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Chapter 7

           Willyoucome?"

           "Iamquiteatyourdisposition"—Isaid,gladofanyexcusetoescapethedullnessofmyowncompanyandtobeinthatofLucio,whosetalk,evenifitssatiregalledmeoccasionally,alwaysfascinatedmymindandremainedinmymemory—"Whattimeshallwemeet?"

           "Goanddressnow,andjoinmeatdinner,"—heanswered;"Andwe’lldrivetogethertothetheatreafterwards.Theplayisontheusualthemewhichhaslatelybecomepopularwithstage-managers—theglorificationofa‘fallen’lady,andtheexhibitionofherasanexampleofsomethingsuperlativelypureandgood,totheastonishedeyesoftheinnocent.Asaplayitisnotworthseeing—butperhapsLadySibylis."

           Hesmiledagainashestoodfacingme—thelightflamesofthefirehaddieddowntoadulluniformcopperyred—wewerealmostindarkness,andIpressedthesmallbuttonnearthemantelpiecethatfloodedtheroomwithelectriclight.Hisextraordinarybeautythenstruckmeafreshassomethingaltogethersingularandhalfunearthly.

           "Don’tyoufindthatpeoplelookatyouveryoftenasyoupass,Lucio?"Iaskedhimsuddenlyandimpulsively.

           Helaughed."Notatall.Whyshouldthey?Everymanissointentonhisownaims,andthinkssomuchofhisownpersonalitythathewouldscarcelyforgethisegoiftheverydevilhimselfwerebehindhim.Womenlookatmesometimes,withtheaffectedcoyandkitten-likeinterestusuallyexhibitedbythefrailsexforapersonableman."

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