“Ye-es，I’veaskedforit。”
MrsBoultespokeinalow，eve~voiceforfiveminutes，verydistinctly，thattheremightbenomisunderstandinghermeaningWhenSamsonbrokethepillarsofGaza，hedidalittlething，andonenottobecomparedtothedeliberatepullingdownofawoman5homesteadaboutherownearsTherewasnoWisefemalefriendtoadviseMrs。
Boulte，thesingularlycautiouswife，toholdherhandShestruckatBoulte’sheart，becauseherownwassickwithsuspicionofKurrell，andwornoutwiththelongstrainofwatchingalonethroughtheRainsTherewasnoplanorpurposeinherspeakingThesentencesmadethemselves；
andBoultelistenedleaningagainstthedoor-postwithhishandsinhispocketsWhenallwasover，andMrsBoultebegantobreathethroughhernosebeforebreakingoutintotears，helaughedandstaredstraightinfrontofhimattheDosebrihills。
“Isthatall？”besaid“Thanks，Ionlywantedtoknow，youknow。”
“Whatareyougoingtodo？”saidthewoman，betweenhersobs。
“Do！NothingWhatshouldIdo？KillKurrellorsendyouHome，orapplyforleavetogetadivorce？It’~
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twodays’dokintoNarkarra。”Helaughedagainandwenton：“I’lltellyouwhatyoucando。
YoucanaskKurrelltodinnerto-morrow-no，onThursday，thatwillallowyoutimetopack~andyoucanholtwithhimIgiveyoumywordIwon’tfollow。”
Hetookuphishelmetandwentoutoftheroom，andMrsBoultesattillthemoonlightstreakedthefloor，thinkingandthinkingandthinkingShehaddoneherbestuponthespurofthemomenttopullthehousedown；butitwouldnotfallMoreover，shecouldnotunderstandherhusband，andshewasafraidThenthefollyofheruselesstruthfulnessstruckher，andshewasashamedtowritetoKurrell，say]ng：“IhavegonemadandtoldeverythingMyhusbandsaysthatIamfreetoelopewithyouGetaddkforThursday，andwewillflyafterdinner。”Therewasacold-bloodednessaboutthatprocedurewhichdidnotappealtoherSoshesatstillinherownhouseandthought。
Atdinner-timeBoultecamebackfromhiswalk，whiteandwornandhaggard，andthewomanwastouchedathisdistressAstheeveningworeon，shemutteredsomeexpressionofsorrow，somethingapproachingtocontritionBoultecameoutofabrownstudyandsaid，“Oh，that！I
wasn’tthinkingaboutthatBytheway，whatdoesKurrellsaytotheelopement？”
“Ihaven’tseenhim。”saidMrsBoulte“GoodGod！isthatall？”
ButBoultewasnotlistening，andhersentenceendedinagulp。
ThenextdaybroughtnocomforttoMrsBoulte，forKurrelldidnotappear，andthenewlifethatshe，inthefiveminutes’madnessofthepreviousevening，hadhopedtobuildoutoftheruinsoftheold，seemedtobenonearer。
Boulteatehisbreakfast，advisedhertoseeherArabponyfedintheveranda，andwentoutThemorningworethrough，andatmiddaythetensionbecameunendurableMrsBoultecouldnotcryShehadfinishedhercryinginthenight，andnowshedidnotwanttobeleftalonePerhapstheVansoythenwomanwouldtalktoher；and，sincetalkingopenstheheart，perhapstheremightbesomecomforttobefoundinhercompanyShewastheonlyotherwomanintheStation。
InKasbimatherearenoregularcalling-hoursEveryonecandropinuponeveryoneelseatpleasureMrsBoulteputonabigteraihat，andwalkedacrosstotheVansoythen’shousetoborrow]astweek’sQueenThetwocompoundstouched，andin-steadofgoingupthedrive，shecrossedthroughthegapinthecactus-hedge，enteringthehousefromthebackAsshepassedthroughthedining-room，sheheard，behindthepurdahthatcloakedthedrawing-roomdoor，herhusband’svoice，saying-“ButonmyHonor！OnmySoulandHonor，Itellyoushedoesn’tcareformeShetoldmesolastnightIwouldhavetoldyouthenifVansuythenhadn’tbeenwithyouIfitisforhersakethatyou’llhavenothingtosaytome，youcanmakeyourmindeasyIt’sKurrell’
