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I
had
said
all
I
had
to
say
on
the
subject
that
had
brought
me
to
Paris
,
and
though
I
felt
it
in
a
manner
treacherous
to
Mrs
.
Strickland
not
to
pursue
it
,
I
could
not
struggle
against
his
indifference
.
It
requires
the
feminine
temperament
to
repeat
the
same
thing
three
times
with
unabated
zest
.
I
solaced
myself
by
thinking
that
it
would
be
useful
for
me
to
find
out
what
I
could
about
Strickland
’
s
state
of
mind
.
It
also
interested
me
much
more
.
But
this
was
not
an
easy
thing
to
do
,
for
Strickland
was
not
a
fluent
talker
.
He
seemed
to
express
himself
with
difficulty
,
as
though
words
were
not
the
medium
with
which
his
mind
worked
;
and
you
had
to
guess
the
intentions
of
his
soul
by
hackneyed
phrases
,
slang
,
and
vague
,
unfinished
gestures
.
But
though
he
said
nothing
of
any
consequence
,
there
was
something
in
his
personality
which
prevented
him
from
being
dull
.
Perhaps
it
was
sincerity
.
He
did
not
seem
to
care
much
about
the
Paris
he
was
now
seeing
for
the
first
time
(
I
did
not
count
the
visit
with
his
wife
)
,
and
he
accepted
sights
which
must
have
been
strange
to
him
without
any
sense
of
astonishment
.
I
have
been
to
Paris
a
hundred
times
,
and
it
never
fails
to
give
me
a
thrill
of
excitement
;
I
can
never
walk
its
streets
without
feeling
myself
on
the
verge
of
adventure
.
Strickland
remained
placid
.
Looking
back
,
I
think
now
that
he
was
blind
to
everything
but
to
some
disturbing
vision
in
his
soul
.
One
rather
absurd
incident
took
place
.
There
were
a
number
of
harlots
in
the
tavern
:
some
were
sitting
with
men
,
others
by
themselves
;
and
presently
I
noticed
that
one
of
these
was
looking
at
us
.
When
she
caught
Strickland
’
s
eye
she
smiled
.
I
do
not
think
he
saw
her
.
In
a
little
while
she
went
out
,
but
in
a
minute
returned
and
,
passing
our
table
,
very
politely
asked
us
to
buy
her
something
to
drink
.
She
sat
down
and
I
began
to
chat
with
her
;
but
,
it
was
plain
that
her
interest
was
in
Strickland
.
I
explained
that
he
knew
no
more
than
two
words
of
French
.
She
tried
to
talk
to
him
,
partly
by
signs
,
partly
in
pidgin
French
,
which
,
for
some
reason
,
she
thought
would
be
more
comprehensible
to
him
,
and
she
had
half
a
dozen
phrases
of
English
She
made
me
translate
what
she
could
only
express
in
her
own
tongue
,
and
eagerly
asked
for
the
meaning
of
his
replies
.
He
was
quite
good
-
tempered
,
a
little
amused
,
but
his
indifference
was
obvious
.
"
I
think
you
’
ve
made
a
conquest
,
"
I
laughed
.
"
I
’
m
not
flattered
.
"
In
his
place
I
should
have
been
more
embarrassed
and
less
calm
.
She
had
laughing
eyes
and
a
most
charming
mouth
.
She
was
young
.
I
wondered
what
she
found
so
attractive
in
Strickland
.
She
made
no
secret
of
her
desires
,
and
I
was
bidden
to
translate
.
"
She
wants
you
to
go
home
with
her
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
taking
any
,
"
he
replied
.
I
put
his
answer
as
pleasantly
as
I
could
.
It
seemed
to
me
a
little
ungracious
to
decline
an
invitation
of
that
sort
,
and
I
ascribed
his
refusal
to
lack
of
money
.
