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Chapter 15

           ""Poordevil.""Hewouldsaythesameofus.Withmuchmorereason."Ihelpedhimputtheframeback.Thenhemademelookatthewindows.Theywererathersmallandnarrow,arched,eachonewithacenterpillarandacapitalofcarvedmarble."ThesecomefromMonemvasia.Ifoundthembuiltintoacottage.SoIboughtthecottage.""LikeanAmerican."Hedidnotsmile."TheyareVenetian.Ofthefifteenthcentury."Heturnedtothebookshelvesandpulleddownanartbook."Here."IlookedoverhisshoulderandsawFraAngelico’sfamousAnnunciation;andatonceknewwhythecolonnadeoutsidehadseemedsofamiliar.Therewaseventhesamewhite-edgedfloorofredtiles."NowwhatelsecanIshowyou?Myharpsichordisveryrare.ItisoneoftheoriginalPleyels.Notinfashion.Butverybeautiful."Hestrokeditsshiningblacktop,asifitwereacat.Therewasamusicstandonthefarside,bythewall.Itseemedanunnecessarythingtohavewithaharpsichord."Youplaysomeotherinstrument,Mr.Conchis?"Helookedatit,shookhishead."No.Ithassentimentalvalue."Buthesoundedquiteunsentimental.Helookedathiswatch."Now,Imustleaveyouforsometime.Ihaveletterstowrite.Youwillfindnewspapersandmagazinesoverthere.Orbookstakewhatyouwant.Youwillexcuseme?Yourroomisupstairs…ifyouwish?""No,thisisfine.Thankyou."Hewent;andIstaredagainattheModigliani,caressedtheRodin,surveyedtheroom.Ifeltratherlikeamanwhohasknockedonacottagedoorandfoundhimselfinapalace;vaguelyfoolish.

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