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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

For a moment with him
she had seemed to see her Mercury in the flesh. She must watch for his
return.
When the morning came she began her fight. She made her excuse, and
left the morning free for Emile to be with Vere.
Two dreary hours she spent in Naples. The buzzing city affected her
like a nightmare. Coming back through Mergellina, she eagerly looked
for Ruffo. But she did not see him. Nor had she seen him in the early
morning, when she passed by the harbor where the yachts were lying in
the sun.
Gaspare came with the boat to take her over from the nearest village
to the island.
"Don Emilio has come?" she asked him, as she stepped into the boat.
"Si, Signora. He has been on the island a long time."
Gaspare sat down facing his Padrona and took the oars. As he rowed the
boat out past the ruined "Palace of the Spirits" he looked at
Hermione, and it seemed to her that his eyes pitied her.
Could Gaspare see what she was feeling, her humiliation, her secret
jealousy? She felt as if she were made of glass.


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