On the Bright Shore
sheltered than Mentone," remarked the widow; "but, oh, how it bores me at times! That endless noise, that movement, those acquaintances which one must make, willingly or unwillingly. Sometimes I wish to rush away and spend the rest of the winter in some quiet corner where I should see only those whom I see with pleasure—What place do you like best?"
"I like San Raphael greatly; the pines there go down to the sea."
"True, but it is far from Nice," answered she, in a low voice; "and your studio is in Nice."
A moment of silence followed, after which Pani Elzen inquired,—
"But Antibes?"
"True! I forgot Antibes."
"Besides, it is so near Nice. After dinner you will stop with me a little and talk of a place where one might escape from society."
"Do you wish really to flee from people?"
"Let us talk sincerely; I detect doubt in your question. You suspect me of speaking
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