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Indeed, I feel sure of it."
"But if she should really begin to wonder! Perhaps she will ask. It's
absurd, but I can't help feeling as if we, you and I, were
conspirators, Monsieur Emile."
He laughed happily.
"What a blessed place this is!" he said. "One is made free of the
ocean here. What is that far-away light?"
He pointed.
"Low down? Oh, that must be the light of a fisherman, one of those who
seek in the rocks for shell-fish."
"How mysterious it looks, moving to and fro! One feels life there, the
doings of unknown men in the darkness."
"I wonder if--would you hate to go out a little way in the boat? The
men look so strange when one is near them, almost like fire-people."
"Hate! Let us go."
"And we'll get Madre to come too."
"Oh yes."
Vere got up and they went into the house. As they came out upon the
terrace Hermione took up her embroidery, and Gaspare, who was standing
beside her, picked up the tray with the coffee-cups and went off with
it towards the kitchen.


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