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sipping a glass of heavy； fiery wine； when I saw two persons enter the waiting…room； whom； after a moment's hesitation； I recognised as the Prince and Princess Trepof。
This time I saw the princess in the lightand what a light！ He who has known that of Sicily can better comprehend the words of Sophocles： 〃Oh holy light！。。。 Eye of the Golden Day！〃 Madame Trepof； dressed in a brown…holland and wearing a broad…brimmed straw hat； appeared to me a very pretty woman of about twenty…eight。 Her eyes were luminous as a child's； but her slightly plump chin indicated the age of plenitude。 She is； I must confess it； quite an attractive person。 She is supple and changeful； her mood is like water itselfand； thank Heaven！ I am no navigator。 I thought I discerned in her manner a sort of ill…humour； which I attributed presently； by reason of some observations she uttered at random； to the fact that she had met no brigands upon her route。
〃Such things only happen to us！〃 she exclaimed； with a gesture of discouragement。
She called for a glass of iced water； which the landlord presented to her with a gesture that recalled to me those scenes of funeral offerings painted upon Greek vases。
I was in no hurry to introduce myself to a lady who had so abruptly dropped my acquaintance in the public square at Naples； but she perceived me in my corner； and her frown notified me very plainly that our accidental meeting was disagreeable to her。
After she had sipper her ice…water for a few momentswhether because her whim had suddenly changed； or because my loneliness aroused her pity； I did not knowshe walked directly to me。
〃Good…day； Monsieur Bonnard；〃 she said。 〃How do you do？ What strange chance enables us to meet again in this frightful country？〃
〃This country is not frightful； Madame；〃 I replied。 〃Beauty is so great and so august a quality that centuries of barbarism cannot efface it so completely that adorable vestiges of it will not always remain。 The majesty of the antique Ceres still overshadows these arid valleys； and that Greek Muse who made Arethusa and Maenalus ring with her divine accents； still sings for my ears upon the barren mountain and in the place of the dried…up spring。 Yes； Madame； when our globe； no longer inhabited； shall； like the moon； roll a wan corpse through space； the soil which bears the ruins of Selinonte will still keep the seal of beauty in the midst of universal death； and then； then； at least there will be no frivolous mouth to blaspheme the grandeur of these solitudes。〃
I knew well enough that my words were beyond the comprehension of the pretty little empty…head which heard them。 But an old fellow like myself who has worn out his life over books does not know how to adapt his tone to circumstances。 Besides I wished to give Madame Trepof a lesson in politeness。 She received it with so much submission； and with such an air of comprehension； that I hastened to add； as good…naturedly as possible；
〃As to whether the chance which has enabled me to meet you again be lucky or unlucky； I cannot decide the question until I am sure that my presence be not disagreeable to you。 You appeared to become weary of my company very suddenly at Naples the other day。 I can only attribute that misfortune to my naturally unpleasant mannersince； on that occasion； I had had the honour of meeting you for the first time in my life。〃
These words seem to cause her inexplicable joy。 She smiled upon me in the most gracious； mischievous way； and said very earnestly； holding out her hand； which I touched with my lips；
〃Monsieur Bonnard； do not refuse to accept a seat in my carriage。 You can chat with me on the way about antiquity； and that will amuse me ever so much。〃
〃My dear；〃 exclaimed the prince； 〃you can do just as you please； but you ought to remember that one is horribly cramped in that carriage of yours； and I fear that you are only offering Monsieur Bonnard the chance of getting a frightful attack of lumbago。〃
Madame Trepof simply shook her head by way of explaining that such considerations had no weight with her whatever； then she untied her hat。 The darkness of her black curls descended over her eyes； and bathed them in velvety shadow。 She remained a little while quite motionless； and her face assumed a surprising expression of reverie。 But all of a sudden she darted at some oranges which the tavern…keeper had brought in a basket； and began to throw them； one by one； into a fold of her dress。
〃These will be nice on the road；〃 she said。 〃We are going just where you are goingto Girgenti。 I must tell you all about it。 you know that my husband is making a collection of match…boxes。 We bought thirteen hundred match…boxes at Marseilles。 But we heard there was a factory of them at Girgenti。 According to what we were told； it is a very small factory； and its productswhich are very uglynever go outside the city and its suburbs。 So we are going to Girgenti just to buy match…boxes。 Dimitri has been a collector of all sorts of things； but the only kind of collection which can now interest him is a collection of match…boxes。 He has already got five thousand two hundred and fourteen different kinds。 Some of them gave us frightful trouble to find。 For instance； we knew that at Naples boxes were once made with the portraits of Mazzini and Garibaldi on them； and that the police had seized the plates from which the portraits were printed； and put the manufacturer in gaol。 Well； by dint of searching and inquiring for ever so long a while； we found one of those boxes at last for sale at one hundred francs； instead of two sous。 It was not really too dear at that price； but we were denounced for buying it。 We were taken for conspirators。 All our baggage was searched； they could not find the box； because I had hidden it so well； but they found my jewels； and carried them off。 They have them still。 The incident made quite a sensation； and we were going to get arrested。 But the king was displeased about it； and he ordered them to leave us alone。 Up to that time； I used to think it was very stupid to collect match…boxes； but when I found that there were risks of losing liberty； and perhaps even life； by doing it； I began to feel a taste for it。 Now I am an absolute fanatic on the subject。 We are going to Sweden next summer to complete our series。。。。 Are we not； Dimitri？〃
I feltmust I confess it？a thorough sympathy with these intrepid collectors。 No doubt I would rather have found Monsieur and Madame Trepof engaged in collecting antique marbles or painted vases in Sicily。 I should have like to have found them interested in the ruins of Syracuse； or the poetical traditions of the Eryx。 But at all events； they were making some sort of a collectionthey belonged to the great confraternityand I could not possibly make fun of them without making fun of myself。 Besides； Madame Trepof had spoken of her collection with such an odd mingling of irony and enthusiasm that I could not help finding the idea a very good one。
We were getting ready to leave the tavern； when we noticed some people coming downstairs from the upper room； carrying carbines under their dark cloaks。 to me they had the look of thorough bandits； and after they were gone I told Monsieur Trepof my opinion of them。 He answered me； very quietly； that he also thought they were regular bandits； and the guides begged us to apply for an escort of gendarmes； but Madame Trepof besought us not to do anything of the kind。 She declared that we must not 〃spoil her journey。〃
Then； turning her persuasive eyes upon me； she asked；
〃Do you not believe； Monsieur Bonnard； that there is nothing in life worth having except sensations？〃
〃Why； certainly； Madame；〃 I answered； 〃but then we must take into consideration the nature of the sensations themselves。 Those which a noble memory or a grand spectacle creates within us certainly represent what is best in human life； but those merely resulting from the menace of danger seem to me sensations which one should be very careful to avoid as much as possible。 For example； would you think it a very pleasant thing； Madame； while travelling over the mountains at midnight； to find the muzzle of a ca