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+The Project Gutenberg eBook, Pandora, by Henry James
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+Title: Pandora
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+Author: Henry James
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+Release Date: February 1, 2015  [eBook #2299]
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+***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PANDORA***
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+Transcribed from 1922 MacMillan and Co. “Daisy Miller, Pandora, The
+Patagonia and Other Tales” edition by David Price, email
+ccx074@pglaf.org.  Proofed by David, Jeremy Kwock and Uzma G.
+
+                          [Picture: Book cover]
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+                                 PANDORA
+                              by Henry James
+
+
+I
+
+
+IT has long been the custom of the North German Lloyd steamers, which
+convey passengers from Bremen to New York, to anchor for several hours in
+the pleasant port of Southampton, where their human cargo receives many
+additions.  An intelligent young German, Count Otto Vogelstein, hardly
+knew a few years ago whether to condemn this custom or approve it.  He
+leaned over the bulwarks of the _Donau_ as the American passengers
+crossed the plank—the travellers who embark at Southampton are mainly of
+that nationality—and curiously, indifferently, vaguely, through the smoke
+of his cigar, saw them absorbed in the huge capacity of the ship, where
+he had the agreeable consciousness that his own nest was comfortably
+made.  To watch from such a point of vantage the struggles of those less
+fortunate than ourselves—of the uninformed, the unprovided, the belated,
+the bewildered—is an occupation not devoid of sweetness, and there was
+nothing to mitigate the complacency with which our young friend gave
+himself up to it; nothing, that is, save a natural benevolence which had
+not yet been extinguished by the consciousness of official greatness.
+For Count Vogelstein was official, as I think you would have seen from
+the straightness of his back, the lustre of his light elegant spectacles,
+and something discreet and diplomatic in the curve of his moustache,
+which looked as if it might well contribute to the principal function, as
+cynics say, of the lips—the active concealment of thought.  He had been
+appointed to the secretaryship of the German legation at Washington and
+in these first days of the autumn was about to take possession of his
+post.  He was a model character for such a purpose—serious civil
+ceremonious curious stiff, stuffed with knowledge and convinced that, as
+lately rearranged, the German Empire places in the most striking light
+the highest of all the possibilities of the greatest of all the peoples.
+He was quite aware, however, of the claims to economic and other
+consideration of the United States, and that this quarter of the globe
+offered a vast field for study.
+
+The process of inquiry had already begun for him, in spite of his having
+as yet spoken to none of his fellow-passengers; the case being that
+Vogelstein inquired not only with his tongue, but with his eyes—that is
+with his spectacles—with his ears, with his nose, with his palate, with
+all his senses and organs.  He was a highly upright young man, whose only
+fault was that his sense of comedy, or of the humour of things, had never
+been specifically disengaged from his several other senses.  He vaguely
+felt that something should be done about this, and in a general manner
+proposed to do it, for he was on his way to explore a society abounding
+in comic aspects.  This consciousness of a missing measure gave him a
+certain mistrust of what might be said of him; and if circumspection is
+the essence of diplomacy our young aspirant promised well.  His mind
+contained several millions of facts, packed too closely together for the
+light breeze of the imagination to draw through the mass.  He was
+impatient to report himself to his superior in Washington, and the loss
+of time in an English port could only incommode him, inasmuch as the
+study of English institutions was no part of his mission.  On the other
+hand the day was charming; the blue sea, in Southampton Water, pricked
+all over with light, had no movement but that of its infinite shimmer.
+Moreover he was by no means sure that he should be happy in the United
+States, where doubtless he should find himself soon enough disembarked.
+He knew that this was not an important question and that happiness was an
+unscientific term, such as a man of his education should be ashamed to
+use even in the silence of his thoughts.  Lost none the less in the
+inconsiderate crowd and feeling himself neither in his own country nor in
+that to which he was in a manner accredited, he was reduced to his mere
+personality; so that during the hour, to save his importance, he
+cultivated such ground as lay in sight for a judgement of this delay to
+which the German steamer was subjected in English waters.  Mightn’t it be
+proved, facts, figures and documents—or at least watch—in hand,
+considerably greater than the occasion demanded?
+
+Count Vogelstein was still young enough in diplomacy to think it
+necessary to have opinions.  He had a good many indeed which had been
+formed without difficulty; they had been received ready-made from a line
+of ancestors who knew what they liked.  This was of course—and under
+pressure, being candid, he would have admitted it—an unscientific way of
+furnishing one’s mind.  Our young man was a stiff conservative, a Junker
+of Junkers; he thought modern democracy a temporary phase and expected to
+find many arguments against it in the great Republic.  In regard to these
+things it was a pleasure to him to feel that, with his complete training,
+he had been taught thoroughly to appreciate the nature of evidence.  The
+ship was heavily laden with German emigrants, whose mission in the United
+States differed considerably from Count Otto’s.  They hung over the
+bulwarks, densely grouped; they leaned forward on their elbows for hours,
+their shoulders kept on a level with their ears; the men in furred caps,
+smoking long-bowled pipes, the women with babies hidden in remarkably
+ugly shawls.  Some were yellow Germans and some were black, and all
+looked greasy and matted with the sea-damp.  They were destined to swell
+still further the huge current of the Western democracy; and Count
+Vogelstein doubtless said to himself that they wouldn’t improve its
+quality.  Their numbers, however, were striking, and I know not what he
+thought of the nature of this particular evidence.
+
+The passengers who came on board at Southampton were not of the greasy
+class; they were for the most part American families who had been
+spending the summer, or a longer period, in Europe.  They had a great
+deal of luggage, innumerable bags and rugs and hampers and sea-chairs,
+and were composed largely of ladies of various ages, a little pale with
+anticipation, wrapped also in striped shawls, though in prettier ones
+than the nursing mothers of the steerage, and crowned with very high hats
+and feathers.  They darted to and fro across the gangway, looking for
+each other and for their scattered parcels; they separated and reunited,
+they exclaimed and declared, they eyed with dismay the occupants of the
+forward quarter, who seemed numerous enough to sink the vessel, and their
+voices sounded faint and far as they rose to Vogelstein’s ear over the
+latter’s great tarred sides.  He noticed that in the new contingent there
+were many young girls, and he remembered what a lady in Dresden had once
+said to him—that America was the country of the Mädchen.  He wondered
+whether he should like that, and reflected that it would be an aspect to
+study, like everything else.  He had known in Dresden an American family
+in which there were three daughters who used to skate with the officers,
+and some of the ladies now coming on board struck him as of that same
+habit, except that in the Dresden days feathers weren’t worn quite so
+high.
+
+At last the ship began to creak and slowly bridge, and the delay at
+Southampton came to an end.  The gangway was removed and the vessel
+indulged in the awkward evolutions that were to detach her from the land.
+Count Vogelstein had finished his cigar, and he spent a long time in
+walking up and down the upper deck.  The charming English coast passed
+before him, and he felt this to be the last of the old world.  The
+American coast also might be pretty—he hardly knew what one would expect
+of an American coast; but he was sure it would be different.
+Differences, however, were notoriously half the charm of travel, and
+perhaps even most when they couldn’t be expressed in figures, numbers,
+diagrams or the other merely useful symbols.  As yet indeed there were
+very few among the objects presented to sight on the steamer.  Most of
+his fellow-passengers appeared of one and the same persuasion, and that
+persuasion the least to be mistaken.  They were Jews and commercial to a
+man.  And by this time they had lighted their cigars and put on all
+manner of seafaring caps, some of them with big ear-lappets which somehow
+had the effect of bringing out their peculiar facial type.  At last the
+new voyagers began to emerge from below and to look about them, vaguely,
+with that suspicious expression of face always to be noted in the newly
+embarked and which, as directed to the receding land, resembles that of a
+person who begins to perceive himself the victim of a trick.  Earth and
+ocean, in such glances, are made the subject of a sweeping objection, and
+many travellers, in the general plight, have an air at once duped and
+superior, which seems to say that they could easily go ashore if they
+would.
+
+It still wanted two hours of dinner, and by the time Vogelstein’s long
+legs had measured three or four miles on the deck he was ready to settle
+himself in his sea-chair and draw from his pocket a Tauchnitz novel by an
+American author whose pages, he had been assured, would help to prepare
+him for some of the oddities.  On the back of his chair his name was
+painted in rather large letters, this being a precaution taken at the
+recommendation of a friend who had told him that on the American steamers
+the passengers—especially the ladies—thought nothing of pilfering one’s
+little comforts.  His friend had even hinted at the correct reproduction
+of his coronet.  This marked man of the world had added that the
+Americans are greatly impressed by a coronet.  I know not whether it was
+scepticism or modesty, but Count Vogelstein had omitted every pictured
+plea for his rank; there were others of which he might have made use.
+The precious piece of furniture which on the Atlantic voyage is trusted
+never to flinch among universal concussions was emblazoned simply with
+his title and name.  It happened, however, that the blazonry was huge;
+the back of the chair was covered with enormous German characters.  This
+time there can be no doubt: it was modesty that caused the secretary of
+legation, in placing himself, to turn this portion of his seat outward,
+away from the eyes of his companions—to present it to the balustrade of
+the deck.  The ship was passing the Needles—the beautiful uttermost point
+of the Isle of Wight.  Certain tall white cones of rock rose out of the
+purple sea; they flushed in the afternoon light and their vague rosiness
+gave them a human expression in face of the cold expanse toward which the
+prow was turned; they seemed to say farewell, to be the last note of a
+peopled world.  Vogelstein saw them very comfortably from his place and
+after a while turned his eyes to the other quarter, where the elements of
+air and water managed to make between them so comparatively poor an
+opposition.  Even his American novelist was more amusing than that, and
+he prepared to return to this author.  In the great curve which it
+described, however, his glance was arrested by the figure of a young lady
+who had just ascended to the deck and who paused at the mouth of the
+companionway.
+
+This was not in itself an extraordinary phenomenon; but what attracted
+Vogelstein’s attention was the fact that the young person appeared to
+have fixed her eyes on him.  She was slim, brightly dressed, rather
+pretty; Vogelstein remembered in a moment that he had noticed her among
+the people on the wharf at Southampton.  She was soon aware he had
+observed her; whereupon she began to move along the deck with a step that
+seemed to indicate a purpose of approaching him.  Vogelstein had time to
+wonder whether she could be one of the girls he had known at Dresden; but
+he presently reflected that they would now be much older than that.  It
+was true they were apt to advance, like this one, straight upon their
+victim.  Yet the present specimen was no longer looking at him, and
+though she passed near him it was now tolerably clear she had come above
+but to take a general survey.  She was a quick handsome competent girl,
+and she simply wanted to see what one could think of the ship, of the
+weather, of the appearance of England, from such a position as that;
+possibly even of one’s fellow-passengers.  She satisfied herself promptly
+on these points, and then she looked about, while she walked, as if in
+keen search of a missing object; so that Vogelstein finally arrived at a
+conviction of her real motive.  She passed near him again and this time
+almost stopped, her eyes bent upon him attentively.  He thought her
+conduct remarkable even after he had gathered that it was not at his
+face, with its yellow moustache, she was looking, but at the chair on
+which he was seated.  Then those words of his friend came back to him—the
+speech about the tendency of the people, especially of the ladies, on the
+American steamers to take to themselves one’s little belongings.
+Especially the ladies, he might well say; for here was one who apparently
+wished to pull from under him the very chair he was sitting on.  He was
+afraid she would ask him for it, so he pretended to read, systematically
+avoiding her eye.  He was conscious she hovered near him, and was
+moreover curious to see what she would do.  It seemed to him strange that
+such a nice-looking girl—for her appearance was really charming—should
+endeavour by arts so flagrant to work upon the quiet dignity of a
+secretary of legation.  At last it stood out that she was trying to look
+round a corner, as it were—trying to see what was written on the back of
+his chair.  “She wants to find out my name; she wants to see who I am!”
+This reflexion passed through his mind and caused him to raise his eyes.
+They rested on her own—which for an appreciable moment she didn’t
+withdraw.  The latter were brilliant and expressive, and surmounted a
+delicate aquiline nose, which, though pretty, was perhaps just a trifle
+too hawk-like.  It was the oddest coincidence in the world; the story
+Vogelstein had taken up treated of a flighty forward little American girl
+who plants herself in front of a young man in the garden of an hotel.
+Wasn’t the conduct of this young lady a testimony to the truthfulness of
+the tale, and wasn’t Vogelstein himself in the position of the young man
+in the garden?  That young man—though with more, in such connexions in
+general, to go upon—ended by addressing himself to his aggressor, as she
+might be called, and after a very short hesitation Vogelstein followed
+his example.  “If she wants to know who I am she’s welcome,” he said to
+himself; and he got out of the chair, seized it by the back and, turning
+it round, exhibited the superscription to the girl.  She coloured
+slightly, but smiled and read his name, while Vogelstein raised his hat.
+
+“I’m much obliged to you.  That’s all right,” she remarked as if the
+discovery had made her very happy.
+
+It affected him indeed as all right that he should be Count Otto
+Vogelstein; this appeared even rather a flippant mode of disposing of the
+fact.  By way of rejoinder he asked her if she desired of him the
+surrender of his seat.
+
+“I’m much obliged to you; of course not.  I thought you had one of our
+chairs, and I didn’t like to ask you.  It looks exactly like one of ours;
+not so much now as when you sit in it.  Please sit down again.  I don’t
+want to trouble you.  We’ve lost one of ours, and I’ve been looking for
+it everywhere.  They look so much alike; you can’t tell till you see the
+back.  Of course I see there will be no mistake about yours,” the young
+lady went on with a smile of which the serenity matched her other
+abundance.  “But we’ve got such a small name—you can scarcely see it,”
+she added with the same friendly intention.  “Our name’s just Day—you
+mightn’t think it _was_ a name, might you? if we didn’t make the most of
+it.  If you see that on anything, I’d be so obliged if you’d tell me.  It
+isn’t for myself, it’s for my mother; she’s so dependent on her chair,
+and that one I’m looking for pulls out so beautifully.  Now that you sit
+down again and hide the lower part it does look just like ours.  Well, it
+must be somewhere.  You must excuse me; I wouldn’t disturb you.”
+
+This was a long and even confidential speech for a young woman,
+presumably unmarried, to make to a perfect stranger; but Miss Day
+acquitted herself of it with perfect simplicity and self-possession.  She
+held up her head and stepped away, and Vogelstein could see that the foot
+she pressed upon the clean smooth deck was slender and shapely.  He
+watched her disappear through the trap by which she had ascended, and he
+felt more than ever like the young man in his American tale.  The girl in
+the present case was older and not so pretty, as he could easily judge,
+for the image of her smiling eyes and speaking lips still hovered before
+him.  He went back to his book with the feeling that it would give him
+some information about her.  This was rather illogical, but it indicated
+a certain amount of curiosity on the part of Count Vogelstein.  The girl
+in the book had a mother, it appeared, and so had this young lady; the
+former had also a brother, and he now remembered that he had noticed a
+young man on the wharf—a young man in a high hat and a white overcoat—who
+seemed united to Miss Day by this natural tie.  And there was some one
+else too, as he gradually recollected, an older man, also in a high hat,
+but in a black overcoat—in black altogether—who completed the group and
+who was presumably the head of the family.  These reflexions would
+indicate that Count Vogelstein read his volume of Tauchnitz rather
+interruptedly.  Moreover they represented but the loosest economy of
+consciousness; for wasn’t he to be afloat in an oblong box for ten days
+with such people, and could it be doubted he should see at least enough
+of them?
+
+It may as well be written without delay that he saw a great deal of them.
+I have sketched in some detail the conditions in which he made the
+acquaintance of Miss Day, because the event had a certain importance for
+this fair square Teuton; but I must pass briefly over the incidents that
+immediately followed it.  He wondered what it was open to him, after such
+an introduction, to do in relation to her, and he determined he would
+push through his American tale and discover what the hero did.  But he
+satisfied himself in a very short time that Miss Day had nothing in
+common with the heroine of that work save certain signs of habitat and
+climate—and save, further, the fact that the male sex wasn’t terrible to
+her.  The local stamp sharply, as he gathered, impressed upon her he
+estimated indeed rather in a borrowed than in a natural light, for if she
+was native to a small town in the interior of the American continent one
+of their fellow-passengers, a lady from New York with whom he had a good
+deal of conversation, pronounced her “atrociously” provincial.  How the
+lady arrived at this certitude didn’t appear, for Vogelstein observed
+that she held no communication with the girl.  It was true she gave it
+the support of her laying down that certain Americans could tell
+immediately who other Americans were, leaving him to judge whether or no
+she herself belonged to the critical or only to the criticised half of
+the nation.  Mrs. Dangerfield was a handsome confidential insinuating
+woman, with whom Vogelstein felt his talk take a very wide range indeed.
+She convinced him rather effectually that even in a great democracy there
+are human differences, and that American life was full of social
+distinctions, of delicate shades, which foreigners often lack the
+intelligence to perceive.  Did he suppose every one knew every one else
+in the biggest country in the world, and that one wasn’t as free to
+choose one’s company there as in the most monarchical and most exclusive
+societies?  She laughed such delusions to scorn as Vogelstein tucked her
+beautiful furred coverlet—they reclined together a great deal in their
+elongated chairs—well over her feet.  How free an American lady was to
+choose her company she abundantly proved by not knowing any one on the
+steamer but Count Otto.
+
+He could see for himself that Mr. and Mrs. Day had not at all her grand
+air.  They were fat plain serious people who sat side by side on the deck
+for hours and looked straight before them.  Mrs. Day had a white face,
+large cheeks and small eyes: her forehead was surrounded with a multitude
+of little tight black curls; her lips moved as if she had always a
+lozenge in her mouth.  She wore entwined about her head an article which
+Mrs. Dangerfield spoke of as a “nuby,” a knitted pink scarf concealing
+her hair, encircling her neck and having among its convolutions a hole
+for her perfectly expressionless face.  Her hands were folded on her
+stomach, and in her still, swathed figure her little bead-like eyes,
+which occasionally changed their direction, alone represented life.  Her
+husband had a stiff grey beard on his chin and a bare spacious upper lip,
+to which constant shaving had imparted a hard glaze.  His eyebrows were
+thick and his nostrils wide, and when he was uncovered, in the saloon, it
+was visible that his grizzled hair was dense and perpendicular.  He might
+have looked rather grim and truculent hadn’t it been for the mild
+familiar accommodating gaze with which his large light-coloured
+pupils—the leisurely eyes of a silent man—appeared to consider
+surrounding objects.  He was evidently more friendly than fierce, but he
+was more diffident than friendly.  He liked to have you in sight, but
+wouldn’t have pretended to understand you much or to classify you, and
+would have been sorry it should put you under an obligation.  He and his
+wife spoke sometimes, but seldom talked, and there was something vague
+and patient in them, as if they had become victims of a wrought spell.
+The spell however was of no sinister cast; it was the fascination of
+prosperity, the confidence of security, which sometimes makes people
+arrogant, but which had had such a different effect on this simple
+satisfied pair, in whom further development of every kind appeared to
+have been happily arrested.
+
+Mrs. Dangerfield made it known to Count Otto that every morning after
+breakfast, the hour at which he wrote his journal in his cabin, the old
+couple were guided upstairs and installed in their customary corner by
+Pandora.  This she had learned to be the name of their elder daughter,
+and she was immensely amused by her discovery.  “Pandora”—that was in the
+highest degree typical; it placed them in the social scale if other
+evidence had been wanting; you could tell that a girl was from the
+interior, the mysterious interior about which Vogelstein’s imagination
+was now quite excited, when she had such a name as that.  This young lady
+managed the whole family, even a little the small beflounced sister, who,
+with bold pretty innocent eyes, a torrent of fair silky hair, a crimson
+fez, such as is worn by male Turks, very much askew on top of it, and a
+way of galloping and straddling about the ship in any company she could
+pick up—she had long thin legs, very short skirts and stockings of every
+tint—was going home, in elegant French clothes, to resume an interrupted
+education.  Pandora overlooked and directed her relatives; Vogelstein
+could see this for himself, could see she was very active and decided,
+that she had in a high degree the sentiment of responsibility, settling
+on the spot most of the questions that could come up for a family from
+the interior.
