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Regard
them
,
for
example
,
as
the
train
slows
up
at
Boyen
where
they
are
to
spend
a
fortnight
visiting
.
The
shifting
from
the
wagon
-
lit
has
begun
at
the
Italian
frontier
.
The
governess
’
s
maid
and
Madame
Diver
’
s
maid
have
come
up
from
second
class
to
help
with
the
baggage
and
the
dogs
.
Mlle
.
Bellois
will
superintend
the
hand
-
luggage
,
leaving
the
Sealyhams
to
one
maid
and
the
pair
of
Pekinese
to
the
other
.
It
is
not
necessarily
poverty
of
spirit
that
makes
a
woman
surround
herself
with
life
—
it
can
be
a
superabundance
of
interest
,
and
,
except
during
her
flashes
of
illness
,
Nicole
was
capable
of
being
curator
of
it
all
.
For
example
with
the
great
quantity
of
heavy
baggage
—
presently
from
the
van
would
be
unloaded
four
wardrobe
trunks
,
a
shoe
trunk
,
three
hat
trunks
,
and
two
hat
boxes
,
a
chest
of
servants
’
trunks
,
a
portable
filing
-
cabinet
,
a
medicine
case
,
a
spirit
lamp
container
,
a
picnic
set
,
four
tennis
rackets
in
presses
and
cases
,
a
phonograph
,
a
typewriter
.
Distributed
among
the
spaces
reserved
for
family
and
entourage
were
two
dozen
supplementary
grips
,
satchels
and
packages
,
each
one
numbered
,
down
to
the
tag
on
the
cane
case
.
Thus
all
of
it
could
be
checked
up
in
two
minutes
on
any
station
platform
,
some
for
storage
,
some
for
accompaniment
from
the
"
light
trip
list
"
or
the
"
heavy
trip
list
,
"
constantly
revised
,
and
carried
on
metal
-
edged
plaques
in
Nicole
’
s
purse
.
She
had
devised
the
system
as
a
child
when
travelling
with
her
failing
mother
.
It
was
equivalent
to
the
system
of
a
regimental
supply
officer
who
must
think
of
the
bellies
and
equipment
of
three
thousand
men
.
The
Divers
flocked
from
the
train
into
the
early
gathered
twilight
of
the
valley
.
The
village
people
watched
the
debarkation
with
an
awe
akin
to
that
which
followed
the
Italian
pilgrimages
of
Lord
Byron
a
century
before
.
Their
hostess
was
the
Contessa
di
Minghetti
,
lately
Mary
North
.
The
journey
that
had
begun
in
a
room
over
the
shop
of
a
paperhanger
in
Newark
had
ended
in
an
extraordinary
marriage
.
"
Conte
di
Minghetti
"
was
merely
a
papal
title
—
the
wealth
of
Mary
’
s
husband
flowed
from
his
being
ruler
-
owner
of
manganese
deposits
in
southwestern
Asia
.
He
was
not
quite
light
enough
to
travel
in
a
pullman
south
of
Mason
-
Dixon
;
he
was
of
the
Kyble
-
Berber
-
Sabaean
-
Hindu
strain
that
belts
across
north
Africa
and
Asia
,
more
sympathetic
to
the
European
than
the
mongrel
faces
of
the
ports
.
When
these
princely
households
,
one
of
the
East
,
one
of
the
West
,
faced
each
other
on
the
station
platform
,
the
splendor
of
the
Divers
seemed
pioneer
simplicity
by
comparison
.
Their
hosts
were
accompanied
by
an
Italian
major
-
domo
carrying
a
staff
,
by
a
quartet
of
turbaned
retainers
on
motorcycles
,
and
by
two
half
-
veiled
females
who
stood
respectfully
a
little
behind
Mary
and
salaamed
at
Nicole
,
making
her
jump
with
the
gesture
.
To
Mary
as
well
as
to
the
Divers
the
greeting
was
faintly
comic
;
Mary
gave
an
apologetic
,
belittling
giggle
;
yet
her
voice
,
as
she
introduced
her
husband
by
his
Asiatic
title
,
flew
proud
and
high
.
In
their
rooms
as
they
dressed
for
dinner
,
Dick
and
Nicole
grimaced
at
each
other
in
an
awed
way
:
such
rich
as
want
to
be
thought
democratic
pretend
in
private
to
be
swept
off
their
feet
by
swank
.
"
Little
Mary
North
knows
what
she
wants
,
"
Dick
muttered
through
his
shaving
cream
.
"
Abe
educated
her
,
and
now
she
’
s
married
to
a
Buddha
.
If
Europe
ever
goes
Bolshevik
she
’
ll
turn
up
as
the
bride
of
Stalin
.
"
Nicole
looked
around
from
her
dressing
-
case
.
"
Watch
your
tongue
,
Dick
,
will
you
?
"
But
she
laughed
.
"
They
’
re
very
swell
.
The
warships
all
fire
at
them
or
salute
them
or
something
.
Mary
rides
in
the
royal
bus
in
London
.
"
