Pulp Fiction, 1861 · page 88 of 116
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86 ‘THE EMERALD NECKLACE. these questions forced themselves upon his mind, to be driven back unanswered by the might of his love and the sweetness of his content in the present. For, after the morning sitting, although he could paint no more after she left the room, yet he felt peaceful and happy, spending the rest of the day in the gardens or on the river, and the evening in reading and _ pleasant musing. : The day before the picture was finished, a thought had oc- . curred to him which had made him very uneasy—the idea that Clematis might have been seized with brain-fever and wandered away from friends in a state of partial insanity. If so, what danger must she not be in, and from what terrible suspense must they be suffering ! He scrutinized her closely when she came for the last time. There was no appearance of feyer or unnatural excitement ; she was calm, gentle, her eyes serene, and her cheeks just tinted with the roses of health. * comiiclooks.com :