Out of the Past — page 142: what you’re looking at

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Out of the Past. 139 Robert’s quick, elastic movements, his fine proportions showing a clean-cut silhouette against the white wall of the house as he entered it. ‘He is the handsomest man on the Riviera,” smiled Rose in reply, “not only to my eye, but to men, women and journalists—and they are sometimes jealous, you know. You can have no conception of the furore he created and of the sums of money offered. He has taken a Titan’s leap since we listened to his début—really.” “You see what happiness may do for a genius coming at the right moment. You must feel his success as your own.’ With blushes and glistening eyes Rose answered: “Yes—it came after our betrothal. I watched his mas- tery growing grandly, but now—nothing can hinder him. He will take his way to the zenith whatever hap- 9 pens—even to me.” For a moment he saw the shadow ot melancholy of which Robert had written. It spread over her face like the shadow of a spring cloud and left a tear where it had passed. Benedict felt a sudden, name- less fear tighten his heartstrings, but when he looked up she was smiling upon him serenely and had reset his plate with honey and rolls. The incident puzzled Bene- dict and lingered in his memory, giving no excuse for itself and being wholly unwarranted by the glowing health nature seemed to have lavished upon her. Upon CONNICLOOOKS