+
+The voyage was remarkably fine, and day after day it was possible to sit
+there under the salt sky and feel one’s self rounding the great curves of
+the globe.  The long deck made a white spot in the sharp black circle of
+the ocean and in the intense sea-light, while the shadow of the
+smoke-streamers trembled on the familiar floor, the shoes of
+fellow-passengers, distinctive now, and in some cases irritating, passed
+and repassed, accompanied, in the air so tremendously “open,” that
+rendered all voices weak and most remarks rather flat, by fragments of
+opinion on the run of the ship.  Vogelstein by this time had finished his
+little American story and now definitely judged that Pandora Day was not
+at all like the heroine.  She was of quite another type; much more
+serious and strenuous, and not at all keen, as he had supposed, about
+making the acquaintance of gentlemen.  Her speaking to him that first
+afternoon had been, he was bound to believe, an incident without
+importance for herself; in spite of her having followed it up the next
+day by the remark, thrown at him as she passed, with a smile that was
+almost fraternal: “It’s all right, sir!  I’ve found that old chair.”
+After this she hadn’t spoken to him again and had scarcely looked at him.
+She read a great deal, and almost always French books, in fresh yellow
+paper; not the lighter forms of that literature, but a volume of
+Sainte-Beuve, of Renan or at the most, in the way of dissipation, of
+Alfred de Musset.  She took frequent exercise and almost always walked
+alone, apparently not having made many friends on the ship and being
+without the resource of her parents, who, as has been related, never
+budged out of the cosy corner in which she planted them for the day.
+
+Her brother was always in the smoking-room, where Vogelstein observed
+him, in very tight clothes, his neck encircled with a collar like a
+palisade.  He had a sharp little face, which was not disagreeable; he
+smoked enormous cigars and began his drinking early in the day: but his
+appearance gave no sign of these excesses.  As regards euchre and poker
+and the other distractions of the place he was guilty of none.  He
+evidently understood such games in perfection, for he used to watch the
+players, and even at moments impartially advise them; but Vogelstein
+never saw the cards in his hand.  He was referred to as regards disputed
+points, and his opinion carried the day.  He took little part in the
+conversation, usually much relaxed, that prevailed in the smoking-room,
+but from time to time he made, in his soft flat youthful voice, a remark
+which every one paused to listen to and which was greeted with roars of
+laughter.  Vogelstein, well as he knew English, could rarely catch the
+joke; but he could see at least that these must be choice specimens of
+that American humour admired and practised by a whole continent and yet
+to be rendered accessible to a trained diplomatist, clearly, but by some
+special and incalculable revelation.  The young man, in his way, was very
+remarkable, for, as Vogelstein heard some one say once after the laughter
+had subsided, he was only nineteen.  If his sister didn’t resemble the
+dreadful little girl in the tale already mentioned, there was for
+Vogelstein at least an analogy between young Mr. Day and a certain small
+brother—a candy-loving Madison, Hamilton or Jefferson—who was, in the
+Tauchnitz volume, attributed to that unfortunate maid.  This was what the
+little Madison would have grown up to at nineteen, and the improvement
+was greater than might have been expected.
+
+The days were long, but the voyage was short, and it had almost come to
+an end before Count Otto yielded to an attraction peculiar in its nature
+and finally irresistible, and, in spite of Mrs. Dangerfield’s emphatic
+warning, sought occasion for a little continuous talk with Miss Pandora.
+To mention that this impulse took effect without mentioning sundry other
+of his current impressions with which it had nothing to do is perhaps to
+violate proportion and give a false idea; but to pass it by would be
+still more unjust.  The Germans, as we know, are a transcendental people,
+and there was at last an irresistible appeal for Vogelstein in this quick
+bright silent girl who could smile and turn vocal in an instant, who
+imparted a rare originality to the filial character, and whose profile
+was delicate as she bent it over a volume which she cut as she read, or
+presented it in musing attitudes, at the side of the ship, to the horizon
+they had left behind.  But he felt it to be a pity, as regards a possible
+acquaintance with her, that her parents should be heavy little burghers,
+that her brother should not correspond to his conception of a young man
+of the upper class, and that her sister should be a Daisy Miller _en
+herbe_.  Repeatedly admonished by Mrs. Dangerfield, the young diplomatist
+was doubly careful as to the relations he might form at the beginning of
+his sojourn in the United States.  That lady reminded him, and he had
+himself made the observation in other capitals, that the first year, and
+even the second, is the time for prudence.  One was ignorant of
+proportions and values; one was exposed to mistakes and thankful for
+attention, and one might give one’s self away to people who would
+afterwards be as a millstone round one’s neck: Mrs. Dangerfield struck
+and sustained that note, which resounded in the young man’s imagination.
+She assured him that if he didn’t “look out” he would be committing
+himself to some American girl with an impossible family.  In America,
+when one committed one’s self, there was nothing to do but march to the
+altar, and what should he say for instance to finding himself a near
+relation of Mr. and Mrs. P. W. Day?—since such were the initials
+inscribed on the back of the two chairs of that couple.  Count Otto felt
+the peril, for he could immediately think of a dozen men he knew who had
+married American girls.  There appeared now to be a constant danger of
+marrying the American girl; it was something one had to reckon with, like
+the railway, the telegraph, the discovery of dynamite, the Chassepôt
+rifle, the Socialistic spirit: it was one of the complications of modern
+life.
+
+It would doubtless be too much to say that he feared being carried away
+by a passion for a young woman who was not strikingly beautiful and with
+whom he had talked, in all, but ten minutes.  But, as we recognise, he
+went so far as to wish that the human belongings of a person whose high
+spirit appeared to have no taint either of fastness, as they said in
+England, or of subversive opinion, and whose mouth had charming lines,
+should not be a little more distinguished.  There was an effect of
+drollery in her behaviour to these subjects of her zeal, whom she seemed
+to regard as a care, but not as an interest; it was as if they had been
+entrusted to her honour and she had engaged to convey them safe to a
+certain point; she was detached and inadvertent, and then suddenly
+remembered, repented and came back to tuck them into their blankets, to
+alter the position of her mother’s umbrella, to tell them something about
+the run of the ship.  These little offices were usually performed deftly,
+rapidly, with the minimum of words, and when their daughter drew near
+them Mr. and Mrs. Day closed their eyes after the fashion of a pair of
+household dogs who expect to be scratched.
+
+One morning she brought up the Captain of the ship to present to them;
+she appeared to have a private and independent acquaintance with this
+officer, and the introduction to her parents had the air of a sudden
+happy thought.  It wasn’t so much an introduction as an exhibition, as if
+she were saying to him: “This is what they look like; see how comfortable
+I make them.  Aren’t they rather queer and rather dear little people?
+But they leave me perfectly free.  Oh I can assure you of that.  Besides,
+you must see it for yourself.”  Mr. and Mrs. Day looked up at the high
+functionary who thus unbent to them with very little change of
+countenance; then looked at each other in the same way.  He saluted, he
+inclined himself a moment; but Pandora shook her head, she seemed to be
+answering for them; she made little gestures as if in explanation to the
+good Captain of some of their peculiarities, as for instance that he
+needn’t expect them to speak.  They closed their eyes at last; she
+appeared to have a kind of mesmeric influence on them, and Miss Day
+walked away with the important friend, who treated her with evident
+consideration, bowing very low, for all his importance, when the two
+presently after separated.  Vogelstein could see she was capable of
+making an impression; and the moral of our little matter is that in spite
+of Mrs. Dangerfield, in spite of the resolutions of his prudence, in
+spite of the limits of such acquaintance as he had momentarily made with
+her, in spite of Mr. and Mrs. Day and the young man in the smoking-room,
+she had fixed his attention.
+
+It was in the course of the evening after the scene with the Captain that
+he joined her, awkwardly, abruptly, irresistibly, on the deck, where she
+was pacing to and fro alone, the hour being auspiciously mild and the
+stars remarkably fine.  There were scattered talkers and smokers and
+couples, unrecognisable, that moved quickly through the gloom.  The
+vessel dipped with long regular pulsations; vague and spectral under the
+low stars, its swaying pinnacles spotted here and there with lights, it
+seemed to rush through the darkness faster than by day.  Count Otto had
+come up to walk, and as the girl brushed past him he distinguished
+Pandora’s face—with Mrs. Dangerfield he always spoke of her as
+Pandora—under the veil worn to protect it from the sea-damp.  He stopped,
+turned, hurried after her, threw away his cigar—then asked her if she
+would do him the honour to accept his arm.  She declined his arm but
+accepted his company, and he allowed her to enjoy it for an hour.  They
+had a great deal of talk, and he was to remember afterwards some of the
+things she had said.  There was now a certainty of the ship’s getting
+into dock the next morning but one, and this prospect afforded an obvious
+topic.  Some of Miss Day’s expressions struck him as singular, but of
+course, as he was aware, his knowledge of English was not nice enough to
+give him a perfect measure.
+
+“I’m not in a hurry to arrive; I’m very happy here,” she said.  “I’m
+afraid I shall have such a time putting my people through.”
+
+“Putting them through?”
+
+“Through the Custom-House.  We’ve made so many purchases.  Well, I’ve
+written to a friend to come down, and perhaps he can help us.  He’s very
+well acquainted with the head.  Once I’m chalked I don’t care.  I feel
+like a kind of blackboard by this time anyway.  We found them awful in
+Germany.”
+
+Count Otto wondered if the friend she had written to were her lover and
+if they had plighted their troth, especially when she alluded to him
+again as “that gentleman who’s coming down.”  He asked her about her
+travels, her impressions, whether she had been long in Europe and what
+she liked best, and she put it to him that they had gone abroad, she and
+her family, for a little fresh experience.  Though he found her very
+intelligent he suspected she gave this as a reason because he was a
+German and she had heard the Germans were rich in culture.  He wondered
+what form of culture Mr. and Mrs. Day had brought back from Italy, Greece
+and Palestine—they had travelled for two years and been
+everywhere—especially when their daughter said: “I wanted father and
+mother to see the best things.  I kept them three hours on the Acropolis.
+I guess they won’t forget that!”  Perhaps it was of Phidias and Pericles
+they were thinking, Vogelstein reflected, as they sat ruminating in their
+rugs.  Pandora remarked also that she wanted to show her little sister
+everything while she was comparatively unformed (“comparatively!” he
+mutely gasped); remarkable sights made so much more impression when the
+mind was fresh: she had read something of that sort somewhere in Goethe.
+She had wanted to come herself when she was her sister’s age; but her
+father was in business then and they couldn’t leave Utica.  The young man
+thought of the little sister frisking over the Parthenon and the Mount of
+Olives and sharing for two years, the years of the school-room, this
+extraordinary pilgrimage of her parents; he wondered whether Goethe’s
+dictum had been justified in this case.  He asked Pandora if Utica were
+the seat of her family, if it were an important or typical place, if it
+would be an interesting city for him, as a stranger, to see.  His
+companion replied frankly that this was a big question, but added that
+all the same she would ask him to “come and visit us at our home” if it
+weren’t that they should probably soon leave it.
+
+“Ah, you’re going to live elsewhere?” Vogelstein asked, as if that fact
+too would be typical.
+
+“Well, I’m working for New York.  I flatter myself I’ve loosened them
+while we’ve been away,” the girl went on.  “They won’t find in Utica the
+same charm; that was my idea.  I want a big place, and of course Utica—!”
+She broke off as before a complex statement.
+
+“I suppose Utica is inferior—?” Vogelstein seemed to see his way to
+suggest.
+
+“Well no, I guess I can’t have you call Utica inferior.  It isn’t
+supreme—that’s what’s the matter with it, and I hate anything middling,”
+said Pandora Day.  She gave a light dry laugh, tossing back her head a
+little as she made this declaration.  And looking at her askance in the
+dusk, as she trod the deck that vaguely swayed, he recognised something
+in her air and port that matched such a pronouncement.
+
+“What’s her social position?” he inquired of Mrs. Dangerfield the next
+day.  “I can’t make it out at all—it’s so contradictory.  She strikes me
+as having much cultivation and much spirit.  Her appearance, too, is very
+neat.  Yet her parents are complete little burghers.  That’s easily
+seen.”
+
+“Oh, social position,” and Mrs. Dangerfield nodded two or three times
+portentously.  “What big expressions you use!  Do you think everybody in
+the world has a social position?  That’s reserved for an infinitely small
+majority of mankind.  You can’t have a social position at Utica any more
+than you can have an opera-box.  Pandora hasn’t got one; where, if you
+please, should she have got it?  Poor girl, it isn’t fair of you to make
+her the subject of such questions as that.”
+
+“Well,” said Vogelstein, “if she’s of the lower class it seems to me
+very—very—”  And he paused a moment, as he often paused in speaking
+English, looking for his word.
+
+“Very what, dear Count?”
+
+“Very significant, very representative.”
+
+“Oh dear, she isn’t of the lower class,” Mrs. Dangerfield returned with
+an irritated sense of wasted wisdom.  She liked to explain her country,
+but that somehow always required two persons.
+
+“What is she then?”
+
+“Well, I’m bound to admit that since I was at home last she’s a novelty.
+A girl like that with such people—it _is_ a new type.”
+
+“I like novelties”—and Count Otto smiled with an air of considerable
+resolution.  He couldn’t however be satisfied with a demonstration that
+only begged the question; and when they disembarked in New York he felt,
+even amid the confusion of the wharf and the heaps of disembowelled
+baggage, a certain acuteness of regret at the idea that Pandora and her
+family were about to vanish into the unknown.  He had a consolation
+however: it was apparent that for some reason or other—illness or absence
+from town—the gentleman to whom she had written had not, as she said,
+come down.  Vogelstein was glad—he couldn’t have told you why—that this
+sympathetic person had failed her; even though without him Pandora had to
+engage single-handed with the United States Custom-House.  Our young
+man’s first impression of the Western world was received on the
+landing-place of the German steamers at Jersey City—a huge wooden shed
+covering a wooden wharf which resounded under the feet, an expanse
+palisaded with rough-hewn piles that leaned this way and that, and
+bestrewn with masses of heterogeneous luggage.  At one end; toward the
+town, was a row of tall painted palings, behind which he could
+distinguish a press of hackney-coachmen, who brandished their whips and
+awaited their victims, while their voices rose, incessant, with a sharp
+strange sound, a challenge at once fierce and familiar.  The whole place,
+behind the fence, appeared to bristle and resound.  Out there was
+America, Count Otto said to himself, and he looked toward it with a sense
+that he should have to muster resolution.  On the wharf people were
+rushing about amid their trunks, pulling their things together, trying to
+unite their scattered parcels.  They were heated and angry, or else quite
+bewildered and discouraged.  The few that had succeeded in collecting
+their battered boxes had an air of flushed indifference to the efforts of
+their neighbours, not even looking at people with whom they had been
+fondly intimate on the steamer.  A detachment of the officers of the
+Customs was in attendance, and energetic passengers were engaged in
+attempts to drag them toward their luggage or to drag heavy pieces toward
+them.  These functionaries were good-natured and taciturn, except when
+occasionally they remarked to a passenger whose open trunk stared up at
+them, eloquent, imploring, that they were afraid the voyage had been
+“rather glassy.”  They had a friendly leisurely speculative way of
+discharging their duty, and if they perceived a victim’s name written on
+the portmanteau they addressed him by it in a tone of old acquaintance.
+Vogelstein found however that if they were familiar they weren’t
+indiscreet.  He had heard that in America all public functionaries were
+the same, that there wasn’t a different _tenue_, as they said in France,
+for different positions, and he wondered whether at Washington the
+President and ministers, whom he expected to see—to _have_ to see—a good
+deal of, would be like that.
+
+He was diverted from these speculations by the sight of Mr. and Mrs. Day
+seated side by side upon a trunk and encompassed apparently by the
+accumulations of their tour.  Their faces expressed more consciousness of
+surrounding objects than he had hitherto recognised, and there was an air
+of placid expansion in the mysterious couple which suggested that this
+consciousness was agreeable.  Mr. and Mrs. Day were, as they would have
+said, real glad to get back.  At a little distance, on the edge of the
+dock, our observer remarked their son, who had found a place where,
+between the sides of two big ships, he could see the ferry-boats pass;
+the large pyramidal low-laden ferry-boats of American waters.  He stood
+there, patient and considering, with his small neat foot on a coil of
+rope, his back to everything that had been disembarked, his neck
+elongated in its polished cylinder, while the fragrance of his big cigar
+mingled with the odour of the rotting piles, and his little sister,
+beside him, hugged a huge post and tried to see how far she could crane
+over the water without falling in.  Vogelstein’s servant was off in
+search of an examiner; Count Otto himself had got his things together and
+was waiting to be released, fully expecting that for a person of his
+importance the ceremony would be brief.
+
+Before it began he said a word to young Mr. Day, raising his hat at the
+same time to the little girl, whom he had not yet greeted and who dodged
+his salute by swinging herself boldly outward to the dangerous side of
+the pier.  She was indeed still unformed, but was evidently as light as a
+feather.
+
+“I see you’re kept waiting like me.  It’s very tiresome,” Count Otto
+said.
+
+The young American answered without looking behind him.  “As soon as
+we’re started we’ll go all right.  My sister has written to a gentleman
+to come down.”
+
+“I’ve looked for Miss Day to bid her good-bye,” Vogelstein went on; “but
+I don’t see her.”
+
+“I guess she has gone to meet that gentleman; he’s a great friend of
+hers.”
+
+“I guess he’s her lover!” the little girl broke out.  “She was always
+writing to him in Europe.”
+
+Her brother puffed his cigar in silence a moment.  “That was only for
+this.  I’ll tell on you, sis,” he presently added.
+
+But the younger Miss Day gave no heed to his menace; she addressed
+herself only, though with all freedom, to Vogelstein.  “This is New York;
+I like it better than Utica.”
+
+He had no time to reply, for his servant had arrived with one of the
+dispensers of fortune; but as he turned away he wondered, in the light of
+the child’s preference, about the towns of the interior.  He was
+naturally exempt from the common doom.  The officer who took him in hand,
+and who had a large straw hat and a diamond breastpin, was quite a man of
+the world, and in reply to the Count’s formal declarations only said,
+“Well, I guess it’s all right; I guess I’ll just pass you,” distributing
+chalk-marks as if they had been so many love-pats.  The servant had done
+some superfluous unlocking and unbuckling, and while he closed the pieces
+the officer stood there wiping his forehead and conversing with
+Vogelstein.  “First visit to our country, sir?—quite alone—no ladies?  Of
+course the ladies are what we’re most after.”  It was in this manner he
+expressed himself, while the young diplomatist wondered what he was
+waiting for and whether he ought to slip something into his palm.  But
+this representative of order left our friend only a moment in suspense;
+he presently turned away with the remark quite paternally uttered, that
+he hoped the Count would make quite a stay; upon which the young man saw
+how wrong he should have been to offer a tip.  It was simply the American
+manner, which had a finish of its own after all.  Vogelstein’s servant
+had secured a porter with a truck, and he was about to leave the place
+when he saw Pandora Day dart out of the crowd and address herself with
+much eagerness to the functionary who had just liberated him.  She had an
+open letter in her hand which she gave him to read and over which he cast
+his eyes, thoughtfully stroking his beard.  Then she led him away to
+where her parents sat on their luggage.  Count Otto sent off his servant
+with the porter and followed Pandora, to whom he really wished to address
+a word of farewell.  The last thing they had said to each other on the
+ship was that they should meet again on shore.  It seemed improbable
+however that the meeting would occur anywhere but just here on the dock;
+inasmuch as Pandora was decidedly not in society, where Vogelstein would
+be of course, and as, if Utica—he had her sharp little sister’s word for
+it—was worse than what was about him there, he’d be hanged if he’d go to
+Utica.  He overtook Pandora quickly; she was in the act of introducing
+the representative of order to her parents, quite in the same manner in
+which she had introduced the Captain of the ship.  Mr. and Mrs. Day got
+up and shook hands with him and they evidently all prepared to have a
+little talk.  “I should like to introduce you to my brother and sister,”
+he heard the girl say, and he saw her look about for these appendages.
