“Hereareyourflowers。Iarrangedthemmyself,rememberingthatyoudidn’tlikewhatHannahcallsa`sot-bookay’,saidLaurie,handingheradelicatenosegay,inaholderthatshehadlongcovetedasshedailypasseditinCardiglia’swindow。
“Howkindyouare!“sheexclaimedgratefully。“IfI’dknownyouwerecomingI’dhavehadsomethingreadyforyoutoday,thoughnotasprettyasthis,I’mafraid。“
“Thankyou。Itisn’twhatitshouldbe,butyouhaveimprovedit,“
headded,asshesnappedthesilverbraceletonherwrist。
“Pleasedon’t。“
“Ithoughtyoulikedthatsortofthing。“
“Notfromyou,itdoesn’tsoundnatural,andIlikeyouroldbluntnessbetter。“
“I’mgladofit,“heanswered,withalookofrelief,thenbuttonedherglovesforher,andaskedifhistiewasstraight,justasheusedtodowhentheywenttopartiestogetherathome。
ThecompanyassembledinthelongsalleamangerthateveningwassuchasoneseesnowherebutontheContinent。ThehospitableAmericanshadinvitedeveryacquaintancetheyhadinNice,andhavingnoprejudiceagainsttitles,securedafewtoaddlustertotheirChristmasball。
ARussianprincecondescendedtositinacornerforanhourandtalkwithamassivelady,dressedlikeHamlet’smotherinblackvelvetwithapearlbridleunderherchin。APolishcount,agedeighteen,devotedhimselftotheladies,whopronouncedhim,`afascinatingdear’,andaGermanSereneSomething,havingcometosupperalone,roamedvaguelyabout,seekingwhathemightdevour。BaronRothschild’sprivatesecretary,alargenosedJewintightboots,affablybeamedupontheworld,asifhismaster’snamecrownedhimwithagoldenhalo。AstoutFrenchman,whoknewtheEmperor,cametoindulgehismaniafordancing,andLadydeJones,aBritishmatron,adornedthescenewithherlittlefamilyofeight。Ofcourse,thereweremanylight-footed,shrill-voicedAmericangirls,handsome,lifeless-lookingEnglishditto,andafewplainbutpiquanteFrenchdemoiselles,likewisetheusualsetoftravelingyounggentlemenwhodisportedthemselvesgaily,whilemammasofallnationslinedthewallsandsmileduponthembenignlywhentheydancedwiththeirdaughters。
AnyyounggirlcanimagineAmy’sstateofmindwhenshe`tookthestage’thatnight,leaningonLaurie’sarm。Sheknewshelookedwell,shelovedtodance,shefeltthatherfootwasonhernativeheathinaballroom,andenjoyedthedelightfulsenseofpowerwhichcomeswhenyounggirlsfirstdiscoverthenewandlovelykingdomtheyareborntorulebyvirtueofbeauty,youth,andwomanhood。ShedidpitytheDavisgirls,whowereawkward,plain,anddestituteofescort,exceptagrimpapaandthreegrimmermaidenaunts,andshebowedtotheminherfriendliestmannerasshepassed,whichwasgoodofher,asitpermittedthemtoseeherdress,andburnwithcuriositytoknowwhoherdistinguished-lookingfriendmightbe。Withthefirstburstoftheband,Amy’scolorrose,hereyesbegantosparkle,andherfeettotapthefloorimpatiently,forshedancedwellandwantedLaurietoknowit。Thereforetheshockshereceivedcanbetterbeimaginedthandescribed,whenhesaidinaperfectlytranquiltone,“Doyoucaretodance?“
“Oneusuallydoesataball。“
HeramazedlookandquickanswercausedLaurietorepairhiserrorasfastaspossible。
“Imeantthefirstdance。MayIhavethehonor?“
“IcangiveyouoneifIputofftheCount。Hedancesdevinely,buthewillexcuseme,asyouareanoldfriend,“saidAmy,hopingthatthenamewouldhaveagoodeffect,andshowLauriethatshewasnottobetrifledwith。
“Nicelittleboy,butratherashortPoletosupport……
Adaughterofthegods,Devinelytall,andmostdevinelyfair,“
wasallthesatisfactionshegot,however。
