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"I remember being sixteen myself; I have never been so old since. But I was very old for my age, then. Do you think you are?" "I don't believe I am," said Clementina, laughing again, but still very discreetly. "Then I should like to tell you that you have a very agreeable voice. Do you sing?" "No'm no, sir no," said Clementina, "I can't sing at all."
Lander fell away to sleep, she was so far out of danger as to be able to ask how Clementina had enjoyed herself, and to be glad that she had such a good time.
She did not offer to help her up the stairs; Hinkle had to do it, and he met the girl slowly coming up as he returned from delivering Mrs. Lander over to Maddalena. "She's all right, now," he ventured to say, tentatively. "Is she?" Clementina coldly answered. In spite of her repellent air, he persisted, "She's a pretty sick woman, isn't she?" "The docta doesn't say."
April was budless and cold, a month of storms; the snow drifted deep along the streets and M. Chateaudoux was much inconvenienced during his promenades in the afternoon. He would come back with most reproachful eyes for Clementina in that she so stubbornly clung to her vagabond exile and refused so fine a match as the Prince of Baden.
The ladies talked a good deal, but Florimel was not in earnest about anything, and for Clementina to have turned the conversation upon those possibilities, dim dawning through the chaos of her world, which had begun to interest her, would have been absurd especially since such was her confusion and uncertainty, that she could not tell whether they were clouds or mountains, shadows or continents.
Gregory came round the corner of the building from the dining-room, and the big girl who was crouching before Clementina, and who boasted that she was not afraid of the student, called saucily to him, "Come here, a minute, Mr. Gregory," and as he approached, she tilted aside, to let him see Clementina's slippers.
So Dame Clementina ran out quickly, and pulled down the sprig of dill and the verse. Then the way the people hurried out of the yard! They fairly danced and flourished their heels, old folks and all. They were so delighted to be able to move, and they wanted to be sure they could move.
"In virtue of being slaves and stealing the choice," replied Malcolm. "You are playing with words," said Clementina. "If I am, at least I am not playing with things," returned Malcolm. "If you like it better, my lady, I will say that, in declaring he has no choice, the man with all his soul chooses the good, recognizing it as the very necessity of his nature."
"I would I were in the kingdom of heaven if it be such as you and Mr. Graham take it for!" said Clementina. "You must be in it, my lady, or you couldn't wish it to be such as it is." "Can one then be in it, and yet seem to be out of it, Malcolm?" "So many are out of it that seem to be in it, my lady, that one might well imagine it the other way with some." "Are you not uncharitable, Malcolm?"
Lander's references by letters to Boston, he said to Clementina's father and mother, "There's only one danger, now, and that is that she will spoil Clementina; but there's a reasonable hope that she won't know how." He found the Claxons struggling with a fresh misgiving, which Claxon expressed. "The way I look at it is like this. I don't want that woman should eva think Clem was after her money.
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