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She
held
up
her
hand
for
silence
,
and
finished
the
second
tumbler
of
maraschino
punch
.
’
I
am
a
living
enigma
—
and
you
want
to
know
the
right
reading
of
me
,
’
she
said
.
’
Here
is
the
reading
,
as
your
English
phrase
goes
,
in
a
nutshell
.
There
is
a
foolish
idea
in
the
minds
of
many
persons
that
the
natives
of
the
warm
climates
are
imaginative
people
.
There
never
was
a
greater
mistake
.
You
will
find
no
such
unimaginative
people
anywhere
as
you
find
in
Italy
,
Spain
,
Greece
,
and
the
other
Southern
countries
.
To
anything
fanciful
,
to
anything
spiritual
,
their
minds
are
deaf
and
blind
by
nature
.
Now
and
then
,
in
the
course
of
centuries
,
a
great
genius
springs
up
among
them
;
and
he
is
the
exception
which
proves
the
rule
.
Now
see
!
I
,
though
I
am
no
genius
—
I
am
,
in
my
little
way
(
as
I
suppose
)
,
an
exception
too
.
To
my
sorrow
,
I
have
some
of
that
imagination
which
is
so
common
among
the
English
and
the
Germans
—
so
rare
among
the
Italians
,
the
Spaniards
,
and
the
rest
of
them
!
And
what
is
the
result
?
I
think
it
has
become
a
disease
in
me
.
I
am
filled
with
presentiments
which
make
this
wicked
life
of
mine
one
long
terror
to
me
.
It
doesn
’
t
matter
,
just
now
,
what
they
are
.
Enough
that
they
absolutely
govern
me
—
they
drive
me
over
land
and
sea
at
their
own
horrible
will
;
they
are
in
me
,
and
torturing
me
,
at
this
moment
!
Why
don
’
t
I
resist
them
?
Ha
!
but
I
do
resist
them
.
I
am
trying
(
with
the
help
of
the
good
punch
)
to
resist
them
now
.
At
intervals
I
cultivate
the
difficult
virtue
of
common
sense
.
Sometimes
,
sound
sense
makes
a
hopeful
woman
of
me
.
At
one
time
,
I
had
the
hope
that
what
seemed
reality
to
me
was
only
mad
delusion
,
after
all
—
I
even
asked
the
question
of
an
English
doctor
!
At
other
times
,
other
sensible
doubts
of
myself
beset
me
.
Never
mind
dwelling
on
them
now
—
it
always
ends
in
the
old
terrors
and
superstitions
taking
possession
of
me
again
.
In
a
week
’
s
time
,
I
shall
know
whether
Destiny
does
indeed
decide
my
future
for
me
,
or
whether
I
decide
it
for
myself
.
In
the
last
case
,
my
resolution
is
to
absorb
this
self
-
tormenting
fancy
of
mine
in
the
occupation
that
I
have
told
you
of
already
.
Do
you
understand
me
a
little
better
now
?
And
,
our
business
being
settled
,
dear
Mr
.
Westwick
,
shall
we
get
out
of
this
hot
room
into
the
nice
cool
air
again
?
’
They
rose
to
leave
the
cafe
Francis
privately
concluded
that
the
maraschino
punch
offered
the
only
discoverable
explanation
of
what
the
Countess
had
said
to
him
.
’
Shall
I
see
you
again
?
’
she
asked
,
as
she
held
out
her
hand
to
take
leave
.
’
It
is
quite
understood
between
us
,
I
suppose
,
about
the
play
?
’
Francis
recalled
his
extraordinary
experience
of
that
evening
in
the
re
-
numbered
room
.
’
My
stay
in
Venice
is
uncertain
,
’
he
replied
.
’
If
you
have
anything
more
to
say
about
this
dramatic
venture
of
yours
,
it
may
be
as
well
to
say
it
now
.
Have
you
decided
on
a
subject
already
?
I
know
the
public
taste
in
England
better
than
you
do
—
I
might
save
you
some
waste
of
time
and
trouble
,
if
you
have
not
chosen
your
subject
wisely
.
’
’
I
don
’
t
care
what
subject
I
write
about
,
so
long
as
I
write
,
’
she
answered
carelessly
.
’
If
you
have
got
a
subject
in
your
head
,
give
it
to
me
.
I
answer
for
the
characters
and
the
dialogue
.
’
’
You
answer
for
the
characters
and
the
dialogue
,
’
Francis
repeated
.
’
That
’
s
a
bold
way
of
speaking
for
a
beginner
!
I
wonder
if
I
should
shake
your
sublime
confidence
in
yourself
,
if
I
suggested
the
most
ticklish
subject
to
handle
which
is
known
to
the
stage
?
What
do
you
say
,
Countess
,
to
entering
the
lists
with
Shakespeare
,
and
trying
a
drama
with
a
ghost
in
it
?
A
true
story
,
mind
!
founded
on
events
in
this
very
city
in
which
you
and
I
are
interested
.
’
She
caught
him
by
the
arm
,
and
drew
him
away
from
the
crowded
colonnade
into
the
solitary
middle
space
of
the
square
.
’
Now
tell
me
!
’
she
said
eagerly
.
’
Here
,
where
nobody
is
near
us
.
How
am
I
interested
in
it
?
How
?
how
?
’
