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Supreme　Court　Day　and　a　Senators'　Day；　and　a　Representatives'　Day。　　Do　you
mean　to　say　you　weren't　going　to　call　upon　your　Senator？〃

〃I　didn't　know　I　had　any。〃

〃Neither　did　I　till　I　came　here。　　But　you've　got　two；　everybody's　got　two。
And　the　President's　wife　receives　three　times　a　week；　and　the　President
has　two　or　three　days。　　They　say　the　public　days　at　the　White　House　are
great　fun。　　I've　been　to　some　of　the　invited；　or　semi…invited　or　official
evenings。〃

He　could　not　see　that　difference　from　the　great　public　receptions　which
Miss　Anderson　had　promised　him　at　Mrs。　Whittington's；　though　he　pretended
afterward　that　he　had　done　so。　　The　people　were　more　uniformly　well
dressed；　there　were　not　so　many　of　them；　and　the　hostess　was　sure　of
knowing　her　acquaintances　at　first　glance；　but　there　was　the　same　ease；
the　same　unconstraint；　the　same　absence　of　provincial　anxiety　which　makes
a　Washington　a　lighter　and　friendlier　London。　　There　were　rather　more
sallow　attaches；　in　their　low…cut　white　waistcoats；　with　small　brass
buttons；　they　moved　more　consciously　about；　and　looked　weightier
personages　than　several　foreign　ministers　who　were　present。

Dan　was　soon　lost　from　the　side　of　Miss　Anderson；　who　more　and　more　seemed
to　him　important　socially。　　She　seemed；　in　her　present　leadership；　to　know
more　of　life；　than　he；　to　be　maturer。　　But　she　did　not　abuse　her
superiority；　she　kept　an　effect　of　her　last　summer's　friendliness　for　him
throughout。　　Several　times；　finding　herself　near　him；　she　introduced　him
to　people。

Guests　kept　arriving　till　midnight。　　Among　the　latest；　when　Dan　had　lost
himself　far　from　Boston　in　talk　with　a　young　lady　from　Richmond；　who　spoke
with　a　slur　of　her　vowels　that　fascinated　him；　came　Mr。　and　Mrs。　Brinkley。
He　felt　himself　grow　pale　and　inattentive　to　his　pretty　Virginian。　　That
accent　of　Mrs。　Brinkley's　recalled　him　to　his　history。　　He　hoped　that　she
would　not　see　him；　but　in　another　moment　he　was　greeting　her　with　a　warmth
which　Bostonians　seldom　show　in　meeting　at　Boston。

〃When　did　you　come　to　Washington？〃　she　asked；　trying　to　keep　her
consciousness　out　of　her　eyes；　which　she　let　dwell　kindly　upon　him。

〃Day　before　yesterdayno；　yesterday。　　It　seems　a　month；　I've　seen　and
done　so　much；〃　he　said；　with　his　laugh。　　〃Miss　Anderson's　been　showing　me
the　whole　of　Washington　society。　　Have　you　been　here　long？〃

〃Since　morning；〃　said　Mrs。　Brinkley。　　And　she　added；　〃Miss　Anderson？〃

〃YesCampobello；　don't　you　know？〃

〃Oh　yes。　　Is　she　here　to…night？〃

〃I　came　with　her　and　her　aunt。〃

〃Oh　yes。〃

〃How　is　all　Boston？〃　asked　Dan　boldly。

〃I　don't　know；　I'm　just　going　down　to　Old　Point　Comfort　to　ask。　　Every
other　house　on　the　Back　Bay　has　been　abandoned　for　the　Hygeia。〃　　Mrs。
Brinkley　stopped；　and　then　she　asked。　　〃Are　you　just　up　from　there？〃

〃No；　but　I　don't　know　but　I　shall　go。〃

〃Hello；　Mavering！〃　said　Mr。　Brinkley；　coming　up　and　taking　his　hand　into
his　fat　grasp。　　〃On　your　way　to　Fortress　Monroe？　　Better　come　with　us。
Why；　Munt！〃

He　turned　to　greet　this　other　Bostonian；　who　had　hardly　expressed　his　joy
at　meeting　with　his　fellow…townsmen　when　the　hostess　rustled　softly　up；
and　said；　with　the　irony　more　or　less　friendly；　which　everybody　uses　in
speaking　of　Boston；　or　recognising　the　intellectual　pre…eminence　of　its
people；　〃I'm　not　going　to　let　you　keep　this　feast　of　reason　all　to　your
selves。　　I　want　you　to　leaven　the　whole　lump；〃　and　she　began　to　disperse
them；　and　to　introduce　them　about　right　and　left。

