A relic (1918) -- "How shall I word it?" (1910) -- Mobled king (1911) -- Kolniyatsch (1913) -- No. 2. The Pines (1914) -- A letter that was not written (1914) -- Books within books (1914) -- The golden drugget (1918) -- Hosts and guests (1918) -- A point to be remembered by very eminent men (1918) -- Servants (1918) -- Going out for a walk (1918) -- Quia imperfectum (1918) -- Something defeasible (1919) -- "A clergyman" (1918) -- The crime (1920) -- In homes unblest (1919) -- William and Mary (1920) -- On speaking French (1919) -- Laughter (1920).
selle ne s'en servira plus.' This is the thing I now write of, and at sight of it I understood why there had been that snapping and crackling, and what the white fragments on the ground were.
I hurried through the rooms, hoping to see a continuation of that drama--a scene of appeasement, perhaps, or of fury still implacable. But the two oddly-assorted players were not performing there. My waiter had told me he had not seen either of them before. I suppose they had arrived that day. But I was not destined to see either of them again. They went away, I suppose, next morning; jointly or singly; singly, I imagine.
They made, however, a prolonged stay in my young memory, and would have done so even had I not had that tangible memento of them. Who were they, those two of whom that one strange glimpse had befallen me? What, I wondered, was the previous history of each? What, in particular, had all that tragic pother been about? Mlle. Ange'lique I guessed to be thirty years old, her friend perhaps fifty-five. E