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Chapter 12

           Thehouse,dazzlinglywhitewheretheafternoonsuntouchedit,stoodwithitsshadowedbacktome.Ithadbeenbuiltontheseawardsideofasmallcottagethathadevidentlyexistedbeforeit.Itwassquare,withafiatroofandacolonnadeofslenderarchesrunningroundthesouthandeastsides.Abovethecolonnadewasaterrace.IcouldseetheopenFrenchwindowsofafirst-floorroomgivingaccesstoit.Totheeastandbackofthehousetherewerelinesofswordplantsandsmallclumpsofbusheswithvividscarletandyellowflowers.Infront,southwardsandseawards,therewasastretchofgravelandthenthegroundfellawayabruptlydowntothesea.Atbothcornersofthegravelstoodpalmtrees,inneatwhitewashedringsofstones.Thepineshadbeenthinnedtocleartheview.Thehouseabashedme.ItwastooreminiscentoftheCôted’Azur,tooun-Greek.Itstood,whiteandopulent,likeSwisssnow,andmademefeelsticky-palmedanduncouth.Iwalkedupthesmallflightofstepstothered-tiledside-colonnade.Therewasacloseddoorwithanironknockercastintheshapeofadolphin.Thewindowsbesideitwereheavilyshuttered.Iknockedonthedoor;theknocksbarkedsharplyoverstonefloors.Butnoonecame.ThehouseandIstoodsilentlyinaseaofinsectsound.Alongthecolonnadetothecornerofthesouthernfrontofthehouse;therethecolonnadewaswiderandthearchesmoreopen.Standinginthedeepshade,Ilookedoutoverthetreetopsandtheseatothelanguishingash-lilacmountains

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