Thesmallbrightlawnstretchedawaysmoothlytothebigbrightsea. Theturfwashemmedwithanedgeofscarletgeraniumandcoleus,andcast–ironvasespaintedinchocolatecolour,standingatintervalsalongthewindingpaththatledtothesea,loopedtheirgarlandsofpetuniaandivygeraniumabovetheneatlyrakedgravel. Halfwaybetweentheedgeofthecliffandthesquarewoodenhouse(whichwasalsochocolate–coloured,butwiththetinroofoftheverandahstripedinyellowandbrowntorepresentanawning)twolargetargetshadbeenplacedagainstabackgroundofshrubbery. Ontheothersideofthelawn,facingthetargets,waspitchedarealtent,withbenchesandgarden–seatsaboutit. Anumberofladiesinsummerdressesandgentlemeningreyfrock–coatsandtallhatsstoodonthelawnorsatuponthebenches;andeverynowandthenaslendergirlinstarchedmuslinwouldstepfromthetent,bowinhand,andspeedhershaftatoneofthetargets,whilethespectatorsinterruptedtheirtalktowatchtheresult. NewlandArcher,standingontheverandahofthehouse,lookedcuriouslydownuponthisscene. Oneachsideoftheshinypaintedstepswasalargebluechinaflower–potonabrightyellowchinastand. Aspikygreenplantfilledeachpot,andbelowtheverandahranawideborderofbluehydrangeasedgedwithmoreredgeraniums. Behindhim,theFrenchwindowsofthedrawing–roomsthroughwhichhehadpassedgaveglimpses,betweenswayinglacecurtains,ofglassyparquetfloorsislandedwithchintzpoufs,dwarfarmchairs,andvelvettablescoveredwithtriflesinsilver. TheNewportArcheryClubalwayshelditsAugustmeetingattheBeauforts'. Thesport,whichhadhithertoknownnorivalbutcroquet,wasbeginningtobediscardedinfavouroflawn–tennis;butthelattergamewasstillconsideredtooroughandinelegantforsocialoccasions,andasanopportunitytoshowoffprettydressesandgracefulattitudesthebowandarrowheldtheirown. Archerlookeddownwithwonderatthefamiliarspectacle. Itsurprisedhimthatlifeshouldbegoingonintheoldwaywhenhisownreactionstoithadsocompletelychanged. ItwasNewportthathadfirstbroughthometohimtheextentofthechange. InNewYork,duringthepreviouswinter,afterheandMayhadsettleddowninthenewgreenish–yellowhousewiththebow–windowandthePompeianvestibule,hehaddroppedbackwithreliefintotheoldroutineoftheoffice,andtherenewalofthisdailyactivityhadservedasalinkwithhisformerself. ThentherehadbeenthepleasurableexcitementofchoosingashowygreystepperforMay'sbrougham(theWellandshadgiventhecarriage),andtheabidingoccupationandinterestofarranginghisnewlibrary,which,inspiteoffamilydoubtsanddisapprovals,hadbeencarriedoutashehaddreamed,withadarkembossedpaper,Eastlakebook–casesand"sincere"arm–chairsandtables. AttheCenturyhehadfoundWinsettagain,andattheKnickerbockerthefashionableyoungmenofhisownset;andwhatwiththehoursdedicatedtothelawandthosegiventodiningoutorentertainingfriendsathome,withanoccasionaleveningattheOperaortheplay,thelifehewaslivinghadstillseemedafairlyrealandinevitablesortofbusiness. ButNewportrepresentedtheescapefromdutyintoanatmosphereofunmitigatedholiday–making. ArcherhadtriedtopersuadeMaytospendthesummeronaremoteislandoffthecoastofMaine(called,appropriatelyenough,MountDesert),whereafewhardyBostoniansandPhiladelphianswerecampingin"native"cottages,andwhencecamereportsofenchantingsceneryandawild,almosttrapper–likeexistenceamidwoodsandwaters. ButtheWellandsalwayswenttoNewport,wheretheyownedoneofthesquareboxesonthecliffs,andtheirson–in–lawcouldadducenogoodreasonwhyheandMayshouldnotjointhemthere. AsMrs.Wellandrathertartlypointedout,itwashardlyworthwhileforMaytohavewornherselfouttryingonsummerclothesinParisifshewasnottobeallowedtowearthem;andthisargumentwasofakindtowhichArcherhadasyetfoundnoanswer. Mayherselfcouldnotunderstandhisobscurereluctancetofallinwithsoreasonableandpleasantawayofspendingthesummer. SheremindedhimthathehadalwayslikedNewportinhisbachelordays,andasthiswasindisputablehecouldonlyprofessthathewassurehewasgoingtolikeitbetterthanevernowthattheyweretobetheretogether. ButashestoodontheBeaufortverandahandlookedoutonthebrightlypeopledlawnitcamehometohimwithashiverthathewasnotgoingtolikeitatall. ItwasnotMay'sfault,poordear.If,nowandthen,duringtheirtravels,theyhadfallenslightlyoutofstep,harmonyhadbeenrestoredbytheirreturntotheconditionsshewasusedto. Hehadalwaysforeseenthatshewouldnotdisappointhim;andhehadbeenright. Hehadmarried(asmostyoungmendid)becausehehadmetaperfectlycharminggirlatthemomentwhenaseriesofratheraimlesssentimentaladventureswereendinginprematuredisgust;andshehadrepresentedpeace,stability,comradeship,andthesteadyingsenseofanunescapableduty. Hecouldnotsaythathehadbeenmistakeninhischoice,forshehadfulfilledallthathehadexpected. ItwasundoubtedlygratifyingtobethehusbandofoneofthehandsomestandmostpopularyoungmarriedwomeninNewYork,especiallywhenshewasalsooneofthesweetest–temperedandmostreasonableofwives;andArcherhadneverbeeninsensibletosuchadvantages. Asforthemomentarymadnesswhichhadfallenuponhimontheeveofhismarriage,hehadtrainedhimselftoregarditasthelastofhisdiscardedexperiments. Theideathathecouldever,inhissenses,havedreamedofmarryingtheCountessOlenskahadbecomealmostunthinkable,andsheremainedinhismemorysimplyasthemostplaintiveandpoignantofalineofghosts. Butalltheseabstractionsandeliminationsmadeofhismindaratheremptyandechoingplace,andhesupposedthatwasoneofthereasonswhythebusyanimatedpeopleontheBeaufortlawnshockedhimasiftheyhadbeenchildrenplayinginagrave–yard. Heheardamurmurofskirtsbesidehim,andtheMarchionessMansonflutteredoutofthedrawing–roomwindow. Asusual,shewasextraordinarilyfestoonedandbedizened,withalimpLeghornhatanchoredtoherheadbymanywindingsoffadedgauze,andalittleblackvelvetparasolonacarvedivoryhandleabsurdlybalancedoverhermuchlargerhatbrim. "MydearNewland,IhadnoideathatyouandMayhadarrived! Youyourselfcameonlyyesterday,yousay? Ah,business—business—professionalduties...Iunderstand. Manyhusbands,Iknow,finditimpossibletojointheirwiveshereexceptfortheweek–end." Shecockedherheadononesideandlanguishedathimthroughscrewed–upeyes. "Butmarriageisonelongsacrifice,asIusedoftentoremindmyEllen—" Archer'sheartstoppedwiththequeerjerkwhichithadgivenoncebefore,andwhichseemedsuddenlytoslamadoorbetweenhimselfandtheouterworld;butthisbreakofcontinuitymusthavebeenofthebriefest,forhepresentlyheardMedoraansweringaquestionhehadapparentlyfoundvoicetoput. "No,Iamnotstayinghere,butwiththeBlenkers,intheirdelicioussolitudeatPortsmouth. Beaufortwaskindenoughtosendhisfamoustrottersformethismorning,sothatImighthaveatleastaglimpseofoneofRegina'sgarden–parties;butthiseveningIgobacktorurallife. TheBlenkers,dearoriginalbeings,havehiredaprimitiveoldfarm–houseatPortsmouthwheretheygatheraboutthemrepresentativepeople..."Shedroopedslightlybeneathherprotectingbrim,andaddedwithafaintblush:"ThisweekDr.AgathonCarverisholdingaseriesofInnerThoughtmeetingsthere. Acontrastindeedtothisgaysceneofworldlypleasure—butthenIhavealwayslivedoncontrasts!Tometheonlydeathismonotony. IalwayssaytoEllen:Bewareofmonotony;it'sthemotherofallthedeadlysins. Butmypoorchildisgoingthroughaphaseofexaltation,ofabhorrenceoftheworld. Youknow,Isuppose,thatshehasdeclinedallinvitationstostayatNewport