CHAPTER XLV

關燈
ValancyandBarneyturnedunderthemainlandpinesinthecoolduskoftheSeptembernightforafarewelllookattheBlueCastle.Mistawiswasdrownedinsunsetlilaclight,incrediblydelicateandelusive.NipandTuckwerecawinglazilyintheoldpines.GoodLuckandBanjoweremewedandmewinginseparatebasketsinBarney’snew,dark-greencarenroutetoCousinGeorgiana’s.CousinGeorgianawasgoingtotakecareofthemuntilBarneyandValancycameback.AuntWellingtonandCousinSarahandAuntAlbertahadalsoentreatedtheprivilegeoflookingafterthem,buttoCousinGeorgianawasitgiven.Valancywasintears.

    “Don’tcry,Moonlight.We’llbebacknextsummer.Andnowwe’reoffforarealhoneymoon.”

    Valancysmiledthroughhertears.Shewassohappythatherhappinessterrifiedher.But,despitethedelightsbeforeher—‘theglorythatwasGreeceandthegrandeurthatwasRome’—lureoftheagelessNile—glamouroftheRiviera—mosqueandpalaceandminaret—sheknewperfectlywellthatnospotorplaceorhomeintheworldcouldeverpossessthesorceryofherBlueCastle.

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