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But the marriage in itself is an excellent marriage. It 's not only brilliant, but it 's safe. I think Christina is quite capable of making it a means of misery; but there is no position that would be sacred to her. Casamassima is an irreproachable young man; there is nothing against him but that he is a prince. It is not often, I fancy, that a prince has been put through his paces at this rate.
"I have done my best." "I wish, then, you would take him away. You have plenty of money. Do me a favor. Take him to travel. Go to the East go to Timbuctoo. Then, when Christina is Princess Casamassima," Mrs. Light added in a moment, "he may come back if he chooses." "Does she really care for him?" Rowland asked, abruptly. "She thinks she does, possibly. She is a living riddle.
I have something here, here, here!" and she patted her heart. "It 's my own. I shan't part with it. Is it what you call an ideal? I don't know; I don't care! It is brighter than the Casamassima diamonds!" "You say that certain things are your own affair," Rowland presently rejoined; "but I must nevertheless make an attempt to learn what all this means what it promises for my friend Hudson.
That she was a very different woman from Christina Light did not at all prove that she was less a woman, and if the Princess Casamassima had gone up into a high place to publish her disrelish of a man who lacked the virile will, it was very certain that Mary Garland was not a person to put up, at any point, with what might be called the princess's leavings.
Rowland's imagination followed her forth with an irresistible tremor into the world toward which she was rolling away, with her detested husband and her stifled ideal; but it must be confessed that if the first impulse of his compassion was for Christina, the second was for Prince Casamassima.
One of these was the Cavaliere Giacosa; the other was Prince Casamassima. "I should have liked to lie down on the grass and go to sleep," Christina added. "But it would have been unheard of." "Oh, not quite," said the Prince, in English, with a tone of great precision. "There was already a Sleeping Beauty in the Wood!" "Charming!" cried Mrs. Light. "Do you hear that, my dear?"
I said to myself, 'She, in my place, would n't marry Casamassima. I could not help saying it, and I said it so often that I found a kind of inspiration in it. I hated the idea of being worse than she of doing something that she would n't do. I might be bad by nature, but I need n't be by volition.
Miss Garland, Rowland observed, had not contributed her scanty assistance to her kinsman's pursuit of the Princess Casamassima without an effort. The effort was visible in her pale face and her silence; she looked so ill that when they left the table Rowland felt almost bound to remark upon it. They had come out upon the grass in front of the inn. "I have a headache," she said.
Another ripple seemed to play for an instant in the current of the old man's irony, but he waived response. "It was a magnificent marriage," he said, solemnly. "I do not respect many people, but I respect Prince Casamassima." "I should judge him indeed to be a very honorable young man," said Rowland. "Eh, young as he is, he 's made of the old stuff. And now, perhaps he 's blowing his brains out.
The days passed, but brought with them no official invitation to Miss Light's wedding. He occasionally met her, and he occasionally met Prince Casamassima; but always separately, never together. They were apparently taking their happiness in the inexpressive manner proper to people of social eminence. Rowland continued to see Madame Grandoni, for whom he felt a confirmed affection.
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