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the glimpses of the moon-第64章

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months of it。  But his first intuition had been right; and now

they must both pay for their madness。  The Fates seldom forget

the bargains made with them; or fail to ask for compound

interest。  Why not; then; now that the time had come; pay up

gallantly; and remember of the episode only what had made it

seem so supremely worth the cost?



He sent a pneumatic telegram to Mrs。 Nicholas Lansing to say

that he would call on her that afternoon at four。  〃That ought

to give us time;〃 he reflected drily; 〃to 'settle things;' as

she calls it; without interfering with Strefford's afternoon

visit。〃







XXVIII



HER husband's note had briefly said:



〃To…day at four o'clock。 N。L。〃



All day she pored over the words in an agony of longing; trying

to read into them regret; emotion; memories; some echo of the

tumult in her own bosom。  But she had signed 〃Susy;〃 and he

signed 〃N。L。〃  That seemed to put an abyss between them。  After

all; she was free and he was not。  Perhaps; in view of his

situation; she had only increased the distance between them by

her unconventional request for a meeting。



She sat in the little drawing…room; and the cast…bronze clock

ticked out the minutes。  She would not look out of the window:

it might bring bad luck to watch for him。  And it seemed to her

that a thousand invisible spirits; hidden demons of good and

evil; pressed about her; spying out her thoughts; counting her

heart…beats; ready to pounce upon the least symptom of over…

confidence and turn it deftly to derision。  Oh; for an altar on

which to pour out propitiatory offerings!  But what sweeter

could they have than her smothered heart…beats; her choked…back

tears?



The bell rang; and she stood up as if a spring had jerked her to

her feet。  In the mirror between the dried grasses her face

looked long pale inanimate。  Ah; if he should find her too

changed!  If there were but time to dash upstairs and put on a

touch of red 。。。。



The door opened; it shut on him; he was there。



He said:  〃You wanted to see me?〃



She answered:  〃Yes。〃 And her heart seemed to stop beating。



At first she could not make out what mysterious change had come

over him; and why it was that in looking at him she seemed to be

looking at a stranger; then she perceived that his voice sounded

as it used to sound when he was talking to other people; and she

said to herself; with a sick shiver of understanding; that she

had become an 〃other person〃 to him。



There was a deathly pause; then she faltered out; not knowing

what she said:  〃Nickyou'll sit down?〃



He said:  〃Thanks;〃 but did not seem to have heard her; for he

continued to stand motionless; half the room between them。  And

slowly the uselessness; the hopelessness of his being there

overcame her。  A wall of granite seemed to have built itself up

between them。  She felt as if it hid her from him; as if with

those remote new eyes of his he were staring into the wall and

not at her。  Suddenly she said to herself:  〃He's suffering more

than I am; because he pities me; and is afraid to tell me that

he is going to be married。〃



The thought stung her pride; and she lifted her head and met his

eyes with a smile。



〃Don't you think;〃 she said; 〃it's more sensible…with

everything so changed in our livesthat we should meet as

friends; in this way?  I wanted to tell you that you needn't

feelfeel in the least unhappy about me。〃



A deep flush rose to his forehead。  〃Oh; I knowI know that〃

he declared hastily; and added; with a factitious animation:

〃But thank you for telling me。〃



〃There's nothing; is there;〃 she continued; 〃to make our meeting

in this way in the least embarrassing or painful to either of

us; when both have found 。。。。〃  She broke off; and held her hand

out to him。  〃I've heard about you and Coral;〃 she ended。



He just touched her hand with cold fingers; and let it drop。

〃Thank you;〃 he said for the third time。



〃You won't sit down?〃



He sat down。



〃Don't you think;〃 she continued; 〃that the new way of 。。。 of

meeting as friends 。。。 and talking things over without ill…

will 。。。 is much pleasanter and more sensible; after all?〃



He smiled。  〃It's immensely kind of you to feel that。〃



〃Oh; I do feel it!〃  She stopped short; and wondered what on

earth she had meant to say next; and why she had so abruptly

lost the thread of her discourse。



In the pause she heard him cough slightly and clear his throat。

〃Let me say; then;〃 he began; 〃that I'm glad tooimmensely glad

that your own future is so satisfactorily settled。〃



She lifted her glance again to his walled face; in which not a

muscle stirred。



〃Yes:  itit makes everything easier for you; doesn't it?〃



〃For you too; I hope。〃  He paused; and then went on:  〃I want

also to tell you that I perfectly understand〃



〃Oh;〃 she interrupted; 〃so do I; your point of view; I mean。〃



They were again silent。



〃Nick; why can't we be friends real friends?  Won't it be

easier?〃  she broke out at last with twitching lips。



〃Easier?〃



〃I mean; about talking things overarrangements。  There are

arrangements to be made; I suppose?〃



〃I suppose so。〃  He hesitated。  〃I'm doing what I'm told…simply

following out instructions。  The business is easy enough;

apparently。  I'm taking the necessary steps〃



She reddened a little; and drew a gasping breath。  〃The

necessary steps:  what are they?  Everything the lawyers tell

one is so confusing 。。。。  I don't yet understandhow it's

done。〃



〃My share; you mean?  Oh; it's very simple。〃  He paused; and

added in a tone of laboured ease:  〃I'm going down to

Fontainebleau to…morrow〃



She stared; not understanding。  〃To Fontainebleau?〃



Her bewilderment drew from him his first frank smile。  〃Well

I chose FontainebleauI don't know why 。。。 except that we've

never been there together。〃



At that she suddenly understood; and the blood rushed to her

forehead。  She stood up without knowing what she was doing; her

heart in her throat。  〃How grotesquehow utterly disgusting!〃



He gave a slight shrug。  〃I didn't make the laws 。。。。〃



〃But isn't it too stupid and degrading that such things should

be necessary when two people want to part?〃  She broke off

again; silenced by the echo of that fatal 〃want to part。〃 。。。



He seemed to prefer not to dwell farther on the legal

obligations involved。



〃You haven't yet told me;〃 he suggested; 〃how you happen to be

living here。〃



〃Herewith the Fulmer children?〃  She roused herself; trying to

catch his easier note。  〃Oh; I've simply been governessing them

for a few weeks; while Nat and Grace are in Sicily。〃  She did

not say:  〃It's because I've parted with Strefford。〃  Somehow it

helped her wounded pride a little to keep from him the secret of

her precarious independence。



He looked his wonder。  〃All alone with that bewildered bonne?

But how many of the
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