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Oswyn would probably not be there; and, after all, why should he not inspect the man's pictures? Before reasons had time to present themselves he had passed into the room, and had been deferentially welcomed and presented with a catalogue by the proprietor in person.
Mary Masters as a possible mediator suddenly occurred to him. He recognised by some occult instinct that she was one of the persons for whom Oswyn had stipulated, to whom restitution was due, and at once he resolved to appeal to her.
Her evident despair appealed to Rainham's somewhat inconveniently assertive sensibility. He hesitated for a moment, glancing from the girl to Oswyn, and noting that the face, too, had a certain beauty which was not of the order affected by the women of Blackpool. "Don't go," he said to Oswyn, who had withdrawn a few paces. "I won't keep you a moment!"
His friends oughtn't to allow it. If if one could see the woman and frighten her a little " "Is that what you wanted me for?" asked Oswyn impatiently. "If so, allow me " The other hastened to reassure him. "Oh, no, not at all. But I thought you might be able to tell me where the person is to be found, her address, or something about her.
It symbolized well for him the fantastic separation which he had suffered from the rest of the world; so that, but for the painter Oswyn, who was a constant visitor, and had, indeed, since the departure of the Bullens, a room set apart for him in the house, he might have been already dead and buried, and his old life would not have seemed more remote.
"You don't suppose I want to do him anything but good," he said diplomatically, trying to convince himself that he was not damaging the reputation for perfect candour which he hoped that he enjoyed. "It's not a pleasant task, but there are circumstances in which one has to sacrifice one's scruples one's feelings." Oswyn glanced at him again, with some contempt in the lines of his worn face.
Sylvester will see me," said Oswyn with irritation, "if you will have the goodness to do as you are told, and give him my name." At which the youth had smiled loftily and retired, only to return five minutes later with an air of greater humility and information that the legislator was disengaged.
In the same room one afternoon a fortnight later, Oswyn sat, absently correcting the draft catalogue of his exhibition, when he received an intimation, which for some days he had expected his friend felt strong enough to see him.
Oswyn derived the impression from them that, while his friend's body had been failing, his mind had never been more vigorous; that, during these long nights and days, when he had lain so motionless, in so continued a silence, it had only been because he was thinking with redoubled intensity. Presently, as Rainham's lips moved slightly, he drew nearer, and bent his head over him.
He compared it then to an opal or a sapphire, which shine with the same parsimonious radiance. One night, while he sat smoking in his wonted meditative fashion, he had a visitor the painter Oswyn. He had almost forgotten his invitation, but he reminded himself of his first impression, and greeted him with a cordiality which the other seemed to find surprising.
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