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at the moment when; holding out my canvas at arm's length; I was
exhibiting it to the female innkeeper。 The 'demoniac' could not
help but see it; for I took care to exhibit the thing in such a
way that it could not escape her notice。 She stopped abruptly and
stood motionless; stupefied。 It was her rock which was depicted;
the one which she usually climbed to dream away her time
undisturbed。

〃She uttered a British 'Oh;' which was at once so accentuated and
so flattering; that I turned round to her; smiling; and said:

〃This is my last work; Mademoiselle。'

〃She murmured ecstatically; comically; and tenderly:

〃 'Oh! Monsieur; you must understand what it is to have a
palpitation。'

〃I colored up; of course; and was more excited by that compliment
than if it had come from a queen。 I was seduced; conquered;
vanquished。 I could have embraced herupon my honor。

〃I took my seat at the table beside her; as I had always done。
For the first time; she spoke; drawling out in a loud voice:

〃 'Oh! I love nature so much。'

〃I offered her some bread; some water; some wine。 She now
accepted these with the vacant smile of a mummy。 I then began to
converse with her about the scenery。

〃After the meal; we rose from the table together and walked
leisurely across the court; then; attracted by the fiery glow
which the setting sun cast over the surface of the sea; I opened
the outside gate which faced in the direction of the Falaise; and
we walked on side by side; as satisfied as any two persons could
be who have just learned to understand and penetrate each other's
motives and feelings。

〃It was a misty; relaxing evening; one of those enjoyable
evenings which impart happiness to mind and body alike。 All is
joy; all is charm。 The luscious and balmy air; loaded with the
perfumes of herbs; with the perfumes of grass…wrack; with the
odor of the wild flowers; caresses the soul with a penetrating
sweetness。 We were going to the brink of the abyss which
overlooked the vast sea and rolled past us at the distance of
less than a hundred meters。

〃We drank with open mouth and expanded chest; that fresh breeze
from the ocean which glides slowly over the skin; salted as it is
by long contact with the waves。

〃Wrapped up in her square shawl; inspired by the balmy air and
with teeth firmly set; the English…woman gazed fixedly at the
great sun…ball; as it descended toward the sea。 Soon its rim
touched the waters; just in rear of a ship which had appeared on
the horizon; until; by degrees; it was swallowed up by the ocean。
We watched it plunge; diminish; and finally disappear。

〃Miss Harriet contemplated with passionate regard the last
glimmer of the flaming orb of day。

〃She muttered: 'Oh! I loveI love' I saw a tear start in her
eye。 She continued: 'I wish I were a little bird; so that I could
mount up into the firmament。'

〃She remained standing as I had often before seen her; perched on
the river bank; her face as red as her flaming shawl。 I should
have liked to have sketched her in my album。 It would have been
an ecstatic caricature。 I turned my face away from her so as to
be able to laugh。

〃I then spoke to her of painting; as I would have done to a
fellow…artist; using the technical terms common among the
devotees of the profession。 She listened attentively to me;
eagerly seeking to divine the sense of the obscure words; so as
to penetrate my thoughts。 From time to time; she would exclaim:
'Oh! I understand; I understand。 This is very interesting。' We
returned home。

〃The next day; on seeing me; she approached me eagerly; holding
out her hand; and we became firm friends immediately。

〃She was a brave creature; with an elastic sort of a soul; which
became enthusiastic at a bound。 She lacked equilibrium; like all
women who are spinsters at the age of fifty。 She seemed to be
pickled in vinegary innocence; though her heart still retained
something of youth and of girlish effervescence。 She loved both
nature and animals with a fervent ardor; a love like old wine;
mellow through age; with a sensual love that she had never
bestowed on men。

〃One thing is certain: a mare roaming in a meadow with a foal at
its side; a bird's nest full of young ones; squeaking; with their
open mouths and enormous heads; made her quiver with the most
violent emotion。

〃Poor solitary beings! Sad wanderers from table d'hote to table
d'hote; poor beings; ridiculous and lamentable; I love you ever
since I became acquainted with Miss Harriet!

