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Eugene Pickering

By: Henry James

... me, and yet that I can’t place him.” The orchestra was playing the Prayer from Der Freischutz, but Weber’s lovely music only deepened the blank of me... ...now that I observed him at my leisure, the look of familiarity quite faded from his face. What had made us call his appearance odd was his great lengt... ...ently observed that she was trying to catch his eye. Though at Homburg, as people said, “one could never be sure,” I yet doubted whether this lady wer... ...e and there by a pale blue ribbon. I used to flatter myself on guessing at people’s nationality by their faces, and, as a rule, I guessed aright. This... ...of her neighbours, she had no little pile of gold before her, but she drew from her pocket a double napoleon, put it into his hand, and bade him place... ...part. We lived in the country, winter and summer, seeing but three or four people. I had a succession of tutors, and a library to browse about in; I a... ...bble there; in summer one often sees her across the green table at Ems and Wiesbaden. She’s very clever, and her cleverness has spoiled her. A year af... ...lows:— “My Dear Friend—I have every hope of being happy, but I am to go to Wiesbaden to learn my fate. Madame Blumenthal goes thither this afternoon t... ...we took our places I found a letter on my plate, and, as it was postmarked Wiesbaden, I lost no time in opening it. It contained but three lines—”I am...

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