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“I’vebeeneverySundayofmylifeeversinceIcanremember，“
Mrs。Flushingchuckled，asthoughthatwereareasonbyitself。
Rachelturnedabruptlytothewindow。Shedidnotknowwhatitwasthathadputherintosuchapassion；thesightofTerenceinthehallhadconfusedherthoughts，leavinghermerelyindignant。
Shelookedstraightattheirownvilla，half-wayupthesideofthemountain。Themostfamiliarviewseenframedthroughglasshasacertainunfamiliardistinction，andshegrewcalmasshegazed。
Thensherememberedthatshewasinthepresenceofsomeoneshedidnotknowwell，andsheturnedandlookedatMrs。Flushing。
Mrs。Flushingwasstillsittingontheedgeofthebed，lookingup，withherlipsparted，sothatherstrongwhiteteethshowedintworows。
“Tellme，“shesaid，“whichd’youlikebest，Mr。HewetorMr。Hirst？“
“Mr。Hewet，“Rachelreplied，buthervoicedidnotsoundnatural。
“WhichistheonewhoreadsGreekinchurch？“Mrs。Flushingdemanded。
ItmighthavebeeneitherofthemandwhileMrs。Flushingproceededtodescribethemboth，andtosaythatbothfrightenedher，butonefrightenedhermorethantheother，Rachellookedforachair。
Theroom，ofcourse，wasoneofthelargestandmostluxuriousinthehotel。Therewereagreatmanyarm-chairsandsetteescoveredinbrownholland，buteachofthesewasoccupiedbyalargesquarepieceofyellowcardboard，andallthepiecesofcardboardweredottedorlinedwithspotsordashesofbrightoilpaint。
“Butyou’renottolookatthose，“saidMrs。FlushingasshesawRachel’seyewander。Shejumpedup，andturnedasmanyasshecould，facedownwards，uponthefloor。Rachel，however，managedtopossessherselfofoneofthem，and，withthevanityofanartist，Mrs。Flushingdemandedanxiously，“Well，well？“
“It’sahill，“Rachelreplied。TherecouldbenodoubtthatMrs。Flushinghadrepresentedthevigorousandabruptflingoftheearthupintotheair；youcouldalmostseetheclodsflyingasitwhirled。
Rachelpassedfromonetoanother。Theywereallmarkedbysomethingofthejerkanddecisionoftheirmaker；theywereallperfectlyuntrainedonslaughtsofthebrushuponsomehalf-realisedideasuggestedbyhillortree；andtheywereallinsomewaycharacteristicofMrs。Flushing。
“Iseethingsmovin’，“Mrs。Flushingexplained。“So“——shesweptherhandthroughayardoftheair。ShethentookuponeofthecardboardswhichRachelhadlaidaside，seatedherselfonastool，andbegantoflourishastumpofcharcoal。Whilesheoccupiedherselfinstrokeswhichseemedtoserveherasspeechservesothers，Rachel，whowasveryrestless，lookedabouther。
“Openthewardrobe，“saidMrs。Flushingafterapause，speakingindistinctlybecauseofapaint-brushinhermouth，“andlookatthethings。“
AsRachelhesitated，Mrs。Flushingcameforward，stillwithapaint-brushinhermouth，flungopenthewingsofherwardrobe，andtossedaquantityofshawls，stuffs，cloaks，embroideries，ontothebed。
Rachelbegantofingerthem。Mrs。Flushingcameuponcemore，anddroppedaquantityofbeads，brooches，earrings，bracelets，tassels，andcombsamongthedraperies。Thenshewentbacktoherstoolandbegantopaintinsilence。Thestuffswerecolouredanddarkandpale；theymadeacuriousswarmoflinesandcoloursuponthecounterpane，withthereddishlumpsofstoneandpeacocks’
feathersandclearpaletortoise-shellcombslyingamongthem。
“Thewomenworethemhundredsofyearsago，theywear’emstill，“
Mrs。Flushingremarked。“Myhusbandridesaboutandfinds’em；
theydon’tknowwhatthey’reworth，soweget’emcheap。Andweshallsell’emtosmartwomeninLondon，“shechuckled，asthoughthethoughtoftheseladiesandtheirabsurdappearanceamusedher。
Afterpaintingforsomeminutes，shesuddenlylaiddownherbrushandfixedhereyesuponRachel。
“ItellyouwhatIwanttodo，“shesaid。“Iwanttogoupthereandseethingsformyself。It’ssillystayin’herewithapackofoldmaidsasthoughwewereattheseasideinEngland。Iwanttogouptheriverandseethenativesintheircamps。It’sonlyamatteroftendaysundercanvas。Myhusband’sdoneit。Onewouldlieoutunderthetreesatnightandbetoweddowntheriverbyday，andifwesawanythin’nicewe’dshoutoutandtell’emtostop。“
Sheroseandbeganpiercingthebedagainandagainwithalonggoldenpin，asshewatchedtoseewhateffecthersuggestionhaduponRachel。
“Wemustmakeupaparty，“shewenton。“Tenpeoplecouldhirealaunch。Nowyou’llcome，andMrs。Ambrose’llcome，andwillMr。Hirstandt’othergentlemancome？Where’sapencil？“
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