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Ampelio, and the waste of violet sea. His inattentive ear was caught at last by the name of Lightmark occurring, recurring, in the light eddy of his companion's speech, and he turned to her with an air of apologetic inquiry. "Yes," Mrs. Dollond was observing, "it was quite a grand wedding; rather pretentious, you know, we thought it, for the Sylvesters but, oh, a great affair!
"That's it, Eve," exclaimed Lightmark hastily. "I'm afraid of his critical what's-his-name. You know he can be awfully severe sometimes, the old beggar, and I don't want him to curl me up and annihilate me while you're here." "I don't believe he would, if it were ever so bad," said Eve, only half satisfied. "And it isn't; it's awfully good. But it's too dark to see anything now."
Oswyn shot a quick glance at him, and then looked away as suddenly, and after a brief silence they parted. Rainham was already beginning to consider himself secure from the inconvenient allusions to Lightmark and their altered relations, which he had at first nervously anticipated.
This project, however, fell through, and by way of compensation Lightmark and Charles enjoyed the privilege of entertaining the party, including Lady Garnett and Miss Masters, at Borghoni's; after which the younger people chartered a boat, and floated idly about the star-reflecting lake, while the dowagers maintained a discreet surveillance from their seat on the esplanade.
He had no more to learn. He glanced at Lightmark curiously, almost impartially, his loathing strangely tempered by a sort of self-contempt, that he should have been so deluded. The clumsy lies which this man had told him, and which he in his indolent charity had believed!
There was an angry light in his eyes, but it faded immediately. Oswyn continued apologetically: "I beg your pardon. It must be very annoying to you to be puffed indiscreetly. But I fancied, you know " Lightmark, flushing a little, interrupted him, laying his hand with a quick gesture, that might have contained an appeal in it, on the painter's frayed coat-sleeve.
I've forgotten my latchkey again! Of course you're not coming yet, Dick? Come and breakfast with me to-morrow. Good-night, you fellows!" "Copal has been in great form to-night," said Lightmark, after the door had closed on him, getting up and stretching himself. "What does it mean? Joy at my return? Fatted calf?" "No doubt, my boy, no doubt," growled McAllister humorously, on his way to the door.
Only, unfortunately, he happens to be inextricably entangled with all that is most sacred, most important to me. It is of his wife Mrs. Lightmark: do you know her? that I think." Oswyn shook his head. "I know her only by sight, as we all do; she is very beautiful." "I don't mind telling you that I have considered her a great deal yes, immensely.
When Lightmark was alone, he stood for a few minutes before the fire in meditation; then he clenched his fist viciously. "Confound the girl, and him, too! No, poor devil! he meant well. It was just the senseless, quixotic sort of thing one would have expected of him. But I don't know that it has done much good. It has made me feel a sneak, though I've only been lying to back him up.
"Dick," she said presently to her husband, who was leaning against the rails of the veranda, lazily enjoying a final cigarette, "did it ever strike you that Philip Rainham was in love with anybody?" Lightmark turned and gazed at her through the open window wonderingly, almost suspiciously, and then broke into a laugh. "Or that anyone was in love with him?" she pursued gravely.
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