceptacleatthesacredfountseemedannouncedbythetoneinwhichMrs。Brissendennamedtheotherparty——"Mme。deDreuil!"

Welookedateachother,Iwasaware,withsomeelation;butourtriumphwasbrief。TheComtessedeDreuil,wequicklyfelt——anAmericanmarriedtoaFrenchman——wasn’tatallthething。Shewasalmostasmuch"allthere"

asLadyJohn。Shewasonlyanotherscreen,andweperceived,forthatmatter,thenextminute,thatLadyJohnwasalsopresent。Anotherstephadplaceduswithinrangeofher;thepicturerevealedintherichduskoftheroomwasagroupofthree。Fromthatmoment,unanimously,wegaveupLadyJohn,andaswecontinuedourstrollmyfriendbroughtoutherdespair。"ThenhehasnothingBUTscreens?Theneedforsomanydoessuggestafire!"

Andinspiteofdiscouragementshesounded,interrogatively,oneaftertheother,thenamesofthoseladiestheperfectionofwhosepresenceofmindmight,whenconsidered,passasquestionable。Wesoon,however,feltourprocesstobe,practically,atrifleinvidious。Notoneofthepersonsnamedcould,atanyrate——todothemalljustice——affectusasanintellectualruin。ItwasnaturalthereforeforMrs。Brissendentoconcludewithscepticism。

"Shemayexist——andexistasyourequireher;butwhat,afterall,provesthatshe’shere?Shemayn’thavecomedownwithhim。Doesitnecessarilyfollowthattheyalwaysgoabouttogether?"

Iwasreadytodeclarethatitnecessarilyfollowed。Ihadmyidea,andIdidn’tseewhyIshouldn’tbringitout。"It’smybeliefthathenomoregoesawaywithoutherthanyougoawaywithoutpoorBriss。"

Shesurveyedmeinsplendidserenity。"Butwhathaveweincommon?"

"Withthepartiestoanabandonedflirtation?Well,you’veincommonyourmutualattachmentandthefactthatyou’rethoroughlyhappytogether。"

"Ah,"shegood—humouredlyanswered,"wedon’tflirt!"

"Well,atallevents,youdon’tseparate。Hedoesn’treallysufferyououtofhissight,and,tocirculateinthesocietyyouadorn,youdon’tleavehimathome。"

"Whyshouldn’tI?"sheasked,lookingatme,Ithought,justatrifleharder。

"Itisn’taquestionofwhyyoushouldn’t——it’saquestionofwhetheryoudo。Youdon’t——doyou?That’sall。"

Shethoughtitoverasifforthefirsttime。"ItseemstomeIoftenleavehimwhenIdon’twanthim。"

"Oh,whenyoudon’twanthim——yes。Butwhendon’tyouwanthim?Youwanthimwhenyouwanttoberight,andyouwanttoberightwhenyoumixinascenelikethis。Imean,"Icontinuedformyprivateamusement,"whenyouwanttobehappy。Happiness,youknow,is,toaladyinthefulltideofsocialsuccess,evenmorebecomingthananewFrenchfrock。Youhavetheadvantage,foryourbeauty,ofbeingadmirablymarried。Youbloominyourhusband’spresence。Idon’tsayheneedalwaysbeatyourelbow;I

simplysaythatyou’remostcompletelyyourselfwhenhe’snotfaroff。

Iftherewerenothingelsetherewouldbethehelpgivenyoubyyourquietconfidenceinhislawfulpassion。"

’’I’mboundtosay,"Mrs。Brissendenreplied,"thatsuchhelpisconsistentwithhisnothavingspokentomesinceweparted,yesterday,tocomedownherebydifferenttrains。Wehaven’tsomuchasmetsinceourarrival。

Myfindinghimsoindispensableisconsistentwithmynothavingsomuchaslookedathim。Indispensable,please,forwhat?"

"Foryournotbeingwithouthim。"

"WhatthendoIdoWITHhim?"

Ihesitated——thereweresomanywaysofputtingit;butIgavethemallup。"Ah,IthinkitwillbeonlyHEwhocantellyou!Mypointisthatyou’vetheinstinct——playinginyou,oneitherside,withalltheeaseofexperience——ofwhatyouaretoeachother。AllImeanisthatit’stheinstinctthatLongandhisgoodfriendmusthave。Theytooperhapshaven’tspokentoeachother。Butwherehecomesshedoes,andwhereshecomeshedoes。That’swhyIknowshe’samongus。"

"It’swonderfulwhatyouknow!"Mrs。Brissendenagainlaughed。"HowcanyouthinkofthemasenjoyingthefacilitiesofpeopleinOURsituation?"

"Ofpeoplemarriedandthereforelogicallyinpresence?Idon’t,"I

wasabletoreply,"speakoftheirfacilitiesasthesame,andIrecogniseeverylimittotheirfreedom。ButImaintain,nonetheless,thatsofarastheyCANgo,theydogo。It’sarelation,andtheyworktherelation:

therelation,exquisitesurely,ofknowingtheyhelpeachothertoshine。

Whyaretheynot,therefore,likeyouandBrissenden?WhatImakeoutisthatwhentheydoshineonewillfind——thoughonlyafterahunt,Iadmit,asyousee——theymustbothhavebeeninvolved。Feelingtheirneed,andconsummatelyexpert,theywillhavemanaged,havearranged。"

【推荐阅读】幽幽深宫,醒来一梦似千年,重生于下堂妃身躯中的她,将如何手刃仇人? 点击阅读

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