He felt a distinct disappointment on learning...
He felt a distinct disappointment on learning that she was away; and almost immediately remembered that, only the day before, he had refused an invitation to spend the following Sunday with the Reggie Chiverses at their house on the Hudson, a few miles below Skuytercliff

He had had his fill long ago of the noisy friendly parties at Highbank, with coasting, ice-boating, sleighing, long tramps in the snow, and a general flavour of mild flirting and milder practical jokesHe had just received a box of new books from his London book-seller, and had preferred the prospect of a quiet Sunday at home with his spoilsBut he now went into the club writing-room, wrote a hurried telegram, and told the servant to send it immediatelyReggie didn't object to her visitors' suddenly changing their minds, and that there was always a room to spare in her elastic house
Newland Archer arrived at the Chiverses' on Friday evening, and on Saturday went conscientiously through all the rites appertaining to a week-end at Highbank

In the morning he had a spin in the ice-boat with his hostess and a few of the hardier guests; in the afternoon he "went over the farm" with Reggie, and listened, in the elaborately appointed stables, to long and impressive disquisitions on the horse; after tea he talked in a corner of the firelit hall with a young lady who had professed herself broken-hearted when his engagement was announced, but was now eager to tell him of her own chanel classic bags matrimonial hopes; and finally, about midnight, he assisted in putting a gold-fish in one visitor's bed, dressed up a burglar in the bath-room of a nervous aunt, and saw in the small hours by joining in a pillow-fight that ranged from the nurseries to the basementBut on Sunday after luncheon he borrowed a cutter, and drove over to Skuytercliff

People had always been told that the house at Skuytercliff was an Italian villaThose who had never been to Italy believed it; so did some who hadThe house had been built by Mrvan der Luyden in his youth, on his return from the "grand tour," and in anticipation of his approaching marriage with Miss Louisa DagonetIt was a large square wooden structure, with tongued and grooved walls painted pale green and white, a Corinthian portico, and fluted pilasters between the windowsFrom the high ground on which it stood a series of terraces bordered by balustrades and urns descended in the steel-engraving style to a small irregular lake with an asphalt edge overhung by rare weeping conifersTo the right and left, the famous weedless lawns studded with "specimen" trees (each of a different variety) rolled away to long ranges of grass crested with elaborate cast-iron ornaments; and below, in a hollow, lay the four-roomed stone house which the first Patroon had built on the land granted him in 1612

Against the uniform sheet of snow and the greyish winter sky the Italian villa loomed up rather grimly; even in summer it kept white chanel watch ceramic its distance, and the boldest coleus bed had never ventured nearer than thirty feet from its awful frontNow, as Archer rang the bell, the long tinkle seemed to echo through a mausoleum; and the surprise of the butler who at length responded to the call was as great as though he had been summoned from his final sleep

Happily Archer was of the family, and therefore, irregular though his arrival was, entitled to be informed that the Countess Olenska was out, having driven to afternoon service with Mrsvan der Luyden exactly three quarters of an hour earliervan der Luyden," the butler continued, "is in, sir; but my impression is that he is either finishing his nap or else reading yesterday's Evening PostI heard him say, sir, on his return from church this morning, that he intended to look through the Evening Post after luncheon; if you like, sir, I might go to the library door and listen—"

But Archer, thanking him, said that he would go and meet the ladies; and the butler, obviously relieved, closed the door on him majestically

A groom took the cutter to the stables, and Archer struck through the park to the high-roadThe village of Skuytercliff was only a mile and a half away, but he knew that Mrsvan der Luyden never walked, and that he must keep to the road to meet the carriagePresently, however, coming down a foot-path that crossed the highway, he caught sight of a slight figure in a red cloak, with a big dog running aheadHe hurried forward, and vintage gucci bags Madame Olenska stopped short with a smile of welcome

"Ah, you've come!" she said, and drew her hand from her muff

The red cloak made her look gay and vivid, like the Ellen Mingott of old days; and he laughed as he took her hand, and answered: "I came to see what you were running away from

Her face clouded over, but she answered: "Ah, well—you will see, presently

The answer puzzled him"Why—do you mean that you've been overtaken?"

She shrugged her shoulders, with a little movement like Nastasia's, and rejoined in a lighter tone: "Shall we walk on? I'm so cold after the sermonAnd what does it matter, now you're here to protect me?"

The blood rose to his temples and he caught a fold of her cloak"Ellen—what is it? You must tell me

"Oh, presently—let's run a race first: my feet are freezing to the ground," she cried; and gathering up the cloak she fled away across the snow, the dog leaping about her with challenging barksFor a moment Archer stood watching, his gaze delighted by the flash of the red meteor against the snow; then he started after her, and they met, panting and laughing, at a wicket that led into the park

She looked up at him and smiled"I knew you'd come!"

"That shows you wanted me to," he returned, with a disproportionate joy in their nonsenseThe white glitter of the trees filled the air with its own mysterious brightness, and as they walked on over the snow the ground seemed to sing under their prada logos feet

"Where did you come from?" Madame Olenska asked

He told her, and added: "It was because I got your note

After a pause she said, with a just perceptible chill in her voice: "May asked you to take care of me

"I didn't need any asking

"You mean—I'm so evidently helpless and defenceless? What a poor thing you must all think me! But women here seem not—seem never to feel the need: any more than the blessed in heaven

He lowered his voice to ask: "What sort of a need?"

"Ah, don't ask me! I don't speak your language," she retorted petulantly

The answer smote him like a blow, and he stood still in the path, looking down at her

"What did I come for, if I don't speak yours?"

"Oh, my friend—!" She laid her hand lightly on his arm, and he pleaded earnestly: "Ellen—why won't you tell me what's happened?"

She shrugged again"Does anything ever happen in heaven?"

He was silent, and they walked on a few yards without exchanging a wordFinally she said: "I will tell you—but where, where, where? One can't be alone for a minute in that great seminary of a house, with all the doors wide open, and always a servant bringing tea, or a log for the fire, or the newspaper! Is there nowhere in an American house where one may be by one's self? You're so shy, and yet you're so publicI always feel as if I were in the convent again—or on the stage, before a dreadfully polite audience that never applauds

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