“What？”saidMrsVansoythen，withanhystericallittlelaugh。
“Kurrell！Oh，itcan’tbeYoutwomusthavemadesomehorriblemistakePerhapsyou-youlostyourtemper，ormisunAWAYSIDECOMEDY
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derstood，orsomethingThingscan’tbeaswrongasyousay。”
MrsVansuythenhadshiftedherdefencetoavoidtheman’spleading，andwasdesperatelytryingtokeephimtoaside-issue。
“Theremustbesomemistake。”sheinsisted，“anditcanbeallputrightagain。”
Boultelaughedgrimly。
“Itcan’tbeCaptainKurrell！Hetoldmethathehadnevertakentheleast-theleastinterestinyourwife，MrBoulteOh，dolisten！HesaidhehadnotHesworehehadnot。”saidMrs。
Vansuythen。
Thepurdahrustled，andthespeechwascutshortbytheentryofalittle，thinwomanwithbigringsroundhereyesMrsVansuytbenstoodupwithagasp。
“Whatwasthatyousaid？”askedMrsBoulte“NevermindthatmanWhatdidTedsaytoyou？
Whatdidhesaytoyou？Whatdidhesaytoyou？”
MrsVansuythensatdownhelplesslyonthesofa，overbornebythetroubleofherquestioner。
“Hesaid-Ican’trememberexactlywhathesaid-butIunderstoodhimtosay-thatis-But，really，MrsBoulte，isn’titratherastrangequestion？”
“Willyoutellmewhathesaid？”repeatedMrsBoulteEvenatigerwillflybeforeabearrobbedofherwhelps，andMrsVansuythenwasonlyanordinarilygoodwomanShebeganinasortofdesperation：“Well，hesaidthathenevercaredforyouatall，and，ofcourse，therewasnottheleastreasonwhyheshouldhave，and-and-thatwasall。”
“YousaidhesworehehadnotcaredformeWasthattrue？”
“Yes。”saidMrsVansuythen，verysoftly。
MrsBoultewaveredforaninstantwhereshestood，andthenfellforwardfainting。
“WhatdidItellyou？”saidBoulte，asthoughtheconversationhadbeenunbroken“YoucanseeforyourselfShecaresforhim。”Thelightbegantobreakintohisdullmind，andhewenton-“Andh~whatwashesayingtoyou？”
ButMrsVansuythen，withnoheartforexplanationsorimpassionedprotestations，waskneelingoverMrsBoulte。
“Oh，youbrute！”shecried“Areallmenlikethis？Helpmetogetherintomyroom-andherfaceiscutagainstthetableOh，willyoubequiet，andhelpmetocarryher？Ihateyou，andIhateCaptainKurrellLiftherupcarefullyandnow-go！Goaway！”
BoultecarriedhiswifeintoMrsVansuythen’sbedroomanddepartedbeforethestormofthatlady’swrathanddisgust，impenitentandburningwithjealousy。
KurrellhadbeenmakinglovetoMrsVansuythen-woulddoVansuytbenasgreatawrongashehaddoneBoulte，whocaughthimselfconsideringwhetherMrsVansuythenwouldfaintifshediscoveredthatthemanshelovedhadforeswornher。
Inthemiddleofthesemeditations，Kurrellcamecanteringalongtheroadandpulledupwithacheery，“Goodmornin’’BeenmashingMrsVansuythenasusual，eh？Badthingforasober，marriedman，thatWhatwillMr~Boultesay？”
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Boulteraisedhisheadandsaid，slowly，“Oh，youliar！”Kurrell’sfacechanged“What’sthat？”
heasked，quickly。
“Nothingmuch。”saidBoulte“Hasmywifetoldyouthatyoutwoarefreetogooffwheneveryouplease？ShehasbeengoodenoughtoexplainthesituationtomeYou’vebeenatruefriendtome，Kurrell-oldman-haven’tyou？”
Kurrellgroaned，andtriedtoframesomesortofidioticsentenceaboutbeingwillingtogive“satisfaction。”Buthisinterestinthewomanwasdead，haddiedoutintheRains，and，mentally，hewasabusingherforheramazingindiscretionItwouldhavebeensoeasytohavebrokenoffthethinggentlyandbydegrees，andnowhewassaddledwith-Boulte’5voicerecalledhim。
“’Idon’tthinkIshouldgetanysatisfactionfromkillingyou，andI’mprettysureyou’dgetnonefromkillingme。”
