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"They should be kept in their proper place, then," she answered. "You may choose what you please to point a moral, but for pity's sake be careful about what you use to adorn a tale." "Moral or no moral," said the young sculptor, "I think a new poem of any kind a thing to be thankful for." "And do you call that kind of thing new?" said Ideala.
He shut the door, and Ideala heard him walking up and down on the landing outside. The dying girl seemed scarcely conscious of what was passing. Ideala looked round for something to revive her. There was not even a cup of water in the room. She knelt once more beside the bed, and raised her in her arms, and let her head rest on her shoulder.
Dear, how rapidly reforms are carried out when we take them in hand ourselves!" she exclaimed. "All the spiritual power is ours, and while we refuse to know, it must be wasted for want of direction." "But that is what you reject," said Father Ricardo. "The Church is ever ready to direct her children." "For her own advantage, and very badly," Ideala answered.
"You will have to begin at the beginning, you know. Come, Lorrimer, we'll go down the river. And," to Ideala, "you might tell us all about it on the way, you know." "Yes, come," said Lorrimer. Ideala rose to accompany them without a thought.
"So spoilt and conceited, you might say," was the rejoinder; but she felt that there was jealousy in the tone, and only laughed. "What an interesting face he has," a lady remarked, who was having tea with Ideala, tete-a-tete, one afternoon, and had brought the conversation round to Lorrimer, as seemed inevitable in those days. "He must make a charming portrait."
Ideala looked younger, certainly, but the change showed itself most in her perfect serenity, and in the steadfast earnestness of her wonderful eyes. But I had no time to talk to her, for Claudia, in diamonds and velvet and lace her donning of which is her one way of expressing a satisfaction too deep for words blazed in upon us.
Very young girls know nothing of love and marriage." "Very young," he repeated thoughtfully. He was drawing figures with his pen on the blotting-paper before him. "But why did you marry him, then?" "I can give you no reason except that I was not happy at home." "You all say that," slipped from him, with a gesture of impatience. "I wish I had been more original," said Ideala.
He was writing rapidly, and seemed absorbed in his subject. He was frowning slightly, his face was pale and set, and he looked older by ten years than when he had spoken last, and seemed cold and unimpassioned as a judge; but Ideala thought again that the face was a fine one. Presently he became conscious of her earnest gaze.
Long claps of thunder rolled and muttered incessantly away in the distance, and every now and then one would burst directly above them, as it seemed, with splendid effect. Lorrimer looked up at the window straight before him, and played with a pen; and Ideala, half turning her back to him, sat silent also, watching the storm.
The same party met again at Ilverthorpe, but there were others there as well Ideala, Mrs. Kilroy's father and mother Mr. and Lady Adeline Hamilton-Wells, and Lady Galbraith, but not Sir George. In the drawing-room after dinner, Beth was intent upon a portfolio of drawings, and Ideala, seeing her alone, went up to her. "Are you fond of pictures?" she said to Beth.
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