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erman　called

Hans；　who　thought　them　both　wonderful；　and　answered

assiduously：

〃Gewiss；　Herr　Baron……bitte　sehr；　Frau

Baronin。〃

Often；　they　saw　the　pink　of　dawn　away　across　the　park。　The

tower　of　Westminster　Cathedral　was　emerging；　the　lamps　of

Piccadilly；　stringing　away　beside　the　trees　of　the　park；　were

being　pale　and　moth…like；　the　morning　traffic　was

clock…clocking　down　the　shadowy　road；　which　had　gleamed　all

night　like　metal；　down　below；　running　far　ahead　into　the　night；

beneath　the　lamps；　and　which　was　now　vague；　as　in　a　mist；

because　of　the　dawn。

Then；　as　the　flush　of　dawn　became　stronger；　they　opened　the

glass　doors　and　went　on　to　the　giddy　balcony；　feeling　triumphant

as　two　angels　in　bliss；　looking　down　at　the　still　sleeping

world；　which　would　wake　to　a　dutiful；　rumbling；　sluggish　turmoil

of　unreality。

＇But　the　air　was　cold。　They　went　into　their　bedroom；　and　bathed　before

going　to　bed；　leaving　the　partition　doors　of　the　bathroom　open；　so　that

the　vapour　came　into　the　bedroom　and　faintly　dimmed　the　mirror。　She　was

always　in　bed　first。　She　watched　him　as　he　bathed；　his　quick；　unconscious

movements；　the　electric　light　glinting　on　his　wet　shoulders。　He　stood　out

of　the　bath；　his　hair　all　washed　flat　over　his　forehead；　and　pressed　the

water　out　of　his　eyes。　He　was　slender；　and；　to　her；　perfect；　a　clean；

straight…cut　youth；　without　a　grain　of　superfluous　body。　The　brown　hair　on

his　body　was　soft　and　fine　and　adorable；　he　was　all　beautifully　flushed；

as　he　stood　in　the　white　bath…apartment。

He　saw　her　warm；　dark；　lit…up　face　watching　him　from　the　pillow……yet

he　did　not　s