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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"


"Do you think so? In what way?"
"He likes to know, but he does not like to be known."
There was a great deal of truth in the remark. Its acuteness surprised
Hermione, who thought the Marchesino quick witted but very
superficial.
"As he is a writer, I suppose he has to study people a good deal," she
said, quietly.
"I do not think I can understand these great people. I think they are
too grand for me."
"Oh, but Emile likes you very much. He told me so."
"It is very good of him," said the Marchesino, pulling at his
mustaches.
He was longing to warn Hermione against Emilio--to hint that Emilio
was not to be trusted. He believed that Hermione must be very blind,
very unfitted to look after a lovely daughter. But when he glanced at
her face he did not quite know how to hint what was in his mind. And
just then Vere came back and the opportunity was gone. She held out a
box to the Marchesino. As he thanked her and took a cigarette he tried
to look into her eyes. But she would not let him.


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