The Hidden Force: A Story of Modern JavaCouperus, Louis
History
The Hidden Force: A Story of Modern Java
Couperus, Louis
Java (Indonesia) -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
face and limbs, to make Oorip prepare even more of the white moist
rice-powder, the wonderful cream, the magic salve of which Oorip knew
the secret and which kept her flesh firm and unwrinkled and white as
a mangosteen. She thought it exciting to see the Regent of Ngadjiwa
burning away like a candle, foolishly, brutalized by women, wine, opium
and cards; perhaps most of all by cards; by that bewildered glaring
at them; by high play, and the calculation of chances which defied
calculation, superstitiously reckoning by sacred omens the day and the
hour when he should play in order to win, the number of the players,
the amount of his stake.... Now and then she took a furtive glance at
the faces of the players in the inner gallery, darkened by twilight
and the lust of gain, and reflected on what Van Oudijck would say,
how angry he would be if she told him about it.... What did it matter
to him if the regent's family ruined themselves? What did his policy
matter to her, what did the whole Dutch policy matter, which aims
at securing the position of the Javanese nobility, through whom it
governs the population? What did it matter to her that Van Oudijck,
thinking of the noble old pangéran, was grieved by his children's
visible decline? None of it mattered to her; what mattered was only
herself and Addie and Theo. She must really tell her step-son, her
fair-haired lover, that afternoon, not to be so jealous. It was
becoming obvious; she was sure that Doddie noticed it.... Didn't
she save the poor child yesterday? But how long would that yearning
last? Hadn't she better warn Van Oudijck, like a kind, solicitous
mother?... Her thoughts wandered languidly; it was a sultry morning,
in those last, scorching days of the eastern monsoon, which cover the
limbs with trickling moisture. A shiver ran through her body; and,
leaving Doddie with Addie, she carried Theo off and reproached him
for looking so savage with impotent jealousy. She pretended to be a
little angry and asked him what he wanted.
They had gone to the side of the house, to the long side-verandah;
there were monkeys here in a cage, with skins strewn all around from
the bananas which the animals had eaten, fed to them by the children.
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