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She got up.
"I don't feel very well," she said.
Artois sprang up and came towards her with a face full of concern. But
she drew back.
"I didn't sleep last night--and then going into Naples-- I'll go to my
room and lie down. I'll keep quiet. Vere will look after you. I'll be
down at tea."
She went away before he could say or do anything. For some time he was
alone. Then Vere came. Hermione had not told her of the episode, and
she had only come because she thought the pretended siesta had lasted
long enough. When Artois told her about her mother, she wanted to run
away at once, and see what was the matter--see if she could do
something. But Artois stopped her.
"I should leave her to rest," he said. "I--I feel sure she wishes to
be alone."
Vere was looking at him while he spoke, and her face caught the
gravity of his, reflected it for a moment, then showed an uneasiness
that deepened into fear. She laid her hand on his arm.
"Monsieur Emile, what is the matter with Madre?"
"Only a headache, I fancy.


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