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1Mrs. Walker sat looking after her, and there were tears in Mrs. Walker's eyes. "Get in here, sir," she said to
2Winterbourne, indicating the place beside her. The young man answered that he felt bound to accompany Miss Miller,
3whereupon Mrs. Walker declared that if he refused her this favor she would never speak to him again. She was evidently
4in earnest. Winterbourne overtook Daisy and her companion, and, offering the young girl his hand, told her that Mrs.
5Walker had made an imperious claim upon his society. He expected that in answer she would say something rather free,
6something to commit herself still further to that "recklessness" from which Mrs. Walker had so charitably endeavored to
7dissuade her. But she only shook his hand, hardly looking at him, while Mr. Giovanelli bade him farewell with a too
8emphatic flourish of the hat. Winterbourne was not in the best possible humor as he took his seat in Mrs. Walker's
9victoria. "That was not clever of you," he said candidly, while the vehicle mingled again with the throng of carriages.
10"In such a case," his companion answered, "I don't wish to be clever; I wish to be EARNEST!" "Well, your earnestness has
11only offended her and put her off." "It has happened very well," said Mrs. Walker. "If she is so perfectly determined to
12compromise herself, the sooner one knows it the better; one can act accordingly." "I suspect she meant no harm,"
13Winterbourne rejoined. "So I thought a month ago. But she has been going too far." "What has she been doing?"
14"Everything that is not done here. Flirting with any man she could pick up; sitting in corners with mysterious Italians;
15dancing all the evening with the same partners; receiving visits at eleven o'clock at night. Her mother goes away when
16visitors come." "But her brother," said Winterbourne, laughing, "sits up till midnight." "He must be edified by what he
17sees. I'm told that at their hotel everyone is talking about her, and that a smile goes round among all the servants
18when a gentleman comes and asks for Miss Miller." "The servants be hanged!" said Winterbourne angrily. "The poor girl's
19only fault," he presently added, "is that she is very uncultivated." "She is naturally indelicate," Mrs. Walker
20declared. "Take that example this morning. How long had you known her at Vevey?" "A couple of days." "Fancy, then, her
21making it a personal matter that you should have left the place!" Winterbourne was silent for some moments; then he
22said, "I suspect, Mrs. Walker, that you and I have lived too long at Geneva!" And he added a request that she should
23inform him with what particular design she had made him enter her carriage. "I wished to beg you to cease your relations
24with Miss Miller--not to flirt with her--to give her no further opportunity to expose herself--to let her alone, in
25short." "I'm afraid I can't do that," said Winterbourne. "I like her extremely." "All the more reason that you shouldn't
26help her to make a scandal." "There shall be nothing scandalous in my attentions to her." "There certainly will be in
27the way she takes them. But I have said what I had on my conscience," Mrs. Walker pursued. "If you wish to rejoin the
28young lady I will put you down. Here, by the way, you have a chance." The carriage was traversing that part of the
29Pincian Garden that overhangs the wall of Rome and overlooks the beautiful Villa Borghese. It is bordered by a large
30parapet, near which there are several seats. One of the seats at a distance was occupied by a gentleman and a lady,
31toward whom Mrs. Walker gave a toss of her head. At the same moment these persons rose and walked toward the parapet.
32Winterbourne had asked the coachman to stop; he now descended from the carriage. His companion looked at him a moment in
33silence; then, while he raised his hat, she drove majestically away. Winterbourne stood there; he had turned his eyes
34toward Daisy and her cavalier. They evidently saw no one; they were too deeply occupied with each other. When they
35reached the low garden wall, they stood a moment looking off at the great flat-topped pine clusters of the Villa
36Borghese; then Giovanelli seated himself, familiarly, upon the broad ledge of the wall. The western sun in the opposite
37sky sent out a brilliant shaft through a couple of cloud bars, whereupon Daisy's companion took her parasol out of her
38hands and opened it. She came a little nearer, and he held the parasol over her; then, still holding it, he let it rest
39upon her shoulder, so that both of their heads were hidden from Winterbourne. This young man lingered a moment, then he
40began to walk. But he walked--not toward the couple with the parasol; toward the residence of his aunt, Mrs. Costello.
41He flattered himself on the following day that there was no smiling among the servants when he, at least, asked for Mrs.
42Miller at her hotel. This lady and her daughter, however, were not at home; and on the next day after, repeating his
43visit, Winterbourne again had the misfortune not to find them. Mrs. Walker's party took place on the evening of the
44third day, and, in spite of the frigidity of his last interview with the hostess, Winterbourne was among the guests.
45Mrs. Walker was one of those American ladies who, while residing abroad, make a point, in their own phrase, of studying
46European society, and she had on this occasion collected several specimens of her diversely born fellow mortals to
47serve, as it were, as textbooks. When Winterbourne arrived, Daisy Miller was not there, but in a few moments he saw her
48mother come in alone, very shyly and ruefully. Mrs. Miller's hair above her exposed-looking temples was more frizzled
49than ever. As she approached Mrs. Walker, Winterbourne also drew near. "You see, I've come all alone," said poor Mrs.
50Miller. "I'm so frightened; I don't know what to do. It's the first time I've ever been to a party alone, especially in
51this country. I wanted to bring Randolph or Eugenio, or someone, but Daisy just pushed me off by myself. I ain't used to
52going round alone." "And does not your daughter intend to favor us with her society?" demanded Mrs. Walker impressively.
53"Well, Daisy's all dressed," said Mrs. Miller with that accent of the dispassionate, if not of the philosophic,
54historian with which she always recorded the current incidents of her daughter's career. "She got dressed on purpose
55before dinner. But she's got a friend of hers there; that gentleman--the Italian--that she wanted to bring. They've got
56going at the piano; it seems as if they couldn't leave off. Mr. Giovanelli sings splendidly. But I guess they'll come
57before very long," concluded Mrs. Miller hopefully. "I'm sorry she should come in that way," said Mrs. Walker. "Well, I
58told her that there was no use in her getting dressed before dinner if she was going to wait three hours," responded
59Daisy's mamma. "I didn't see the use of her putting on such a dress as that to sit round with Mr. Giovanelli." "This is
60most horrible!" said Mrs. Walker, turning away and addressing herself to Winterbourne. "Elle s'affiche. It's her revenge
61for my having ventured to remonstrate with her. When she comes, I shall not speak to her." Daisy came after eleven
62o'clock; but she was not, on such an occasion, a young lady to wait to be spoken to. She rustled forward in radiant
63loveliness, smiling and chattering, carrying a large bouquet, and attended by Mr. Giovanelli. Everyone stopped talking
64and turned and looked at her. She came straight to Mrs. Walker. "I'm afraid you thought I never was coming, so I sent
65mother off to tell you. I wanted to make Mr. Giovanelli practice some things before he came; you know he sings
66beautifully, and I want you to ask him to sing. This is Mr. Giovanelli; you know I introduced him to you; he's got the
67most lovely voice, and he knows the most charming set of songs. I made him go over them this evening on purpose; we had
68the greatest time at the hotel." Of all this Daisy delivered herself with the sweetest, brightest audibleness, looking
69now at her hostess and now round the room, while she gave a series of little pats, round her shoulders, to the edges of
70her dress. "Is there anyone I know?" she asked.
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