Dan　tried　to　find　his　Virginian　again；　but　she　was　gone。　　He　found　Miss
Anderson；　she　was　with　her　aunt。　　〃Shall　we　be　tearing　you　away？〃　she
asked。

〃Oh　no。　　I'm　quite　ready　to　go。〃

His　nerves　were　in　a　tremble。　　Those　Boston　faces　and　voices　had　brought
it　all　back　again；　it　seemed　as　if　he　had　met　Alice。　　He　was　silent　and
incoherent　as　they　drove　home；　but　Miss　Anderson　apparently　did　not　want
to　talk　much；　and　apparently　did　not　notice　his　reticence。

He　fell　asleep　with　the　pang　in　his　heart　which　had　been　there　so　often。

When　Dan　came　down　to　breakfast　he　found　the　Brinkleys　at　a　pleasant　place
by　one　of　the　windows；　and　after　they　had　exchanged　a　pleased　surprise
with　him　that　they　should　all　happen　to　be　in　the　same　hotel；　they　asked
him　to　sit　at　their　table。

There　was　a　bright　sun　shining；　and　the　ache　was　gone　out　of　Dan's　heart。
He　began　to　chatter　gaily　with　Mrs。　Brinkley　about　Washington。

〃Oh；　better　come　on　to　Fortress　Monroe；〃　said　her　husband。　　〃Better　come
on　with　us。〃

〃No；　I　can't　just　yet；〃　said　Dan。　　〃I've　got　some　business　here　that　will
keep　me　for　awhile。　　Perhaps　I　may　run　down　there　a　little　later。〃

〃Miss　Anderson　seems　to　have　a　good　deal　of　business　in　Washington　too；〃
observed　Brinkley；　with　some　hazy　notion　of　saying　a　pleasant　rallying
thing　to　the　young　man。　　He　wondered　at　the　glare　his　wife　gave　him。　　With
those　panned　oysters　before　him　he　had　forgotten　all　about　Dan's　love
affair　with　Miss　Pasmer。

Mrs。　Brinkley　hastened　to　make　the　mention　of　Miss　Anderson　as　impersonal
as　possible。

〃It　was　so　nice　to　meet　her　again。　　She　is　such　an　honest；　wholesome
creature；　and　so　bright　and　full　of　sense。　　She　always　made　me　think　of
the　broad　daylight。　　I　always　liked　that　girl。〃

〃Yes；　isn't　she　jolly？〃　said　Dan　joyously。　　〃She　seems　to　know　everybody
here。　　It's　a　great　piece　of　luck　for　me。　　They're　going　to　take　a　house
in　Washington　next　winter。〃

〃Yes；　I　know　that　stage；〃　said　Mrs。　Brinkley。　　〃Her　aunt's　an　amusingly
New…York　respectability。　　I　don't　think　you'd　find　just　such　Miss　Mitford
curls　as　hers　in　all　Boston。〃

〃Yes；　they　are　like　the　portraits；　aren't　they？〃　said　Dan；　delighted。
〃She's　very　nice；　don't　you　think？〃

〃Very。　　But　Miss　Anderson　is　more　than　that。　　I　was　disposed　to　be
critical　of　her　at　Campobello　for　a　while；　but　she　wore　extremely　well。
All　at　once　you　found　yourself　admiring　her　uncommon　common…sense。

〃Yes。　　That's　just　it；〃　cried　Dan。　　〃She　is　so　sensible！〃

〃I　think　she's　very　pretty；〃　said　Mrs。　Brinkley。〃

〃Well；　her　nose；〃　suggested　Dan。　　〃It　seems　a　little　capricious。〃

〃It's　a　trifle　bizarre；　I　suppose。　　But　what　beautiful　eyes！　　And　her
figure！　　I　declare　that　girl's　carriage　is　something　superb。〃

〃Yes；　she　has　a　magnificent　walk。〃

〃Walks　with　her　carriage；〃　mused　Brinkley　aloud。

His　wife　did　not　regard　him。　　〃I　don't　know　what　Miss　Anderson's
principles　are；　but　her　practices　are　perfect。　　I　never　knew　her　do　an
unkind　or　shabby　thing。　　She　seems　very　good　and　very　wise。　　And　that　deep
voice　of　hers　has　such　a　charm。　　It's　so　restful。　　You　feel　as　if　you
could　repose　upon　it　for　a　thousand　years。　　Well！　　You　will　get　down
before　we　leave？〃