+He caught her eye as she did so, and advanced with his hand outstretched,
+reflecting the while that evidently the Americans, whom he had always
+heard described as silent and practical, rejoiced to extravagance in the
+social graces.  They dawdled and chattered like so many Neapolitans.
+
+“Good-bye, Count Vogelstein,” said Pandora, who was a little flushed with
+her various exertions but didn’t look the worse for it.  “I hope you’ll
+have a splendid time and appreciate our country.”
+
+“I hope you’ll get through all right,” Vogelstein answered, smiling and
+feeling himself already more idiomatic.
+
+“That gentleman’s sick that I wrote to,” she rejoined; “isn’t it too bad?
+But he sent me down a letter to a friend of his—one of the examiners—and
+I guess we won’t have any trouble.  Mr. Lansing, let me make you
+acquainted with Count Vogelstein,” she went on, presenting to her
+fellow-passenger the wearer of the straw hat and the breastpin, who shook
+hands with the young German as if he had never seen him before.
+Vogelstein’s heart rose for an instant to his throat; he thanked his
+stars he hadn’t offered a tip to the friend of a gentleman who had often
+been mentioned to him and who had also been described by a member of
+Pandora’s family as Pandora’s lover.
+
+“It’s a case of ladies this time,” Mr. Lansing remarked to him with a
+smile which seemed to confess surreptitiously, and as if neither party
+could be eager, to recognition.
+
+“Well, Mr. Bellamy says you’ll do anything for _him_,” Pandora said,
+smiling very sweetly at Mr. Lansing.  “We haven’t got much; we’ve been
+gone only two years.”
+
+Mr. Lansing scratched his head a little behind, with a movement that sent
+his straw hat forward in the direction of his nose.  “I don’t know as I’d
+do anything for him that I wouldn’t do for you,” he responded with an
+equal geniality.  “I guess you’d better open that one”—and he gave a
+little affectionate kick to one of the trunks.
+
+“Oh mother, isn’t he lovely?  It’s only your sea-things,” Pandora cried,
+stooping over the coffer with the key in her hand.
+
+“I don’t know as I like showing them,” Mrs. Day modestly murmured.
+
+Vogelstein made his German salutation to the company in general, and to
+Pandora he offered an audible good-bye, which she returned in a bright
+friendly voice, but without looking round as she fumbled at the lock of
+her trunk.
+
+“We’ll try another, if you like,” said Mr. Lansing good-humouredly.
+
+“Oh no it has got to be this one!  Good-bye, Count Vogelstein.  I hope
+you’ll judge us correctly!”
+
+The young man went his way and passed the barrier of the dock.  Here he
+was met by his English valet with a face of consternation which led him
+to ask if a cab weren’t forthcoming.
+
+“They call ’em ’acks ’ere, sir,” said the man, “and they’re beyond
+everything.  He wants thirty shillings to take you to the inn.”
+
+Vogelstein hesitated a moment.  “Couldn’t you find a German?”
+
+“By the way he talks he _is_ a German!” said the man; and in a moment
+Count Otto began his career in America by discussing the tariff of
+hackney-coaches in the language of the fatherland.
+
+
+
+
+II
+
+
+HE went wherever he was asked, on principle, partly to study American
+society and partly because in Washington pastimes seemed to him not so
+numerous that one could afford to neglect occasions.  At the end of two
+winters he had naturally had a good many of various kinds—his study of
+American society had yielded considerable fruit.  When, however, in
+April, during the second year of his residence, he presented himself at a
+large party given by Mrs. Bonnycastle and of which it was believed that
+it would be the last serious affair of the season, his being there (and
+still more his looking very fresh and talkative) was not the consequence
+of a rule of conduct.  He went to Mrs. Bonnycastle’s simply because he
+liked the lady, whose receptions were the pleasantest in Washington, and
+because if he didn’t go there he didn’t know what he should do; that
+absence of alternatives having become familiar to him by the waters of
+the Potomac.  There were a great many things he did because if he didn’t
+do them he didn’t know what he should do.  It must be added that in this
+case even if there had been an alternative he would still have decided to
+go to Mrs. Bonnycastle’s.  If her house wasn’t the pleasantest there it
+was at least difficult to say which was pleasanter; and the complaint
+sometimes made of it that it was too limited, that it left out, on the
+whole, more people than it took in, applied with much less force when it
+was thrown open for a general party.  Toward the end of the social year,
+in those soft scented days of the Washington spring when the air began to
+show a southern glow and the Squares and Circles (to which the wide empty
+avenues converged according to a plan so ingenious, yet so bewildering)
+to flush with pink blossom and to make one wish to sit on benches—under
+this magic of expansion and condonation Mrs. Bonnycastle, who during the
+winter had been a good deal on the defensive, relaxed her vigilance a
+little, became whimsically wilful, vernally reckless, as it were, and
+ceased to calculate the consequences of an hospitality which a reference
+to the back files or even to the morning’s issue of the newspapers might
+easily prove a mistake.  But Washington life, to Count Otto’s
+apprehension, was paved with mistakes; he felt himself in a society
+founded on fundamental fallacies and triumphant blunders.  Little
+addicted as he was to the sportive view of existence, he had said to
+himself at an early stage of his sojourn that the only way to enjoy the
+great Republic would be to burn one’s standards and warm one’s self at
+the blaze.  Such were the reflexions of a theoretic Teuton who now walked
+for the most part amid the ashes of his prejudices.
+
+Mrs. Bonnycastle had endeavoured more than once to explain to him the
+principles on which she received certain people and ignored certain
+others; but it was with difficulty that he entered into her
+discriminations.  American promiscuity, goodness knew, had been strange
+to him, but it was nothing to the queerness of American criticism.  This
+lady would discourse to him _à perte de vue_ on differences where he only
+saw resemblances, and both the merits and the defects of a good many
+members of Washington society, as this society was interpreted to him by
+Mrs. Bonnycastle, he was often at a loss to understand.  Fortunately she
+had a fund of good humour which, as I have intimated, was apt to come
+uppermost with the April blossoms and which made the people she didn’t
+invite to her house almost as amusing to her as those she did.  Her
+husband was not in politics, though politics were much in him; but the
+couple had taken upon themselves the responsibilities of an active
+patriotism; they thought it right to live in America, differing therein
+from many of their acquaintances who only, with some grimness, thought it
+inevitable.  They had that burdensome heritage of foreign reminiscence
+with which so many Americans were saddled; but they carried it more
+easily than most of their country-people, and one knew they had lived in
+Europe only by their present exultation, never in the least by their
+regrets.  Their regrets, that is, were only for their ever having lived
+there, as Mrs. Bonnycastle once told the wife of a foreign minister.
+They solved all their problems successfully, including those of knowing
+none of the people they didn’t wish to, and of finding plenty of
+occupation in a society supposed to be meagrely provided with resources
+for that body which Vogelstein was to hear invoked, again and again, with
+the mixture of desire and of deprecation that might have attended the
+mention of a secret vice, under the name of a leisure-class.  When as the
+warm weather approached they opened both the wings of their house-door,
+it was because they thought it would entertain them and not because they
+were conscious of a pressure.  Alfred Bonnycastle all winter indeed
+chafed a little at the definiteness of some of his wife’s reserves; it
+struck him that for Washington their society was really a little too
+good.  Vogelstein still remembered the puzzled feeling—it had cleared up
+somewhat now—with which, more than a year before, he had heard Mr.
+Bonnycastle exclaim one evening, after a dinner in his own house, when
+every guest but the German secretary (who often sat late with the pair)
+had departed: “Hang it, there’s only a month left; let us be vulgar and
+have some fun—let us invite the President.”
+
+This was Mrs. Bonnycastle’s carnival, and on the occasion to which I
+began my chapter by referring the President had not only been invited but
+had signified his intention of being present.  I hasten to add that this
+was not the same august ruler to whom Alfred Bonnycastle’s irreverent
+allusion had been made.  The White House had received a new tenant—the
+old one was then just leaving it—and Count Otto had had the advantage,
+during the first eighteen months of his stay in America, of seeing an
+electoral campaign, a presidential inauguration and a distribution of
+spoils.  He had been bewildered during those first weeks by finding that
+at the national capital in the houses he supposed to be the best, the
+head of the State was not a coveted guest; for this could be the only
+explanation of Mr. Bonnycastle’s whimsical suggestion of their inviting
+him, as it were, in carnival.  His successor went out a good deal for a
+President.
+
+The legislative session was over, but this made little difference in the
+aspect of Mrs. Bonnycastle’s rooms, which even at the height of the
+congressional season could scarce be said to overflow with the
+representatives of the people.  They were garnished with an occasional
+Senator, whose movements and utterances often appeared to be regarded
+with a mixture of alarm and indulgence, as if they would be disappointing
+if they weren’t rather odd and yet might be dangerous if not carefully
+watched.  Our young man had come to entertain a kindness for these
+conscript fathers of invisible families, who had something of the toga in
+the voluminous folds of their conversation, but were otherwise rather
+bare and bald, with stony wrinkles in their faces, like busts and statues
+of ancient law-givers.  There seemed to him something chill and exposed
+in their being at once so exalted and so naked; there were frequent
+lonesome glances in their eyes, as if in the social world their
+legislative consciousness longed for the warmth of a few comfortable laws
+ready-made.  Members of the House were very rare, and when Washington was
+new to the inquiring secretary he used sometimes to mistake them, in the
+halls and on the staircases where he met them, for the functionaries
+engaged, under stress, to usher in guests and wait at supper.  It was
+only a little later that he perceived these latter public characters
+almost always to be impressive and of that rich racial hue which of
+itself served as a livery.  At present, however, such confounding figures
+were much less to be met than during the months of winter, and indeed
+they were never frequent at Mrs. Bonnycastle’s.  At present the social
+vistas of Washington, like the vast fresh flatness of the lettered and
+numbered streets, which at this season seemed to Vogelstein more spacious
+and vague than ever, suggested but a paucity of political phenomena.
+Count Otto that evening knew every one or almost every one.  There were
+often inquiring strangers, expecting great things, from New York and
+Boston, and to them, in the friendly Washington way, the young German was
+promptly introduced.  It was a society in which familiarity reigned and
+in which people were liable to meet three times a day, so that their
+ultimate essence really became a matter of importance.
+
+“I’ve got three new girls,” Mrs. Bonnycastle said.  “You must talk to
+them all.”
+
+“All at once?” Vogelstein asked, reversing in fancy a position not at all
+unknown to him.  He had so repeatedly heard himself addressed in even
+more than triple simultaneity.
+
+“Oh no; you must have something different for each; you can’t get off
+that way.  Haven’t you discovered that the American girl expects
+something especially adapted to herself?  It’s very well for Europe to
+have a few phrases that will do for any girl.  The American girl isn’t
+_any_ girl; she’s a remarkable specimen in a remarkable species.  But you
+must keep the best this evening for Miss Day.”
+
+“For Miss Day!”—and Vogelstein had a stare of intelligence.  “Do you mean
+for Pandora?”
+
+Mrs. Bonnycastle broke on her side into free amusement.  “One would think
+you had been looking for her over the globe!  So you know her already—and
+you call her by her pet name?”
+
+“Oh no, I don’t know her; that is I haven’t seen her or thought of her
+from that day to this.  We came to America in the same ship.”
+
+“Isn’t she an American then?”
+
+“Oh yes; she lives at Utica—in the interior.”
+
+“In the interior of Utica?  You can’t mean my young woman then, who lives
+in New York, where she’s a great beauty and a great belle and has been
+immensely admired this winter.”
+
+“After all,” said Count Otto, considering and a little disappointed, “the
+name’s not so uncommon; it’s perhaps another.  But has she rather strange
+eyes, a little yellow, but very pretty, and a nose a little arched?”
+
+“I can’t tell you all that; I haven’t seen her.  She’s staying with Mrs.
+Steuben.  She only came a day or two ago, and Mrs. Steuben’s to bring
+her.  When she wrote to me to ask leave she told me what I tell you.
+They haven’t come yet.”
+
+Vogelstein felt a quick hope that the subject of this correspondence
+might indeed be the young lady he had parted from on the dock at New
+York, but the indications seemed to point another way, and he had no wish
+to cherish an illusion.  It didn’t seem to him probable that the
+energetic girl who had introduced him to Mr. Lansing would have the
+entrée of the best house in Washington; besides, Mrs. Bonnycastle’s guest
+was described as a beauty and belonging to the brilliant city.
+
+“What’s the social position of Mrs. Steuben?” it occurred to him to ask
+while he meditated.  He had an earnest artless literal way of putting
+such a question as that; you could see from it that he was very thorough.
+
+Mrs. Bonnycastle met it, however, but, with mocking laughter.  “I’m sure
+I don’t know!  What’s your own?”—and she left him to turn to her other
+guests, to several of whom she repeated his question.  Could they tell
+her what was the social position of Mrs. Steuben?  There was Count
+Vogelstein who wanted to know.  He instantly became aware of course that
+he oughtn’t so to have expressed himself.  Wasn’t the lady’s place in the
+scale sufficiently indicated by Mrs. Bonnycastle’s acquaintance with her?
+Still there were fine degrees, and he felt a little unduly snubbed.  It
+was perfectly true, as he told his hostess, that with the quick wave of
+new impressions that had rolled over him after his arrival in America the
+image of Pandora was almost completely effaced; he had seen innumerable
+things that were quite as remarkable in their way as the heroine of the
+_Donau_, but at the touch of the idea that he might see her and hear her
+again at any moment she became as vivid in his mind as if they had parted
+the day before: he remembered the exact shade of the eyes he had
+described to Mrs. Bonnycastle as yellow, the tone of her voice when at
+the last she expressed the hope he might judge America correctly.  _Had_
+he judged America correctly?  If he were to meet her again she doubtless
+would try to ascertain.  It would be going much too far to say that the
+idea of such an ordeal was terrible to Count Otto; but it may at least be
+said that the thought of meeting Pandora Day made him nervous.  The fact
+is certainly singular, but I shall not take on myself to explain it;
+there are some things that even the most philosophic historian isn’t
+bound to account for.
+
+He wandered into another room, and there, at the end of five minutes, he
+was introduced by Mrs. Bonnycastle to one of the young ladies of whom she
+had spoken.  This was a very intelligent girl who came from Boston and
+showed much acquaintance with Spielhagen’s novels.  “Do you like them?”
+Vogelstein asked rather vaguely, not taking much interest in the matter,
+as he read works of fiction only in case of a sea-voyage.  The young lady
+from Boston looked pensive and concentrated; then she answered that she
+liked _some_ of them _very_ much, but that there were others she didn’t
+like—and she enumerated the works that came under each of these heads.
+Spielhagen is a voluminous writer, and such a catalogue took some time;
+at the end of it moreover Vogelstein’s question was not answered, for he
+couldn’t have told us whether she liked Spielhagen or not.
+
+On the next topic, however, there was no doubt about her feelings.  They
+talked about Washington as people talk only in the place itself,
+revolving about the subject in widening and narrowing circles, perching
+successively on its many branches, considering it from every point of
+view.  Our young man had been long enough in America to discover that
+after half a century of social neglect Washington had become the fashion
+and enjoyed the great advantage of being a new resource in conversation.
+This was especially the case in the months of spring, when the
+inhabitants of the commercial cities came so far southward to escape,
+after the long winter, that final affront.  They were all agreed that
+Washington was fascinating, and none of them were better prepared to talk
+it over than the Bostonians.  Vogelstein originally had been rather out
+of step with them; he hadn’t seized their point of view, hadn’t known
+with what they compared this object of their infatuation.  But now he
+knew everything; he had settled down to the pace; there wasn’t a possible
+phase of the discussion that could find him at a loss.  There was a kind
+of Hegelian element in it; in the light of these considerations the
+American capital took on the semblance of a monstrous mystical infinite
+_Werden_.  But they fatigued Vogelstein a little, and it was his
+preference, as a general thing, not to engage the same evening with more
+than one newcomer, one visitor in the freshness of initiation.  This was
+why Mrs. Bonnycastle’s expression of a wish to introduce him to three
+young ladies had startled him a little; he saw a certain process, in
+which he flattered himself that he had become proficient, but which was
+after all tolerably exhausting, repeated for each of the damsels.  After
+separating from his judicious Bostonian he rather evaded Mrs.
+Bonnycastle, contenting himself with the conversation of old friends,
+pitched for the most part in a lower and easier key.
+
+At last he heard it mentioned that the President had arrived, had been
+some half-hour in the house, and he went in search of the illustrious
+guest, whose whereabouts at Washington parties was never indicated by a
+cluster of courtiers.  He made it a point, whenever he found himself in
+company with the President, to pay him his respects, and he had not been
+discouraged by the fact that there was no association of ideas in the eye
+of the great man as he put out his hand presidentially and said, “Happy
+to meet you, sir.”  Count Otto felt himself taken for a mere loyal
+subject, possibly for an office-seeker; and he used to reflect at such
+moments that the monarchical form had its merits it provided a line of
+heredity for the faculty of quick recognition.  He had now some
+difficulty in finding the chief magistrate, and ended by learning that he
+was in the tea-room, a small apartment devoted to light refection near
+the entrance of the house.  Here our young man presently perceived him
+seated on a sofa and in conversation with a lady.  There were a number of
+people about the table, eating, drinking, talking; and the couple on the
+sofa, which was not near it but against the wall, in a shallow recess,
+looked a little withdrawn, as if they had sought seclusion and were
+disposed to profit by the diverted attention of the others.  The
+President leaned back; his gloved hands, resting on either knee, made
+large white spots.  He looked eminent, but he looked relaxed, and the
+lady beside him ministered freely and without scruple, it was clear, to
+this effect of his comfortably unbending.  Vogelstein caught her voice as
+he approached.  He heard her say “Well now, remember; I consider it a
+promise.”  She was beautifully dressed, in rose-colour; her hands were
+clasped in her lap and her eyes attached to the presidential profile.
+
+“Well, madam, in that case it’s about the fiftieth promise I’ve given
+to-day.”
+
+It was just as he heard these words, uttered by her companion in reply,
+that Count Otto checked himself, turned away and pretended to be looking
+for a cup of tea.  It wasn’t usual to disturb the President, even simply
+to shake hands, when he was sitting on a sofa with a lady, and the young
+secretary felt it in this case less possible than ever to break the rule,
+for the lady on the sofa was none other than Pandora Day.  He had
+recognised her without her appearing to see him, and even with half an
+eye, as they said, had taken in that she was now a person to be reckoned
+with.  She had an air of elation, of success; she shone, to intensity, in
+her rose-coloured dress; she was extracting promises from the ruler of
+fifty millions of people.  What an odd place to meet her, her old
+shipmate thought, and how little one could tell, after all, in America,
+who people were!  He didn’t want to speak to her yet; he wanted to wait a
+little and learn more; but meanwhile there was something attractive in
+the fact that she was just behind him, a few yards off, that if he should
+turn he might see her again.  It was she Mrs. Bonnycastle had meant, it
+was she who was so much admired in New York.  Her face was the same, yet
+he had made out in a moment that she was vaguely prettier; he had
+recognised the arch of her nose, which suggested a fine ambition.  He
+took some tea, which he hadn’t desired, in order not to go away.  He
+remembered her _entourage_ on the steamer; her father and mother, the
+silent senseless burghers, so little “of the world,” her infant sister,
+so much of it, her humorous brother with his tall hat and his influence
+in the smoking-room.  He remembered Mrs. Dangerfield’s warnings—yet her
+perplexities too—and the letter from Mr. Bellamy, and the introduction to
+Mr. Lansing, and the way Pandora had stooped down on the dirty dock,
+laughing and talking, mistress of the situation, to open her trunk for
+the Customs.  He was pretty sure she had paid no duties that day; this
+would naturally have been the purpose of Mr. Bellamy’s letter.  Was she
+still in correspondence with that gentleman, and had he got over the
+sickness interfering with their reunion?  These images and these
+questions coursed through Count Otto’s mind, and he saw it must be quite
+in Pandora’s line to be mistress of the situation, for there was
+evidently nothing on the present occasion that could call itself her
+master.  He drank his tea and as; he put down his cup heard the
+President, behind him, say: “Well, I guess my wife will wonder why I
+don’t come home.”
