During the evening Julia could not bring herself to meet Laurence's
regard, nor did she again look directly at Mr. Hurst. Charles, after
some initial moments of readjustment when he found it difficult to join
in the general talk, recovered himself with peculiar ease. Indeed his
later manner showed such pronounced elation that Julia wondered if it
were not eliciting some unspoken comment. When he turned toward her she
was aware of the furtive daring of his expression, though she refused to
make any acknowledgment of it. He laughed a great deal, made boisterous
jokes uttered in the falsetto voice he affected when he was inclined to
comicality, and, when his jests were turned upon himself, chuckled
immoderately in appreciation of his own discomfiture. The Hindoo, whose
bearing displayed extraordinary breeding, had opaque eyes full of
distrust. His good nature under Charles's jibes was assumed with obvious
effort and did not conceal his polite contempt. During dinner and
afterward Charles plied every one, and particularly the men, with drink.
Mrs. Hurst had always been divided between the attractions of the
elegance which demanded a fine taste in wines and liqueurs, and her
moral aversion to alcohol. She never served wines when she and Charles
were alone, and to-night she was provoked by his ill-bred insistence
that the glasses of her guests be refilled.
When the meal was over and the men had returned to the drawing room,
Charles seemed to be in a state of fidgets. His face and even his
helpless-looking hands were flushed. He walked about continually, and
was perpetually smoothing his carefully combed hair over the baldish
spot on the top of his head. Mrs. Wilson, who was florid and coarsely
good-looking, with her iron-gray hair, admired his distinguished figure
in its well-cut clothes. His flattering manner when he talked to her
made her feel self-satisfied. Julia, though she had honestly protested
to Charles that she did not smoke, indulged in a cigarette. Mrs. Wilson
also lit one and expelled the smoke from her pursed mouth in jerky
unaccustomed puffs. Mrs. Hurst's dislike of tobacco was equal to her
repugnance to alcohol. She refused to smoke but was careful to show that
her distaste for cigarettes was a personal idiosyncrasy. She made little
amused grimaces at the smokers and treated them as if they were
irresponsible children. Mrs. Wilson, in talking to Mr. Vakanda,
contrived many casual and contemptuous references to her recent
experiences in Europe. She was divided between her genuine boredom with
European culture and her pride in her acquaintance with it.
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