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Narcissus Off Duty

           Almostalwaystherewassomeoneelsethereandsheseemednotanxioustoseehimalone,formanyoccasionspresentedthemselveswhenawordfromherwouldhavegivenhimanotherdelicioushalf-hourofadoration.Buthefellgraduallyinloveandbegantospeculatewildlyonmarriage.Thoughthisdesignflowedthroughhisbraineventohislips,stillheknewafterwardthatthedesirehadnotbeendeeplyrooted.Oncehedreamtthatithadcometrueandwokeupinacoldpanic,forinhisdreamshehadbeenasilly,flaxenClara,withthegoldgoneoutofherhairandplatitudesfallinginsipidlyfromherchangelingtongue.Butshewasthefirstfinewomanheeverknewandoneofthefewgoodpeoplewhoeverinterestedhim.Shemadehergoodnesssuchanasset.Amoryhaddecidedthatmostgoodpeopleeitherdraggedtheirsafterthemasaliability,orelsedistortedittoartificialgeniality,andofcoursethereweretheever-presentprigandPharisee(butAmoryneverincludedthemasbeingamongthesaved).

           ST.CECILIA

           "Overhergrayandvelvetdress,

           Underhermolten,beatenhair,

           Colorofroseinmockdistress

           Flushesandfadesandmakesherfair;

           Fillstheairfromhertohim

           Withlightandlanguorandlittlesighs,

           Justsosubtlyhescarcelyknows...

           Laughinglightning,colorofrose."

           "Doyoulikeme?"

           "OfcourseIdo,"saidClaraseriously.

           "Why?"

           "Well,wehavesomequalitiesincommon.Thingsthatarespontaneousineachofusorwereoriginally."

           "You’reimplyingthatIhaven’tusedmyselfverywell?"

           Clarahesitated.

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