"About us were some of those Englishwomen, who, living in a country of
extreme cold and heat, have complexions only comparable to snow aglow
with the light of the setting sun. She was not the most beautiful woman
present, far from it, and it can scarcely be said that she was beautiful
at all. I know another woman who could much better bear comparison--with
the contrast of her black eyes and childlike hair. But one discovers her
charm gradually. She is like those waters, whose clearness is at first
doubted, because one cannot see to the depths. Her face, for instance,
which is less youthful than her body, has a very mobile expression. In
repose it shows the thirty years which she must have reached. Then the
drooping corners of the lips, the bluish circle which accentuates the
sad look in her eyes, the little wrinkles at the meeting of the eyebrows
tell of years of struggle, of cares, of years of which I know nothing,
but yet can imagine. When she is animated--she was talking to me of my
'Life of Beethoven'--those indications of despair smooth out and are
forgotten. The amber complexion colors lightly, and in her eyes I too
see golden points, little lights which are not the reflection of the
lamp light--but come from a fire within. Finally, her voice, with its
deep tone, to which a slight English accent has given a more singing
inflection and which lingers delicately on the French words, as if, not
having used them for some time, she hesitates to say them, that unusual
voice accompanies the words like soft music, and leaves a greater
impression on the memory.
"Official receptions give opportunity to be alone in the noise of the
crowd, as in the silence of a wood.
"There comes a time when all the places in our hearts seem to be
completely filled. One cannot welcome a new face, even that of a woman,
without a little wonder, and the discomfort of useless confusion. But
when we find again after some years, someone whose real worth we had
never suspected, and who was merely congenial, the discovery of that
person, added to the attraction of newness, has the advantage of
recalling our youthful past, sharing a common interest.
"It seems to me that I discover Mlle. de Sézery in this way.
"When she was ready to go I offered--at all hazards--to escort her home.
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