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He looked away from Vere and answered:
"Yes. What about it?"
"When I was at the Scoglio di Frisio I looked again over that
wonderful visitors' book."
"Did you?"
"Yes. And I saw what you had written."
Their eyes met. She wondered if by the expression in hers he divined
why she had made that expedition, moved by what expectation, by what
curiosity. She could tell nothing by his face, which was calm and
inscrutable.
After an instant's pause he said:
"Do you know from whom those words come?"
"No. Are they your own?"
"Victor Hugo's. Do you like them?"
But her eyes were asking him a question, and he saw it.
"What is it?" he said.
"Why did you write them?" she said.
"I had to write something. You made me."
"Vere suggested it first."
He looked again at Vere, but only for a moment. She was laughing at
something the Marchesino was saying.
"Did she?--Oh! Take some of that salade a la Russe. I gave the chef
the recipe for it.--Did she?"
"Don't you remember?"
"Those words were in my head.


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