You are not unlike Pandora. " O'Higgins emptied an inside pocket—and purposely let the battered photograph fall to the ground. And now she was discovering that even Nature was something of a liar, with her mirages and her horizons. She spoke with an entirely false note of cheerful offhandedness. The child has sprung into a youth; the youth has become a man; the man has already begun to feel the advances of age. “For nothing, do you call it?” he declared. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. ’ He sat on the low wall of the haha and invited her to do the same. "'This is the way in which I will serve all who attempt to apprehend me. He saw her, dripping with rosy pearls, rise out of the lagoon in the dawn light: he saw her flashing to and fro among the coco palms in the moonshine: he saw her breasting the hurricane, her body as full of grace and beauty as the Winged Victory of the Louvre. She has married some one he could not approve of, and gone right away. . Presently he began to weave a tale, sorry enough, with all the ancient claptraps and rusted platitudes.
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