Have you ever seen the Vivians again? They are always in Europe; they
have gone to live in Paris. That evening when you came up and spoke to
Gordon, I never thought that three years afterward I should be married
to him, and I don't suppose you did either. Is that what you meant by
looking at me? Perhaps you can tell the future. I wish you would tell my
future!"
"Oh, I can tell that easily," said Bernard.
"What will happen to me?"
"Nothing particular; it will be a little dull--the perfect happiness of
a charming woman married to the best fellow in the world."
"Ah, what a horrid future!" cried Blanche, with a little petulant cry.
"I want to be happy, but I certainly don't want to be dull. If you say
that again you will make me repent of having married the best fellow in
the world. I mean to be happy, but I certainly shall not be dull if I
can help it."
"I was wrong to say that," said Bernard, "because, after all, my dear
young lady, there must be an excitement in having so kind a husband
as you have got. Gordon's devotion is quite capable of taking a new
form--of inventing a new kindness--every day in the year."
Blanche looked at him an instant, with less than her usual consciousness
of her momentary pose.
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