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And
he
retired
,
leaving
me
alone
.
I
paced
the
room
up
and
down
more
dreamily
than
consciously
,
trying
to
think
--
trying
to
set
in
order
the
amazing
events
of
the
day
,
but
my
brain
was
still
dazed
and
confused
,
and
the
only
image
of
actual
prominence
in
my
mind
was
the
striking
and
remarkable
personality
of
my
new
friend
Rimânez
.
His
extraordinary
good
looks
,
his
attractive
manner
,
his
curious
cynicism
which
was
so
oddly
mixed
with
some
deeper
sentiment
to
which
I
could
not
give
a
name
,
all
the
trifling
yet
uncommon
peculiarities
of
his
bearing
and
humour
haunted
me
and
became
indissolubly
mingled
as
it
were
with
myself
and
all
the
circumstances
concerning
me
.
I
undressed
before
the
fire
,
listening
drowsily
to
the
rain
,
and
the
thunder
which
was
now
dying
off
into
sullen
echoes
.
"
Geoffrey
Tempest
,
the
world
is
before
you
--
"
I
said
,
apostrophizing
myself
indolently
--
"
you
are
a
young
man
--
you
have
health
,
a
good
appearance
,
and
brains
--
added
to
these
you
now
have
five
millions
of
money
,
and
a
wealthy
prince
for
your
friend
What
more
do
you
want
of
Fate
or
Fortune
?
Nothing
--
except
fame
!
And
that
you
will
get
easily
,
for
now-a-days
even
fame
is
purchasable
--
like
love
.
Your
star
is
in
the
ascendant
--
no
more
literary
drudgery
for
you
my
boy
!
--
pleasure
and
profit
and
ease
are
yours
to
enjoy
for
the
rest
of
your
life
.
You
are
a
lucky
dog
!
--
at
last
you
have
your
day
!
"
I
flung
myself
upon
the
soft
bed
,
and
settled
myself
to
sleep
--
and
as
I
dozed
off
,
I
still
heard
the
rumble
of
heavy
thunder
in
the
distance
.
Once
I
fancied
I
heard
the
prince
's
voice
calling
"
Amiel
!
Amiel
!
"
with
a
wildness
resembling
the
shriek
of
an
angry
wind
--
and
at
another
moment
I
started
violently
from
a
profound
slumber
under
the
impression
that
someone
had
approached
and
was
looking
fixedly
at
me
.
I
sat
up
in
bed
,
peering
into
the
darkness
,
for
the
fire
had
gone
out
;
--
then
I
turned
on
a
small
electric
night-lamp
at
my
side
which
fully
illumined
the
room
--
there
was
no
one
there
.
Yet
my
imagination
played
me
such
tricks
before
I
could
rest
again
that
I
thought
I
heard
a
hissing
whisper
near
me
that
said
--
"
Peace
!
Trouble
him
not
.
Let
the
fool
in
his
folly
sleep
!
"
The
next
morning
on
rising
I
learned
that
'
his
excellency
'
as
Prince
Rimânez
was
called
by
his
own
servants
and
the
employés
of
the
'
Grand
,
'
had
gone
out
riding
in
the
Park
,
leaving
me
to
breakfast
alone
.
I
therefore
took
that
meal
in
the
public
room
of
the
hotel
,
where
I
was
waited
upon
with
the
utmost
obsequiousness
,
in
spite
of
my
shabby
clothes
,
which
I
was
of
course
still
compelled
to
wear
,
having
no
change
.
When
would
I
be
pleased
to
lunch
?
At
what
hour
would
I
dine
?
Should
my
present
apartment
be
retained
?
--
or
was
it
not
satisfactory
?
Would
I
prefer
a
'
suite
'
similar
to
that
occupied
by
his
excellency
?
All
these
deferential
questions
first
astonished
and
then
amused
me
--
some
mysterious
agency
had
evidently
conveyed
the
rumour
of
my
wealth
among
those
best
fitted
to
receive
it
,
and
here
was
the
first
result
.
In
reply
I
said
my
movements
were
uncertain
--
I
should
be
able
to
give
definite
instructions
in
the
course
of
a
few
hours
,
and
that
in
the
meantime
I
retained
my
room
.
The
breakfast
over
I
sallied
forth
to
go
to
my
lawyers
,
and
was
just
about
to
order
a
hansom
when
I
saw
my
new
friend
coming
back
from
his
ride
.
He
bestrode
a
magnificent
chestnut
mare
,
whose
wild
eyes
and
strained
quivering
limbs
showed
she
was
fresh
from
a
hard
gallop
and
was
scarcely
yet
satisfied
to
be
under
close
control
.
She
curveted
and
danced
among
the
carts
and
cabs
in
a
somewhat
risky
fashion
,
but
she
had
her
master
in
Rimânez
,
who
if
he
had
looked
handsome
by
night
looked
still
more
so
by
day
,
with
a
slight
colour
warming
the
natural
pallor
of
his
complexion
and
his
eyes
sparkling
with
all
the
zest
of
exercise
and
enjoyment
.
I
waited
for
his
approach
,
as
did
also
Amiel
,
who
as
usual
timed
his
appearance
in
the
hotel
corridor
in
exact
accordance
with
the
moment
of
his
master
's
arrival
.
Rimânez
smiled
as
he
caught
sight
of
me
,
touching
his
hat
with
the
handle
of
his
whip
by
way
of
salutation
.
"
You
slept
late
,
Tempest
"
--
he
said
,
as
he
dismounted
and
threw
the
reins
to
a
groom
who
had
cantered
up
after
him
--
"
Tomorrow
you
must
come
with
me
and
join
what
they
call
in
fashionable
slang
parlance
the
Liver
Brigade
.
Once
upon
a
time
it
was
considered
the
height
of
indelicacy
and
low
breeding
to
mention
the
'
liver
'
or
any
other
portion
of
one
's
internal
machinery
--
but
we
have
done
with
all
that
now
,
and
we
find
a
peculiar
satisfaction
in
discoursing
of
disease
and
unsavoury
medical
matters
generally
.
And
in
the
Liver
Brigade
you
see
at
a
glance
all
those
interesting
fellows
who
have
sold
themselves
to
the
devil
for
the
sake
of
the
flesh-pots
of
Egypt
--
men
who
eat
till
they
are
well-nigh
bursting
,
and
then
prance
up
and
down
on
good
horses
--
much
too
respectable
beasts
by
the
way
to
bear
such
bestial
burdens
--
in
the
hope
of
getting
out
of
their
poisoned
blood
the
evil
they
have
themselves
put
in
.
They
think
me
one
of
them
,
but
I
am
not
.
"
He
patted
his
mare
and
the
groom
led
her
away
,
the
foam
of
her
hard
ride
still
flecking
her
glossy
chest
and
forelegs
.
"
Why
do
you
join
the
procession
then
?
"
I
asked
him
,
laughing
and
glancing
at
him
with
undisguised
approval
as
I
spoke
,
for
he
seemed
more
admirably
built
than
ever
in
his
well-fitting
riding
gear
--
"
You
are
a
fraud
!
"
