You'll raise all their vibrations to
boiling point and remain yourself as cool and pulseless as--as you
are now."
Desire was surprised, but she was reasonable.
"If you can tell me why my vibrations should raise themselves," she
said, "I will see what can be done."
The doctor had gone home gloomily.
"He is really very moody, for a doctor," thought desire, as she
sauntered back through the dusk. "It seems to me that he needs
cheering up."
Then she probably forgot him, for certainly no thought of his
gloominess disturbed her beauty sleep. A fresher or more glowing
bride had never gathered flowers for her own reception. She had
carried them into all the rooms; careless for once of their cool
aloofness; making them welcome her whether they would or not. Then,
as the stir of preparation ceased and the house sank into perfumed
quiet, she had slipped back into her own pink and grey room for a
breathing space before it was time to dress.
At Aunt Caroline's earnest request she had taken Yorick with her.
"For," said Aunt Caroline, "I refuse to receive guests with that
bird within hearing distance. The things he says are bad enough but
I have a feeling that he knows many things which he hasn't said yet.
And people are sensitive. Only the other day when old Mrs. Burton
was calling him 'Pretty Pol,' he burst into that dreadful laugh of
his and told her to 'Shake a leg'! How the creature happened to know
about the scandal of her early youth I can't say.
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