+
+“Why didn’t you bring her with you?” Pandora benevolently asked.
+
+“Well, she doesn’t go out much.  Then she has got her sister staying with
+her—Mrs. Runkle, from Natchez.  She’s a good deal of an invalid, and my
+wife doesn’t like to leave her.”
+
+“She must be a very kind woman”—and there was a high mature competence in
+the way the girl sounded the note of approval.
+
+“Well, I guess she isn’t spoiled—yet.”
+
+“I should like very much to come and see her,” said Pandora.
+
+“Do come round.  Couldn’t you come some night?” the great man responded.
+
+“Well, I’ll come some time.  And I shall remind you of your promise.”
+
+“All right.  There’s nothing like keeping it up.  Well,” said the
+President, “I must bid good-bye to these bright folks.”
+
+Vogelstein heard him rise from the sofa with his companion; after which
+he gave the pair time to pass out of the room before him.  They did it
+with a certain impressive deliberation, people making way for the ruler
+of fifty millions and looking with a certain curiosity at the striking
+pink person at his side.  When a little later he followed them across the
+hall, into one of the other rooms, he saw the host and hostess accompany
+the President to the door and two foreign ministers and a judge of the
+Supreme Court address themselves to Pandora Day.  He resisted the impulse
+to join this circle: if he should speak to her at all he would somehow
+wish it to be in more privacy.  She continued nevertheless to occupy him,
+and when Mrs. Bonnycastle came back from the hall he immediately
+approached her with an appeal.  “I wish you’d tell me something more
+about that girl—that one opposite and in pink.”
+
+“The lovely Day—that’s what they call her, I believe?  I wanted you to
+talk with her.”
+
+“I find she is the one I’ve met.  But she seems to be so different here.
+I can’t make it out,” said Count Otto.
+
+There was something in his expression that again moved Mrs. Bonnycastle
+to mirth.  “How we do puzzle you Europeans!  You look quite bewildered.”
+
+“I’m sorry I look so—I try to hide it.  But of course we’re very simple.
+Let me ask then a simple earnest childlike question.  Are her parents
+also in society?”
+
+“Parents in society?  D’où tombez-vous?  Did you ever hear of the parents
+of a triumphant girl in rose-colour, with a nose all her own, in
+society?”
+
+“Is she then all alone?” he went on with a strain of melancholy in his
+voice.
+
+Mrs. Bonnycastle launched at him all her laughter.
+
+“You’re too pathetic.  Don’t you know what she is?  I supposed of course
+you knew.”
+
+“It’s exactly what I’m asking you.”
+
+“Why she’s the new type.  It has only come up lately.  They have had
+articles about it in the papers.  That’s the reason I told Mrs. Steuben
+to bring her.”
+
+“The new type?  _What_ new type, Mrs. Bonnycastle?” he returned
+pleadingly—so conscious was he that all types in America were new.
+
+Her laughter checked her reply a moment, and by the time she had
+recovered herself the young lady from Boston, with whom Vogelstein had
+been talking, stood there to take leave.  This, for an American type, was
+an old one, he was sure; and the process of parting between the guest and
+her hostess had an ancient elaboration.  Count Otto waited a little; then
+he turned away and walked up to Pandora Day, whose group of interlocutors
+had now been re-enforced by a gentleman who had held an important place
+in the cabinet of the late occupant of the presidential chair.  He had
+asked Mrs. Bonnycastle if she were “all alone”; but there was nothing in
+her present situation to show her for solitary.  She wasn’t sufficiently
+alone for our friend’s taste; but he was impatient and he hoped she’d
+give him a few words to himself.  She recognised him without a moment’s
+hesitation and with the sweetest smile, a smile matching to a shade the
+tone in which she said: “I was watching you.  I wondered if you weren’t
+going to speak to me.”
+
+“Miss Day was watching him!” one of the foreign ministers exclaimed; “and
+we flattered ourselves that her attention was all with us.”
+
+“I mean before,” said the girl, “while I was talking with the President.”
+
+At which the gentlemen began to laugh, one of them remarking that this
+was the way the absent were sacrificed, even the great; while another put
+on record that he hoped Vogelstein was duly flattered.
+
+“Oh I was watching the President too,” said Pandora.  “I’ve got to watch
+_him_.  He has promised me something.”
+
+“It must be the mission to England,” the judge of the Supreme Court
+suggested.  “A good position for a lady; they’ve got a lady at the head
+over there.”
+
+“I wish they would send you to my country,” one of the foreign ministers
+suggested.  “I’d immediately get recalled.”
+
+“Why perhaps in your country I wouldn’t speak to you!  It’s only because
+you’re here,” the ex-heroine of the _Donau_ returned with a gay
+familiarity which evidently ranked with her but as one of the arts of
+defence.  “You’ll see what mission it is when it comes out.  But I’ll
+speak to Count Vogelstein anywhere,” she went on.  “He’s an older friend
+than any right here.  I’ve known him in difficult days.”
+
+“Oh yes, on the great ocean,” the young man smiled.  “On the watery
+waste, in the tempest!”
+
+“Oh I don’t mean that so much; we had a beautiful voyage and there wasn’t
+any tempest.  I mean when I was living in Utica.  That’s a watery waste
+if you like, and a tempest there would have been a pleasant variety.”
+
+“Your parents seemed to me so peaceful!” her associate in the other
+memories sighed with a vague wish to say something sympathetic.
+
+“Oh you haven’t seen them ashore!  At Utica they were very lively.  But
+that’s no longer our natural home.  Don’t you remember I told you I was
+working for New York?  Well, I worked—I had to work hard.  But we’ve
+moved.”
+
+Count Otto clung to his interest.  “And I hope they’re happy.”
+
+“My father and mother?  Oh they will be, in time.  I must give them time.
+They’re very young yet, they’ve years before them.  And you’ve been
+always in Washington?” Pandora continued.  “I suppose you’ve found out
+everything about everything.”
+
+“Oh no—there are some things I _can’t_ find out.”
+
+“Come and see me and perhaps I can help you.  I’m very different from
+what I was in that phase.  I’ve advanced a great deal since then.”
+
+“Oh how was Miss Day in that phase?” asked a cabinet minister of the last
+administration.
+
+“She was delightful of course,” Count Otto said.
+
+“He’s very flattering; I didn’t open my mouth!” Pandora cried.  “Here
+comes Mrs. Steuben to take me to some other place.  I believe it’s a
+literary party near the Capitol.  Everything seems so separate in
+Washington.  Mrs. Steuben’s going to read a poem.  I wish she’d read it
+here; wouldn’t it do as well?”
+
+This lady, arriving, signified to her young friend the necessity of their
+moving on.  But Miss Day’s companions had various things to say to her
+before giving her up.  She had a vivid answer for each, and it was
+brought home to Vogelstein while he listened that this would be indeed,
+in her development, as she said, another phase.  Daughter of small
+burghers as she might be she was really brilliant.  He turned away a
+little and while Mrs. Steuben waited put her a question.  He had made her
+half an hour before the subject of that inquiry to which Mrs. Bonnycastle
+returned so ambiguous an answer; but this wasn’t because he failed of all
+direct acquaintance with the amiable woman or of any general idea of the
+esteem in which she was held.  He had met her in various places and had
+been at her house.  She was the widow of a commodore, was a handsome mild
+soft swaying person, whom every one liked, with glossy bands of black
+hair and a little ringlet depending behind each ear.  Some one had said
+that she looked like the _vieux jeu_, idea of the queen in _Hamlet_.  She
+had written verses which were admired in the South, wore a full-length
+portrait of the commodore on her bosom and spoke with the accent of
+Savannah.  She had about her a positive strong odour of Washington.  It
+had certainly been very superfluous in our young man to question Mrs.
+Bonnycastle about her social position.
+
+“Do kindly tell me,” he said, lowering his voice, “what’s the type to
+which that young lady belongs?  Mrs. Bonnycastle tells me it’s a new
+one.”
+
+Mrs. Steuben for a moment fixed her liquid eyes on the secretary of
+legation.  She always seemed to be translating the prose of your speech
+into the finer rhythms with which her own mind was familiar.  “Do you
+think anything’s really new?” she then began to flute.  “I’m very fond of
+the old; you know that’s a weakness of we Southerners.”  The poor lady,
+it will be observed, had another weakness as well.  “What we often take
+to be the new is simply the old under some novel form.  Were there not
+remarkable natures in the past?  If you doubt it you should visit the
+South, where the past still lingers.”
+
+Vogelstein had been struck before this with Mrs. Steuben’s pronunciation
+of the word by which her native latitudes were designated; transcribing
+it from her lips you would have written it (as the nearest approach) the
+Sooth.  But at present he scarce heeded this peculiarity; he was
+wondering rather how a woman could be at once so copious and so
+uninforming.  What did he care about the past or even about the Sooth?
+He was afraid of starting her again.  He looked at her, discouraged and
+helpless, as bewildered almost as Mrs. Bonnycastle had found him half an
+hour before; looked also at the commodore, who, on her bosom, seemed to
+breathe again with his widow’s respirations.  “Call it an old type then
+if you like,” he said in a moment.  “All I want to know is what type it
+_is_!  It seems impossible,” he gasped, “to find out.”
+
+“You can find out in the newspapers.  They’ve had articles about it.
+They write about everything now.  But it isn’t true about Miss Day.  It’s
+one of the first families.  Her great-grandfather was in the Revolution.”
+Pandora by this time had given her attention again to Mrs. Steuben.  She
+seemed to signify that she was ready to move on.  “Wasn’t your
+great-grandfather in the Revolution?” the elder lady asked.  “I’m telling
+Count Vogelstein about him.”
+
+“Why are you asking about my ancestors?” the girl demanded of the young
+German with untempered brightness.  “Is that the thing you said just now
+that you can’t find out?  Well, if Mrs. Steuben will only be quiet you
+never will.”
+
+Mrs. Steuben shook her head rather dreamily.  “Well, it’s no trouble for
+we of the Sooth to be quiet.  There’s a kind of languor in our blood.
+Besides, we have to be to-day.  But I’ve got to show some energy
+to-night.  I’ve got to get you to the end of Pennsylvania Avenue.”
+
+Pandora gave her hand to Count Otto and asked him if he thought they
+should meet again.  He answered that in Washington people were always
+meeting again and that at any rate he shouldn’t fail to wait upon her.
+Hereupon, just as the two ladies were detaching themselves, Mrs. Steuben
+remarked that if the Count and Miss Day wished to meet again the picnic
+would be a good chance—the picnic she was getting up for the following
+Thursday.  It was to consist of about twenty bright people, and they’d go
+down the Potomac to Mount Vernon.  The Count answered that if Mrs.
+Steuben thought him bright enough he should be delighted to join the
+party; and he was told the hour for which the tryst was taken.
+
+He remained at Mrs. Bonnycastle’s after every one had gone, and then he
+informed this lady of his reason for waiting.  Would she have mercy on
+him and let him know, in a single word, before he went to rest—for
+without it rest would be impossible—what was this famous type to which
+Pandora Day belonged?
+
+“Gracious, you don’t mean to say you’ve not found out that type yet!”
+Mrs. Bonnycastle exclaimed with a return of her hilarity.  “What have you
+been doing all the evening?  You Germans may be thorough, but you
+certainly are not quick!”
+
+It was Alfred Bonnycastle who at last took pity on him.  “My dear
+Vogelstein, she’s the latest freshest fruit of our great American
+evolution.  She’s the self-made girl!”
+
+Count Otto gazed a moment.  “The fruit of the great American Revolution?
+Yes, Mrs. Steuben told me her great-grandfather—” but the rest of his
+sentence was lost in a renewed explosion of Mrs. Bonnycastle’s sense of
+the ridiculous.  He bravely pushed his advantage, such as it was,
+however, and, desiring his host’s definition to be defined, inquired what
+the self-made girl might be.
+
+“Sit down and we’ll tell you all about it,” Mrs. Bonnycastle said.  “I
+like talking this way, after a party’s over.  You can smoke if you like,
+and Alfred will open another window.  Well, to begin with, the self-made
+girl’s a new feature.  That, however, you know.  In the second place she
+isn’t self-made at all.  We all help to make her—we take such an interest
+in her.”
+
+“That’s only after she’s made!” Alfred Bonnycastle broke in.  “But it’s
+Vogelstein that takes an interest.  What on earth has started you up so
+on the subject of Miss Day?”
+
+The visitor explained as well as he could that it was merely the accident
+of his having crossed the ocean in the steamer with her; but he felt the
+inadequacy of this account of the matter, felt it more than his hosts,
+who could know neither how little actual contact he had had with her on
+the ship, how much he had been affected by Mrs. Dangerfield’s warnings,
+nor how much observation at the same time he had lavished on her.  He sat
+there half an hour, and the warm dead stillness of the Washington
+night—nowhere are the nights so silent—came in at the open window,
+mingled with a soft sweet earthy smell, the smell of growing things and
+in particular, as he thought, of Mrs. Steuben’s Sooth.  Before he went
+away he had heard all about the self-made girl, and there was something
+in the picture that strongly impressed him.  She was possible doubtless
+only in America; American life had smoothed the way for her.  She was not
+fast, nor emancipated, nor crude, nor loud, and there wasn’t in her, of
+necessity at least, a grain of the stuff of which the adventuress is
+made.  She was simply very successful, and her success was entirely
+personal.  She hadn’t been born with the silver spoon of social
+opportunity; she had grasped it by honest exertion.  You knew her by many
+different signs, but chiefly, infallibly, by the appearance of her
+parents.  It was her parents who told her story; you always saw how
+little her parents could have made her.  Her attitude with regard to them
+might vary in different ways.  As the great fact on her own side was that
+she had lifted herself from a lower social plane, done it all herself,
+and done it by the simple lever of her personality, it was naturally to
+be expected that she would leave the authors of her mere material being
+in the shade.  Sometimes she had them in her wake, lost in the bubbles
+and the foam that showed where she had passed; sometimes, as Alfred
+Bonnycastle said, she let them slide altogether; sometimes she kept them
+in close confinement, resorting to them under cover of night and with
+every precaution; sometimes she exhibited them to the public in discreet
+glimpses, in prearranged attitudes.  But the general characteristic of
+the self-made girl was that, though it was frequently understood that she
+was privately devoted to her kindred, she never attempted to impose them
+on society, and it was striking that, though in some of her
+manifestations a bore, she was at her worst less of a bore than they.
+They were almost always solemn and portentous, and they were for the most
+part of a deathly respectability.  She wasn’t necessarily snobbish,
+unless it was snobbish to want the best.  She didn’t cringe, she didn’t
+make herself smaller than she was; she took on the contrary a stand of
+her own and attracted things to herself.  Naturally she was possible only
+in America—only in a country where whole ranges of competition and
+comparison were absent.  The natural history of this interesting creature
+was at last completely laid bare to the earnest stranger, who, as he sat
+there in the animated stillness, with the fragrant breath of the Western
+world in his nostrils, was convinced of what he had already suspected,
+that conversation in the great Republic was more yearningly, not to say
+gropingly, psychological than elsewhere.  Another thing, as he learned,
+that you knew the self-made girl by was her culture, which was perhaps a
+little too restless and obvious.  She had usually got into society more
+or less by reading, and her conversation was apt to be garnished with
+literary allusions, even with familiar quotations.  Vogelstein hadn’t had
+time to observe this element as a developed form in Pandora Day; but
+Alfred Bonnycastle hinted that he wouldn’t trust her to keep it under in
+a _tête-à-tête_.  It was needless to say that these young persons had
+always been to Europe; that was usually the first place they got to.  By
+such arts they sometimes entered society on the other side before they
+did so at home; it was to be added at the same time that this resource
+was less and less valuable, for Europe, in the American world, had less
+and less prestige and people in the Western hemisphere now kept a watch
+on that roundabout road.  All of which quite applied to Pandora Day—the
+journey to Europe, the culture (as exemplified in the books she read on
+the ship), the relegation, the effacement, of the family.  The only thing
+that was exceptional was the rapidity of her march; for the jump she had
+taken since he left her in the hands of Mr. Lansing struck Vogelstein,
+even after he had made all allowance for the abnormal homogeneity of the
+American mass, as really considerable.  It took all her cleverness to
+account for such things.  When she “moved” from Utica—mobilised her
+commissariat—the battle appeared virtually to have been gained.
+
+Count Otto called the next day, and Mrs. Steuben’s blackamoor informed
+him, in the communicative manner of his race, that the ladies had gone
+out to pay some visits and look at the Capitol.  Pandora apparently had
+not hitherto examined this monument, and our young man wished he had
+known, the evening before, of her omission, so that he might have offered
+to be her initiator.  There is too obvious a connexion for us to fail of
+catching it between his regret and the fact that in leaving Mrs.
+Steuben’s door he reminded himself that he wanted a good walk, and that
+he thereupon took his way along Pennsylvania Avenue.  His walk had become
+fairly good by the time he reached the great white edifice that unfolds
+its repeated colonnades and uplifts its isolated dome at the end of a
+long vista of saloons and tobacco-shops.  He slowly climbed the great
+steps, hesitating a little, even wondering why he had come.  The
+superficial reason was obvious enough, but there was a real one behind it
+that struck him as rather wanting in the solidity which should
+characterise the motives of an emissary of Prince Bismarck.  The
+superficial reason was a belief that Mrs. Steuben would pay her visit
+first—it was probably only a question of leaving cards—and bring her
+young friend to the Capitol at the hour when the yellow afternoon light
+would give a tone to the blankness of its marble walls.  The Capitol was
+a splendid building, but it was rather wanting in tone.  Vogelstein’s
+curiosity about Pandora Day had been much more quickened than checked by
+the revelations made to him in Mrs. Bonnycastle’s drawing-room.  It was a
+relief to have the creature classified; but he had a desire, of which he
+had not been conscious before, to see really to the end how well, in
+other words how completely and artistically, a girl could make herself.
+His calculations had been just, and he had wandered about the rotunda for
+only ten minutes, looking again at the paintings, commemorative of the
+national annals, which occupy its lower spaces, and at the simulated
+sculptures, so touchingly characteristic of early American taste, which
+adorn its upper reaches, when the charming women he had been counting on
+presented themselves in charge of a licensed guide.  He went to meet them
+and didn’t conceal from them that he had marked them for his very own.
+The encounter was happy on both sides, and he accompanied them through
+the queer and endless interior, through labyrinths of bleak bare
+development, into legislative and judicial halls.  He thought it a
+hideous place; he had seen it all before and asked himself what senseless
+game he was playing.  In the lower House were certain bedaubed walls, in
+the basest style of imitation, which made him feel faintly sick, not to
+speak of a lobby adorned with artless prints and photographs of eminent
+defunct Congressmen that was all too serious for a joke and too comic for
+a Valhalla.  But Pandora was greatly interested; she thought the Capitol
+very fine; it was easy to criticise the details, but as a whole it was
+the most impressive building she had ever seen.  She proved a charming
+fellow tourist; she had constantly something to say, but never said it
+too much; it was impossible to drag in the wake of a _cicerone_ less of a
+lengthening or an irritating chain.  Vogelstein could see too that she
+wished to improve her mind; she looked at the historical pictures, at the
+uncanny statues of local worthies, presented by the different States—they
+were of different sizes, as if they had been “numbered,” in a shop—she
+asked questions of the guide and in the chamber of the Senate requested
+him to show her the chairs of the gentlemen from New York.  She sat down
+in one of them, though Mrs. Steuben told her _that_ Senator (she mistook
+the chair, dropping into another State) was a horrid old thing.
