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"My friend," he said quietly, but with determination, "I made a
mistake. I was following foolishly a wrong track. Let us say no more
about it. But do not be angry with me about the books. I think my
motive in speaking as I did to Vere was partly a selfish one. It is
not only that I wish Vere to be as she is for as long a time as
possible, but that I--well, don't think me a great coward if I say
that I almost dread her discovery of all the cruel knowledge that is
mine, and that I have, perhaps wrongly, brought to the attention of
the world."
Hermione was amazed.
"You regret having written your books!" she said.
"I don't know--I don't know. But I think the happy confidence, the
sweet respect of youth, makes one regret a thousand things. Don't you,
Hermione? Don't you think youth is often the most terrible tutor age
can have?"
She thought of Ruffo singing, "Oh, dolce luna bianca de l' Estate"--
and suddenly she felt that she could not stay any longer with Artois
just then.


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