Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. It was Celeste’s idea. Find your man, that’s the rule. She felt that she had passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again, just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with her. Why? Because he knew that when these two young people left, the island would become intolerable. ‘Merci, dieu. Except that this music we have been swimming in is divine. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. Not alone with her, that’s sure. My family’s Palazzo is not as grand as the Palazzo Vecchio, but it is a wonderful place that you will adore, I promise. I'd have got something nice.
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