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PART II - CHAPTER XIV

I averted my eyes.
When I glanced again, pretending to feel the direction of the wind, she had curled herself upon the brick floor of the terrace beside his chair and had laid her cheek against his hand 1 I felt a pang of sympathy for my brother. He must have been ashamed at this open display of passion from a woman. I could not see his face in the dark, but all talk had ceased. There was only the pulsing murmur of summer insects through the garden. I rose and withdrew myself.
When my husband came in a few minutes later I said to him:
" She is indecorous, this foreigner!"
But he only laughed.
" Oh, no-only to you, little porcelain one !"
Indignation pricked me.
" Would you have me then clinging to your hand in public?" I asked, turning to look at him. He laughed again, his eyes on me.
" No, for if you did such a thing, how truly indecorous it would be!"
I perceived that he was laughing a little at me, and since I did not know why I said nothing more.
I do not understand this freedom of hers. And yet, most strangely, when I ponder it I do not

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