,evenwithhergrandmotherMingott? IcouldhardlypersuadehertocomewithmetotheBlenkers',ifyouwillbelieveit! Thelifesheleadsismorbid,unnatural. Ah,ifshehadonlylistenedtomewhenitwasstillpossible...Whenthedoorwasstillopen...Butshallwegodownandwatchthisabsorbingmatch? IhearyourMayisoneofthecompetitors." StrollingtowardthemfromthetentBeaufortadvancedoverthelawn,tall,heavy,tootightlybuttonedintoaLondonfrock–coat,withoneofhisownorchidsinitsbuttonhole. Archer,whohadnotseenhimfortwoorthreemonths,wasstruckbythechangeinhisappearance. Inthehotsummerlighthisfloridnessseemedheavyandbloated,andbutforhiserectsquare–shoulderedwalkhewouldhavelookedlikeanover–fedandover–dressedoldman. TherewereallsortsofrumoursafloataboutBeaufort. InthespringhehadgoneoffonalongcruisetotheWestIndiesinhisnewsteam–yacht,anditwasreportedthat,atvariouspointswherehehadtouched,aladyresemblingMissFannyRinghadbeenseeninhiscompany. Thesteam–yacht,builtintheClyde,andfittedwithtiledbath–roomsandotherunheard–ofluxuries,wassaidtohavecosthimhalfamillion;andthepearlnecklacewhichhehadpresentedtohiswifeonhisreturnwasasmagnificentassuchexpiatoryofferingsareapttobe. Beaufort'sfortunewassubstantialenoughtostandthestrain;andyetthedisquietingrumourspersisted,notonlyinFifthAvenuebutinWallStreet. Somepeoplesaidhehadspeculatedunfortunatelyinrailways,othersthathewasbeingbledbyoneofthemostinsatiablemembersofherprofession;andtoeveryreportofthreatenedinsolvencyBeaufortrepliedbyafreshextravagance:thebuildingofanewrowoforchid–houses,thepurchaseofanewstringofrace–horses,ortheadditionofanewMeissonnierorCabaneltohispicture–gallery. HeadvancedtowardtheMarchionessandNewlandwithhisusualhalf–sneeringsmile."Hullo,Medora!Didthetrottersdotheirbusiness?Fortyminutes,eh? ...Well,that'snotsobad,consideringyournerveshadtobespared." HeshookhandswithArcher,andthen,turningbackwiththem,placedhimselfonMrs.Manson'sotherside,andsaid,inalowvoice,afewwordswhichtheircompaniondidnotcatch. TheMarchionessrepliedbyoneofherqueerforeignjerks,anda"Quevoulez–vous?" whichdeepenedBeaufort'sfrown;butheproducedagoodsemblanceofacongratulatorysmileasheglancedatArchertosay:"YouknowMay'sgoingtocarryoffthefirstprize." "Ah,thenitremainsinthefamily,"Medorarippled;andatthatmomenttheyreachedthetentandMrs.Beaufortmettheminagirlishcloudofmauvemuslinandfloatingveils. MayWellandwasjustcomingoutofthetent. Inherwhitedress,withapalegreenribbonaboutthewaistandawreathofivyonherhat,shehadthesameDiana–likealoofnessaswhenshehadenteredtheBeaufortball–roomonthenightofherengagement. Intheintervalnotathoughtseemedtohavepassedbehindhereyesorafeelingthroughherheart;andthoughherhusbandknewthatshehadthecapacityforbothhemarvelledafreshatthewayinwhichexperiencedroppedawayfromher. Shehadherbowandarrowinherhand,andplacingherselfonthechalk–marktracedontheturfsheliftedthebowtohershoulderandtookaim. Theattitudewassofullofaclassicgracethatamurmurofappreciationfollowedherappearance,andArcherfelttheglowofproprietorshipthatsooftencheatedhimintomomentarywell–being. Herrivals—Mrs.ReggieChivers,theMerrygirls,anddiversrosyThorleys,DagonetsandMingotts,stoodbehindherinalovelyanxiousgroup,brownheadsandgoldenbentabovethescores,andpalemuslinsandflower–wreathedhatsmingledinatenderrainbow. Allwereyoungandpretty,andbathedinsummerbloom;butnotonehadthenymph–likeeaseofhiswife,when,withtensemusclesandhappyfrown,shebenthersouluponsomefeatofstrength. "Gad,"ArcherheardLawrenceLeffertssay,"notoneofthelotholdsthebowasshedoes";andBeaufortretorted:"Yes;butthat'stheonlykindoftargetshe'lleverhit." Archerfeltirrationallyangry.Hishost'scontemptuoustributetoMay's"niceness"wasjustwhatahusbandshouldhavewishedtohearsaidofhiswife. Thefactthatacoarsemindedmanfoundherlackinginattractionwassimplyanotherproofofherquality;yetthewordssentafaintshiverthroughhisheart. Whatif"niceness"carriedtothatsupremedegreewereonlyanegation,thecurtaindroppedbeforeanemptiness? AshelookedatMay,returningflushedandcalmfromherfinalbull's–eye,hehadthefeelingthathehadneveryetliftedthatcurtain. Shetookthecongratulationsofherrivalsandoftherestofthecompanywiththesimplicitythatwashercrowninggrace. Noonecouldeverbejealousofhertriumphsbecauseshemanagedtogivethefeelingthatshewouldhavebeenjustassereneifshehadmissedthem. Butwhenhereyesmetherhusband'sherfaceglowedwiththepleasureshesawinhis. Mrs.Welland'sbasket–workpony–carriagewaswaitingforthem,andtheydroveoffamongthedispersingcarriages,MayhandlingthereinsandArchersittingatherside. Theafternoonsunlightstilllingereduponthebrightlawnsandshrubberies,andupanddownBellevueAvenuerolledadoublelineofvictorias,dog–carts,landausand"vis–a–vis,"carryingwell–dressedladiesandgentlemenawayfromtheBeaufortgarden–party,orhomewardfromtheirdailyafternoonturnalongtheOceanDrive. "ShallwegotoseeGranny?"Maysuddenlyproposed."IshouldliketotellhermyselfthatI'vewontheprize.There'slotsoftimebeforedinner." Archeracquiesced,andsheturnedtheponiesdownNarragansettAvenue,crossedSpringStreetanddroveouttowardtherockymoorlandbeyond. InthisunfashionableregionCatherinetheGreat,alwaysindifferenttoprecedentandthriftyofpurse,hadbuiltherselfinheryouthamany–peakedandcross–beamedcottage–orneonabitofcheaplandoverlookingthebay. Here,inathicketofstuntedoaks,herverandahsspreadthemselvesabovetheisland–dottedwaters. Awindingdriveledupbetweenironstagsandblueglassballsembeddedinmoundsofgeraniumstoafrontdoorofhighly–varnishedwalnutunderastripedverandah–roof;andbehinditrananarrowhallwithablackandyellowstar–patternedparquetfloor,uponwhichopenedfoursmallsquareroomswithheavyflock–papersunderceilingsonwhichanItalianhouse–painterhadlavishedallthedivinitiesofOlympus. OneoftheseroomshadbeenturnedintoabedroombyMrs.Mingottwhentheburdenoffleshdescendedonher,andintheadjoiningoneshespentherdays,enthronedinalargearmchairbetweentheopendoorandwindow,andperpetuallywavingapalm–leaffanwhichtheprodigiousprojectionofherbosomkeptsofarfromtherestofherpersonthattheairitsetinmotionstirredonlythefringeoftheanti–macassarsonthechair–arms. SinceshehadbeenthemeansofhasteninghismarriageoldCatherinehadshowntoArcherthecordialitywhichaservicerenderedexcitestowardthepersonserved. Shewaspersuadedthatirrepressiblepassionwasthecauseofhisimpatience;andbeinganardentadmirerofimpulsiveness(whenitdidnotleadtothespendingofmoney)shealwaysreceivedhimwithagenialtwinkleofcomplicityandaplayofallusiontowhichMayseemedfortunatelyimpervious. Sheexaminedandappraisedwithmuchinterestthediamond–tippedarrowwhichhadbeenpinnedonMay'sbosomattheconclusionofthematch,remarkingthatinherdayafiligreebroochwouldhavebeenthoughtenough,butthattherewasnodenyingthatBeaufortdidthingshandsomely. "Quiteanheirloom,infact,mydear,"theoldladychuckled. "Youmustleaveitinfeetoyoureldestgirl." ShepinchedMay'swhitearmandwatchedthecolourfloodherface. "Well,well,whathaveIsaidtomakeyoushakeouttheredflag? Ain'ttheregoingtobeanydaughters—onlyboys,eh? Goodgracious,lookatherblushingagainalloverherblushes!What—can'tIsaythateither? Mercyme—whenmychildrenbegmetohaveallthosegodsandgoddessespaintedoutoverheadIalwayssayI'mtoothankfultohavesomebodyaboutmethatNOTHINGcanshock!" Archerburstintoalaugh,andMayechoedit,crimsontotheeyes. "Well,nowtellmeallabouttheparty,please,mydears,forIshallnevergetastraightwordaboutitoutofthatsillyMedora,"theancestresscontinued;and,asMayexclaimed:"CousinMedora? ButIthoughtshewasgoingbacktoPortsmouth?" sheansweredplacidly:"Sosheis—butshe'sgottocomeherefirsttopickupEllen. Ah—youdidn'tknowEllenhadcometospendthedaywithme? Suchfol–de–rol,hernotcomingforthesummer;butIgaveuparguingwithyoungpeopleaboutfiftyyearsago.Ellen—ELLEN!" shecriedinhershrilloldvoice,tryingtobendforwardfarenoughtocatchaglimpseofthelawnbeyondtheverandah. Therewasnoanswer,andMrs.Mingottrappedimpatientlywithherstickontheshinyfloor. Amulattomaid–servantinabrightturban,replyingtothesummons,informedhermistressthatshehadseen"MissEllen"goingdownthepathtotheshore;andMrs.MingottturnedtoArcher. "Rundownandfetchher,likeagoodgrandson;thisprettyladywilldescribethepartytome,"shesaid;andArcherstoodupasifinadream. HehadheardtheCountessOlenska'snamepronouncedoftenenoughduringtheyearandahalfsincetheyhadlastmet,andwasevenfamiliarwiththemainincidentsofherlifeintheinterval. HeknewthatshehadspenttheprevioussummeratNewport,wheresheappearedtohavegoneagreatdealintosociety,butthatintheautumnshehadsuddenlysub–letthe"perfecthouse"whichBeauforthadbeenatsuchpainstofindforher,anddecidedtoestablishherselfinWashington. There,duringthewinter,hehadheardofher(asonealwaysheardofprettywomeninWashington)asshininginthe"brilliantdiplomaticsociety"thatwassupposedtomakeupforthesocialshort–comingsoftheAdministration. Hehadlistenedtotheseaccounts,andtovariouscontradictoryreportsonherappearance,herconversation,herpointofviewandherchoiceoffriends,withthedetachmentwithwhichonelistenstoreminiscencesofsomeonelongsincedead;nottillMedorasuddenlyspokehernameatthearcherymatchhadEllenOlenskabecomealivingpresencetohimagain. TheMarchioness'sfoolishlisphadcalledupavisionofthelittlefire–litdrawing–roomandthesoundofthecarriage–wheelsreturningdownthedesertedstreet. Hethoughtofastoryhehadread,ofsomepeasantchildreninTuscanylightingabunchofstrawinawaysidecavern,andrevealingoldsilentimagesintheirpaintedtomb... Thewaytotheshoredescendedfromthebankonwhichthehousewasperchedtoawalkabovethewaterplantedwithweepingwillows. ThroughtheirveilArchercaughttheglintoftheLimeRock,withitswhite–washedturretandthetinyhouseinwhichtheheroiclight–housekeeper,IdaLewis,waslivingherlastvenerableyears. BeyonditlaytheflatreachesanduglygovernmentchimneysofGoatIsland,thebayspreadingnorthwardinashimmerofgoldtoPrudenceIslandwithitslowgrowthofoaks,andtheshoresofConanicutfaintinthesunsethaze. Fromthewillowwalkprojectedaslightwoodenpierendinginasortofpagoda–likesummer–house;andinthepagodaaladystood,leaningagainsttherail,herbacktotheshore. Archerstoppedatthesightasifhehadwakedfromsleep. Thatvisionofthepastwasadream,andtherealitywaswhatawaitedhiminthehouseonthebankoverhead:wasMrs.Welland'spony–carriagecirclingaroundandaroundtheovalatthedoor,wasMaysittingundertheshamelessOlympiansandglowingwithsecrethopes,wastheWellandvillaatthefarendofBellevueAvenue,andMr.Welland,alreadydressedfordinner,andpacingthedrawing–roomfloor,watchinhand,withdyspepticimpatience—foritwasoneofthehousesinwhichonealwaysknewexactlywhatishappeningatagivenhour. "WhatamI?Ason–in–law—"Archerthought. Thefigureattheendofthepierhadnotmoved. Foralongmomenttheyoungmanstoodhalfwaydownthebank,gazingatthebayfurrowedwiththecomingandgoingofsailboats,yacht–launches,fishing–craftandthetrailingblackcoal–bargeshauledbynoisytugs. Theladyinthesummer–houseseemedtobeheldbythesamesight. BeyondthegreybastionsofFortAdamsalong–drawnsunsetwassplinteringupintoathousandfires,andtheradiancecaughtthesailofacatboatasitbeatoutthroughthechannelbetweentheLimeRockandtheshore. Archer,ashewatched,rememberedthesceneintheShaughraun,andMontagueliftingAdaDyas'sribbontohislipswithoutherknowingthathewasintheroom. "Shedoesn'tknow—shehasn'tguessed.Shouldn'tIknowifshecameupbehindme,Iwonder?" hemused;andsuddenlyhesaidtohimself:"Ifshedoesn'tturnbeforethatsailcrossestheLimeRocklightI'llgoback." Theboatwasglidingoutontherecedingtide. ItslidbeforetheLimeRock,blottedoutIdaLewis'slittlehouse,andpassedacrosstheturretinwhichthelightwashung. Archerwaitedtillawidespaceofwatersparkledbetweenthelastreefoftheislandandthesternoftheboat;butstillthefigureinthesummer–housedidnotmove. Heturnedandwalkedupthehill. "I'msorryyoudidn'tfindEllen—Ishouldhavelikedtoseeheragain,"Maysaidastheydrovehomethroughthedusk."Butperhapsshewouldn'thavecared—sheseemssochanged." "Changed?"echoedherhusbandinacolourlessvoice,hiseyesfixedontheponies'twitchingears. "Soindifferenttoherfriends,Imean;givingupNewYorkandherhouse,andspendinghertimewithsuchqueerpeople. FancyhowhideouslyuncomfortableshemustbeattheBlenkers'! ShesaysshedoesittokeepcousinMedoraoutofmischief:topreventhermarryingdreadfulpeople. ButIsometimesthinkwe'vealwaysboredher." Archermadenoanswer,andshecontinued,withatingeofhardnessthathehadneverbeforenoticedinherfrankfreshvoice:"Afterall,Iwonderifshewouldn'tbehappierwithherhusband." Heburstintoalaugh."Sanctasimplicitas!"heexclaimed;andassheturnedapuzzledfrownonhimheadded:"Idon'tthinkIeverheardyousayacruelthingbefore." "Well—watchingthecontortionsofthedamnedissupposedtobeafavouritesportoftheangels;butIbelieveeventheydon'tthinkpeoplehappierinhell." "It'sapitysheevermarriedabroadthen,"saidMay,intheplacidtonewithwhichhermothermetMr.Welland'svagaries;andArcherfelthimselfgentlyrelegatedtothecategoryofunreasonablehusbands. TheydrovedownBellevueAvenueandturnedinbetweenthechamferedwoodengate–postssurmountedbycast–ironlampswhichmarkedtheapproachtotheWellandvilla. Lightswerealreadyshiningthroughitswindows,andArcher,asthecarriagestopped,caughtaglimpseofhisfather–in–law,exactlyashehadpicturedhim,pacingthedrawing–room,watchinhandandwearingthepainedexpressionthathehadlongsincefoundtobemuchmoreefficaciousthananger. Theyoungman,ashefollowedhiswifeintothehall,wasconsciousofacuriousreversalofmood. TherewassomethingabouttheluxuryoftheWellandhouseandthedensityoftheWellandatmosphere,sochargedwithminuteobservancesandexactions,thatalwaysstoleintohissystemlikeanarcotic. Theheavycarpets,thewatchfulservants,theperpetuallyremindingtickofdisciplinedclocks,theperpetuallyrenewedstackofcardsandinvitationsonthehalltable,thewholechainoftyrannicaltriflesbindingonehourtothenext,andeachmemberofthehouseholdtoalltheothers,madeanylesssystematisedandaffluentexistenceseemunrealandprecarious. ButnowitwastheWellandhouse,andthelifehewasexpectedtoleadinit,thathadbecomeunrealandirrelevant,andthebriefsceneontheshore,whenhehadstoodirresolute,halfwaydownthebank,wasasclosetohimasthebloodinhisveins. AllnighthelayawakeinthebigchintzbedroomatMay'sside,watchingthemoonlightslantalongthecarpet,andthinkingofEllenOlenskadrivinghomeacrossthegleamingbeachesbehindBeaufort'strotters.