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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

She wondered now whether it were possible that Gaspare saw,
understood, or even divined intuitively, more clearly than she did--
she, a mother!
It was surely very unlikely.
She remembered that Gaspare had a jealous nature, like most of his
countrymen.
Nevertheless he had suddenly made the islet seem different to her. She
had thought of it as remote, as pleasantly far away from Naples,
isolated in the quiet sea. But it was very easy to reach from Naples,
and, as Gaspare had said, what did they know, or understand, of the
Neapolitans, they who were strangers in the land?
She wondered whether Vere was still outside. To-night she certainly
envisaged Vere newly. Never till to-night had she thought of her as
anything but a child; as characteristic, as ardent, as determined
sometimes, perhaps as forceful even, but always with a child's mind
behind it all.
But to the people of the South Vere was already a woman--even to
Gaspare, who had held her in his arms when she was in long clothes.


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