〃Yes；　I　will；〃　said　Dan。　　〃I'm　here　after　a　man　who's　after　a　patent；　and
as　soon　as　I　can　finish　up　my　business　with　him　I　believe　I　will　run　down
to　Fortress　Monroe。〃

〃This　eleven…o'clock　train　will　get　you　there　at　six；〃　said　Brinkley。
〃Better　telegraph　for　your　rooms。〃


〃Or；　let　us　know；〃　said　Mrs。　Brinkley；　〃and　we'll　secure　them　for　you。〃

〃Oh；　thank　you；〃　said　Dan。

He　went　away；　feeling　that　Mrs。　Brinkley　was　the　pleasantest　woman　he　ever
met。　　He　knew　that　she　had　talked　Miss　Anderson　so　fully　in　order　to　take
away　the　implication　of　her　husband's　joke；　and　he　admired　her　tact。　　He
thought　of　this　as　he　loitered　along　the　street　from　Wormley's　to　the
Arlington；　where　he　was　going　to　find　Miss　Anderson；　by　an　appointment　of
the　night　before；　and　take　a　walk　with　her；　and　thinking　of　tact　made　him
think　of　Mrs。　Pasmer。　　Mrs。　Pasmer　was　full　of　tact；　and　how　kind　she　had
always　been　to　him！　　She　had　really　been　like　a　mother　to　him；　he　was　sure
she　had　understood　him；　he　believed　she　had　defended　him；　with　a　futility
of　which　he　felt　the　pathos；　he　made　her　defend　him　now　to　Alice。　　Alice
was　very　hard　and　cold；　as　when　he　saw　her　last；　her　mother's　words　fell
upon　her　as　upon　a　stone；　even　Mrs。　Pasmer's　tears；　which　Dan　made　her
shed；　had　no　effect　upon　the　haughty　girl。　　Not　that　he　cared　now。

The　blizzard　of　the　previous　days　had　whirled　away；　the　sunshine　lay
still；　with　a　warm　glisten　and　sparkle；　on　the　asphalt　which　seemed　to
bask　in　it；　and　which　it　softened　to　the　foot。　　He　loitered　by　the　gate　of
the　little　park　or　plantation　where　the　statue　of　General　Jackson　is
riding　a　cock…horse　to　Banbury　Cross；　and　looked　over　at　the　French…
Italian　classicism　of　the　White　House　architecture　with　a　pensive　joy　at
finding　pleasure　in　it；　and　then　he　went　on　to　the　Arlington。

Miss　Anderson　was　waiting　for　him　in　the　parlour；　and　they　went　a　long
walk　up　the　avenues　and　across　half　the　alphabet　in　the　streets；　and
through　the　pretty　squares　and　circles；　where　the　statues　were　sometimes
beautiful　and　always　picturesque；　and　the　sparrows　made　a　vernal　chirping
in　the　naked　trees　and　on　the　green　grass。　　In　two　or　three　they　sat　down
on　the　iron　benches　and　rested。

They　talked　and　talkedabout　the　people　they　knew；　and　of　whom　they　found
that　they　thought　surprisingly　alike；　and　about　themselves；　whom　they
found　surprisingly　alike　in　a　great　many　things；　and　then　surprisingly
unlike。　　Dan　brought　forward　some　points　of　identity　which　he；　and　Alice
had　found　in　themselves；　it　was　just　the　same　with　Miss　Anderson。　　She
found　herself　rather　warm　with　the　seal…skin　sacque　she　had　put　on；　she
let　him　carry　it　on　his　arm　while　they　walked；　and　then　lay　it　over　her
shoulders　when　they　sat　down。　　He　felt　a　pang　of　self…reproach；　as　if　he
had　been　inconstant　to　Alice。　　This　was　an　old　habit　of　feeling；　formed
during　the　months　of　their　engagement；　when；　at　her　inspiration；　he　was
always　bringing　himself　to　book　about　something。　　He　replied　to　her
bitterly；　in　the　colloquy　which　began　to　hold　itself　in　his　mind；　and　told
her　that　she　had　no　claim　upon　him　now；　that　if　his　thoughts　wandered　from
her　it　was　her　fault；　not　his；　that　she　herself　had　set　them　free。　　But　in
fact　he　was　like　all　young　men；　with　a　thousand；　potentialities　of　loving。
There　was　no　aspect　of　beauty　that　did　not　tenderly　move　him；　he　could　not
help　a　soft　thrill　at　the　sight　of　any　pretty　shape；　the　sound　of　any
piquant　voice；　and　Alice　had　me