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"Are they not charming little creatures?" she asked Mr. Campbell. "They are trained to be so, to sing, dance and amuse and to look pretty. But I assure you some of them develop into splendid women. Many of them marry well. The geisha girl is not always a butterfly." There was a subdued fire in her eyes as she spoke. Mr. Campbell looked at her curiously.
The courier was, I could only suppose, the audacious Bindo himself. That day passed quite merrily. We lunched together, took a drive in the pretty Bois de la Cambre, and after dining, went to the Monnaie to see Madame Butterfly.
Of course I must return to my master, for he is a magician, and would seek me out and kill me; but I can deceive him about this matter easily enough." When the butterfly flew in at the door of the mandarin's laundry he asked, eagerly: "Well, did you meet a child?" "I did," replied the butterfly, calmly. "It was a pretty, golden-haired girl but now 'tis a grunting pig!" "Good! Good!
The leaves russet, gold and crimson were dropping to the autumn-greening earth, the sunlight was as yellow as the wings of a butterfly, and on the horizon was a faint haze that shadowed the coming Indian summer. But still it was warm enough for a great spread on the lawn, and what a feast for mountain eyes chicken, turkey, cold ham, pickles, croquettes, creams, jellies, beaten biscuits.
During such evenings Irene was seized at moments by a dream of certain grand solitudes, pure, surrounded by cordial warmth, remote from the uproar of streets, the rustle of silks, the noise of vain words, whose emptiness and falsehood she had measured; but straightway she said to herself: "Painted pots, ideals! these have no existence!" and she made a gesture, as if driving from above her head a beautiful butterfly, feeling convinced that that butterfly was merely a phantom.
There is a blessed consolation in all this: the female with the trousseau, the champagned locks and the notoriety lasts no longer than the butterfly, and her place is soon taken by the girl who never bothers about the paragraphs, because she is sure to get them.
The elderly butterfly of the Empire came down with his whole weight on the poor poet, and tried to frighten and crush him by his self-importance. He grew taller as he gave an embellished account of his perilous wanderings; but while he impressed the poet's imagination, the lover was by no means afraid of him.
It stood to reason: no matter how fond two people were of each other, the one who was about to emerge, like a butterfly from its sheath, could not be asked to regret her release; and, at moments when Laura lay sobbing face downwards on her bed, or otherwise vented her pertinacious and disruly grief at these moments she thought she scented a dash of relief in Evelyn, at the prospect of deliverance.
They too, like Fergusson's butterfly, had a quaint air of having wandered far from their own place; they looked abashed and homely, with their gables and their creeping plants, their outside stairs and running null-streams; there were corners that smelt like the end of the country garden where I spent my Aprils; and the people stood to gossip at their doors, as they might have done in Colinton or Cramond.
So it was finally agreed that they should pull only once up and down, making about four miles. As the Butterfly club were to meet that evening, Frank departed earlier than he otherwise would have done, so as not to be considered an intruder. Tony's club were in high spirits that evening. The praise bestowed upon them had created a strong feeling of self-reliance in their minds.
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