Indian Summer of a Forsyte

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fatherwateringthegeranium-bedsbelow!Whatwastobedone?

TellDadhemustcomehome?ConfideinJune?——onlyshewasso——sosudden!Donothingandtrusttoluck?Afterall,theVac。wouldsoonbeover。GoupandseeValandwarnhimoff?Buthowgethisaddress?Hollywouldn’tgiveithim!Amazeofpaths,acloudofpossibilities!Helitacigarette。Whenhehadsmokedithalfwaythroughhisbrowrelaxed,almostasifsomethinoldhandhadbeenpassedgentlyoverit;andinhisearsomethingseemedtowhisper:

’Donothing;benicetoHolly,benicetoher,mydear!’AndJollyheavedasighofcontentment,blowingsmokethroughhis,nostrils……

Butupinherroom,divestedofherhabit,Hollywasstillfrowning。’Heisnot——heisnot!’werethewordswhichkeptformingonherlips。

CHAPTERVI

JOLYONINTWOMINDS

Alittleprivatehoteloverawell-knownrestaurantneartheGareSt。LazarewasJolyon’shauntinParis。HehatedhisfellowForsytesabroad——vapidasfishoutofwaterintheirwell-troddenruns,theOpera,RuedeRivoli,andMoulinRouge。Theirairofhavingcomebecausetheywantedtobesomewhereelseassoonaspossibleannoyedhim。ButnootherForsytecamenearthishaunt,wherehehadawoodfireinhisbedroomandthecoffeewasexcel-

lent。Pariswasalwaystohimmoreattractiveinwinter。Theacridsavourfromwoodsmokeandchestnut-roastingbraziers,thesharpnessofthewintrysunshineonbrightrays,theopencafesdefyingkeen-airedwinter,theself-containedbriskboulevardcrowds,allinformedhimthatinwinterParispossessedasoulwhich,likeamigrantbird,inhighsummerflewaway。

HespokeFrenchwell,hadsomefriends,knewlittleplaceswherepleasantdishescouldbemetwith,queertypesobserved。HefeltphilosophicinParis,theedgeofironysharpened;lifetookonasubtle,purposelessmeaning,becameabunchofflavourstasted,adarknessshotwithshiftinggleamsoflight。

WheninthefirstweekofDecemberhedecidedtogotoParis,hewasfarfromadmittingthatIrene’spresencewasinfluencinghim。

Hehadnotbeentheretwodaysbeforeheownedthatthewishtoseeherhadbeenmorethanhalfthereason。InEnglandonedidnotadmitwhatwasnatural。Hehadthoughtitmightbewelltospeaktoheraboutthelettingofherflatandothermatters,butinParisheatonceknewbetter。Therewasaglamouroverthecity。

Onthethirddayhewrotetoher,andreceivedananswerwhichprocuredhimapleasurableshiverofthenerves:”MYDEARJOLYON,”Itwillbeahappinessformetoseeyou。”IRENE。”

Hetookhiswaytoherhotelonabrightdaywithafeelingsuchashehadoftenhadgoingtovisitanadoredpicture。Nowoman,sofarasheremembered,hadeverinspiredinhimthisspecialsen-

suousandyetimpersonalsensation。Hewasgoingtositandfeasthiseyes,andcomeawayknowinghernobetter,butreadytogoandfeasthiseyesagainto-morrow。Suchwashisfeeling,wheninthetarnishedandornatelittleloungeofaquiethotelneartherivershecametohimprecededbyasmallpage-boywhoutteredtheword,

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