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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

When had she first noticed a slight change in Emile's
manner to her? When had Vere and he first seemed a little more
intimate, a little more confidential than before? When had she,
Hermione, first felt a little "out of it," not perfectly at ease with
these two dear denizens of her life?
Her mind fastened at once upon the day of the storm. On the night of
the storm, when she and Emile had been left alone in the restaurant,
she had felt almost afraid of him. But before then, in the afternoon
on the island, there had been something. They had not been always at
ease. She had been conscious of trying to tide over moments that were
almost awkward--once or twice, only once or twice. But that was the
day. Her woman's instinct told her so. That was the day on which Vere
had told Emile the secret she had kept from her mother. How excited
Vere had been, almost feverishly excited! And Emile had been very
strange. When the Marchesino and Vere went out upon the terrace, how
restless, how irritable he--
Suddenly Hermione sat up in her bed.


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