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Mutabile Semper
LeavingSelinaandHaroldtosettletheirfeudbyamutualdisinheritance,Islippedfromtheroomandescapedintotheopenair,eagertopickupthelooseendofmynewfriendshipjustwhereIhaddroppeditthatmorning.Inthegloriousreactionofthesunshineafterthedownpour,withitsmoistwarmsmells,bespanglementofgreenery,andinspiritingtouchofrain-washedair,theparksandpalacesoftheimaginationglowedwithalivelieriris,andtheirblurredbeautiesshoneoutagainwithfreshblushandpalpitation.AsIspedalongtothetryst,againIaccompaniedmynewcomradealongthecorridorsofmypetpalaceintowhichIhadsohastilyintroducedher;andonreflectionIbegantoseethatitwouldn’tworkproperly.Ihadmadeamistake,andthosewerenotthesurroundingsinwhichshewasmostfittedtoshine.However,itreallydidnotmattermuch;Ihadotherpalacestoplaceatherdisposal—plentyof’em;andonafurtheracquaintancewithandknowledgeofhertastes,nodoubtIcouldfindsomethingtosuither.
TherewasarealArabianone,forinstance,whichIvisitedbutrarely—onlyjustwhenIwasinthefineOrientalmoodforit;awonderofsilkhangings,fountainsofrosewater,pavilions,andminarets.Hundredsofsilent,well-trainedslavesthrongedthestairsandalleysofthisestablishment,readytofetchandcarryforherallday,ifshewishedit;andmybravesoldierswouldbesparedtheindignity.Alsotherewereprocessionsthroughthebazaaratoddmoments—processionswithcamels,elephants,andpalanquins.
