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Logotheti, whose only preoccupation hitherto had been to get away as soon as possible, now stared at him, too. Margaret's tone and her sudden change to the use of English did the rest. He recognised Lushington, but remembered that he himself was completely disguised in his chauffeur's dress and mask; so he said nothing.
'Griggs is always trying to coax the Djin back into the bottle, like the fisherman in the Arabian Nights, answered Logotheti. 'He has read Kant till he believes that the greatest things in the world can be squeezed into a formula of ten words, or nailed up amongst the Categories like a dead owl over a stable door. My intelligence, such as it is, abhors definitions!
She put the watch to her ear and listened. Nine women out of ten are generally in doubt as to whether their watches have not just stopped. 'Yes, she said. 'It is going. Logotheti remembered how long the seconds had seemed while he was taking Margaret up in the lift, and it seemed as if hours had passed since then.
Logotheti had taken off his cap in order to adjust his goggles and shield. When the bicycle had gone by he laughed. 'There goes a typical French bookworm, bicycling to get an appetite, he observed. 'I wonder why a certain type of Frenchman always wears kid boots with square patent leather toes, and a Lavallière tie, and spectacles with tortoise-shell rims!
'Is it true that he once asked you to marry him and you refused him? Margaret turned her pale face to Logotheti with a look of genuine surprise. 'Yes. It's true. But I never told any one. How in the world did you hear it? 'And he quite lost his head, I heard, and behaved like a madman 'Who told you that? asked Margaret, more and more astonished, and not at all pleased.
How much more, then, by the near approach of such an event as a first appearance on the stage! Logotheti bribed the doorkeeper at the small theatre where Margaret was rehearsing. Whenever there was a rehearsal he was there before her, quite out of sight in the back of a lower box, and he did not go away until he was quite sure that she had left.
The change had come quickly. Logotheti thought of beautiful beings of old, disguised as yielding, mortal women, who had visited the men they loved on earth and had by and by revealed themselves as true and puissant goddesses, moving in a sphere of rosy light, and speaking only to command. Logotheti took her down in the lift and they went back into the big room where they had left Madame De Rosa.
She felt as if she had known Logotheti all her life, as if she understood him thoroughly and was not displeased that he should understand her. They went into the next room for coffee. 'You used to like my Zara maraschino, said Logotheti to Madame De Rosa. He took a decanter from a large case, filled a good-sized liqueur glass for her and set it beside her cup.
Logotheti began to talk at once, while Mustapha Pasha plunged into a political conversation with Griggs. 'I'm much more glad to see you than you can imagine, the Greek said, not in an undertone, but just so softly that no one else could hear him. 'I'm not good at imagining, answered Margaret. 'But I'm glad you are here. There are so many new faces. 'Happily you are not shy.
'The writer was well informed about you, at least, observed Logotheti. 'You say that the details are true. 'Absolutely. That makes the other thing all the more dreadful. 'It's not such a frightful crime, after all, Logotheti answered with a little surprise. 'Long before he fell in love with you he may have liked some one else! Such things may happen in every man's life.
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