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Chapter 24

           Whatafacehehadatthatmoment!whatasmile!

           "Thepartingcup,myfriends!"heexclaimed"Toournextmerrymeeting!"

           Withplauditsandlaughtertheguestseagerlyandnoisilyrespondedandastheydrank,thepavilionwasfloodedbyadeepcrimsonilluminationasoffire.Everyfacelookedblood-red!everyjeweloneverywomanflashedlikealivingflame!foronebriefinstantonlythenitwasgone,andtherefollowedageneralstampedeofthecompanyeverybodyhurryingasfastastheycouldintothecarriagesthatwaitedinlonglinestotakethemtothestation,thelasttwo‘special’trainstoLondonbeingatonea.m.andonethirty.IbadeSibylandherfatherahurriedgood-nightDianaChesneywentinthesamecarriagewiththem,fullofecstaticthanksandpraisetomeforthesplendoursofthedaywhichshedescribedinherownfashionas"knowinghowtodoit"andthenthedepartingcrowdofvehiclesbegantothunderdowntheavenue.AstheywentanarchoflightsuddenlyspannedWillowsmereCourtfromendtoendofitsredgables,blazingwithallthecoloursoftherainbow,inthemiddleofwhichappearedlettersofpaleblueandgold,formingwhatIhadhithertoconsideredasafunerealdevice,

           

           "Sictransitgloriamundi!Vale!"

           

           But,afterall,itwasasfairlyapplicabletotheephemeralsplendoursofafêteasitwastothemorelastingmarblesolemnityofasepulchre,andIthoughtlittleornothingaboutit.

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