And who is the man you are not allowed to marry? Valade,
perhaps?’
‘Dieu du ciel,’ exclaimed the girl, jumping up. Except that this music we have
been swimming in is divine. Courtlaw
stood up. He put it carefully aside,
resolved to defer the attempt till night. She realized more and more the
quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in
certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of
such a self-abandonment. Glancing idly up at her own window as they had swung round the corner she had
seen a strange thing. It seemed
incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only
by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream
of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya,
and all the twining beauty of the gods.
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