Риф, або Там, де розбивається щастя

II

           Now,withapairofthemlookingintohis,hewasconsciousofaqueerreversalofperspective.

           “Whowerethe‘we’?Wereyouacloudofwitnesses?”

           “Therewereagoodmanyofus.”Shesmiled.“Letmesee—whowasthereinyourtime?Mrs.Bolt—andMademoiselle—andProfessorDidymusandthePolishCountess.Don’tyourememberthePolishCountess?Shecrystal-gazed,andplayedaccompaniments,andMrs.MurrettchuckedherbecauseMrs.DidymusaccusedherofhypnotizingtheProfessor.Butofcourseyoudon’tremember.Wewereallinvisibletoyou;butwecouldsee.Andweallusedtowonderaboutyou——”

           AgainDarrowfeltarednessinthetemples.“Whataboutme?”

           “Well—whetheritwasyouorshewho...”

           Hewinced,buthidhisdisapproval.Itmadethetimepasstolistentoher.

           “Andwhat,ifonemayask,wasyourconclusion?”

           “Well,Mrs.BoltandMademoiselleandtheCountessnaturallythoughtitwasshe;butProfessorDidymusandJimmyBrance—especiallyJimmy——”

           “Justamoment:whoonearthisJimmyBrance?”

           Sheexclaimedinwonder:“Youwereabsorbed—nottorememberJimmyBrance!Hemusthavebeenrightaboutyou,afterall.”Sheletheramusedscrutinydwellonhim.“Buthowcouldyou?Shewasfalsefromheadtofoot!”

           “False——?”Inspiteoftimeandsatiety,themaleinstinctofownershiproseupandrepudiatedthecharge.

           MissVinercaughthislookandlaughed.

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