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left her there when the maid came in. III

At noon next day when I called, I found Boris walking restlessly about his studio.

ā€œGeneviĆØve is asleep just now,ā€ he told me, ā€œthe sprain is nothing, but why should she have such a high fever? The doctor canā€™t account for it; or else he will not,ā€ he muttered.

ā€œGeneviĆØve has a fever?ā€ I asked.

ā€œI should say so, and has actually been a little lightheaded at intervals all night. The idea!ā ā€”gay little GeneviĆØve, without a care in the worldā ā€”and she keeps saying her heartā€™s broken, and she wants to die!ā€

My own heart stood still.

Boris leaned against the door of his studio, looking down, his hands in his pockets, his kind, keen eyes clouded, a new line of trouble drawn ā€œover the mouthā€™s good mark, that made the smile.ā€ The maid had orders to summon him the instant GeneviĆØve opened her eyes. We waited and waited, and Boris, growing restless, wandered about, fussing with modelling wax and red clay. Suddenly he started for the next room. ā€œCome and see my rose-coloured bath full of death!ā€ he cried.

ā€œIs it death?ā€ I asked, to humour his mood.

ā€œYou are not prepared to call it life, I suppose,ā€ he answered. As he spoke he plucked a solitary goldfish squirming and twisting out of its globe. ā€œWeā€™ll send this one after the otherā ā€”wherever that is,ā€ he said. There was feverish excitement in his voice. A dull weight of fever lay on my limbs and on my brain as I followed him to the fair crystal pool with its pink-tinted sides; and he dropped the creature in. Falling, its scales flashed with a hot orange gleam in its angry twistings and contortions; the moment it struck the liquid it became rigid and sank heavily to the bottom. Then came the milky foam, the splendid hues radiating on the surface and then the shaft of pure serene light broke through from seemingly infinite depths. Boris plunged in his hand and drew out an exquisite marble thing, blue-veined, rose-tinted, and glistening with opalescent drops.

ā€œChildā€™s play,ā€ he muttered, and looked wearily, longingly at meā ā€”as if I could answer such questions! But Jack Scott came in and entered into the ā€œgame,ā€ as he called it, with ardour. Nothing would do but to try the experiment on the white rabbit then and there. I was willing that Boris should find distraction from his cares, but I hated to see the life go out of a warm, living creature and I declined to be present. Picking up a book at random, I sat down in the studio to read. Alas! I had found The King in Yellow. After a few moments, which seemed ages, I was putting it away with a nervous shudder, when Boris and Jack came in bringing their marble rabbit. At the same time the bell rang above, and a cry came from the sickroom. Boris was gone like a flash, and the next moment he called, ā€œJack, run for the doctor; bring him back with you. Alec, come here.ā€

I went and stood at her door. A frightened maid came out in haste and ran away to fetch some remedy. GeneviĆØve, sitting bolt upright, with crimson cheeks and glittering eyes, babbled incessantly and resisted Borisā€™ gentle restraint. He called me to help. At my first touch she sighed and sank back, closing her eyes, and thenā ā€”thenā ā€”as we still bent above her, she opened them again, looked straight into Borisā€™ faceā ā€”poor fever-crazed girl!ā ā€”and told her secret. At the same instant our three lives turned into new channels; the bond that held us so long together snapped forever and a new bond was forged in its place, for she had spoken my name, and as the fever tortured her, her heart poured out its load of hidden sorrow. Amazed and dumb I bowed my head, while my face burned like a live coal, and the blood surged in my ears, stupefying me with its clamour. Incapable of movement, incapable of speech, I listened to her feverish words in an agony of shame and sorrow. I could not silence her, I could not look at Boris. Then I felt an arm upon my shoulder, and Boris turned a bloodless face to mine.

ā€œIt is not your fault, Alec; donā€™t grieve so if she loves youā ā€”ā€ but he could not finish; and as the doctor stepped swiftly into the room, sayingā ā€”ā€œAh, the fever!ā€ I seized Jack Scott and hurried him to the street, saying, ā€œBoris would rather be alone.ā€ We crossed the street to our own apartments, and that night, seeing I was going to be ill too, he went for the doctor again. The last thing I recollect with any distinctness was hearing Jack say, ā€œFor Heavenā€™s sake, doctor, what ails him, to wear a face like that?ā€ and I thought of The King in Yellow and the Pallid Mask.

I was very ill, for the strain of two years which I had endured since that fatal May morning when GeneviĆØve murmured, ā€œI love you, but I think I love Boris best,ā€ told on me at last. I had never imagined that it could become more than I could endure. Outwardly tranquil, I had deceived myself. Although the inward battle raged night after night, and I, lying alone in my room, cursed myself for rebellious thoughts unloyal to Boris and unworthy of GeneviĆØve, the morning always brought relief, and I returned to GeneviĆØve and to my dear Boris with a heart washed clean by the tempests of the night.

Never in word or deed or thought while with them had I betrayed my sorrow even to myself.

The mask of self-deception was no longer a mask for me, it was a part of me. Night lifted it, laying bare the stifled truth below; but there was no one to see except myself, and when the day broke the mask fell back again of its own accord. These thoughts passed through my troubled mind as I lay

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