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clung around her； brought back all his early passion。 Apart from this
voluptuousness of the heart into which he had fallen； Malbone's was a
simple and unspoiled nature； he had no vices； and had always won
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popularity too easily to be obliged to stoop for it； so all that was noblest in
him paid allegiance to Hope。 From the moment they again met； his
wayward heart reverted to her。 He had been in a dream； he said to
himself； he would conquer it and be only hers； he would go away with her
into the forests and green fields she loved； or he would share in the life of
usefulness for which she yearned。 But then； what was he to do with this
little waif from the heart's tropics；once tampered with； in an hour of mad
dalliance； and now adhering in…separably to his life？ Supposing him
ready to separate from her； could she be detached from him？
Kate's anxieties； when she at last hinted them to Malbone； only sent
him further into revery。 〃How is it；〃 he asked himself； 〃that when I only
sought to love and be loved； I have thus entangled myself in the fate of
others？ How is one's heart to be governed？ Is there any such governing？
Mlle。 Clairon complained that； so soon as she became seriously attached
to any one； she was sure to meet somebody else whom she liked better。
Have human hearts；〃 he said； 〃or at least； has my heart； no more stability
than this？〃
It did not help the matter when Emilia went to stay awhile with Mrs。
Meredith。 The event came about in this way。 Hope and Kate had been to
a dinner…party； and were as usual reciting their experiences to Aunt Jane。
〃Was it pleasant？〃 said that sympathetic lady。
〃It was one of those dreadfully dark dining…rooms；〃 said Hope； seating
herself at the open window。
〃Why do they make them look so like tombs？〃 said Kate。
〃Because；〃 said her aunt； 〃most Americans pass from them to the tomb；
after eating such indigestible things。 There is a wish for a gentle
transition。〃
〃Aunt Jane；〃 said Hope； 〃Mrs。 Meredith asks to have a little visit from
Emilia。 Do you think she had better go？〃
〃Mrs。 Meredith？〃 asked Aunt Jane。 〃Is that woman alive yet？〃
〃Why； auntie！〃 said Kate。 〃We were talking about her only a week
ago。〃
〃Perhaps so；〃 conceded Aunt Jane； reluctantly。 〃But it seems to me
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she has great length of days！〃
〃How very improperly you are talking； dear！〃 said Kate。 〃She is not
more than forty； and you are〃
〃Fifty…four；〃 interrupted the other。
〃Then she has not seen nearly so many days as you。〃
〃But they are such long days！ That is what I must have meant。 One
of her days is as long as three of mine。 She is so tiresome！〃
〃She does not tire you very often；〃 said Kate。
〃She comes once a year；〃 said Aunt Jane。 〃And then it is not to see
me。 She comes out of respect to the memory of my great…aunt； with whom
Talleyrand fell in love； when he was in America； before Mrs。 Meredith
was born。 Yes； Emilia may as well go。〃
So Emilia went。 To provide her with companionship； Mrs。 Meredith
kindly had Blanche Ingleside to stay there also。 Blanche stayed at different
houses a good deal。 To do her justice； she was very good company； when
put upon her best behavior； and beyond the reach of her demure mamma。
She was always in spirits； often good…natured； and kept everything in
lively motion； you may be sure。 She found it not unpleasant； in rich
houses； to escape some of those little domestic parsimonies which the
world saw not in her own； and to secure this felicity she could sometimes
lay great restraints upon herself； for as much as twenty…four hours。 She
seemed a little out of place； certainly； amid the precise proprieties of Mrs。
Meredith's establishment。 But Blanche and her mother still held their place
in society； and it was nothing to Mrs。 Meredith who came to her doors； but
only from what other doors they came。
She would have liked to see all 〃the best houses〃 connected by secret
galleries or underground passages； of which she and a few others should
hold the keys。 A guest properly presented could then go the rounds of all
unerringly； leaving his card at each； while improper acquaintances in vain
howled for admission at the outer wall。 For the rest； her ideal of social
happiness was a series of perfectly ordered entertainments； at each of
which there should be precisely the same guests； the same topics； the same
supper； and the same ennui。
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CHAPTER XI。
DESCENSUS AVERNI。
MALBONE stood one morning on the pier behind the house。 A two
days' fog was dispersing。 The southwest breeze rippled the deep blue
water； sailboats； blue； red； and green； were darting about like white…
winged butterflies； sloops passed and repassed； cutting the air with the
white and slender points of their gaff…topsails。 The liberated sunbeams
spread and penetrated everywhere； and even came up to play （reflected
from the water） beneath the shadowy； overhanging counters of dark
vessels。 Beyond； the atmosphere was still busy in rolling away its vapors；
brushing the last gray fringes from the low hills； and leaving over them
only the thinnest aerial veil。 Farther down the bay； the pale tower of the
crumbling fort was now shrouded； now revealed； then hung with floating
lines of vapor as with banners。
Hope came down on the pier to Malbone； who was looking at the
boats。 He saw with surprise that her calm brow was a little clouded； her
lips compressed； and her eyes full of tears。
〃Philip；〃 she said； abruptly； 〃do you love me？〃
〃Do you doubt it？〃 said he； smiling； a little uneasily。
Fixing her eyes upon him； she said； more seriously： 〃There is a more
important question； Philip。 Tell me truly； do you care about Emilia？〃
He started at the words； and looked eagerly in her face for an
explanation。 Her expression only showed the most anxious solicitude。
For one moment the wild impulse came up in his mind to put an entire
trust in this truthful woman； and tell her all。 Then the habit of concealment
came back to him； the dull hopelessness of a divided duty； and the
impossibility of explanations。 How could he justify himself to her when he
did not really know himself？ So he merely said； 〃Yes。〃
〃She is your sister；〃 he added； in an explanatory tone； after a pause；
and despised himself for the subterfuge。 It is amazing how long a man
may be false in action before he ceases to shrink from being false in
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words。
〃Philip；〃 said the unsuspecting Hope； 〃I knew that you cared about her。
I have seen you look at her with so much affection； and then again I have
seen you look cold and almost stern。 She notices it； I am sure she does；
this changeableness。 But this is not why I ask the question。 I think you
must have seen something else that I have been observing； and if you care
about her； even for my sake； it is enough。〃
Here Philip started； and felt relieved。
〃You must be her friend；〃 continued Hope； eagerly。 〃She has
changed her whole manner and habits very fast。 Blanche Ingleside and
that set seem to have wholly controlled her； and there is something
reckless in all her ways。 You are the only person who can help her。〃
〃How？〃
〃I do not know how；〃 said Hope； almost impatiently。 〃You know how。
You have wonderful