Theninaqueruloustone，ludicrouslydisproportionedtohiswrongs，Boulteadded-“’Seemsratherapitythatyouhaven’tthedecencytokeeptothewoman，nowyou’vegotherYou’vebeenatruefriendtohertoo，haven’tyou？”
KurrellstaredlongandgravelyThesituationwasgettingbeyondhim。
“Whatdoyoumean？”hesaid。
Boulteanswered，moretohimselfthanthequestioner：’MywifecameovertoMrsVansuythen’sjustnow；anditseemsyou’dbeentellingMrsVansuythenthatyou’dnevercaredforEmmaI
supposeyoulied，asusualWhathadMrsVansuytbentodowithyou，oryouwithher？Trytospeakthetruthforonceinaway。”
Kurrelltookthedoubleinsultwithoutwincing，andrepliedbyanotherquestion：“Goon。
Whathappened？”
“Emmafainted。”saidBoulte，simply。
“But，lookhere，whathadyoubeensayingtoMrsVansuythen？”
KurrelllaughedMrsBoultehad，withunbridledtongue，madehavocofhisplans；andhecouldatleastretaliatebyhurtingthemaninwhoseeyeshewashumiliatedandshowndishonorable。
“Saidtoher？Whatdoesamantellalielikethatfor？IsupposeI
saidprettymuchwhatyou’vesaid，unlessI’magooddealmistaken。”
“Ispokethetruth。”saidBoulte，againmoretohimselfthanKurrell“EmmatoldmeshehatedmeShehasnorightinme。”
“No！IsupposenotYou’reonlyherhusband，y’knowAndwhatdidMrsVansuythensayafteryouhadlaidyourdisengagedheartatherfeet？”
Kurrellfeltalmostvirtuousasheputthequestion。
“Idon’tthinkthatmatters。”Boultereplied；“anditdoesn’tconcernyou。”
“Butitdoes！Itellyouitdoes“beganKurrell，shamelessly。
ThesentencewascutbyaroaroflaughterfromBoulte’slips。
Kurrellwassilentforaninstant，andthenhe，too，laughed-laughedlongandloudly，rockinginhissaddleItwasanunpleasantsound-themirthlessmirthofthesemenonthelong，whitelineoftheNarkarraRoadTherewerenostrangersinKashima，ortheymighthavethoughtthatcaptivitywithintheAWAYSIDECOMEDY
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DosehrihillshaddrivenhalftheEuropeanpopulationmadThelaughter~ndedabruptly，andKurrellwasthefirsttospeak。
“Well，whatareyougoingtodo？”
Boultelookeduptheroad，andatthehills“Nothing。”saidhe，quietly；“what’stheuse？It’stooghastlyforanythingWemustlettheoldlifegoon。
Icanonlycallyouahoundandaliar，andIcan’tgooncallingyounamesforeverBesideswhich，Idon’tfeelthatI’mmuchbetterWecan’tgetoutofthisplaceWhatistheretodo？”
Kurrelllookedroundtherat-pitofKashimaandmadenoreply。
Theinjuredhusbandtookupthewondroustale。
“Rideon，andspeaktoEmmaifyouwanttoGodknowsIdon’tcarewhatyoudo。”
HewalkedforwardandleftKurrellgazingblanklyafterhim。
KurrelldidnotrideoneithertoseeMrsBoulteorMrsVansuythenHesatinhissaddleandthought，whilehisponygrazedbytheroadside。
ThewhirofapproachingwheelsrousedhimMrsVansuythenwasdrivinghomeMrsBoulte，whiteandwan，withacutonherforehead。
“Stop，please。”saidMrsBoulte“IwanttospeaktoTed。”
MrsVansuythenobeyed，butasMrsBoulteleanedforward，puttingherhanduponthesplash-hoardofthedog-cart，Kurrel]spoke。
“I’veseenyourhusband，MrsBoulte。
TherewasnonecessityforanyfurtherexplanationTheman’seyeswerefixed，notuponMrs。
Boulte，buthercompanionMrsBoultesawthelook。
“Speaktohim！”shepleaded，turningtothewomanatherside。
“Oh，speaktohim！TellhimwhatyoutoldmejustnowTellhimyouhatehimTellhimyouhatehim！”
Shebentforwardandweptbitterly，whilethesais，impassive，wentforwardtoholdthehorse。
MrsVansuythenturnedscarletanddroppedthereinsShewishedtobenopartytosuchunholyexplanations。
