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Chapter 29

           Anddiscouragedeverykindofquestion…howunableIwastojudgehim…veryfewfriendsandnorelations…butwhathadthattodowithwhathadjusthappened?Plainlyitwasmeanttobemythical,butithadawakenedinmevaguememoriesofOscarWildetheWildeofSaloméandofMaeterlinck;somethingGermanic,findesiècle,hadfloatedoveritall.ItwasalsoanattemptatthesortofscandalousevocationmentionedinLeMasqueFrancais.Therewassomeverynasty,someveryperverse,driftinConchis’sdivertimenti.Thenakedman.Whatweretheydoingnow,insidethosetrees?Becausethegirlactedonethingforanhour,therewasnoreasonwhysheshouldn’tactsomethingelse,anythingelse,thenext.Irememberedwrylythatshehadsaid"Iamcalled."Ihadgivenitaspiritualisticsignificance;butithadanormalothermeaningforactresses.Ifelt,irrationally,betrayed;andenviousandjealousofthoseothermysteriousyoungmenwhohadappearedfromnowheretopoachin"my"territory;andwalkedoffwiththeprize.Itriedtobeobjective,contenttobeaspectator,tolettheseweirdincidentsflowpastmeasonesitsinacinemaandletsthefilmflowpast.ButevenasIthoughtthat,Iknewittobeabadanalogy.Iwentandstoodbehindheremptychair."Verystrange."Conchisdidn’tanswer.Imovedroundthetable,towhereIcouldseehisface.Hiseyeswereopen,buthisstaretothesouthwasfixed,andforamomentIwasfrightened.Isaidurgently,"Mr.Conchis?"andtouchedhisshoulder.

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