〃I soon discovered that she had something she would like to tell
me; but dared not; and I was amused at her timidity。 When I
started out in the morning with my box on my back; she would
accompany me as far as the end of the village; silent; but
evidently struggling inwardly to find words with which to begin a
conversation。 Then she would leave me abruptly; and; with jaunty
step; walk away quickly。

〃One day; however; she plucked up courage:

〃 'I would like to see how you paint pictures? Will you show me?
I have been very curious。'

〃And she colored up as though she had given utterance to words
extremely audacious。

〃I conducted her to the bottom of the Petit…Val; where I had
commenced a large picture。

〃She remained standing near me; following all my gestures with
concentrated attention。 Then; suddenly; fearing; perhaps; that
she was disturbing me; she said to me: 'Thank you;' and walked
away。

〃But in a short time she became more familiar; and accompanied me
every day; her countenance exhibiting visible pleasure。 She
carried her folding stool under her arm; would not consent to my
carrying it; and she sat always by my side。 She would remain
there for hours immovable and mute; following with her eye the
point of my brush in its every movement。 When I would obtain; by
a large splatch of color spread on with a knife; a striking and
unexpected effect; she would; in spite of herself; give vent to a
half…suppressed 'Oh!' of astonishment; of joy; of admiration。 She
had the most tender respect for my canvases; an almost religious
respect for that human reproduction of a part of nature's work
divine。 My studies appeared to her to be pictures of sanctity;
and sometimes she spoke to me of God; with the idea of converting
me。

〃Oh! He was a queer good…natured being; this God of hers。 He was
a sort of village philosopher without any great resources; and
without great power; for she always figured him to herself as a
being quivering over injustices committed under his eyes; and
helpless to prevent them。

〃She was; however; on excellent terms with him; affecting even to
be the confidant of his secrets and of his whims。 She said:

〃 'God wills; or God does not will;' just like a sergeant
announcing to a recruit: 'The colonel has commanded。'

〃At the bottom of her heart she deplored my ignorance of the
intentions of the Eternal; which she strove; nay; felt herself
compelled; to impart to me。

〃Almost every day; I found in my pockets; in my hat when I lifted
it from the ground; in my box of colors; in my polished shoes;
standing in the mornings in front of my door; those little pious
brochures; which she; no doubt; received directly from Paradise。

〃I treated her as one would an old friend; with unaffected
cordiality。 But I soon perceived that she had changed somewhat in
her manner; but; for a while; I paid little attention to it。

〃When I walked about; whether to the bottom of the valley; or
through some country lanes; I would see her suddenly appear; as
though she were returning from a rapid walk。 She would then sit
down abruptly; out of breath; as though she had been running or
overcome by some profound emotion。 Her face would be red; that
English red which is denied to the people of all other countries;
then; without any reason; she would grow pale; become the color
of the ground; and seem ready to faint away。 Gradually; however;
I would see her regain her ordinary color; whereupon she would
begin to speak。

〃Then; without warning; she would break off in the middle of a
sentence; spring up from her seat; and march off so rapidly and
so strangely; that it would; sometimes; put me to my wits' end to
try and discover whether I had done or said anything to displease
or offend her。

〃I finally came to the conclusion that this arose from her early
habits and training; somewhat modified; no doubt; in honor of me;
since the first days of our acquaintanceship。

〃When she returned to the farm; after walking for hours on the
wind…beaten coast; her long curled hair would be shaken out and
hanging loose; as though it had broken away from its bearings。 It
was seldom that this gave her any concern; though sometimes she
looked as though she had been dining sans ceremonie; her locks
having become disheveled by the breezes。

〃She would then go up to her room in order to adjust what I
called her glass lamps。 When I would say to her; in familiar
gallantry; which; however; always offended her:

〃 'You are as beautiful as a planet to…day; Miss Harriet;' a
little blood would immediately mount into her cheeks; the blood
of a young maiden; the blood of sweet fifteen。

〃Then she would become abruptly savage and cease coming to watch
me paint。 But I always thought:

〃 'This is only a fit of temper she is passing through。'

〃But it did not always pass away。 When I spoke to her sometimes;
she would answer me; either with an air of affected indifference;
or in sullen anger; and she became by turns rude; impatient; and
nervous。 For a time I never saw her except at meals; and we spoke
but little。 I concluded; at length; that I must have offended her
in something: and; accordingly; I said to her one evening:

〃 'Miss Harriet; why is it that you do not act toward me as
formerly? What have I done to displease you? You are causing me
much pain!'

〃She responded; in an angry tone; in a manner altogether sui
generis:

〃 'I am always with you the same as formerly。 It is not true; not
true;' and she ran upstairs and shut herself up in her room。

〃At times she would look upon me with strange eyes。 Since that
time I have often said to myself that those condemned to death
must look thus when informed

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