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Returning to town I feverishly collected them all; I picked out each in its order and held it up to the light. This gave me a maddening month, in the course of which several things took place. One of these, the last, I may as well immediately mention, was that I acted on Vereker's advice: I renounced my ridiculous attempt. I could really make nothing of the business; it proved a dead loss.
Meanwhile he really avoided the chances London life might have given him of meeting the distinguished novelist; a danger, however, that disappeared with Vereker's leaving England for an indefinite absence, as the newspapers announced going to the south for motives connected with the health of his wife, which had long kept her in retirement.
She was moved, as I could see, to such depths that she must mean the great thing. "Vereker's idea?" "His general intention. George has cabled from Bombay." She had the missive open there; it was emphatic though concise. "Eureka. Immense." That was all he had saved the cost of the signature. I shared her emotion, but I was disappointed. "He doesn't say what it is." "How could he in a telegram?
I thought for a moment he was playing with me. "Mrs. Deane knew it; she had it, as I say, straight from Corvick, who had, after infinite search and to Vereker's own delight, found the very mouth of the cave. Where is the mouth? He told after their marriage and told alone the person who, when the circumstances were reproduced, must have told you.
I drew him to a sofa, I lighted another cigar and, beginning with the anecdote of Vereker's one descent from the clouds, I recited to him the extraordinary chain of accidents that had, in spite of the original gleam, kept me till that hour in the dark. I told him in a word just what I've written out here.
Meanwhile he really avoided the chances London life might have given him of meeting the distinguished novelist; a danger however that disappeared with Vereker's leaving England for an indefinite absence, as the newspapers announced going to the south for motives connected with the health of his wife, which had long kept her in retirement.
I had of course however to recollect that his wife might have imposed her conditions and exactions. I had above all to recollect that with Vereker's death the major incentive dropped. He was still there to be honoured by what might be done he was no longer there to give it his sanction. Who, alas, but he had the authority?
Vereker's own statement to me was exactly that the 'figure' WOULD fit into a letter." "Well, I cabled to George an hour ago two words," said Gwendolen. "Is it indiscreet of me to ask what they were?" She hung fire, but at last brought them out. "'Angel, write." "Good!" I exclaimed. "I'll make it sure I'll send him the same."
He had begun on the spot, for one of the quarterlies, a great last word on Vereker's writings, and this exhaustive study, the only one that would have counted, have existed, was to turn on the new light, to utter oh, so quietly! the unimagined truth. It was in other words to trace the figure in the carpet through every convolution, to reproduce it in every tint.
They appeared to have caught instinctively at Vereker's high idea of enjoyment. Their intellectual pride, however, was not such as to make them indifferent to any further light I might throw on the affair they had in hand. They were indeed of the "artistic temperament," and I was freshly struck with my colleague's power to excite himself over a question of art.
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