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James, Henry

"The Portrait Of A Lady"

It surrounded him like a zone of fine June
weather.
"We'll walk about a little then," said Isabel, who could not
divest herself of the sense of an intention on the part of her visitor
and who wished both to elude the intention and to satisfy her
curiosity about it. It had flashed upon her vision once before, and it
had given her on that occasion, as we know, a certain alarm. This
alarm was composed of several elements, not all of which were
disagreeable; she had indeed spent some days in analyzing them and had
succeeded in separating the pleasant part of the idea of Lord
Warburton's "making up" to her from the painful. It may appear to some
readers that the young lady was both precipitate and unduly
fastidious; but the latter of these facts, if the charge be true,
may serve to exonerate her from the discredit of the former. She was
not eager to convince herself that a territorial magnate, as she had
heard Lord Warburton called, was smitten with her charms; the fact
of a declaration from such a source carrying with it really more
questions than it would answer. She had received a strong impression
of his being a "personage," and she had occupied herself in
examining the image so conveyed.


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