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Waymarsh himself, for that matter, apparently recognised, in respect to the facts, the need of a larger justice, and he had with it an inclination to Sarah. "Miss Jane's strikingly handsome in the regular French style."
"Ah then," said Strether good-naturedly, "why DID he bring her?" "He couldn't afford not to." "Oh you were a trophy one of the spoils of conquest? But why in that case, since you do 'compromise' " "Don't I compromise HIM as well? I do compromise him as well," Miss Barrace smiled. "I compromise him as hard as I can. But for Mr. Waymarsh it isn't fatal.
Her appearance was really indeed funnier than anything else the spirit in which he felt her to be there as soon as she was there, the shade of obscurity that cleared up for him as soon as he was seated with her in the small salon de lecture that had, for the most part, in all the weeks, witnessed the wane of his early vivacity of discussion with Waymarsh.
He saw furthermore that they weren't, as had first come to him, alone together; he was at no loss as to the identity of the broad high back presented to him in the embrasure of the window furthest from the door. Waymarsh, whom he had to-day not yet seen, whom he only knew to have left the hotel before him, and who had taken part, the night previous, on Mrs.
The amusement, at all events, of a civilisation intenser was what familiar compatriot as she was, with the full tone of the compatriot and the rattling link not with mystery but only with dear dyspeptic Waymarsh she appeared distinctly to promise.
As he, however, for the time answered nothing, only returning the look with which she watched him, she presented herself where it was easier to meet her. "What will Mr. Waymarsh exactly have done?" "Simply have written a letter. One will have been quite enough. He has told them I want looking after." "And DO you?" she was all interest. "Immensely. And I shall get it."
It was prompt, it was possibly even premature, and there was little doubt of the expression of face the sight of it would have produced in a certain person. But if it was "wrong" why then he had better not have come out at all. At this, poor man, had he already and even before meeting Waymarsh arrived. He had believed he had a limit, but the limit had been transcended within thirty-six hours.
Our friend had had indeed on his side too a subject for silence, which he fully appreciated; but it was a matter of a different sort, and the figure of the income he had arrived at had never been high enough to look any one in the face. "I don't know as I quite see what you require it for. You don't appear sick to speak of." It was of Europe Waymarsh thus finally spoke.
"'Unexpected'?" He had a brief hesitation; then, however, he was firm. "We're leaving Paris." "Leaving? That IS sudden." Waymarsh showed a different opinion. "Less so than it may seem. The purpose of Mrs. Pocock's visit is to explain to you in fact that it's NOT."
"Ah then," her visitor cheerfully replied, "all the more reason! To-morrow, for instance, or next day?" she continued to Strether. "Tuesday would do for me beautifully." "Tuesday then with pleasure." "And at half-past five? or at six?" It was ridiculous, but Mrs. Pocock and Waymarsh struck him as fairly waiting for his answer.
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