+
+Throughout the hour he spent with her Vogelstein seemed to see how it was
+she had made herself.  They walked about, afterwards on the splendid
+terrace that surrounds the Capitol, the great marble floor on which it
+stands, and made vague remarks—Pandora’s were the most definite—about the
+yellow sheen of the Potomac, the hazy hills of Virginia, the far-gleaming
+pediment of Arlington, the raw confused-looking country.  Washington was
+beneath them, bristling and geometrical; the long lines of its avenues
+seemed to stretch into national futures.  Pandora asked Count Otto if he
+had ever been to Athens and, on his admitting so much, sought to know
+whether the eminence on which they stood didn’t give him an idea of the
+Acropolis in its prime.  Vogelstein deferred the satisfaction of this
+appeal to their next meeting; he was glad—in spite of the appeal—to make
+pretexts for seeing her again.  He did so on the morrow; Mrs. Steuben’s
+picnic was still three days distant.  He called on Pandora a second time,
+also met her each evening in the Washington world.  It took very little
+of this to remind him that he was forgetting both Mrs. Dangerfield’s
+warnings and the admonitions—long familiar to him—of his own conscience.
+Was he in peril of love?  Was he to be sacrificed on the altar of the
+American girl, an altar at which those other poor fellows had poured out
+some of the bluest blood in Germany and he had himself taken oath he
+would never seriously worship?  He decided that he wasn’t in real danger,
+that he had rather clinched his precautions.  It was true that a young
+person who had succeeded so well for herself might be a great help to her
+husband; but this diplomatic aspirant preferred on the whole that his
+success should be his own: it wouldn’t please him to have the air of
+being pushed by his wife.  Such a wife as that would wish to push him,
+and he could hardly admit to himself that this was what fate had in
+reserve for him—to be propelled in his career by a young lady who would
+perhaps attempt to talk to the Kaiser as he had heard her the other night
+talk to the President.  Would she consent to discontinue relations with
+her family, or would she wish still to borrow plastic relief from that
+domestic background?  That her family was so impossible was to a certain
+extent an advantage; for if they had been a little better the question of
+a rupture would be less easy.  He turned over these questions in spite of
+his security, or perhaps indeed because of it.  The security made them
+speculative and disinterested.
+
+They haunted him during the excursion to Mount Vernon, which took place
+according to traditions long established.  Mrs. Steuben’s confederates
+assembled on the steamer and were set afloat on the big brown stream
+which had already seemed to our special traveller to have too much bosom
+and too little bank.  Here and there, however, he became conscious of a
+shore where there was something to look at, even though conscious at the
+same time that he had of old lost great opportunities of an idyllic cast
+in not having managed to be more “thrown with” a certain young lady on
+the deck of the North German Lloyd.  The two turned round together to
+hang over Alexandria, which for Pandora, as she declared, was a picture
+of Old Virginia.  She told Vogelstein that she was always hearing about
+it during the Civil War, ages before.  Little girl as she had been at the
+time she remembered all the names that were on people’s lips during those
+years of reiteration.  This historic spot had a touch of the romance of
+rich decay, a reference to older things, to a dramatic past.  The past of
+Alexandria appeared in the vista of three or four short streets sloping
+up a hill and lined with poor brick warehouses erected for merchandise
+that had ceased to come or go.  It looked hot and blank and sleepy, down
+to the shabby waterside where tattered darkies dangled their bare feet
+from the edge of rotting wharves.  Pandora was even more interested in
+Mount Vernon—when at last its wooded bluff began to command the
+river—than she had been in the Capitol, and after they had disembarked
+and ascended to the celebrated mansion she insisted on going into every
+room it contained.  She “claimed for it,” as she said—some of her turns
+were so characteristic both of her nationality and her own style—the
+finest situation in the world, and was distinct as to the shame of their
+not giving it to the President for his country-seat.  Most of her
+companions had seen the house often, and were now coupling themselves in
+the grounds according to their sympathies, so that it was easy for
+Vogelstein to offer the benefit of his own experience to the most
+inquisitive member of the party.  They were not to lunch for another
+hour, and in the interval the young man roamed with his first and fairest
+acquaintance.  The breath of the Potomac, on the boat, had been a little
+harsh, but on the softly-curving lawn, beneath the clustered trees, with
+the river relegated to a mere shining presence far below and in the
+distance, the day gave out nothing but its mildness, the whole scene
+became noble and genial.
+
+Count Otto could joke a little on great occasions, and the present one
+was worthy of his humour.  He maintained to his companion that the
+shallow painted mansion resembled a false house, a “wing” or structure of
+daubed canvas, on the stage; but she answered him so well with certain
+economical palaces she had seen in Germany, where, as she said, there was
+nothing but china stoves and stuffed birds, that he was obliged to allow
+the home of Washington to be after all really _gemüthlich_.  What he
+found so in fact was the soft texture of the day, his personal situation,
+the sweetness of his suspense.  For suspense had decidedly become his
+portion; he was under a charm that made him feel he was watching his own
+life and that his susceptibilities were beyond his control.  It hung over
+him that things might take a turn, from one hour to the other, which
+would make them very different from what they had been yet; and his heart
+certainly beat a little faster as he wondered what that turn might be.
+Why did he come to picnics on fragrant April days with American girls who
+might lead him too far?  Wouldn’t such girls be glad to marry a
+Pomeranian count?  And _would_ they, after all, talk that way to the
+Kaiser?  If he were to marry one of them he should have to give her
+several thorough lessons.
+
+In their little tour of the house our young friend and his companion had
+had a great many fellow visitors, who had also arrived by the steamer and
+who had hitherto not left them an ideal privacy.  But the others
+gradually dispersed; they circled about a kind of showman who was the
+authorised guide, a big slow genial vulgar heavily-bearded man, with a
+whimsical edifying patronising tone, a tone that had immense success when
+he stopped here and there to make his points—to pass his eyes over his
+listening flock, then fix them quite above it with a meditative look and
+bring out some ancient pleasantry as if it were a sudden inspiration.  He
+made a cheerful thing, an echo of the platform before the booth of a
+country fair, even of a visit to the tomb of the _pater patriæ_.  It is
+enshrined in a kind of grotto in the grounds, and Vogelstein remarked to
+Pandora that he was a good man for the place, but was too familiar.  “Oh
+he’d have been familiar with Washington,” said the girl with the bright
+dryness with which she often uttered amusing things.  Vogelstein looked
+at her a moment, and it came over him, as he smiled, that she herself
+probably wouldn’t have been abashed even by the hero with whom history
+has taken fewest liberties.  “You look as if you could hardly believe
+that,” Pandora went on.  “You Germans are always in such awe of great
+people.”  And it occurred to her critic that perhaps after all Washington
+would have liked her manner, which was wonderfully fresh and natural.
+The man with the beard was an ideal minister to American shrines; he
+played on the curiosity of his little band with the touch of a master,
+drawing them at the right moment away to see the classic ice-house where
+the old lady had been found weeping in the belief it was Washington’s
+grave.  While this monument was under inspection our interesting couple
+had the house to themselves, and they spent some time on a pretty terrace
+where certain windows of the second floor opened—a little rootless
+verandah which overhung, in a manner, obliquely, all the magnificence of
+the view; the immense sweep of the river, the artistic plantations, the
+last-century garden with its big box hedges and remains of old espaliers.
+They lingered here for nearly half an hour, and it was in this retirement
+that Vogelstein enjoyed the only approach to intimate conversation
+appointed for him, as was to appear, with a young woman in whom he had
+been unable to persuade himself that he was not absorbed.  It’s not
+necessary, and it’s not possible, that I should reproduce this colloquy;
+but I may mention that it began—as they leaned against the parapet of the
+terrace and heard the cheerful voice of the showman wafted up to them
+from a distance—with his saying to her rather abruptly that he couldn’t
+make out why they hadn’t had more talk together when they crossed the
+Atlantic.
+
+“Well, I can if you can’t,” said Pandora.  “I’d have talked quick enough
+if you had spoken to me.  I spoke to you first.”
+
+“Yes, I remember that”—and it affected him awkwardly.
+
+“You listened too much to Mrs. Dangerfield.”
+
+He feigned a vagueness.  “To Mrs. Dangerfield?”
+
+“That woman you were always sitting with; she told you not to speak to
+me.  I’ve seen her in New York; she speaks to me now herself.  She
+recommended you to have nothing to do with me.”
+
+“Oh how can you say such dreadful things?” Count Otto cried with a very
+becoming blush.
+
+“You know you can’t deny it.  You weren’t attracted by my family.
+They’re charming people when you know them.  I don’t have a better time
+anywhere than I have at home,” the girl went on loyally.  “But what does
+it matter?  My family are very happy.  They’re getting quite used to New
+York.  Mrs. Dangerfield’s a vulgar wretch—next winter she’ll call on me.”
+
+“You are unlike any Mädchen I’ve ever seen—I don’t understand you,” said
+poor Vogelstein with the colour still in his face.
+
+“Well, you never _will_ understand me—probably; but what difference does
+it make?”
+
+He attempted to tell her what difference, but I’ve no space to follow him
+here.  It’s known that when the German mind attempts to explain things it
+doesn’t always reduce them to simplicity, and Pandora was first
+mystified, then amused, by some of the Count’s revelations.  At last I
+think she was a little frightened, for she remarked irrelevantly, with
+some decision, that luncheon would be ready and that they ought to join
+Mrs. Steuben.  Her companion walked slowly, on purpose, as they left the
+house together, for he knew the pang of a vague sense that he was losing
+her.
+
+“And shall you be in Washington many days yet?” he appealed as they went.
+
+“It will all depend.  I’m expecting important news.  What I shall do will
+be influenced by that.”
+
+The way she talked about expecting news—and important!—made him feel
+somehow that she had a career, that she was active and independent, so
+that he could scarcely hope to stop her as she passed.  It was certainly
+true that he had never seen any girl like her.  It would have occurred to
+him that the news she was expecting might have reference to the favour
+she had begged of the President, if he hadn’t already made up his mind—in
+the calm of meditation after that talk with the Bonnycastles—that this
+favour must be a pleasantry.  What she had said to him had a
+discouraging, a somewhat chilling effect; nevertheless it was not without
+a certain ardour that he inquired of her whether, so long as she stayed
+in Washington, he mightn’t pay her certain respectful attentions.
+
+“As many as you like—and as respectful ones; but you won’t keep them up
+for ever!”
+
+“You try to torment me,” said Count Otto.
+
+She waited to explain.  “I mean that I may have some of my family.”
+
+“I shall be delighted to see them again.”
+
+Again she just hung fire.  “There are some you’ve never seen.”
+
+In the afternoon, returning to Washington on the steamer, Vogelstein
+received a warning.  It came from Mrs. Bonnycastle and constituted, oddly
+enough, the second juncture at which an officious female friend had,
+while sociably afloat with him, advised him on the subject of Pandora
+Day.
+
+“There’s one thing we forgot to tell you the other night about the
+self-made girl,” said the lady of infinite mirth.  “It’s never safe to
+fix your affections on her, because she has almost always an impediment
+somewhere in the background.”
+
+He looked at her askance, but smiled and said: “I should understand your
+information—for which I’m so much obliged—a little better if I knew what
+you mean by an impediment.”
+
+“Oh I mean she’s always engaged to some young man who belongs to her
+earlier phase.”
+
+“Her earlier phase?”
+
+“The time before she had made herself—when she lived unconscious of her
+powers.  A young man from Utica, say.  They usually have to wait; he’s
+probably in a store.  It’s a long engagement.”
+
+Count Otto somehow preferred to understand as little as possible.  “Do
+you mean a betrothal—to take effect?”
+
+“I don’t mean anything German and moonstruck.  I mean that piece of
+peculiarly American enterprise a premature engagement—to take effect, but
+too complacently, at the end of time.”
+
+Vogelstein very properly reflected that it was no use his having entered
+the diplomatic career if he weren’t able to bear himself as if this
+interesting generalisation had no particular message for him.  He did
+Mrs. Bonnycastle moreover the justice to believe that she wouldn’t have
+approached the question with such levity if she had supposed she should
+make him wince.  The whole thing was, like everything else, but for her
+to laugh at, and the betrayal moreover of a good intention.  “I see, I
+see—the self-made girl has of course always had a past.  Yes, and the
+young man in the store—from Utica—is part of her past.”
+
+“You express it perfectly,” said Mrs. Bonnycastle.  “I couldn’t say it
+better myself.”
+
+“But with her present, with her future, when they change like this young
+lady’s, I suppose everything else changes.  How do you say it in America?
+She lets him slide.”
+
+“We don’t say it at all!” Mrs. Bonnycastle cried.  “She does nothing of
+the sort; for what do you take her?  She sticks to him; that at least is
+what we _expect_ her to do,” she added with less assurance.  “As I tell
+you, the type’s new and the case under consideration.  We haven’t yet had
+time for complete study.”
+
+“Oh of course I hope she sticks to him,” Vogelstein declared simply and
+with his German accent more audible, as it always was when he was
+slightly agitated.
+
+For the rest of the trip he was rather restless.  He wandered about the
+boat, talking little with the returning picnickers.  Toward the last, as
+they drew near Washington and the white dome of the Capitol hung aloft
+before them, looking as simple as a suspended snowball, he found himself,
+on the deck, in proximity to Mrs. Steuben.  He reproached himself with
+having rather neglected her during an entertainment for which he was
+indebted to her bounty, and he sought to repair his omission by a proper
+deference.  But the only act of homage that occurred to him was to ask
+her as by chance whether Miss Day were, to her knowledge, engaged.
+
+Mrs. Steuben turned her Southern eyes upon him with a look of almost
+romantic compassion.  “To my knowledge?  Why of course I’d know!  I
+should think you’d know too.  Didn’t you know she was engaged?  Why she
+has been engaged since she was sixteen.”
+
+Count Otto gazed at the dome of the Capitol.  “To a gentleman from Utica?
+
+“Yes, a native of her place.  She’s expecting him soon.”
+
+“I’m so very glad to hear it,” said Vogelstein, who decidedly, for his
+career, had promise.  “And is she going to marry him?”
+
+“Why what do people fall in love with each other _for_?  I presume
+they’ll marry when she gets round to it.  Ah if she had only been from
+the Sooth—!”
+
+At this he broke quickly in: “But why have they never brought it off, as
+you say, in so many years?”
+
+“Well, at first she was too young, and then she thought her family ought
+to see Europe—of course they could see it better _with_ her—and they
+spent some time there.  And then Mr. Bellamy had some business
+difficulties that made him feel as if he didn’t want to marry just then.
+But he has given up business and I presume feels more free.  Of course
+it’s rather long, but all the while they’ve been engaged.  It’s a true,
+true love,” said Mrs. Steuben, whose sound of the adjective was that of a
+feeble flute.
+
+“Is his name Mr. Bellamy?” the Count asked with his haunting
+reminiscence.  “D. F. Bellamy, so?  And has he been in a store?”
+
+“I don’t know what kind of business it was: it was some kind of business
+in Utica.  I think he had a branch in New York.  He’s one of the leading
+gentlemen of Utica and very highly educated.  He’s a good deal older than
+Miss Day.  He’s a very fine man—I presume a college man.  He stands very
+high in Utica.  I don’t know why you look as if you doubted it.”
+
+Vogelstein assured Mrs. Steuben that he doubted nothing, and indeed what
+she told him was probably the more credible for seeming to him eminently
+strange.  Bellamy had been the name of the gentleman who, a year and a
+half before, was to have met Pandora on the arrival of the German
+steamer; it was in Bellamy’s name that she had addressed herself with
+such effusion to Bellamy’s friend, the man in the straw hat who was about
+to fumble in her mother’s old clothes.  This was a fact that seemed to
+Count Otto to finish the picture of her contradictions; it wanted at
+present no touch to be complete.  Yet even as it hung there before him it
+continued to fascinate him, and he stared at it, detached from
+surrounding things and feeling a little as if he had been pitched out of
+an overturned vehicle, till the boat bumped against one of the
+outstanding piles of the wharf at which Mrs. Steuben’s party was to
+disembark.  There was some delay in getting the steamer adjusted to the
+dock, during which the passengers watched the process over its side and
+extracted what entertainment they might from the appearance of the
+various persons collected to receive it.  There were darkies and loafers
+and hackmen, and also vague individuals, the loosest and blankest he had
+ever seen anywhere, with tufts on their chins, toothpicks in their
+mouths, hands in their pockets, rumination in their jaws and diamond pins
+in their shirt-fronts, who looked as if they had sauntered over from
+Pennsylvania Avenue to while away half an hour, forsaking for that
+interval their various slanting postures in the porticoes of the hotels
+and the doorways of the saloons.
+
+“Oh I’m so glad!  How sweet of you to come down!”  It was a voice close
+to Count Otto’s shoulder that spoke these words, and he had no need to
+turn to see from whom it proceeded.  It had been in his ears the greater
+part of the day, though, as he now perceived, without the fullest
+richness of expression of which it was capable.  Still less was he
+obliged to turn to discover to whom it was addressed, for the few simple
+words I have quoted had been flung across the narrowing interval of
+water, and a gentleman who had stepped to the edge of the dock without
+our young man’s observing him tossed back an immediate reply.
+
+“I got here by the three o’clock train.  They told me in K Street where
+you were, and I thought I’d come down and meet you.”
+
+“Charming attention!” said Pandora Day with the laugh that seemed always
+to invite the whole of any company to partake in it; though for some
+moments after this she and her interlocutor appeared to continue the
+conversation only with their eyes.  Meanwhile Vogelstein’s also were not
+idle.  He looked at her visitor from head to foot, and he was aware that
+she was quite unconscious of his own proximity.  The gentleman before him
+was tall, good-looking, well-dressed; evidently he would stand well not
+only at Utica, but, judging from the way he had planted himself on the
+dock, in any position that circumstances might compel him to take up.  He
+was about forty years old; he had a black moustache and he seemed to look
+at the world over some counter-like expanse on which he invited it all
+warily and pleasantly to put down first its idea of the terms of a
+transaction.  He waved a gloved hand at Pandora as if, when she exclaimed
+“Gracious, ain’t they long!” to urge her to be patient.  She was patient
+several seconds and then asked him if he had any news.  He looked at her
+briefly, in silence, smiling, after which he drew from his pocket a large
+letter with an official-looking seal and shook it jocosely above his
+head.  This was discreetly, covertly done.  No one but our young man
+appeared aware of how much was taking place—and poor Count Otto mainly
+felt it in the air.  The boat was touching the wharf and the space
+between the pair inconsiderable.
+
+“Department of State?” Pandora very prettily and soundlessly mouthed
+across at him.
+
+“That’s what they call it.”
+
+“Well, what country?”
+
+“What’s your opinion of the Dutch?” the gentleman asked for answer.
+
+“Oh gracious!” cried Pandora.
+
+“Well, are you going to wait for the return trip?” said the gentleman.
+
+Our silent sufferer turned away, and presently Mrs. Steuben and her
+companion disembarked together.  When this lady entered a carriage with
+Miss Day the gentleman who had spoken to the girl followed them; the
+others scattered, and Vogelstein, declining with thanks a “lift” from
+Mrs. Bonnycastle, walked home alone and in some intensity of meditation.
+Two days later he saw in a newspaper an announcement that the President
+had offered the post of Minister to Holland to Mr. D. F. Bellamy of
+Utica; and in the course of a month he heard from Mrs. Steuben that
+Pandora, a thousand other duties performed, had finally “got round” to
+the altar of her own nuptials.  He communicated this news to Mrs.
+Bonnycastle, who had not heard it but who, shrieking at the queer face he
+showed her, met it with the remark that there was now ground for a new
+induction as to the self-made girl.
