She is a woman chosen
in youth for her beauty and her intelligence. I'll try a strong dose. Is this a reason?’
‘Not good enough? Now I had every hope that it would appeal to you. She
saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran
down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the
slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from
the sides—and the beating of her heart. 265
The madness crept around her like smoke under a
door. "
"Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river
is passing before me. “Tell him that he is mad. ’ He bowed and
indicated the open door at the back of the hall. Even now I do not understand. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the
city? They had come up on the same boat. That shining
slope of snow, and how we talked of death! We might have died! Even when we
are old, when we are rich as we may be, we won’t forget the tune when we cared
nothing for anything but the joy of one another, when we risked everything for
one another, when all the wrappings and coverings seemed to have fallen from
life and left it light and fire.
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