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the glimpses of the moon-第40章

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months earlier; had filled so many trunks to bursting。  Other

ladies; flocking there from all points of the globe for the same

purpose; disputed with her the Louis XVI suites of the Nouveau

Luxe; the pink…candled tables in the restaurant; the hours for

trying…on at the dressmakers'; and just because they were so

many; and all feverishly fighting to get the same things at the

same time; they were all excited; happy and at ease。  It was the

most momentous period of the year:  the height of the 〃dress

makers' season。〃



Mrs。 Vanderlyn had run across Susy Lansing at one of the Rue de

la Paix openings; where rows of ladies wan with heat and emotion

sat for hours in rapt attention while spectral apparitions in

incredible raiment tottered endlessly past them on aching feet。



Distracted from the regal splendours of a chinchilla cloak by

the sense that another lady was also examining it; Mrs。

Vanderlyn turned in surprise at sight of Susy; whose head was

critically bent above the fur。



〃Susy!  I'd no idea you were here!  I saw in the papers that you

were with the Gillows。〃  The customary embraces followed; then

Mrs。 Vanderlyn; her eyes pursuing the matchless cloak as it

disappeared down a vista of receding mannequins; interrogated

sharply:  〃Are you shopping for Ursula?  If you mean to order

that cloak for her I'd rather know。〃



Susy smiled; and paused a moment before answering。  During the

pause she took in all the exquisite details of Ellie Vanderlyn's

perpetually youthful person; from the plumed crown of her head

to the perfect arch of her patent…leather shoes。  At last she

said quietly:  〃Noto…day I'm shopping for myself。〃



〃Yourself?  Yourself?〃  Mrs。 Vanderlyn echoed with a stare of

incredulity。



〃Yes; just for a change;〃 Susy serenely acknowledged。



〃But the cloakI meant the chinchilla cloak 。。。 the one with

the ermine lining 。。。。〃



〃Yes; it is awfully good; isn't it?  But I mean to look

elsewhere before I decide。〃



Ah; how often she had heard her friends use that phrase; and how

amusing it was; now; to see Ellie's amazement as she heard it

tossed off in her own tone of contemptuous satiety!  Susy was

becoming more and more dependent on such diversions; without

them her days; crowded as they were; would nevertheless have

dragged by heavily。  But it still amused her to go to the big

dressmakers'; watch the mannequins sweep by; and be seen by her

friends superciliously examining all the most expensive dresses

in the procession。  She knew the rumour was abroad that she and

Nick were to be divorced; and that Lord Altringham was 〃devoted〃

to her。  She neither confirmed nor denied the report:  she just

let herself be luxuriously carried forward on its easy tide。

But although it was now three months since Nick had left the

Palazzo Vanderlyn she had not yet written to him…nor he to her。



Meanwhile; in spite of all that she packed into them; the days

passed more and more slowly; and the excitements she had counted

on no longer excited her。  Strefford was hers:  she knew that he

would marry her as soon as she was free。  They had been together

at Ruan for ten days; and after that she had motored south with

him; stopping on the way to see Altringham; from which; at the

moment; his mourning relatives were absent。



At Altringham they had parted; and after one or two more visits

in England she had come back to Paris; where he was now about to

join her。  After her few hours at Altringham she had understood

that he would wait for her as long as was necessary:  the fear

of the 〃other women〃 had ceased to trouble her。  But; perhaps

for that very reason; the future seemed less exciting than she

had expected。  Sometimes she thought it was the sight of that

great house which had overwhelmed her:  it was too vast; too

venerable; too like a huge monument built of ancient territorial

traditions and obligations。  Perhaps it had been lived in for

too long by too many serious…minded and conscientious women:

somehow she could not picture it invaded by bridge and debts and

adultery。  And yet that was what would have to be; of course 。。。

she could hardly picture either Strefford or herself continuing

there the life of heavy county responsibilities; dull parties;

laborious duties; weekly church…going; and presiding over local

committees 。。。。  What a pity they couldn't sell it and have a

little house on the Thames!



Nevertheless she was not sorry to let it be known that

Altringham was hers when she chose to take it。  At times she

wondered whether Nick knew 。。。 whether rumours had reached him。

If they had; he had only his own letter to thank for it。  He had

told her what course to pursue; and she was pursuing it。



For a moment the meeting with Ellie Vanderlyn had been a shock

to her; she had hoped never to see Ellie again。  But now that

they were actually face to face Susy perceived how dulled her

sensibilities were。  In a few moments she had grown used to

Ellie; as she was growing used to everybody and to everything in

the old life she had returned to。  What was the use of making

such a fuss about things?  She and Mrs。 Vanderlyn left the

dress…maker's together; and after an absorbing session at a new

milliner's were now taking tea in Ellie's drawing…room at the

Nouveau Luxe。



Ellie; with her spoiled child's persistency; had come back to

the question of the chinchilla cloak。  It was the only one she

had seen that she fancied in the very least; and as she hadn't a

decent fur garment left to her name she was naturally in

somewhat of a hurry 。。。 but; of course; if Susy had been

choosing that model for a friend 。。。。



Susy; leaning back against her cushions; examined through half…

closed lids Mrs。 Vanderlyn's small delicately…restored

countenance; which wore the same expression of childish

eagerness as when she discoursed of the young Davenant of the

moment。  Once again Susy remarked that; in Ellie's agitated

existence; every interest appeared to be on exactly the same

plane。



〃The poor shivering dear;〃 she answered laughing; 〃of course it

shall have its nice warm winter cloak; and I'll choose another

one instead。〃



〃Oh; you darling; you!  If you would!  Of course; whoever you

were ordering it for need never know 。。。。〃



〃Ah; you can't comfort yourself with that; I'm afraid。  I've

already told you that I was ordering it for myself。〃  Susy

paused to savour to the full Ellie's look of blank bewilderment;

then her amusement was checked by an indefinable change in her

friend's expression。



〃Oh; dearestseriously?  I didn't know there was someone 。。。。〃



Susy flushed to the forehead。  A horror of humiliation

overwhelmed her。  That Ellie should dare to think that of her

that anyone should dare to!



〃Someone buying chinchilla cloaks for me?  Thanks!〃  she flared

out。  〃I suppose I ought to be glad that the idea didn't

immediately occur to you。  At least there was a decent
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