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ly someone proposedtaking a nearer look at the facade of San Giorgio Maggiore, andthey hailed a gondola and were rowed out through the bobbinglanterns and twanging guitar-strings. When they landed again,Gillow, always acutely bored by scenery, and partic tiffany co ularlyresentful of midnight aesthetics, suggested a night club near athand, which was said to be jolly. The Prince warmly supportedthis proposal; but on Susy’s curt refusal they started theirrambling again, circuitously threading the vague dark lanes andmaking for the Piazza and Florian’s ices. Suddenly, at a calle-corner, unfamiliar and yet somehow known to her, Susy paused tostare about her with a laugh.
“But the Hickses–surely that’s their palace? And the windowsall lit up! They must be giving a party! Oh, do let’s go upand surprise them!” The idea struck her as one of the drollestthat she had ever originated, and she wondered that hercompanions should respond so languidly.
“I can’t see anything very thrilling in surprising the Hickses,”Gillow protested, defrauded of possible excitements; andStrefford added: “It tiffany uk would surprise me more than them if Iwent.”But Susy insisted feverishly: “You don’t know. It may beawfully exciting! I have an idea that Coral’s announcing herengagement–her engagement to Nick! Come, give me a hand,Streff–and you the other, Fred-” she began to hum the firstbars of Donna Anna’s entrance in Don Giovanni. “Pity I haven’tgot a black cloak and a mask ….””Oh, your face will do,” said Strefford, laying his hand on herarm.
She drew back, flushing crimson. Breckenridge and the Princehad sprung on ahead, and Gillow, lumbering after them, wasalready halfway up the stairs.
“My face? My face? What’s the matter with my face? Do youknow any reason why I shouldn’t go to the Hickses to-night?”Susy broke out in sudden wrath.
“None whatever; except that if you do it will bore me to death,”Strefford returned, with tiffany sale serenity.
“Oh, in that case–!””No; come on. I hear those fools banging on the door already.”He caught her by the hand, and they started up the stairway.
But on the first landing she paused, twisted her hand out ofhis, and without a word, without a conscious thought, dasheddown the long flight, across the great resounding vestibule andout into the darkness of the calle.
Strefford caught up with her, and they stood a moment silent inthe night.
“Susy–what the devil’s the matter?””The matter? Can’t you see? That I’m tired, that I’ve got asplitting headache–that you bore me to death, one and all ofyou!” She turned and laid a deprecating hand on his arm.
“Streffy, old dear, don’t mind me: but for God’s sake find agondola and send me home.””Alone?””Alone.”It was never any concern of Streff’s if people wanted to do tiffany and co things he did not understand, and she knew that she could counton his obedience. They walked on in silence to the next canal,and he picked up a passing gondola and put her in it.
“Now go and amuse yourself,” she called after him, as the boatshot under the nearest bridge. Anything, anything, to be alone,away from the folly and futility that would be all she had leftif Nick were to drop out of her life ….
“But perhaps he has dropped already–dropped for good,” shethought as she set her foot on the Vanderlyn threshold.
The short summer night was already growing transparent: a newborn breeze stirred the soiled surface of the water and sent itlapping freshly against the old palace doorways. Nearly twoo’clock! Nick had no doubt come back long ago. Susy hurried upthe stairs, re tiffany co 925 assured by the mere thought of his nearnes tiffany co outlet fake s. Sheknew that when their eyes and their lips met it would beimpossible for anything to keep them apart.
The gondolier dozing on the landing roused himself to receiveher, and to proffer two envelopes. The upper one was a telegramfor Strefford: she threw it down again and paused under thelantern hanging from the paint tiffany co terminal 5 ed vault, the other envelope inher hand. The address it bore was in Nick’s writing. “When didthe signore leave this for me? Has he gone out again?”Gone out again? But the signore had not come in since dinner:
of that the gondolier was positive, as he had been on duty allthe evening. A boy had brought the letter–an unknown boy: hehad left it without waiting. It must have been about half anhour after the signora had herself gone out with her guests.
Susy, hardly hearing him, fled on to her own room, an cheap tiffany d there,beside the very lamp which, two months before, had illuminatedEllie Vanderlyn’s fatal letter, she opened Nick’s.
“Don’t think me hard on you, dear; but I’ve got to work thisthing out by myself. The sooner the tiffany co engagement rings better-don’t you agree? SoI’m taking the express to Milan presently. You’ll get a properletter in a day or two. I wish I could think, now, of somethingto say that would show you I’m not a brute–but I can’t. N. L. “There was not much of the night left in which to sleep, even hada semblance of sleep been achievable. The letter fell fromSusy’s hands, and she crept out onto the balcony and coweredthere, her forehead pressed against the balustrade, the dawnwind stirring in her thin laces. Through her closed eyelids andthe tightly-clenched fingers pressed against them, she felt thepenetration of the growing li tiffany co careers ght, the re tiffany co bracelet lentless advance ofanother day–a day without purpose and without meaning–a daywithout Nick. At length she dropped her hands, and staring fromdry lids saw a rim of fire above the roofs across the GrandCanal. She sprang up, ran back into her room, and dragging theheavy curtains shut across the windows, stumbled over in thedarkness to the lounge and fell among its pillows-facedownward–groping, delving for a deep er night ….
She started up, stiff and aching, to see a golden wedge of sunon the floor at her feet. She had slept, then–was itpossible?–it must be eight or nine o’clock already! She hadslept–slept like a drunkard–with that letter on the table ather elbow! Ah, now she remembered–she had dreamed that theletter was a dream! But there, inexorably, it lay; and shepicked it up, and slowly, painfull tiffany uk sale y re-read it. Then she toreit into shreds hunted for a match, and kneeling before the emptyhearth, as though she were accomplishing some funeral rite, sheburnt every shred of it to ashes. Nick would thank her for thatsome day!
After a bath and a hurried toilet she began to be aware offeeling younger and more hopeful. After all, Nick had merelysaid that he was going away for “a day or two.” And the letterwas not cruel: there tiffany co jewelry sale were tender things in it, showing throughthe curt words. She smiled at herself a little stiffly in theglass, put a dash of red on her colourless lips, and rang forthe maid.
“Coffee, Giovanna, please; and will you tell Mr. Strefford thatI should like to see him presently.”If Nick really kept to his intention of staying away for a fewdays she must trump up some explanation of his absence; but hermind refused to work, and the only thing she could think of wasto take Strefford into her confidence. She knew that he couldbe trusted in a real difficulty; his impish malice tra

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