It never struck me in the light
before. Shows how careful one must be. . . . And a relation of mine
into the bargain. H'm. Some people, if they knew, would call it a
compromising situation. Well, I begin to think it rather creditable
than otherwise to our family. We want more women of this kind on earth.
All mothers ought to be tiger mothers. . . ."
"Don't you notice, Count, that there is an unwonted sparkle in the air
this evening? Something cleansing, clarifying?"
"To be sure I do," replied the other. "And I can tell you the cause of
it. Sirocco is over for the present. The wind has shifted to the north.
It brightens all nature. It makes one see things in their true
perspective, doesn't it?"
"That is exactly what I feel," said Mr. Heard.
CHAPTER XL
The symposium, that evening, might have degenerated into something like
an orgy but for the masterful intervention of Denis who was not going
to let Keith make a fool of himself. It took place in the most famous
of all the caves of Nepenthe-Luisella's grotto-cavern dedicated, by
common usage, to the worship of Venus and Bacchus.
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