She admitted the possibility. "But I have such an absurd ambition to
make him take _some_ notice of me. _Isn't_ it absurd? I feel it would be
good for him to be made to break all his neat little rules.... Anyhow,
don't forget that you're both coming to dinner on the twelfth. And also,
by the way...." And then came her request that I should join in the
general informality by calling her Helen. "Or Helène," she added, "if
you like to be really correct."
III
There is no entry in my diary for the 12th. I remember why. I had got
back to my rooms very late, and was too sleepy to write anything. And
the next morning when I looked at the blank space I thought I would
leave it blank, to express and symbolize the puzzled blankness of my own
mind.
It was a small party--just the Severns, Terry, and myself. The rather
sensational Roebourne case had been concluded only that afternoon, and
all the evening papers were full of praise for Severn, whose brilliant
handling of exceptionally difficult material had brought victory to his
side. It had been a fatiguing battle between two great financial
interests, and Severn had not only consolidated his already high
reputation as a pleader, but had earned also an almost fabulous sum in
fees. Naturally his feelings were buoyant, and their buoyancy made him
talk in a way which, even for him, was amazing. Before then I had
sometimes harboured a suspicion that his knowledge of many things was
superficial, but that night the suspicion almost disappeared. He really
did seem to have been everywhere, to have read everything, and to have
met everybody. One moment he was talking about the queer sorts of
_hors-d'œuvres_ that he had sampled in various parts of the world; and
the next he was discussing medical science with Terry in a way which
would have tempted any outsider to assume that he was the master and
Terry the rather dull pupil. With the accompaniment of excellent food
and wine, the whole exhibition was a sheer delight to the onlooker like
myself, and Severn's coal-black eyes gleamed all the while as if he too
were thoroughly enjoying it. I believe he was slightly drunk, but that
only made his talk better still.
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