'Julian, I cherish such endless dreams! I loathe my life of petty
adventures; I undertake them only in order to forget the ideal which
until now has been denied me. I have crushed down the vision of life
with you, but always it has remained at the back of my mind, so wide,
so open, a life so free and so full of music and beauty, Julian! I
would work--for you. I would create--for you. I don't want to marry
you, Julian. I value my freedom above all things. Bondage is not for
you or me. But I'll come with you anywhere--to Aphros if you like.'
'To Aphros?' he repeated.
'Why not?'
She put in, with extraordinary skill,--
'I belong to the Islands no less than you.'
Privately she thought,--
'If you knew how little I cared about the Islands!'
He stared at her, turning her words over in his mind. He was as
reckless as she, but conscientiously he suggested,--
'There may be danger.'
'I am not really a coward, only in the unimportant things. And you
said yourself that they could never invade the island,' she added with
complete confidence in his statement.
He dreamt aloud,--
'I have only just found her. This is Herakleion! She might, who knows?
be of use to Aphros.'
She wondered which consideration weighed most heavily with him.
'You were like my sister,' he said suddenly.
She gave a rueful smile, but said nothing.
'No, no!' he cried, springing up. 'This can never be; have you
bewitched me? Let me go, Eve; you have been playing a game with me.'
She shook her head very slowly and tears gathered in her eyes.
'Then the game is my whole life, Julian; put me to any test you choose
to prove my sincerity.'
She convinced him against his will, and he resented it.
'You have deceived me too often.'
'I have been obliged to deceive you, because I could not tell you the
truth.'
'Very plausible,' he muttered.
She waited, very well acquainted with the vehemence of his moods and
reactions. She was rewarded; he said next, with laughter lurking in his
eyes,--
'Ever since I can remember, I have quarrelled with you several times a
day.'
'But this evening we have no time to waste in quarrelling,' she
replied, relieved, and stretching out her hands to him again. As he
took them, she added in a low voice, 'You attract me fatally, my
refractory Julian.'
'We will go to Aphros,' he said, 'as friends and colleagues.'
'On any terms you choose to dictate,' she replied with ironical gravity.
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