+
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+Title: Pandora
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+***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PANDORA***
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+<p>Transcribed from 1922 MacMillan and Co. &ldquo;Daisy Miller,
+Pandora, The Patagonia and Other Tales&rdquo; edition by David
+Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org.&nbsp; Proofed by David, Jeremy
+Kwock and Uzma G.</p>
+<p style="text-align: center">
+<a href="images/coverb.jpg">
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+<h1>PANDORA<br />
+by Henry James</h1>
+<h2>I</h2>
+<p><span class="smcap">It</span> has long been the custom of the
+North German Lloyd steamers, which convey passengers from Bremen
+to New York, to anchor for several hours in the pleasant port of
+Southampton, where their human cargo receives many
+additions.&nbsp; An intelligent young German, Count Otto
+Vogelstein, hardly knew a few years ago whether to condemn this
+custom or approve it.&nbsp; He leaned over the bulwarks of the
+<i>Donau</i> as the American passengers crossed the
+plank&mdash;the travellers who embark at Southampton are mainly
+of that nationality&mdash;and curiously, indifferently, vaguely,
+through the smoke of his cigar, saw them absorbed in the huge
+capacity of the ship, where he had the agreeable consciousness
+that his own nest was comfortably made.&nbsp; To watch from such
+a point of vantage the struggles of those less fortunate than
+ourselves&mdash;of the uninformed, the unprovided, the belated,
+the bewildered&mdash;is an occupation not devoid of sweetness,
+and there was nothing to mitigate the complacency with which our
+young friend gave himself up to it; nothing, that is, save a
+natural benevolence which had not yet been extinguished by the
+consciousness of official greatness.&nbsp; For Count Vogelstein
+was official, as I think you would have seen from the
+straightness of his back, the lustre of his light elegant
+spectacles, and something discreet and diplomatic in the curve of
+his moustache, which looked as if it might well contribute to the
+principal function, as cynics say, of the lips&mdash;the active
+concealment of thought.&nbsp; He had been appointed to the
+secretaryship of the German legation at Washington and in these
+first days of the autumn was about to take possession of his
+post.&nbsp; He was a model character for such a
+purpose&mdash;serious civil ceremonious curious stiff, stuffed
+with knowledge and convinced that, as lately rearranged, the
+German Empire places in the most striking light the highest of
+all the possibilities of the greatest of all the peoples.&nbsp;
+He was quite aware, however, of the claims to economic and other
+consideration of the United States, and that this quarter of the
+globe offered a vast field for study.</p>
+<p>The process of inquiry had already begun for him, in spite of
+his having as yet spoken to none of his fellow-passengers; the
+case being that Vogelstein inquired not only with his tongue, but
+with his eyes&mdash;that is with his spectacles&mdash;with his
+ears, with his nose, with his palate, with all his senses and
+organs.&nbsp; He was a highly upright young man, whose only fault
+was that his sense of comedy, or of the humour of things, had
+never been specifically disengaged from his several other
+senses.&nbsp; He vaguely felt that something should be done about
+this, and in a general manner proposed to do it, for he was on
+his way to explore a society abounding in comic aspects.&nbsp;
+This consciousness of a missing measure gave him a certain
+mistrust of what might be said of him; and if circumspection is
+the essence of diplomacy our young aspirant promised well.&nbsp;
+His mind contained several millions of facts, packed too closely
+together for the light breeze of the imagination to draw through
+the mass.&nbsp; He was impatient to report himself to his
+superior in Washington, and the loss of time in an English port
+could only incommode him, inasmuch as the study of English
+institutions was no part of his mission.&nbsp; On the other hand
+the day was charming; the blue sea, in Southampton Water, pricked
+all over with light, had no movement but that of its infinite
+shimmer.&nbsp; Moreover he was by no means sure that he should be
+happy in the United States, where doubtless he should find
+himself soon enough disembarked.&nbsp; He knew that this was not
+an important question and that happiness was an unscientific
+term, such as a man of his education should be ashamed to use
+even in the silence of his thoughts.&nbsp; Lost none the less in
+the inconsiderate crowd and feeling himself neither in his own
+country nor in that to which he was in a manner accredited, he
+was reduced to his mere personality; so that during the hour, to
+save his importance, he cultivated such ground as lay in sight
+for a judgement of this delay to which the German steamer was
+subjected in English waters.&nbsp; Mightn&rsquo;t it be proved,
+facts, figures and documents&mdash;or at least watch&mdash;in
+hand, considerably greater than the occasion demanded?</p>
+<p>Count Vogelstein was still young enough in diplomacy to think
+it necessary to have opinions.&nbsp; He had a good many indeed
+which had been formed without difficulty; they had been received
+ready-made from a line of ancestors who knew what they
+liked.&nbsp; This was of course&mdash;and under pressure, being
+candid, he would have admitted it&mdash;an unscientific way of
+furnishing one&rsquo;s mind.&nbsp; Our young man was a stiff
+conservative, a Junker of Junkers; he thought modern democracy a
+temporary phase and expected to find many arguments against it in
+the great Republic.&nbsp; In regard to these things it was a
+pleasure to him to feel that, with his complete training, he had
+been taught thoroughly to appreciate the nature of
+evidence.&nbsp; The ship was heavily laden with German emigrants,
+whose mission in the United States differed considerably from
+Count Otto&rsquo;s.&nbsp; They hung over the bulwarks, densely
+grouped; they leaned forward on their elbows for hours, their
+shoulders kept on a level with their ears; the men in furred
+caps, smoking long-bowled pipes, the women with babies hidden in
+remarkably ugly shawls.&nbsp; Some were yellow Germans and some
+were black, and all looked greasy and matted with the
+sea-damp.&nbsp; They were destined to swell still further the
+huge current of the Western democracy; and Count Vogelstein
+doubtless said to himself that they wouldn&rsquo;t improve its
+quality.&nbsp; Their numbers, however, were striking, and I know
+not what he thought of the nature of this particular
+evidence.</p>
+<p>The passengers who came on board at Southampton were not of
+the greasy class; they were for the most part American families
+who had been spending the summer, or a longer period, in
+Europe.&nbsp; They had a great deal of luggage, innumerable bags
+and rugs and hampers and sea-chairs, and were composed largely of
+ladies of various ages, a little pale with anticipation, wrapped
+also in striped shawls, though in prettier ones than the nursing
+mothers of the steerage, and crowned with very high hats and
+feathers.&nbsp; They darted to and fro across the gangway,
+looking for each other and for their scattered parcels; they
+separated and reunited, they exclaimed and declared, they eyed
+with dismay the occupants of the forward quarter, who seemed
+numerous enough to sink the vessel, and their voices sounded
+faint and far as they rose to Vogelstein&rsquo;s ear over the
+latter&rsquo;s great tarred sides.&nbsp; He noticed that in the
+new contingent there were many young girls, and he remembered
+what a lady in Dresden had once said to him&mdash;that America
+was the country of the M&auml;dchen.&nbsp; He wondered whether he
+should like that, and reflected that it would be an aspect to
+study, like everything else.&nbsp; He had known in Dresden an
+American family in which there were three daughters who used to
+skate with the officers, and some of the ladies now coming on
+board struck him as of that same habit, except that in the
+Dresden days feathers weren&rsquo;t worn quite so high.</p>
+<p>At last the ship began to creak and slowly bridge, and the
+delay at Southampton came to an end.&nbsp; The gangway was
+removed and the vessel indulged in the awkward evolutions that
+were to detach her from the land.&nbsp; Count Vogelstein had
+finished his cigar, and he spent a long time in walking up and
+down the upper deck.&nbsp; The charming English coast passed
+before him, and he felt this to be the last of the old
+world.&nbsp; The American coast also might be pretty&mdash;he
+hardly knew what one would expect of an American coast; but he
+was sure it would be different.&nbsp; Differences, however, were
+notoriously half the charm of travel, and perhaps even most when
+they couldn&rsquo;t be expressed in figures, numbers, diagrams or
+the other merely useful symbols.&nbsp; As yet indeed there were
+very few among the objects presented to sight on the
+steamer.&nbsp; Most of his fellow-passengers appeared of one and
+the same persuasion, and that persuasion the least to be
+mistaken.&nbsp; They were Jews and commercial to a man.&nbsp; And
+by this time they had lighted their cigars and put on all manner
+of seafaring caps, some of them with big ear-lappets which
+somehow had the effect of bringing out their peculiar facial
+type.&nbsp; At last the new voyagers began to emerge from below
+and to look about them, vaguely, with that suspicious expression
+of face always to be noted in the newly embarked and which, as
+directed to the receding land, resembles that of a person who
+begins to perceive himself the victim of a trick.&nbsp; Earth and
+ocean, in such glances, are made the subject of a sweeping
+objection, and many travellers, in the general plight, have an
+air at once duped and superior, which seems to say that they
+could easily go ashore if they would.</p>
+<p>It still wanted two hours of dinner, and by the time
+Vogelstein&rsquo;s long legs had measured three or four miles on
+the deck he was ready to settle himself in his sea-chair and draw
+from his pocket a Tauchnitz novel by an American author whose
+pages, he had been assured, would help to prepare him for some of
+the oddities.&nbsp; On the back of his chair his name was painted
+in rather large letters, this being a precaution taken at the
+recommendation of a friend who had told him that on the American
+steamers the passengers&mdash;especially the ladies&mdash;thought
+nothing of pilfering one&rsquo;s little comforts.&nbsp; His
+friend had even hinted at the correct reproduction of his
+coronet.&nbsp; This marked man of the world had added that the
+Americans are greatly impressed by a coronet.&nbsp; I know not
+whether it was scepticism or modesty, but Count Vogelstein had
+omitted every pictured plea for his rank; there were others of
+which he might have made use.&nbsp; The precious piece of
+furniture which on the Atlantic voyage is trusted never to flinch
+among universal concussions was emblazoned simply with his title
+and name.&nbsp; It happened, however, that the blazonry was huge;
+the back of the chair was covered with enormous German
+characters.&nbsp; This time there can be no doubt: it was modesty
+that caused the secretary of legation, in placing himself, to
+turn this portion of his seat outward, away from the eyes of his
+companions&mdash;to present it to the balustrade of the
+deck.&nbsp; The ship was passing the Needles&mdash;the beautiful
+uttermost point of the Isle of Wight.&nbsp; Certain tall white
+cones of rock rose out of the purple sea; they flushed in the
+afternoon light and their vague rosiness gave them a human
+expression in face of the cold expanse toward which the prow was
+turned; they seemed to say farewell, to be the last note of a
+peopled world.&nbsp; Vogelstein saw them very comfortably from
+his place and after a while turned his eyes to the other quarter,
+where the elements of air and water managed to make between them
+so comparatively poor an opposition.&nbsp; Even his American
+novelist was more amusing than that, and he prepared to return to
+this author.&nbsp; In the great curve which it described,
+however, his glance was arrested by the figure of a young lady
+who had just ascended to the deck and who paused at the mouth of
+the companionway.</p>
+<p>This was not in itself an extraordinary phenomenon; but what
+attracted Vogelstein&rsquo;s attention was the fact that the
+young person appeared to have fixed her eyes on him.&nbsp; She
+was slim, brightly dressed, rather pretty; Vogelstein remembered
+in a moment that he had noticed her among the people on the wharf
+at Southampton.&nbsp; She was soon aware he had observed her;
+whereupon she began to move along the deck with a step that
+seemed to indicate a purpose of approaching him.&nbsp; Vogelstein
+had time to wonder whether she could be one of the girls he had
+known at Dresden; but he presently reflected that they would now
+be much older than that.&nbsp; It was true they were apt to
+advance, like this one, straight upon their victim.&nbsp; Yet the
+present specimen was no longer looking at him, and though she
+passed near him it was now tolerably clear she had come above but
+to take a general survey.&nbsp; She was a quick handsome
+competent girl, and she simply wanted to see what one could think
+of the ship, of the weather, of the appearance of England, from
+such a position as that; possibly even of one&rsquo;s
+fellow-passengers.&nbsp; She satisfied herself promptly on these
+points, and then she looked about, while she walked, as if in
+keen search of a missing object; so that Vogelstein finally
+arrived at a conviction of her real motive.&nbsp; She passed near
+him again and this time almost stopped, her eyes bent upon him
+attentively.&nbsp; He thought her conduct remarkable even after
+he had gathered that it was not at his face, with its yellow
+moustache, she was looking, but at the chair on which he was
+seated.&nbsp; Then those words of his friend came back to
+him&mdash;the speech about the tendency of the people, especially
+of the ladies, on the American steamers to take to themselves
+one&rsquo;s little belongings.&nbsp; Especially the ladies, he
+might well say; for here was one who apparently wished to pull
+from under him the very chair he was sitting on.&nbsp; He was
+afraid she would ask him for it, so he pretended to read,
+systematically avoiding her eye.&nbsp; He was conscious she
+hovered near him, and was moreover curious to see what she would
+do.&nbsp; It seemed to him strange that such a nice-looking
+girl&mdash;for her appearance was really charming&mdash;should
+endeavour by arts so flagrant to work upon the quiet dignity of a
+secretary of legation.&nbsp; At last it stood out that she was
+trying to look round a corner, as it were&mdash;trying to see
+what was written on the back of his chair.&nbsp; &ldquo;She wants
+to find out my name; she wants to see who I am!&rdquo;&nbsp; This
+reflexion passed through his mind and caused him to raise his
+eyes.&nbsp; They rested on her own&mdash;which for an appreciable
+moment she didn&rsquo;t withdraw.&nbsp; The latter were brilliant
+and expressive, and surmounted a delicate aquiline nose, which,
+though pretty, was perhaps just a trifle too hawk-like.&nbsp; It
+was the oddest coincidence in the world; the story Vogelstein had
+taken up treated of a flighty forward little American girl who
+plants herself in front of a young man in the garden of an
+hotel.&nbsp; Wasn&rsquo;t the conduct of this young lady a
+testimony to the truthfulness of the tale, and wasn&rsquo;t
+Vogelstein himself in the position of the young man in the
+garden?&nbsp; That young man&mdash;though with more, in such
+connexions in general, to go upon&mdash;ended by addressing
+himself to his aggressor, as she might be called, and after a
+very short hesitation Vogelstein followed his example.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;If she wants to know who I am she&rsquo;s welcome,&rdquo;
+he said to himself; and he got out of the chair, seized it by the
+back and, turning it round, exhibited the superscription to the
+girl.&nbsp; She coloured slightly, but smiled and read his name,
+while Vogelstein raised his hat.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;m much obliged to you.&nbsp; That&rsquo;s all
+right,&rdquo; she remarked as if the discovery had made her very
+happy.</p>
+<p>It affected him indeed as all right that he should be Count
+Otto Vogelstein; this appeared even rather a flippant mode of
+disposing of the fact.&nbsp; By way of rejoinder he asked her if
+she desired of him the surrender of his seat.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;m much obliged to you; of course not.&nbsp; I
+thought you had one of our chairs, and I didn&rsquo;t like to ask
+you.&nbsp; It looks exactly like one of ours; not so much now as
+when you sit in it.&nbsp; Please sit down again.&nbsp; I
+don&rsquo;t want to trouble you.&nbsp; We&rsquo;ve lost one of
+ours, and I&rsquo;ve been looking for it everywhere.&nbsp; They
+look so much alike; you can&rsquo;t tell till you see the
+back.&nbsp; Of course I see there will be no mistake about
+yours,&rdquo; the young lady went on with a smile of which the
+serenity matched her other abundance.&nbsp; &ldquo;But
+we&rsquo;ve got such a small name&mdash;you can scarcely see
+it,&rdquo; she added with the same friendly intention.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;Our name&rsquo;s just Day&mdash;you mightn&rsquo;t think
+it <i>was</i> a name, might you? if we didn&rsquo;t make the most
+of it.&nbsp; If you see that on anything, I&rsquo;d be so obliged
+if you&rsquo;d tell me.&nbsp; It isn&rsquo;t for myself,
+it&rsquo;s for my mother; she&rsquo;s so dependent on her chair,
+and that one I&rsquo;m looking for pulls out so
+beautifully.&nbsp; Now that you sit down again and hide the lower
+part it does look just like ours.&nbsp; Well, it must be
+somewhere.&nbsp; You must excuse me; I wouldn&rsquo;t disturb
+you.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>This was a long and even confidential speech for a young
+woman, presumably unmarried, to make to a perfect stranger; but
+Miss Day acquitted herself of it with perfect simplicity and
+self-possession.&nbsp; She held up her head and stepped away, and
+Vogelstein could see that the foot she pressed upon the clean
+smooth deck was slender and shapely.&nbsp; He watched her
+disappear through the trap by which she had ascended, and he felt
+more than ever like the young man in his American tale.&nbsp; The
+girl in the present case was older and not so pretty, as he could
+easily judge, for the image of her smiling eyes and speaking lips
+still hovered before him.&nbsp; He went back to his book with the
+feeling that it would give him some information about her.&nbsp;
+This was rather illogical, but it indicated a certain amount of
+curiosity on the part of Count Vogelstein.&nbsp; The girl in the
+book had a mother, it appeared, and so had this young lady; the
+former had also a brother, and he now remembered that he had
+noticed a young man on the wharf&mdash;a young man in a high hat
+and a white overcoat&mdash;who seemed united to Miss Day by this
+natural tie.&nbsp; And there was some one else too, as he
+gradually recollected, an older man, also in a high hat, but in a
+black overcoat&mdash;in black altogether&mdash;who completed the
+group and who was presumably the head of the family.&nbsp; These
+reflexions would indicate that Count Vogelstein read his volume
+of Tauchnitz rather interruptedly.&nbsp; Moreover they
+represented but the loosest economy of consciousness; for
+wasn&rsquo;t he to be afloat in an oblong box for ten days with
+such people, and could it be doubted he should see at least
+enough of them?</p>
+<p>It may as well be written without delay that he saw a great
+deal of them.&nbsp; I have sketched in some detail the conditions
+in which he made the acquaintance of Miss Day, because the event
+had a certain importance for this fair square Teuton; but I must
+pass briefly over the incidents that immediately followed
+it.&nbsp; He wondered what it was open to him, after such an
+introduction, to do in relation to her, and he determined he
+would push through his American tale and discover what the hero
+did.&nbsp; But he satisfied himself in a very short time that
+Miss Day had nothing in common with the heroine of that work save
+certain signs of habitat and climate&mdash;and save, further, the
+fact that the male sex wasn&rsquo;t terrible to her.&nbsp; The
+local stamp sharply, as he gathered, impressed upon her he
+estimated indeed rather in a borrowed than in a natural light,
+for if she was native to a small town in the interior of the
+American continent one of their fellow-passengers, a lady from
+New York with whom he had a good deal of conversation, pronounced
+her &ldquo;atrociously&rdquo; provincial.&nbsp; How the lady
+arrived at this certitude didn&rsquo;t appear, for Vogelstein
+observed that she held no communication with the girl.&nbsp; It
+was true she gave it the support of her laying down that certain
+Americans could tell immediately who other Americans were,
+leaving him to judge whether or no she herself belonged to the
+critical or only to the criticised half of the nation.&nbsp; Mrs.
+Dangerfield was a handsome confidential insinuating woman, with
+whom Vogelstein felt his talk take a very wide range
+indeed.&nbsp; She convinced him rather effectually that even in a
+great democracy there are human differences, and that American
+life was full of social distinctions, of delicate shades, which
+foreigners often lack the intelligence to perceive.&nbsp; Did he
+suppose every one knew every one else in the biggest country in
+the world, and that one wasn&rsquo;t as free to choose
+one&rsquo;s company there as in the most monarchical and most
+exclusive societies?&nbsp; She laughed such delusions to scorn as
+Vogelstein tucked her beautiful furred coverlet&mdash;they
+reclined together a great deal in their elongated
+chairs&mdash;well over her feet.&nbsp; How free an American lady
+was to choose her company she abundantly proved by not knowing
+any one on the steamer but Count Otto.</p>
+<p>He could see for himself that Mr. and Mrs. Day had not at all
+her grand air.&nbsp; They were fat plain serious people who sat
+side by side on the deck for hours and looked straight before
+them.&nbsp; Mrs. Day had a white face, large cheeks and small
+eyes: her forehead was surrounded with a multitude of little
+tight black curls; her lips moved as if she had always a lozenge
+in her mouth.&nbsp; She wore entwined about her head an article
+which Mrs. Dangerfield spoke of as a &ldquo;nuby,&rdquo; a
+knitted pink scarf concealing her hair, encircling her neck and
+having among its convolutions a hole for her perfectly
+expressionless face.&nbsp; Her hands were folded on her stomach,
+and in her still, swathed figure her little bead-like eyes, which
+occasionally changed their direction, alone represented
+life.&nbsp; Her husband had a stiff grey beard on his chin and a
+bare spacious upper lip, to which constant shaving had imparted a
+hard glaze.&nbsp; His eyebrows were thick and his nostrils wide,
+and when he was uncovered, in the saloon, it was visible that his
+grizzled hair was dense and perpendicular.&nbsp; He might have
+looked rather grim and truculent hadn&rsquo;t it been for the
+mild familiar accommodating gaze with which his large
+light-coloured pupils&mdash;the leisurely eyes of a silent
+man&mdash;appeared to consider surrounding objects.&nbsp; He was
+evidently more friendly than fierce, but he was more diffident
+than friendly.&nbsp; He liked to have you in sight, but
+wouldn&rsquo;t have pretended to understand you much or to
+classify you, and would have been sorry it should put you under
+an obligation.&nbsp; He and his wife spoke sometimes, but seldom
+talked, and there was something vague and patient in them, as if
+they had become victims of a wrought spell.&nbsp; The spell
+however was of no sinister cast; it was the fascination of
+prosperity, the confidence of security, which sometimes makes
+people arrogant, but which had had such a different effect on
+this simple satisfied pair, in whom further development of every
+kind appeared to have been happily arrested.</p>
+<p>Mrs. Dangerfield made it known to Count Otto that every
+morning after breakfast, the hour at which he wrote his journal
+in his cabin, the old couple were guided upstairs and installed
+in their customary corner by Pandora.&nbsp; This she had learned
+to be the name of their elder daughter, and she was immensely
+amused by her discovery.&nbsp; &ldquo;Pandora&rdquo;&mdash;that
+was in the highest degree typical; it placed them in the social
+scale if other evidence had been wanting; you could tell that a
+girl was from the interior, the mysterious interior about which
+Vogelstein&rsquo;s imagination was now quite excited, when she
+had such a name as that.&nbsp; This young lady managed the whole
+family, even a little the small beflounced sister, who, with bold
+pretty innocent eyes, a torrent of fair silky hair, a crimson
+fez, such as is worn by male Turks, very much askew on top of it,
+and a way of galloping and straddling about the ship in any
+company she could pick up&mdash;she had long thin legs, very
+short skirts and stockings of every tint&mdash;was going home, in
+elegant French clothes, to resume an interrupted education.&nbsp;
+Pandora overlooked and directed her relatives; Vogelstein could
+see this for himself, could see she was very active and decided,
+that she had in a high degree the sentiment of responsibility,
+settling on the spot most of the questions that could come up for
+a family from the interior.</p>
+<p>The voyage was remarkably fine, and day after day it was
+possible to sit there under the salt sky and feel one&rsquo;s
+self rounding the great curves of the globe.&nbsp; The long deck
+made a white spot in the sharp black circle of the ocean and in
+the intense sea-light, while the shadow of the smoke-streamers
+trembled on the familiar floor, the shoes of fellow-passengers,
+distinctive now, and in some cases irritating, passed and
+repassed, accompanied, in the air so tremendously
+&ldquo;open,&rdquo; that rendered all voices weak and most
+remarks rather flat, by fragments of opinion on the run of the
+ship.&nbsp; Vogelstein by this time had finished his little
+American story and now definitely judged that Pandora Day was not
+at all like the heroine.&nbsp; She was of quite another type;
+much more serious and strenuous, and not at all keen, as he had
+supposed, about making the acquaintance of gentlemen.&nbsp; Her
+speaking to him that first afternoon had been, he was bound to
+believe, an incident without importance for herself; in spite of
+her having followed it up the next day by the remark, thrown at
+him as she passed, with a smile that was almost fraternal:
+&ldquo;It&rsquo;s all right, sir!&nbsp; I&rsquo;ve found that old
+chair.&rdquo;&nbsp; After this she hadn&rsquo;t spoken to him
+again and had scarcely looked at him.&nbsp; She read a great
+deal, and almost always French books, in fresh yellow paper; not
+the lighter forms of that literature, but a volume of
+Sainte-Beuve, of Renan or at the most, in the way of dissipation,
+of Alfred de Musset.&nbsp; She took frequent exercise and almost
+always walked alone, apparently not having made many friends on
+the ship and being without the resource of her parents, who, as
+has been related, never budged out of the cosy corner in which
+she planted them for the day.</p>
+<p>Her brother was always in the smoking-room, where Vogelstein
+observed him, in very tight clothes, his neck encircled with a
+collar like a palisade.&nbsp; He had a sharp little face, which
+was not disagreeable; he smoked enormous cigars and began his
+drinking early in the day: but his appearance gave no sign of
+these excesses.&nbsp; As regards euchre and poker and the other
+distractions of the place he was guilty of none.&nbsp; He
+evidently understood such games in perfection, for he used to
+watch the players, and even at moments impartially advise them;
+but Vogelstein never saw the cards in his hand.&nbsp; He was
+referred to as regards disputed points, and his opinion carried
+the day.&nbsp; He took little part in the conversation, usually
+much relaxed, that prevailed in the smoking-room, but from time
+to time he made, in his soft flat youthful voice, a remark which
+every one paused to listen to and which was greeted with roars of
+laughter.&nbsp; Vogelstein, well as he knew English, could rarely
+catch the joke; but he could see at least that these must be
+choice specimens of that American humour admired and practised by
+a whole continent and yet to be rendered accessible to a trained
+diplomatist, clearly, but by some special and incalculable
+revelation.&nbsp; The young man, in his way, was very remarkable,
+for, as Vogelstein heard some one say once after the laughter had
+subsided, he was only nineteen.&nbsp; If his sister didn&rsquo;t
+resemble the dreadful little girl in the tale already mentioned,
+there was for Vogelstein at least an analogy between young Mr.
+Day and a certain small brother&mdash;a candy-loving Madison,
+Hamilton or Jefferson&mdash;who was, in the Tauchnitz volume,
+attributed to that unfortunate maid.&nbsp; This was what the
+little Madison would have grown up to at nineteen, and the
+improvement was greater than might have been expected.</p>
+<p>The days were long, but the voyage was short, and it had
+almost come to an end before Count Otto yielded to an attraction
+peculiar in its nature and finally irresistible, and, in spite of
+Mrs. Dangerfield&rsquo;s emphatic warning, sought occasion for a
+little continuous talk with Miss Pandora.&nbsp; To mention that
+this impulse took effect without mentioning sundry other of his
+current impressions with which it had nothing to do is perhaps to
+violate proportion and give a false idea; but to pass it by would
+be still more unjust.&nbsp; The Germans, as we know, are a
+transcendental people, and there was at last an irresistible
+appeal for Vogelstein in this quick bright silent girl who could
+smile and turn vocal in an instant, who imparted a rare
+originality to the filial character, and whose profile was
+delicate as she bent it over a volume which she cut as she read,
+or presented it in musing attitudes, at the side of the ship, to
+the horizon they had left behind.&nbsp; But he felt it to be a
+pity, as regards a possible acquaintance with her, that her
+parents should be heavy little burghers, that her brother should
+not correspond to his conception of a young man of the upper
+class, and that her sister should be a Daisy Miller <i>en
+herbe</i>.&nbsp; Repeatedly admonished by Mrs. Dangerfield, the
+young diplomatist was doubly careful as to the relations he might
+form at the beginning of his sojourn in the United States.&nbsp;
+That lady reminded him, and he had himself made the observation
+in other capitals, that the first year, and even the second, is
+the time for prudence.&nbsp; One was ignorant of proportions and
+values; one was exposed to mistakes and thankful for attention,
+and one might give one&rsquo;s self away to people who would
+afterwards be as a millstone round one&rsquo;s neck: Mrs.
+Dangerfield struck and sustained that note, which resounded in
+the young man&rsquo;s imagination.&nbsp; She assured him that if
+he didn&rsquo;t &ldquo;look out&rdquo; he would be committing
+himself to some American girl with an impossible family.&nbsp; In
+America, when one committed one&rsquo;s self, there was nothing
+to do but march to the altar, and what should he say for instance
+to finding himself a near relation of Mr. and Mrs. P. W.
+Day?&mdash;since such were the initials inscribed on the back of
+the two chairs of that couple.&nbsp; Count Otto felt the peril,
+for he could immediately think of a dozen men he knew who had
+married American girls.&nbsp; There appeared now to be a constant
+danger of marrying the American girl; it was something one had to
+reckon with, like the railway, the telegraph, the discovery of
+dynamite, the Chassep&ocirc;t rifle, the Socialistic spirit: it
+was one of the complications of modern life.</p>
+<p>It would doubtless be too much to say that he feared being
+carried away by a passion for a young woman who was not
+strikingly beautiful and with whom he had talked, in all, but ten
+minutes.&nbsp; But, as we recognise, he went so far as to wish
+that the human belongings of a person whose high spirit appeared
+to have no taint either of fastness, as they said in England, or
+of subversive opinion, and whose mouth had charming lines, should
+not be a little more distinguished.&nbsp; There was an effect of
+drollery in her behaviour to these subjects of her zeal, whom she
+seemed to regard as a care, but not as an interest; it was as if
+they had been entrusted to her honour and she had engaged to
+convey them safe to a certain point; she was detached and
+inadvertent, and then suddenly remembered, repented and came back
+to tuck them into their blankets, to alter the position of her
+mother&rsquo;s umbrella, to tell them something about the run of
+the ship.&nbsp; These little offices were usually performed
+deftly, rapidly, with the minimum of words, and when their
+daughter drew near them Mr. and Mrs. Day closed their eyes after
+the fashion of a pair of household dogs who expect to be
+scratched.</p>
+<p>One morning she brought up the Captain of the ship to present
+to them; she appeared to have a private and independent
+acquaintance with this officer, and the introduction to her
+parents had the air of a sudden happy thought.&nbsp; It
+wasn&rsquo;t so much an introduction as an exhibition, as if she
+were saying to him: &ldquo;This is what they look like; see how
+comfortable I make them.&nbsp; Aren&rsquo;t they rather queer and
+rather dear little people?&nbsp; But they leave me perfectly
+free.&nbsp; Oh I can assure you of that.&nbsp; Besides, you must
+see it for yourself.&rdquo;&nbsp; Mr. and Mrs. Day looked up at
+the high functionary who thus unbent to them with very little
+change of countenance; then looked at each other in the same
+way.&nbsp; He saluted, he inclined himself a moment; but Pandora
+shook her head, she seemed to be answering for them; she made
+little gestures as if in explanation to the good Captain of some
+of their peculiarities, as for instance that he needn&rsquo;t
+expect them to speak.&nbsp; They closed their eyes at last; she
+appeared to have a kind of mesmeric influence on them, and Miss
+Day walked away with the important friend, who treated her with
+evident consideration, bowing very low, for all his importance,
+when the two presently after separated.&nbsp; Vogelstein could
+see she was capable of making an impression; and the moral of our
+little matter is that in spite of Mrs. Dangerfield, in spite of
+the resolutions of his prudence, in spite of the limits of such
+acquaintance as he had momentarily made with her, in spite of Mr.
+and Mrs. Day and the young man in the smoking-room, she had fixed
+his attention.</p>
+<p>It was in the course of the evening after the scene with the
+Captain that he joined her, awkwardly, abruptly, irresistibly, on
+the deck, where she was pacing to and fro alone, the hour being
+auspiciously mild and the stars remarkably fine.&nbsp; There were
+scattered talkers and smokers and couples, unrecognisable, that
+moved quickly through the gloom.&nbsp; The vessel dipped with
+long regular pulsations; vague and spectral under the low stars,
+its swaying pinnacles spotted here and there with lights, it
+seemed to rush through the darkness faster than by day.&nbsp;
+Count Otto had come up to walk, and as the girl brushed past him
+he distinguished Pandora&rsquo;s face&mdash;with Mrs. Dangerfield
+he always spoke of her as Pandora&mdash;under the veil worn to
+protect it from the sea-damp.&nbsp; He stopped, turned, hurried
+after her, threw away his cigar&mdash;then asked her if she would
+do him the honour to accept his arm.&nbsp; She declined his arm
+but accepted his company, and he allowed her to enjoy it for an
+hour.&nbsp; They had a great deal of talk, and he was to remember
+afterwards some of the things she had said.&nbsp; There was now a
+certainty of the ship&rsquo;s getting into dock the next morning
+but one, and this prospect afforded an obvious topic.&nbsp; Some
+of Miss Day&rsquo;s expressions struck him as singular, but of
+course, as he was aware, his knowledge of English was not nice
+enough to give him a perfect measure.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;m not in a hurry to arrive; I&rsquo;m very
+happy here,&rdquo; she said.&nbsp; &ldquo;I&rsquo;m afraid I
+shall have such a time putting my people through.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Putting them through?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Through the Custom-House.&nbsp; We&rsquo;ve made so
+many purchases.&nbsp; Well, I&rsquo;ve written to a friend to
+come down, and perhaps he can help us.&nbsp; He&rsquo;s very well
+acquainted with the head.&nbsp; Once I&rsquo;m chalked I
+don&rsquo;t care.&nbsp; I feel like a kind of blackboard by this
+time anyway.&nbsp; We found them awful in Germany.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Count Otto wondered if the friend she had written to were her
+lover and if they had plighted their troth, especially when she
+alluded to him again as &ldquo;that gentleman who&rsquo;s coming
+down.&rdquo;&nbsp; He asked her about her travels, her
+impressions, whether she had been long in Europe and what she
+liked best, and she put it to him that they had gone abroad, she
+and her family, for a little fresh experience.&nbsp; Though he
+found her very intelligent he suspected she gave this as a reason
+because he was a German and she had heard the Germans were rich
+in culture.&nbsp; He wondered what form of culture Mr. and Mrs.
+Day had brought back from Italy, Greece and Palestine&mdash;they
+had travelled for two years and been everywhere&mdash;especially
+when their daughter said: &ldquo;I wanted father and mother to
+see the best things.&nbsp; I kept them three hours on the
+Acropolis.&nbsp; I guess they won&rsquo;t forget
+that!&rdquo;&nbsp; Perhaps it was of Phidias and Pericles they
+were thinking, Vogelstein reflected, as they sat ruminating in
+their rugs.&nbsp; Pandora remarked also that she wanted to show
+her little sister everything while she was comparatively unformed
+(&ldquo;comparatively!&rdquo; he mutely gasped); remarkable
+sights made so much more impression when the mind was fresh: she
+had read something of that sort somewhere in Goethe.&nbsp; She
+had wanted to come herself when she was her sister&rsquo;s age;
+but her father was in business then and they couldn&rsquo;t leave
+Utica.&nbsp; The young man thought of the little sister frisking
+over the Parthenon and the Mount of Olives and sharing for two
+years, the years of the school-room, this extraordinary
+pilgrimage of her parents; he wondered whether Goethe&rsquo;s
+dictum had been justified in this case.&nbsp; He asked Pandora if
+Utica were the seat of her family, if it were an important or
+typical place, if it would be an interesting city for him, as a
+stranger, to see.&nbsp; His companion replied frankly that this
+was a big question, but added that all the same she would ask him
+to &ldquo;come and visit us at our home&rdquo; if it
+weren&rsquo;t that they should probably soon leave it.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Ah, you&rsquo;re going to live elsewhere?&rdquo;
+Vogelstein asked, as if that fact too would be typical.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, I&rsquo;m working for New York.&nbsp; I flatter
+myself I&rsquo;ve loosened them while we&rsquo;ve been
+away,&rdquo; the girl went on.&nbsp; &ldquo;They won&rsquo;t find
+in Utica the same charm; that was my idea.&nbsp; I want a big
+place, and of course Utica&mdash;!&rdquo;&nbsp; She broke off as
+before a complex statement.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I suppose Utica is inferior&mdash;?&rdquo; Vogelstein
+seemed to see his way to suggest.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well no, I guess I can&rsquo;t have you call Utica
+inferior.&nbsp; It isn&rsquo;t supreme&mdash;that&rsquo;s
+what&rsquo;s the matter with it, and I hate anything
+middling,&rdquo; said Pandora Day.&nbsp; She gave a light dry
+laugh, tossing back her head a little as she made this
+declaration.&nbsp; And looking at her askance in the dusk, as she
+trod the deck that vaguely swayed, he recognised something in her
+air and port that matched such a pronouncement.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;What&rsquo;s her social position?&rdquo; he inquired of
+Mrs. Dangerfield the next day.&nbsp; &ldquo;I can&rsquo;t make it
+out at all&mdash;it&rsquo;s so contradictory.&nbsp; She strikes
+me as having much cultivation and much spirit.&nbsp; Her
+appearance, too, is very neat.&nbsp; Yet her parents are complete
+little burghers.&nbsp; That&rsquo;s easily seen.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh, social position,&rdquo; and Mrs. Dangerfield nodded
+two or three times portentously.&nbsp; &ldquo;What big
+expressions you use!&nbsp; Do you think everybody in the world
+has a social position?&nbsp; That&rsquo;s reserved for an
+infinitely small majority of mankind.&nbsp; You can&rsquo;t have
+a social position at Utica any more than you can have an
+opera-box.&nbsp; Pandora hasn&rsquo;t got one; where, if you
+please, should she have got it?&nbsp; Poor girl, it isn&rsquo;t
+fair of you to make her the subject of such questions as
+that.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well,&rdquo; said Vogelstein, &ldquo;if she&rsquo;s of
+the lower class it seems to me
+very&mdash;very&mdash;&rdquo;&nbsp; And he paused a moment, as he
+often paused in speaking English, looking for his word.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Very what, dear Count?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Very significant, very representative.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh dear, she isn&rsquo;t of the lower class,&rdquo;
+Mrs. Dangerfield returned with an irritated sense of wasted
+wisdom.&nbsp; She liked to explain her country, but that somehow
+always required two persons.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;What is she then?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, I&rsquo;m bound to admit that since I was at home
+last she&rsquo;s a novelty.&nbsp; A girl like that with such
+people&mdash;it <i>is</i> a new type.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I like novelties&rdquo;&mdash;and Count Otto smiled
+with an air of considerable resolution.&nbsp; He couldn&rsquo;t
+however be satisfied with a demonstration that only begged the
+question; and when they disembarked in New York he felt, even
+amid the confusion of the wharf and the heaps of disembowelled
+baggage, a certain acuteness of regret at the idea that Pandora
+and her family were about to vanish into the unknown.&nbsp; He
+had a consolation however: it was apparent that for some reason
+or other&mdash;illness or absence from town&mdash;the gentleman
+to whom she had written had not, as she said, come down.&nbsp;
+Vogelstein was glad&mdash;he couldn&rsquo;t have told you
+why&mdash;that this sympathetic person had failed her; even
+though without him Pandora had to engage single-handed with the
+United States Custom-House.&nbsp; Our young man&rsquo;s first
+impression of the Western world was received on the landing-place
+of the German steamers at Jersey City&mdash;a huge wooden shed
+covering a wooden wharf which resounded under the feet, an
+expanse palisaded with rough-hewn piles that leaned this way and
+that, and bestrewn with masses of heterogeneous luggage.&nbsp; At
+one end; toward the town, was a row of tall painted palings,
+behind which he could distinguish a press of hackney-coachmen,
+who brandished their whips and awaited their victims, while their
+voices rose, incessant, with a sharp strange sound, a challenge
+at once fierce and familiar.&nbsp; The whole place, behind the
+fence, appeared to bristle and resound.&nbsp; Out there was
+America, Count Otto said to himself, and he looked toward it with
+a sense that he should have to muster resolution.&nbsp; On the
+wharf people were rushing about amid their trunks, pulling their
+things together, trying to unite their scattered parcels.&nbsp;
+They were heated and angry, or else quite bewildered and
+discouraged.&nbsp; The few that had succeeded in collecting their
+battered boxes had an air of flushed indifference to the efforts
+of their neighbours, not even looking at people with whom they
+had been fondly intimate on the steamer.&nbsp; A detachment of
+the officers of the Customs was in attendance, and energetic
+passengers were engaged in attempts to drag them toward their
+luggage or to drag heavy pieces toward them.&nbsp; These
+functionaries were good-natured and taciturn, except when
+occasionally they remarked to a passenger whose open trunk stared
+up at them, eloquent, imploring, that they were afraid the voyage
+had been &ldquo;rather glassy.&rdquo;&nbsp; They had a friendly
+leisurely speculative way of discharging their duty, and if they
+perceived a victim&rsquo;s name written on the portmanteau they
+addressed him by it in a tone of old acquaintance.&nbsp;
+Vogelstein found however that if they were familiar they
+weren&rsquo;t indiscreet.&nbsp; He had heard that in America all
+public functionaries were the same, that there wasn&rsquo;t a
+different <i>tenue</i>, as they said in France, for different
+positions, and he wondered whether at Washington the President
+and ministers, whom he expected to see&mdash;to <i>have</i> to
+see&mdash;a good deal of, would be like that.</p>
+<p>He was diverted from these speculations by the sight of Mr.