ThesetinwhichtheyfoundthemselveswascomposedofEnglish,andAmywascompelledtowalkdecorouslythroughacotillion,feelingallthewhileasifshecoulddancethetarantellawithrelish。Laurieresignedhertothe`nicelittleboy’,andwenttodohisdutytoFlo,withoutsecuringAmyforthejoystocome,whichreprehensiblewantofforethoughtwasproperlypunished,forsheimmediatelyengagedherselftillsupper,meaningtorelentifhethengaveanysignspenitence。
Sheshowedhimherballbookwithdemuresatisfactionwhenhestrolledinsteadofrusheduptoclaimherforthenext,agloriouspolkaredowa。Buthispoliteregretsdidn’timposeuponher,andwhenshegallopedawaywiththeCount,shesawLauriesitdownbyherauntwithanactualexpressionofrelief。
Thatwasunpardonable,andAmytooknomorenoticeofhimforalongwhile,exceptawordnowandthenwhenshecametoherchaperonbetweenthedancesforanecessarypinoramoment’srest。Herangerhadagoodeffect,however,forshehiditunderasmilingface,andseemedunusuallyblitheandbrilliant。Laurie’seyesfollowedherwithpleasure,forsheneitherrompednorsauntered,butdancedwithspiritandgrace,makingthedelightsomepastimewhatitshouldbe。Heverynaturallyfelltostudyingherfromthisnewpointofview,andbeforetheeveningwashalfover,haddecidedthat`littleAmywasgoingtomakeaverycharmingwoman’。
Itwasalivelyscene,forsoonthespiritofthesocialseasontookpossessionofeveryone,andChristmasmerrimentmadeallfacesshine,heartshappy,andheelslight。Themusiciansfiddled,tooted,andbangedasiftheyenjoyedit,everybodydancedwhocould,andthosewhocouldn’tadmiredtheirneighborswithuncommonwarmth。TheairwasdarkwithDavises,andmanyJonesgamboledlikeaflockofyounggiraffes。Thegoldensecretarydartedthroughtheroomlikeameteorwithadashingfrenchwomanwhocarpedthefloorwithherpinksatintrain。ThesereneTeutonfoundthesuppertableandwashappy,eatingsteadilythroughthebilloffare,anddismayedthegarconsbytheravageshecommitted。ButtheEmperor’sfriendcoveredhimselfwithglory,forhedancedeverything,whetherheknewitornot,andintroducedimpromptupirouetteswhenthefiguresbewilderedhim。Theboyishabandonofthatstoutmanwascharmingtobehold,forthoughhe`carriedweight’,hedancedlikeanIndia-rubberball。Heran,heflew,hepranced,hisfaceglowed,hisbaldheadshown,hiscoattailswavedwildly,hispumpsactuallytwinkledintheair,andwhenthemusicstopped,hewipedthedropsfromhisbrow,andbeameduponhisfellowmenlikeaFrenchPickwickwithoutglasses。
AmyandherPoledistinguishedthemselvesbyequalenthusiasmbutmoregracefulagility,andLauriefoundhimselfinvoluntarilykeepingtimetotherhythmicriseandfallofthewhiteslippersastheyflewbyasindefatigablyasifwinged。
WhenlittleVladimirfinallyrelinquishedher,withassurancesthathewas`desolatedtoleavesoearly’,shewasreadytorest,andseehowherrecreantknighthadbornehispunishment。
Ithadbeensuccessful,foratthree-and-twenty,blightedaffectionsfindabalminfriendlysociety,andyoungnerveswillthrill,youngblooddance,andhealthyyoungspiritsrise,whensubjectedtotheenchantmentofbeauty,light,music,andmotion。Lauriehadawaked-uplookasherosetogiveherhisseat,andwhenhehurriedawaytobringhersomesupper,shesaidtoherself,withasatisfiedsmile,“Ah,Ithoughtthatwoulddohimgood!“
“YoulooklikeBalzac’s`FEMMEPEINTEPARELLE-NENE’,“
hesaid,ashefannedherwithonehandandheldhercoffeecupintheother。
“Myrougewon’tcomeoff。“AndAmyrubbedherbrilliantcheek,andshowedhimherwhiteglovewithasobersimplicitythatmadehimlaughoutright。
“Whatdoyoucallthisstuff?“heasked,touchingafoldofherdressthathadblownoverhisknee。
“Illusion。“
“Goodnameforit。It’sverypretty——newthing,isn’tit?“
“It’sasoldasthehills。Youhaveseenitondozensofgirls,andyouneverfoundoutthatitwasprettytillnow?
