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PART I - CHAPTER III
A VENDOR OF VISIONS


`What of it?' she asked, gradually flushing. She remembered her own enthusiasm over the picture.
'Wouldn't it be fine?' he exclaimed, looking at her with glowing eyes, his teeth showing white in a smile that was not amusement.
`What?' she asked, dropping her head in confusion. `That-a girl like that-half afraid-and passion!' H lit up curiously.
`She may well be half afraid, when the barbarian comes out in his glory, skins and all.'
'But don't you like it?' he asked.
She shrugged her shoulders, saying: 'Make love to the next girl you meet, and by the time the poppies redden the field, she 'll hang in your arms. She 'll have need to be more than half afraid, won't she?'
She played with the leaves of the book, and did not look at him.
`But,' he faltered, his eyes glowing, `it would berather '
`Don't, sweet lad, don'tl' she cried laughing.
`But I shouldn't-' he insisted, ' I don't know whether I should like any girl I know to-'
'Precious Sir Galahad !' she said in a mock-caressing voice, and stroking his cheek with her finger. 'You ought to have been a monk-a martyr, a Carthusian.'
He laughed, taking no notice. He was breathlessly quivering under the new sensation of heavy, unappeased fire in his breast, and in the muscles of his arms. He glanced at her bosom and shivered.
'Are you studying just how to play the part?' she asked.
` No-but ' he tried to look at her, but failed. He shrank, laughing, and dropped his head.
`What?' she asked with vibrant curiosity.
Having become a few degrees calmer, he looked up at her now, his eyes wide and vivid with a declaration that made her shrink back as if flame had leaped towards her face_ She bent down her head, and picked at her dress.
'Didn't you know the picture before?' she said, in a low, toneless voice.
He shut his eyes and shrank with shame.

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