“I’venothingtodowithit。”shebegan，coldly；butMrsBoulte’ssobsovercameher，andsheaddressedherselftotheman“Idon’tknowwhatIamtosay，CaptainKurrellIdon’tknowwhatIcancallyouIthinkyou’ve-you’vebehavedabominably，andshehascutherforeheadterriblyagainstthetable。”
“Itdoesn’thurtItisn’tanything。”saidMrsBoultefeebly“Thatdoesn’tmatterTellhimwhatyoutoldmeSayyoudon’tcareforhimOh，Ted，~von’tyoubelieveher？”
“MrsBoultehasmademeunderstandthatyouwere-thatyouwerefondofheronceuponatime。”wentonMrsVansuythen。
“Well！”saidKurrellbrutally“ItseemstomethatMrsBoultehadbetterbefondofherownhusbandfirst。”
“Stop！”saidMrsVansuythen“HearmefirstIdon’tcare-Idon’twanttoknowanythingaboutyouandMrsBoulte；butIwantyoutoknowthatIhateyou，thatI
thinkyouareacur，andthatI’llnever，neverspeaktoyouagainOh，Idon’tdaretosaywhatI
thinkofyou，you-man！”
~outhlIorderedtheHawleyBoy，as’aevaluedmypatronage，nottocallThefirstpersonI
stumbleover-literallystumbleover-inherpoky，dark，jittledrawing-roomis，ofcourse，theflawleyBoyShekeptuswaitingtenrninutes，andthenemergedasthough~hehadbeentippedoutofthedirtyrIothesbasketYouknowmyway，dear，whenIamallputoutIwasSuperior，crrrushinglySuperior！’LiftedmyeyestoHeaven，andhadheardofnothing-’droppedmyeyesonthecarpetand’reallydidn’tknow’-’playedwitnmycardcaseand’supposedso。’TheHawleyBoygiggledlikeagirl，andIhadtofreezehimwithscowlsbetweenthesentences。”
“Andshe？”
“Shesatinaheapontheedgeofacouch，andmanagedtoconveytheimpressionthatshewassufferingfromstomach-ache，attheveryleastItwasallIcoulddonottoaskafterhersymptomsWhenIroseshegruntedjust~keabuffalointhewater-toolazytomove。”
“Areyoucertain？’-“AmIblind，Polly？Laziness，sheerl。~iness，nothingelse-orhergarmentswereonlyconstructedforsittingdownin。
Istayedforaquarterofanhourtryingtopenetratethegloom，toguesswhathersurroundingswerelike，whileshestuckouthertongue。”
“Lu-cy！’~
“Well-I’llwithdrawthetongue，thoughI’msureifshedidn’tdoitwhenIwasintheroom，shedidtheminuteIwasoutsideAtanyrate，shel~yinalumpandgruntedAsktheHawleyBoy，dearIbel~evcthegruntswerem~antforsentencesbutshespokesoindistinctlythatIcan’tsweartoit。”
“Youareincorrigible，simply。”
“Iamnot！Treatmecivilly，givemepeacewithhonor，don’tputtheonlyavailableseatfacingthewindow，andachildmayeatjaminmylapbeforeChurchButIresentbeinggruntedat。
Wouldn’tyou？DoyousupposethatshecommunicatesherviewsonlifeandlovetoTheDancingMasterinasetofmodulated’Grmphs’？”
“YouattachtoomuchimportancetoTheDancingMaster。”
“Hecameaswewent，andTheDowdgrewalmostcordialatthesightofhimHesmiledgreasily，andmovedaboutthatdarkeneddog-kennelinasuspiciouslyfamiliarway。”
“Don’tbeuncharitableAnysinbutthatI’llforgive。”
“ListentothevoiceofHistoryIamonlydescribingwhatIsaw。
Heentered，theheaponthesofarevivedslightly，andtheHawleyBoyandIcameawaytogetherHeisdisillusionea，butI
feltitmydutytolecturehimseverelyforgoingthereAndthat’sall。”
“NowforPity’ssakeleavethewretchedcreatureandTheDancingMasteraloneTheyneverdidyouanyharm。”
“Noharm？Todressasanexampleandastumbling-blockforhalfSimla，andthentofindthisPersonwhoisdressedbythehandofGod-notthatIwishtodisparageHimforamoment，butyouknowthetikkadhurziewayHeattiresthoseliliesofthefield-thisPersondrawstheeyesofmen-andsomeofthemnicemen？It’salmostenough~omakeonedi~cardclothingItoldtheHawleyBoyso。”
“IwanttospeaktoTed。”moanedMrsBoulte，butthedog-cartrattledon，andKurrellwasleftontheroad，shamed，andboilingwithwrathagainstMrsBoulte。