Stupide!“
“Ineversawitonyoubefore,whichaccountsforthemistake,yousee。“
“Noneofthat,itisforbidden。I’drathertakecoffeethancomplimentsjustnow。No,don’tlounge,itmakesmenervous。“
Lauriesatboldupright,andmeeklytookheremptyplatefeelinganoddsortofpleasureinhaving`littleAmy’orderhimabout,forshehadlosthershynessnow,andfeltanirrestibledesiretotrampleonhim,asgirlshaveadelightfulwayofdoingwhenlordsofcreationshowanysignsofsubjection。
“Wheredidyoulearnallthissortofthing?“heaskedwithaquizzicallook。
“As`thissortofthing’isratheravagueexpression,wouldyoukindlyexplain?“returnedAmy,knowingperfectlywellwhathemeant,butwickedlyleavinghimtodescribewhatisindescribable。
“Well——thegeneralair,thestyle,theself-possession,the——
the——illusion——youknow“,laughedLaurie,breakingdownandhelpinghimselfoutofhisquandarywiththenewword。
Amywasgratified,butofcoursedidn’tshowit,anddemurelyanswered,“Foreignlifepolishesoneinspiteofone’sself。I
studyaswellasplay,andasforthis“——withalittlegesturetowardherdress——“why,tulleischeap,posiestobehadfornothing,andIamusedtomakingthemostofmypoorlittlethings。“
Amyratherregrettedthatlastsentence,fearingitwasn’tingoodtaste,butLaurielikedherbetterforit,andfoundhimselfbothadmiringandrespectingthebravepatiencethatmadethemostofopportunity,andthecheerfulspiritthatcoveredpovertywithflowers。Amydidnotknowwhyhelookedathersokindly,nowwhyhefilledupherbookwithhisownname,anddevotedhimselftoherfortherestoftheeveninginthemostdelightfulmanner,buttheimpulsethatwroughtthisagreeablechangewastheresultofoneofthenewimpressionswhichbothofthemwereunconsciouslygivingandreceiving。
Chapter38CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT
InFrancetheyounggirlshaveadulltimeofittilltheyaremarried,when`Vivelaliberte!’becomestheirmotto。InAmerica,aseveryoneknows,girlsearlysignthedeclarationofindependence,andenjoytheirfreedomwithrepublicanzest,buttheyoungmatronsusuallyabdicatewiththefirstheirtothethroneandgointoaseclusionalmostascloseasaFrenchnunnery,thoughbynomeansasquiet。Whethertheylikeitornot,theyarevirtuallyputupontheshelfassoonastheweddingexcitementisover,andmostofthemmightexclaim,asdidaveryprettywomantheotherday,“I’mashandsomeasever,butnoonetakesanynoticeofmebecauseI’mmarried。“
Notbeingabelleorevenafashionablelady,Megdidnotexperiencethisafflictiontillherbabieswereayearold,forinherlittleworldprimitivecustomsprevailed,andshefoundherselfmoreadmiredandbelovedthanever。
Asshewasawomanlylittlewoman,thematernalinstinctwasverystrong,andshewasentirelyabsorbedinherchildren,totheutterexclusionofeverythingandeverybodyelse。Dayandnightshebroodedoverthemwithtirelessdevotionandanxiety,leavingJohntothetendermerciesofthehelp,foranIrishladynowpresidedoverthekitchendepartment。Beingadomesticman,Johndecidedlymissedthewifelyattentionshehadbeenaccustomedtoreceive,butasheadoredhisbabies,hecheerfullyrelinquishedhiscomfortforatime,supposingwithmasculineignorancethatpeacewouldsoonberestored。Butthreemonthspassed,andtherewasnoreturnofrepose。Meglookedwornandnervous,thebabiesabsorbedeveryminuteofhertime,thehousewasneglected,andKitty,thecook,whotooklife`aisy’,kepthimonshortcommons。Whenhewentoutinthemorninghewasbewilderedbysmallcommissionsforthecaptivemamma,ifhecamegailyinatnight,eagertoembracehisfamily,hewasquenchedbya“Hush!Theyarejustasleepafterworryingallday。“Ifheproposedalittleamusementathome,“No,itwoulddisturbthebabies。“Ifhehintedatalectureoraconcert,hewasansweredwithareproachfullook,andadecided“Leavemychildrenforpleasure,never!“Hissleepwasbrokenbyinfantwailsandvisionsofaphantomfigurepacingnoiselesslytoandfrointhewatchesofthenight。Hismealswereinterruptedbythefrequentflightofthepresidinggenius,whodesertedhim,half-helped,ifamuffledchirpsoundedfromthenestabove。Andwhenhereadhispaperofanevening,Demi’scolicgotintotheshippinglistandDaisy’sfallaffectedthepriceofstocks,forMrs。Brookewasonlyinterestedindomesticnews。
Thepoormanwasveryuncomfortable,forthechildrenhadberefthimofhiswife,homewasmerelyanurseryandtheperpetual`hushing’madehimfeellikeabrutalintruderwheneverheenteredthesacredprecinctsofBabyland。Heboreitverypatientlyforsixmonths,andwhennosignsofamendmentappeared,hedidwhatotherpaternalexilesdo——triedtogetalittlecomfortelsewhere。Scotthadmarriedandgonetohousekeepingnotfaroff,andJohnfellintothewayofrunningoverforanhourortwoofanevening,whenhisownparlorwasempty,andhisownwifesinginglullabiesthatseemedtohavenoend。Mrs。
Scottwasalively,prettygirl,withnothingtodobutbeagreeable,andsheperformedhermissionmostsuccessfully。Theparlorwasalwaysbrightandattractive,thechessboardready,thepianointune,plentyofgaygossip,andanicelittlesuppersetforthintemptingstyle。
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