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Chapter 22
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Healertlyobeyedme,carriedtheplatecarefullytohisseat,and,whenhewasestablished,wenton.“DidBlydisagreewithhersoterriblysuddenly?”
“Notsosuddenlyasyoumightthink.Onehadseenitcomingon.”
“Thenwhydidn’tyougetheroffbefore?”
“Beforewhat?”
“Beforeshebecametooilltotravel.”
Ifoundmyselfprompt.“She’snottooilltotravel:sheonlymighthavebecomesoifshehadstayed.Thiswasjustthemomenttoseize.Thejourneywilldissipatetheinfluence”—oh,Iwasgrand!—“andcarryitoff.”
“Isee,Isee”—Miles,forthatmatter,wasgrand,too.Hesettledtohisrepastwiththecharminglittle“tablemanner”that,fromthedayofhisarrival,hadrelievedmeofallgrossnessofadmonition.Whateverhehadbeendrivenfromschoolfor,itwasnotforuglyfeeding.Hewasirreproachable,asalways,today;buthewasunmistakablymoreconscious.Hewasdiscerniblytryingtotakeforgrantedmorethingsthanhefound,withoutassistance,quiteeasy;andhedroppedintopeacefulsilencewhilehefelthissituation.Ourmealwasofthebriefest—mineavainpretense,andIhadthethingsimmediatelyremoved.WhilethiswasdoneMilesstoodagainwithhishandsinhislittlepocketsandhisbacktome—stoodandlookedoutofthewidewindowthroughwhich,thatotherday,Ihadseenwhatpulledmeup.Wecontinuedsilentwhilethemaidwaswithus—assilent,itwhimsicallyoccurredtome,assomeyoungcouplewho,ontheirweddingjourney,attheinn,feelshyinthepresenceofthewaiter
