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"Then I can go away from Buyukderer just for those few weeks." "I " She paused; then went on: "I must tell you that you mustn't come to Buyukderer again this summer." "Then you won't go there?" "Of course I must go. I have the villa. I am going there next week." "If you go, then I shall go. But I'll leave when Jimmy comes, as you are so fussed about him."
Clarke's pale and very efficient hypocrisy, which he had been able to observe at close quarters since he had been at Buyukderer, might well have been brought into play against himself, as it had been brought into play against the little world on the Bosporus and against Jimmy. Dion made up his mind that he would go to the pavilion that night.
I wished you to come here, and willed you to come here. For some reason you have come. You didn't let me know you were here, but, by chance as it seems, we met. I don't mean to lose sight of you. I intend that you shall come either to Buyukderer, or to some place on the Bosporus not far off that's endurable in the summer, and that you shall stay there for a time." "Why?"
But some one or something's seen to it that I shall know all about punishment and haunting. So I shall never be absurd about you again." After a pause she said: "I wonder why you thought that about me?" "I don't know. It just came into my head." "Well, sit down and let us have our tea." Dion sat down mechanically, and Mrs. Clarke poured out the tea. "I wish it was Buyukderer," she said.
A fierce flush came into Dion's face. "I said you would probably come out to Buyukderer," she continued, "and that I wanted to bring you to the summer Embassy and to introduce you to the Ambassador and Lady Ingleton." Dion sat up and pressed his hands palm downwards on the ground. "I shall not go. How could you say that I was here? You know I had dropped my own name."
At first he sat down. The room was full of the scent of flowers, and he remembered the strong flowery scent which had greeted him when he visited the villa at Buyukderer for the first time. How long ago that seemed aeons ago! A few minutes passed, registered by the ticking of a little clock of exquisite bronze work on the mantelpiece. She did not come. He felt restless.
There are other places besides Constantinople and Buyukderer. You might go to one of them. Or you might travel." She sat down for a moment looking down. "Do you mean that I might travel with you?" she said, at last. "Not with me. But I could happen to be where you are." "That's not possible. Some one would get to know of it."
Fortunately I have so many friends who believe in me that I am in a fairly strong position. I don't want to weaken that position on account of Jimmy. Now, if you came to Buyukderer under an assumed name, I couldn't introduce you to any one, or explain you without telling lies. Gossip runs along the shores of the Bosporus like fire along a hayrick.
When he was alone he realized something; she had assumed that he was going to make a long stay in Buyukderer. Once, in speaking of the foliage, she had said, "You will notice in September " Why was she so certain he would stay on? There was nothing to prevent him from going away by the steamer on the morrow.
So he had thought of Africa on many a night as he sat in the Hotel des Colonies at Marseilles. But he had not crossed to Africa. The wind died away. It had only been a capricious gust, a wandering guest of the morning. Down below in the Bay of Buyukderer the waters were quiet; the row boats lay still at the edge of the quay; the small yachts, with their sails furled, slept at their moorings.
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