IN WHICH A NUMBER OF PEOPLE FIND THEMSELVES IN A VERY EMBARRASSING
SITUATION.
Brooke and Dolores stood facing one another in silence. The embarrassment
was most painful. Each felt it too much to be able to notice it in the
other, and each instinctively avoided the glance of the other's eyes,
casting only looks of a furtive kind at the other's face, and then hastily
looking elsewhere. In fact, the situation was truly horrible.
But Brooke felt it incumbent on him to say something; he also felt anxious
to vindicate his honor--if such a thing were, indeed, in any way possible.
But ardent words, excited, eager welcomes, and all those other
circumstances that usually attend upon the meeting of long-divided lovers,
were, in this case, clearly impossible. Brooke felt Talbot's
presence--Talbot, who was worth to him ten thousand like Dolores; so he
could only take refuge in the most commonplace conventionalities. It is
true, Talbot could not understand Spanish; but Talbot could understand
those tones of voice which form the universal and natural language of man;
and if Brooke had felt ever so full of eager delight, he would have
hesitated to manifest it under such very delicate circumstances.
At length Brooke cleared his throat.
"This," said he, in a solemn tone--"this is indeed an unexpected
pleasure."
Dolores sighed.
"It is indeed, senor," she replied, "an unexpected, a most unexpected
one."
"It is indeed," said Brooke, in quite a helpless way.
Saying this he held out his hand. Dolores held out hers. They shook hands.
Then they cast hasty looks at one another.
"I hope you have been quite well," said Brooke.
"Oh, quite," said Dolores; "and you, senor?"
"Oh, very well," said Brooke, "very well indeed."
And now another pause succeeded. Both of them were horribly embarrassed.
Each had the same feeling, but neither one knew the feeling of the other.
Each knew that a change had occurred, but neither knew that the same
change had been experienced by the other. Brooke knew himself false, but
thought Dolores true; while Dolores had a similar feeling. Besides, this
new love which each had conceived and cherished made the old one seem a
mistake--made them regard each other with aversion, and this meeting as a
calamity; yet each felt bound to conceal these feelings, and exhibit
toward the other an impossible cordiality. All this caused a wretched
embarrassment and restraint, which each felt and for which each took the
blame, thinking the other altogether true and innocent.
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