HewaitedtillMrsVansuythenwasdrivingbacktoherownhouse，and，shebeingfreedfromtheembarrassmentofMrsBoulte’spresence，learnedforthesecondtimeheropinionofhimselfandhisactions。
Intheevenings，itwasthewontofallKashimatomeetattheplatformontheNarkarraRoad，todrinktea，anddiscussthetrivialitiesofthedayMajorVansuythenandhiswifefoundthemselvesaloneatthegathering-placeforalmostthefirsttimeintheirremembrance；andthecheeryMajor，intheteethofhiswife’sremarkablyreasonablesuggestionthattherestoftheStationmightbesick，insistedupondrivingroundtothetwobungalowsandunearthingthepopulation。
“Sittinginthetwilight！”saidhe，withgreatindignationtotheBoultesThat’llneverdo！Hangitall，we’reonefamilyhere！Youmustcomeout，andsomustKurrellI’llmakehimbringhisbanjo。”SogreatisthepowerofhonestsimplicityandagooddigestionoverguiltyconsciencesthatallKashimadidturnout，evendowntothebanjo；andtheMajorembracedthecompanyinoneexpansivegrinAshegrinned，MrsVansuythenraisedhereyesforaninstantandlookedatallKashimaHermeaningwasclearMajorVansuythenwouldneverknowanythingHewastobetheoutsiderinthathappyfamilywhosecagewastheDosehrihills。
“You’resingingvillainouslyoutoftune，Kurrell。”saidtheMajor，truthfully“Passmethatbanjo。”
Andhesanginexcruciating-wisetillthestarscameoutandallKashimawenttodinner。
ThatwasthebeginningoftheNewLifeofKashima-thelifethatMrsBoultemadewhenhertonguewasloosenedinthetwilight。
MrsVansuythenhasnevertoldtheMajor；andsincebeinsistsuponkeepingupaburdensomegeniality，shehasbeencompelledtobreakhervowofnotspeakingtoKurrellThisspeech，whichmustofnecessitypreservethesemblanceofpolitenessandinterest，servesadmirablytokeepalivetheflameofjealousyanddullhatredinBoulte’sbosom，asitawakensthesamepassionsinhiswife’sheartMrsBoultehatesMrsVansuythenbecauseshehastakenTedfromher，and，insomecuriousfashion，hatesherbecauseMrs。
Vansuythen-andherethewife’seyesseefarmoreclearlythanthehusband’s-detestsTedAndTed-thatgallantcaptainandhonorableman-knowsnowthatitispossibletohateawomanonceloved，tothevergeofwishingtosilenceherforeverwithblows。
Aboveall，isheshockedthatMrsBoultecannotseetheerrorofherways。
Boulteandhegoouttiger-shootingtogetherinallfriendship。
Boultehasputtheirrelationshiponamostsatisfactoryfooting。
“You’reablackguard。”hesaystoKurrell，“andI’velostanyself-respectImayeverhavehad；butwhenyou’reASECOND-RATEWOMAN
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literyousawherwalkingwithTheDancingMaster-anhourlateryoumetherhereattheLibrary。”
“StillwithTheDancingMaster，remember。”
“StillwithTheDancingMaster，Iadmit，butwhyonthestrengthofthatshouldyouimagine“-“I
imaginenothingIhavenoimaginationIamonlyconvincedthatTheDancingMasterisattractedtoTheDowdbecauseheisobjectionableineverywayandsheineveryotherIfIknowthemanasyouhavedescribedhim，heholdshiswifeinslaveryatpresent。”
“Sheistwentyyearsyoungerthanhe。”
“Poorwretch！And，intheend，afterkehasposedandswaggeredandlied-hehasamouthunderthatraggedmoustachesimplymadeforlies-hewillberewardedaccordingtohismerits。”
“Iwonderwhatthosereallyare。”saidMrsMallowe。
ButMrsHauksbee，herfaceclosetoheshelfofthenewbooks，washummingsoftly：“WhatshallhehavewhokilledtheDeer！”Shewasaladyofunfetteredspeech。
Onemonthlater，sheannouncedherotentionofcallinguponMrs。
DelvilleBothMrsHauksbeeandMrsMallowewereinmorningwrappers，andtherewasagreatpeaceintheland。
“IshouldgoasIwas。”saidMrsMallowe“Itwouldbeadelicatecomplimenttoherstyle。”
