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IV. Eustacia Is Led on to an Adventure

           

           “Whichpartdoyouplay,Charley—theTurkishKnight,doyounot?”inquiredthebeauty,lookingacrossthesmokeofthefiretohimontheotherside.

           “Yes,miss,theTurkishKnight,”hereplieddiffidently.

           “Isyoursalongpart?”

           “Ninespeeches,about.”

           “Canyourepeatthemtome?IfsoIshouldliketohearthem.”

           Theladsmiledintotheglowingturfandbegan—

           “HerecomeI,aTurkishKnight,

           WholearntinTurkishlandtofight,”

           continuingthediscoursethroughoutthescenestotheconcludingcatastropheofhisfallbythehandofSaintGeorge.

           Eustaciahadoccasionallyheardthepartrecitedbefore.Whentheladendedshebegan,preciselyinthesamewords,andrantedonwithouthitchordivergencetillshetooreachedtheend.Itwasthesamething,yethowdifferent.Likeinform,ithadtheaddedsoftnessandfinishofaRaffaelleafterPerugino,which,whilefaithfullyreproducingtheoriginalsubject,entirelydistancestheoriginalart.

           Charley’seyesroundedwithsurprise.“Well,youbeacleverlady!”hesaid,inadmiration.“I’vebeenthreeweekslearningmine.”

           “Ihavehearditbefore,”shequietlyobserved.“Now,wouldyoudoanythingtopleaseme,Charley?”

           “I’ddoagooddeal,miss.”

           “Wouldyouletmeplayyourpartforonenight?”

           “Oh,miss!Butyourwoman’sgown—youcouldn’t.”

           “Icangetboy’sclothes—atleastallthatwouldbewantedbesidesthemummingdress.

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