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The active temperament is almost bound to misunderstand the imaginative or artistic spirit and its difficulties. A real cul de sac was to Algitha almost unthinkable. There must be some means of finding one's way out. Hadria's present attitude amazed and irritated her. She objected to her regular church-going, as dishonest.
After many calculations and consultations with Madame Vauchelet, Hadria finally decided to rent, for three months, a cheerful little suite of rooms near the Arc de Triomphe. Madame Vauchelet drank a cup of tea in the little salon with quiet heroism, not liking to refuse Hadria's offer of the friendly beverage.
Dear me, it will soon rust of its own accord. You might as well ask some luckless warrior who stands at bay, facing overwhelming odds, to yield up his sword and leave himself defenceless. It is an insult to one's common sense." Algitha's remonstrance seemed only to inflame her sister's mood, so she said no more. But she watched Hadria's increasingly reckless conduct, with great uneasiness.
When Hadria's parents visited the Red House, Miss Temperley was asked to meet them, by special request. Henriette employed tact on a grand scale, and achieved results in proportion. She was sorry that dear Hadria did not more quickly recover her strength. Her health was not what it ought to be. Mrs. Fullerton sighed. She was ready to play into Miss Temperley's hands on every occasion.
Martha ran for her doll and her blue man, and was soon busy at play, in a corner of the room, building Eiffel Towers out of stone bricks, and knocking them down again. "I don't yet quite understand, Henriette, your object in coming to Paris." Hadria's voice had grown calmer. "I came to make an appeal to your sense of duty and your generosity." "Ah!"
"No one was there, darling." He stood leaning over the high back of the seat, looking down at his companion, with a smile. "Do you know," he said, "I fear I shall have to go up to town to-morrow, for the day." Hadria's face fell. She hated him to go away, even for a short time; she could not endure her own thoughts when his influence was withdrawn.
If any one spoke disparagingly of Professor Theobald, Hadria's instinct was to stand up for him, to find ingenious reasons for his words or his conduct that threw upon him the most favourable light, and her object was as much to persuade herself as to convince her interlocutor.
A thousand fears, regrets, self-accusations, revolts, swarmed insect-like in Hadria's brain, as the train thundered through the darkness, every tumultuous sound and motion exaggerated to the consciousness, by the fact that there was no distraction of the attention by outside objects.
She had longed for companionship, for music, for something to break the strain of her wild, lonely life. Knowing, or rather half-divining the risk, she had allowed herself to accept the chance of relief when it came. Lack of experience had played a large part in the making of to-night's dilemma. Hadria's own strange mood was another ally to her lover, and for that, old Mrs.
"But, my dear, you are impracticable." "That is what I think domestic life is!" Hadria's quiet tone was suddenly changed to one of scorn. "You talk of love; what has love worthy of the name to do with this preposterous interference with the freedom of another person?
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