MrsHauksbeestudiedherselfintheglass。
“Assumingforamomentthatsheeverdarkenedthesedoors，I
shouldputonthisrobe，afteralltheothers，toshowherwhatamorningwrapperoughttobeItmightenlivenherAsitis，Ishallgointhedove-colored-sweetemblemofyouthandinnocenc~andshallputonmynewgloves。”
“Ifyoureallyaregoing，dirtytanwouldbetoogood；andyouknowthatdove-colorspotswiththerain。”
“IcarenotImaymakeherenviousAtleastIshalltry，thoughonecannotexpectverymuchfromawomanwhoputsalacetuckerintoherhabit。”
“JustHeavens！Whendidshedothat？”
“Yesterday-ridingwithTheDancingMasterImetthematthebackofJakko，andtherainhadmadethelaceliedownTocompletetheeffect，shewaswearinganuncleanteraiwiththeelasticunderherchinIfeltalmosttoowellcontenttotakethetroubletodespiseher。”
“TheHawleyBoywasridingwithyouWhatdidhethink？”
“Doesaboyevernoticethesethings？ShouldIlikehimifhedid？
Hestaredintherudestway，andjustwhenIthoughthehadseentheelastic，hesaid，’There’ssomethingverytakingaboutthatface。’IrebukedhimonthespotIdon’tapproveofboysbeingtakenbyfaces。”
“OtherthanyourownIshouldn’tbeintheleastsurprisediftheHawleyBoyimmediatelywenttocall。”
“IforbadehimLetherbesatisfiedwithTheDancingMaster，andhiswifewhenshecomesup。
I’mrathercurioustoseeMrsBentandtheDelvillewomantogether。”
MrsHauksheedepartedand，attheendofanhour，returnedslightlyflushed。
“ThereisnolimittothetreacheryofTHEHILLOFILLUSION
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withme，IcanfeelcertainthatyouarenotwithMrsVansuythen，ormakingEmmamiserable。”
KurrellenduresanythingthatBoultemaysaytohimSometimestheyareawayforthreedaystogether，andthentheMajorinsistsuponhiswifegoingovertositwithMrs，Boulte；althoughMrsVansuythenhasrepeatedlydedaredthatsheprefersherhusband’scompanytoanyintheworldFromthewayinwhichsheclingstohim，shewouldcertainlyseemtobespeakingthetruth。
Butofcourse，astheMajorsays，“inalittleStationwemustallbefriendly。”
TheHillofIllusionWhatrenderedvaintheirdeepdesire？
AGod，aGodtheirseveranceruled，AndbadebetweentheirshorestobeTheunplumbed，salt，estrangingsea-
MatthewArnold。
HETellyour’hampanisnottohurryso，dearTheyforgetI’mfreshfromthePlains。
SHESureproofthatIhavenotbeengoingoutwithanyoneYes，theyareanuntrainedcrew。
Wheredowego？
HEAsusual-totheworld’sendNo，Jakko。
SHEHaveyourponyledafteryou，thenIt’salongound。
HEAndforthelasttime，thankHeaven！
SHEDoyoumeanthatstill？Ididn’tdaretowritetoyouaboutit-allthesemonths。
HEMeanit！I’vebeenshapingmyaffairstothatendsinceAutumnWhatmakesyouspeakasthoughithadoccurredtoyouforthefirsttime？
SHEI！Oh！Idon’tknowI’vehadlongenoughtothink，too。
HEAndyou’vechangedyourmind？
SHENoYououghttoknowthatI
amamiracleofconstancyWhatareyour-arrangements？
HEOurs，Sweetheart，please。
SHEOurs，beitthenMypoorboy，howthepricklyheathasmarkedyourforehead！Haveyouevertriedsulphateofcopperinwater？
HEIt’llgoawayinadayortwauphereThearrangementsaresimpleenoughTongaintheearlymorning-reachKalkaattwelve-Umballaatseven-down，straightbynighttrain，toBombay，andthenthesteamerofthe21stforRomeThat’smyideaTheContinentandSweden-aten-weekhoneymoon。
SHESsh！Don’ttalkofitinthatwayItmakesmeafraidGuy，howlonghavewetwobeeninsane？
HESeve~monthsandfourteendays，Iforgettheoddhoursexactly，butI’llthink。
SHEIonlywantedtoseeifyourememberedWhoarethosetwoontheBlessingtonRoad？
HEEabreyandthePennerwomanWhatdotheymattertous？
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