And Halcyone, who had heard it all before and knew the subject to her
finger tips, wandered dreamily into a shadowland where she felt she was
of these people--those far back worshipers--and this was her winter when
Dionysus was dead, but would live again when the spring came and the
flowers.
CHAPTER XXVI
Mrs. Cricklander felt it would be discreet and in perfect taste if she
announced her intention of going off to Carlsbad the week after her
engagement was settled--she was always most careful of decorum. And, if
the world of her friends thought John Derringham was well enough to be
making love to her in the seclusion of her own house, it would be much
wiser for her to show that she should always remain beyond the breath of
any gossip.
In her heart she was bored to tears. For nearly the whole of June she
had been cooped up at Wendover--for more than half the time without even
parties of visitors to keep her company--and she loathed being alone.
She had no personal resources and invariably at such times smoked too
much and got agitated nerves in consequence.
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