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The crowd has lessened; the rooms are thinning now. A great actor stands up to give a recitation. He selects one of Browning's poems. Lady Etwynde, having heard it often before, withdraws into one of the smaller rooms, a dainty little place, with the exquisite colouring and artistic finish of a cameo, and with only that sort of moonlight haze shed about it that she loves so much better than the garish brilliancy of gas, or candles.
To this retreat saunters also the figure, on whose tall magnificent proportions even the eyes of the feminine esthetes have rested with an admiration contrary to all the tenets of their school.