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He thought, too, that Saint-Aignan, in drawing the portraits, would find a means of insinuating some flattering allusions which would be agreeable to the ears of one his majesty was interested in pleasing. It was with this hope and with this fear that Louis authorized Saint-Aignan to sketch the portraits of the shepherdesses, Phyllis, Amaryllis, and Galatea.
But, alas! the Baron was learning that if Amaryllis pouts, the shadiest corner may prove too warm. Why, he was asking himself, should she exhibit this incomprehensible annoyance? What had he done? How to awake her smiles again? "I do not forget my old friends so quickly," he protested. "No, I do assure you! I do not onderstand vy you should say so."
They sat on a little irregular terrace, a few feet above the water, and Dick, taking the cup from his flask, and having dipped, tasted, rinsed and filled again, passed it to Amaryllis. "Good water," he said, watching her drink. Amaryllis smiled on him as she finished, and plunged into the ample pocket of Mrs. Brundage's skirt for her chocolate.
A moment later the visitor spoke. It was the little girl who acted as page for the Greek. "Open, lady; it is I, Myrrha." Laodice went to the windows. "Amaryllis sends thee greeting and would speak with thee, in her hall," the girl said. Reluctantly Laodice, who feared the revelation which the light might have to make of her stunned and revolted face, followed the page.
"I feel when I am with you that I am enveloped in some strong essence," and Amaryllis lay back with a satisfied sigh "as though I were uplifted and awakened it is very curious because you have such a wicked face, but you make me feel that I want to be good." His queer, husky voice took on a new note.
"Won't ask, shan't have," said Lady Elizabeth. "Will Sir Randal Bellamy be here to lunch?" asked the girl. "I hope so, my dear. He's with Dick or was sitting on the bed to keep him down till the doctor came. He's like a hen with one chick over that brother of his." And Lady Elizabeth Bruffin laughed. "I think it's it's beautiful," said Amaryllis, with a shade of indignation in her voice.
"But last night I was in bed before twelve; I suppose he took advantage of that and sneaked back to the laboratory again." "But I thought," said Amaryllis, after a pause, "that Ambrotox was finished and ready to make its bow to the public." "God forbid!" said Bellamy, in a tone of such intensity that the girl was astonished.
But does reason hush that strange speaking voice in you, which we Jews call conscience? Tell me; have you reasoned till it ceases to rebuke you?" "Ah, how hard you are to accommodate," Amaryllis smiled. "I mean to show you how you can abide here. I can ask no more of John. Philadelphus alone is master of your fate. I have not sought to change you before I sought to change Philadelphus.
"But I'll go out and look for the girl. I I should like to discover of a truth if the passage leads out of Jerusalem." Amaryllis closed her lips firmly. Philadelphus read in the look that he could not escape without Laodice. Without further speech, he went to the vestibule, took his cloak and kerchief from the porter and went out into the city.
He was not a practised lover; women had played a very small part in his life always too filled with work and the one dominating idea to make room for them. He had none of the tender graciousness ready at his command which Denzil would very well have known how to show. But he loved Amaryllis, and this was the first time he had permitted the expression of his emotion to appear.
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