+and Mrs. Day seated side by side upon a trunk and encompassed
+apparently by the accumulations of their tour.&nbsp; Their faces
+expressed more consciousness of surrounding objects than he had
+hitherto recognised, and there was an air of placid expansion in
+the mysterious couple which suggested that this consciousness was
+agreeable.&nbsp; Mr. and Mrs. Day were, as they would have said,
+real glad to get back.&nbsp; At a little distance, on the edge of
+the dock, our observer remarked their son, who had found a place
+where, between the sides of two big ships, he could see the
+ferry-boats pass; the large pyramidal low-laden ferry-boats of
+American waters.&nbsp; He stood there, patient and considering,
+with his small neat foot on a coil of rope, his back to
+everything that had been disembarked, his neck elongated in its
+polished cylinder, while the fragrance of his big cigar mingled
+with the odour of the rotting piles, and his little sister,
+beside him, hugged a huge post and tried to see how far she could
+crane over the water without falling in.&nbsp; Vogelstein&rsquo;s
+servant was off in search of an examiner; Count Otto himself had
+got his things together and was waiting to be released, fully
+expecting that for a person of his importance the ceremony would
+be brief.</p>
+<p>Before it began he said a word to young Mr. Day, raising his
+hat at the same time to the little girl, whom he had not yet
+greeted and who dodged his salute by swinging herself boldly
+outward to the dangerous side of the pier.&nbsp; She was indeed
+still unformed, but was evidently as light as a feather.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I see you&rsquo;re kept waiting like me.&nbsp;
+It&rsquo;s very tiresome,&rdquo; Count Otto said.</p>
+<p>The young American answered without looking behind him.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;As soon as we&rsquo;re started we&rsquo;ll go all
+right.&nbsp; My sister has written to a gentleman to come
+down.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;ve looked for Miss Day to bid her
+good-bye,&rdquo; Vogelstein went on; &ldquo;but I don&rsquo;t see
+her.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I guess she has gone to meet that gentleman; he&rsquo;s
+a great friend of hers.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I guess he&rsquo;s her lover!&rdquo; the little girl
+broke out.&nbsp; &ldquo;She was always writing to him in
+Europe.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Her brother puffed his cigar in silence a moment.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;That was only for this.&nbsp; I&rsquo;ll tell on you,
+sis,&rdquo; he presently added.</p>
+<p>But the younger Miss Day gave no heed to his menace; she
+addressed herself only, though with all freedom, to
+Vogelstein.&nbsp; &ldquo;This is New York; I like it better than
+Utica.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>He had no time to reply, for his servant had arrived with one
+of the dispensers of fortune; but as he turned away he wondered,
+in the light of the child&rsquo;s preference, about the towns of
+the interior.&nbsp; He was naturally exempt from the common
+doom.&nbsp; The officer who took him in hand, and who had a large
+straw hat and a diamond breastpin, was quite a man of the world,
+and in reply to the Count&rsquo;s formal declarations only said,
+&ldquo;Well, I guess it&rsquo;s all right; I guess I&rsquo;ll
+just pass you,&rdquo; distributing chalk-marks as if they had
+been so many love-pats.&nbsp; The servant had done some
+superfluous unlocking and unbuckling, and while he closed the
+pieces the officer stood there wiping his forehead and conversing
+with Vogelstein.&nbsp; &ldquo;First visit to our country,
+sir?&mdash;quite alone&mdash;no ladies?&nbsp; Of course the
+ladies are what we&rsquo;re most after.&rdquo;&nbsp; It was in
+this manner he expressed himself, while the young diplomatist
+wondered what he was waiting for and whether he ought to slip
+something into his palm.&nbsp; But this representative of order
+left our friend only a moment in suspense; he presently turned
+away with the remark quite paternally uttered, that he hoped the
+Count would make quite a stay; upon which the young man saw how
+wrong he should have been to offer a tip.&nbsp; It was simply the
+American manner, which had a finish of its own after all.&nbsp;
+Vogelstein&rsquo;s servant had secured a porter with a truck, and
+he was about to leave the place when he saw Pandora Day dart out
+of the crowd and address herself with much eagerness to the
+functionary who had just liberated him.&nbsp; She had an open
+letter in her hand which she gave him to read and over which he
+cast his eyes, thoughtfully stroking his beard.&nbsp; Then she
+led him away to where her parents sat on their luggage.&nbsp;
+Count Otto sent off his servant with the porter and followed
+Pandora, to whom he really wished to address a word of
+farewell.&nbsp; The last thing they had said to each other on the
+ship was that they should meet again on shore.&nbsp; It seemed
+improbable however that the meeting would occur anywhere but just
+here on the dock; inasmuch as Pandora was decidedly not in
+society, where Vogelstein would be of course, and as, if
+Utica&mdash;he had her sharp little sister&rsquo;s word for
+it&mdash;was worse than what was about him there, he&rsquo;d be
+hanged if he&rsquo;d go to Utica.&nbsp; He overtook Pandora
+quickly; she was in the act of introducing the representative of
+order to her parents, quite in the same manner in which she had
+introduced the Captain of the ship.&nbsp; Mr. and Mrs. Day got up
+and shook hands with him and they evidently all prepared to have
+a little talk.&nbsp; &ldquo;I should like to introduce you to my
+brother and sister,&rdquo; he heard the girl say, and he saw her
+look about for these appendages.&nbsp; He caught her eye as she
+did so, and advanced with his hand outstretched, reflecting the
+while that evidently the Americans, whom he had always heard
+described as silent and practical, rejoiced to extravagance in
+the social graces.&nbsp; They dawdled and chattered like so many
+Neapolitans.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Good-bye, Count Vogelstein,&rdquo; said Pandora, who
+was a little flushed with her various exertions but didn&rsquo;t
+look the worse for it.&nbsp; &ldquo;I hope you&rsquo;ll have a
+splendid time and appreciate our country.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I hope you&rsquo;ll get through all right,&rdquo;
+Vogelstein answered, smiling and feeling himself already more
+idiomatic.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;That gentleman&rsquo;s sick that I wrote to,&rdquo; she
+rejoined; &ldquo;isn&rsquo;t it too bad?&nbsp; But he sent me
+down a letter to a friend of his&mdash;one of the
+examiners&mdash;and I guess we won&rsquo;t have any
+trouble.&nbsp; Mr. Lansing, let me make you acquainted with Count
+Vogelstein,&rdquo; she went on, presenting to her
+fellow-passenger the wearer of the straw hat and the breastpin,
+who shook hands with the young German as if he had never seen him
+before.&nbsp; Vogelstein&rsquo;s heart rose for an instant to his
+throat; he thanked his stars he hadn&rsquo;t offered a tip to the
+friend of a gentleman who had often been mentioned to him and who
+had also been described by a member of Pandora&rsquo;s family as
+Pandora&rsquo;s lover.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It&rsquo;s a case of ladies this time,&rdquo; Mr.
+Lansing remarked to him with a smile which seemed to confess
+surreptitiously, and as if neither party could be eager, to
+recognition.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, Mr. Bellamy says you&rsquo;ll do anything for
+<i>him</i>,&rdquo; Pandora said, smiling very sweetly at Mr.
+Lansing.&nbsp; &ldquo;We haven&rsquo;t got much; we&rsquo;ve been
+gone only two years.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Mr. Lansing scratched his head a little behind, with a
+movement that sent his straw hat forward in the direction of his
+nose.&nbsp; &ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know as I&rsquo;d do anything
+for him that I wouldn&rsquo;t do for you,&rdquo; he responded
+with an equal geniality.&nbsp; &ldquo;I guess you&rsquo;d better
+open that one&rdquo;&mdash;and he gave a little affectionate kick
+to one of the trunks.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh mother, isn&rsquo;t he lovely?&nbsp; It&rsquo;s only
+your sea-things,&rdquo; Pandora cried, stooping over the coffer
+with the key in her hand.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know as I like showing them,&rdquo; Mrs.
+Day modestly murmured.</p>
+<p>Vogelstein made his German salutation to the company in
+general, and to Pandora he offered an audible good-bye, which she
+returned in a bright friendly voice, but without looking round as
+she fumbled at the lock of her trunk.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;We&rsquo;ll try another, if you like,&rdquo; said Mr.
+Lansing good-humouredly.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh no it has got to be this one!&nbsp; Good-bye, Count
+Vogelstein.&nbsp; I hope you&rsquo;ll judge us
+correctly!&rdquo;</p>
+<p>The young man went his way and passed the barrier of the
+dock.&nbsp; Here he was met by his English valet with a face of
+consternation which led him to ask if a cab weren&rsquo;t
+forthcoming.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;They call &rsquo;em &rsquo;acks &rsquo;ere, sir,&rdquo;
+said the man, &ldquo;and they&rsquo;re beyond everything.&nbsp;
+He wants thirty shillings to take you to the inn.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Vogelstein hesitated a moment.&nbsp; &ldquo;Couldn&rsquo;t you
+find a German?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;By the way he talks he <i>is</i> a German!&rdquo; said
+the man; and in a moment Count Otto began his career in America
+by discussing the tariff of hackney-coaches in the language of
+the fatherland.</p>
+<h2>II</h2>
+<p><span class="smcap">He</span> went wherever he was asked, on
+principle, partly to study American society and partly because in
+Washington pastimes seemed to him not so numerous that one could
+afford to neglect occasions.&nbsp; At the end of two winters he
+had naturally had a good many of various kinds&mdash;his study of
+American society had yielded considerable fruit.&nbsp; When,
+however, in April, during the second year of his residence, he
+presented himself at a large party given by Mrs. Bonnycastle and
+of which it was believed that it would be the last serious affair
+of the season, his being there (and still more his looking very
+fresh and talkative) was not the consequence of a rule of
+conduct.&nbsp; He went to Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s simply because
+he liked the lady, whose receptions were the pleasantest in
+Washington, and because if he didn&rsquo;t go there he
+didn&rsquo;t know what he should do; that absence of alternatives
+having become familiar to him by the waters of the Potomac.&nbsp;
+There were a great many things he did because if he didn&rsquo;t
+do them he didn&rsquo;t know what he should do.&nbsp; It must be
+added that in this case even if there had been an alternative he
+would still have decided to go to Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s.&nbsp;
+If her house wasn&rsquo;t the pleasantest there it was at least
+difficult to say which was pleasanter; and the complaint
+sometimes made of it that it was too limited, that it left out,
+on the whole, more people than it took in, applied with much less
+force when it was thrown open for a general party.&nbsp; Toward
+the end of the social year, in those soft scented days of the
+Washington spring when the air began to show a southern glow and
+the Squares and Circles (to which the wide empty avenues
+converged according to a plan so ingenious, yet so bewildering)
+to flush with pink blossom and to make one wish to sit on
+benches&mdash;under this magic of expansion and condonation Mrs.
+Bonnycastle, who during the winter had been a good deal on the
+defensive, relaxed her vigilance a little, became whimsically
+wilful, vernally reckless, as it were, and ceased to calculate
+the consequences of an hospitality which a reference to the back
+files or even to the morning&rsquo;s issue of the newspapers
+might easily prove a mistake.&nbsp; But Washington life, to Count
+Otto&rsquo;s apprehension, was paved with mistakes; he felt
+himself in a society founded on fundamental fallacies and
+triumphant blunders.&nbsp; Little addicted as he was to the
+sportive view of existence, he had said to himself at an early
+stage of his sojourn that the only way to enjoy the great
+Republic would be to burn one&rsquo;s standards and warm
+one&rsquo;s self at the blaze.&nbsp; Such were the reflexions of
+a theoretic Teuton who now walked for the most part amid the
+ashes of his prejudices.</p>
+<p>Mrs. Bonnycastle had endeavoured more than once to explain to
+him the principles on which she received certain people and
+ignored certain others; but it was with difficulty that he
+entered into her discriminations.&nbsp; American promiscuity,
+goodness knew, had been strange to him, but it was nothing to the
+queerness of American criticism.&nbsp; This lady would discourse
+to him <i>&agrave; perte de vue</i> on differences where he only
+saw resemblances, and both the merits and the defects of a good
+many members of Washington society, as this society was
+interpreted to him by Mrs. Bonnycastle, he was often at a loss to
+understand.&nbsp; Fortunately she had a fund of good humour
+which, as I have intimated, was apt to come uppermost with the
+April blossoms and which made the people she didn&rsquo;t invite
+to her house almost as amusing to her as those she did.&nbsp; Her
+husband was not in politics, though politics were much in him;
+but the couple had taken upon themselves the responsibilities of
+an active patriotism; they thought it right to live in America,
+differing therein from many of their acquaintances who only, with
+some grimness, thought it inevitable.&nbsp; They had that
+burdensome heritage of foreign reminiscence with which so many
+Americans were saddled; but they carried it more easily than most
+of their country-people, and one knew they had lived in Europe
+only by their present exultation, never in the least by their
+regrets.&nbsp; Their regrets, that is, were only for their ever
+having lived there, as Mrs. Bonnycastle once told the wife of a
+foreign minister.&nbsp; They solved all their problems
+successfully, including those of knowing none of the people they
+didn&rsquo;t wish to, and of finding plenty of occupation in a
+society supposed to be meagrely provided with resources for that
+body which Vogelstein was to hear invoked, again and again, with
+the mixture of desire and of deprecation that might have attended
+the mention of a secret vice, under the name of a
+leisure-class.&nbsp; When as the warm weather approached they
+opened both the wings of their house-door, it was because they
+thought it would entertain them and not because they were
+conscious of a pressure.&nbsp; Alfred Bonnycastle all winter
+indeed chafed a little at the definiteness of some of his
+wife&rsquo;s reserves; it struck him that for Washington their
+society was really a little too good.&nbsp; Vogelstein still
+remembered the puzzled feeling&mdash;it had cleared up somewhat
+now&mdash;with which, more than a year before, he had heard Mr.
+Bonnycastle exclaim one evening, after a dinner in his own house,
+when every guest but the German secretary (who often sat late
+with the pair) had departed: &ldquo;Hang it, there&rsquo;s only a
+month left; let us be vulgar and have some fun&mdash;let us
+invite the President.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>This was Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s carnival, and on the
+occasion to which I began my chapter by referring the President
+had not only been invited but had signified his intention of
+being present.&nbsp; I hasten to add that this was not the same
+august ruler to whom Alfred Bonnycastle&rsquo;s irreverent
+allusion had been made.&nbsp; The White House had received a new
+tenant&mdash;the old one was then just leaving it&mdash;and Count
+Otto had had the advantage, during the first eighteen months of
+his stay in America, of seeing an electoral campaign, a
+presidential inauguration and a distribution of spoils.&nbsp; He
+had been bewildered during those first weeks by finding that at
+the national capital in the houses he supposed to be the best,
+the head of the State was not a coveted guest; for this could be
+the only explanation of Mr. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s whimsical
+suggestion of their inviting him, as it were, in carnival.&nbsp;
+His successor went out a good deal for a President.</p>
+<p>The legislative session was over, but this made little
+difference in the aspect of Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s rooms, which
+even at the height of the congressional season could scarce be
+said to overflow with the representatives of the people.&nbsp;
+They were garnished with an occasional Senator, whose movements
+and utterances often appeared to be regarded with a mixture of
+alarm and indulgence, as if they would be disappointing if they
+weren&rsquo;t rather odd and yet might be dangerous if not
+carefully watched.&nbsp; Our young man had come to entertain a
+kindness for these conscript fathers of invisible families, who
+had something of the toga in the voluminous folds of their
+conversation, but were otherwise rather bare and bald, with stony
+wrinkles in their faces, like busts and statues of ancient
+law-givers.&nbsp; There seemed to him something chill and exposed
+in their being at once so exalted and so naked; there were
+frequent lonesome glances in their eyes, as if in the social
+world their legislative consciousness longed for the warmth of a
+few comfortable laws ready-made.&nbsp; Members of the House were
+very rare, and when Washington was new to the inquiring secretary
+he used sometimes to mistake them, in the halls and on the
+staircases where he met them, for the functionaries engaged,
+under stress, to usher in guests and wait at supper.&nbsp; It was
+only a little later that he perceived these latter public
+characters almost always to be impressive and of that rich racial
+hue which of itself served as a livery.&nbsp; At present,
+however, such confounding figures were much less to be met than
+during the months of winter, and indeed they were never frequent
+at Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s.&nbsp; At present the social vistas
+of Washington, like the vast fresh flatness of the lettered and
+numbered streets, which at this season seemed to Vogelstein more
+spacious and vague than ever, suggested but a paucity of
+political phenomena.&nbsp; Count Otto that evening knew every one
+or almost every one.&nbsp; There were often inquiring strangers,
+expecting great things, from New York and Boston, and to them, in
+the friendly Washington way, the young German was promptly
+introduced.&nbsp; It was a society in which familiarity reigned
+and in which people were liable to meet three times a day, so
+that their ultimate essence really became a matter of
+importance.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;ve got three new girls,&rdquo; Mrs. Bonnycastle
+said.&nbsp; &ldquo;You must talk to them all.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;All at once?&rdquo; Vogelstein asked, reversing in
+fancy a position not at all unknown to him.&nbsp; He had so
+repeatedly heard himself addressed in even more than triple
+simultaneity.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh no; you must have something different for each; you
+can&rsquo;t get off that way.&nbsp; Haven&rsquo;t you discovered
+that the American girl expects something especially adapted to
+herself?&nbsp; It&rsquo;s very well for Europe to have a few
+phrases that will do for any girl.&nbsp; The American girl
+isn&rsquo;t <i>any</i> girl; she&rsquo;s a remarkable specimen in
+a remarkable species.&nbsp; But you must keep the best this
+evening for Miss Day.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;For Miss Day!&rdquo;&mdash;and Vogelstein had a stare
+of intelligence.&nbsp; &ldquo;Do you mean for Pandora?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Mrs. Bonnycastle broke on her side into free amusement.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;One would think you had been looking for her over the
+globe!&nbsp; So you know her already&mdash;and you call her by
+her pet name?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh no, I don&rsquo;t know her; that is I haven&rsquo;t
+seen her or thought of her from that day to this.&nbsp; We came
+to America in the same ship.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Isn&rsquo;t she an American then?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh yes; she lives at Utica&mdash;in the
+interior.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;In the interior of Utica?&nbsp; You can&rsquo;t mean my
+young woman then, who lives in New York, where she&rsquo;s a
+great beauty and a great belle and has been immensely admired
+this winter.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;After all,&rdquo; said Count Otto, considering and a
+little disappointed, &ldquo;the name&rsquo;s not so uncommon;
+it&rsquo;s perhaps another.&nbsp; But has she rather strange
+eyes, a little yellow, but very pretty, and a nose a little
+arched?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I can&rsquo;t tell you all that; I haven&rsquo;t seen
+her.&nbsp; She&rsquo;s staying with Mrs. Steuben.&nbsp; She only
+came a day or two ago, and Mrs. Steuben&rsquo;s to bring
+her.&nbsp; When she wrote to me to ask leave she told me what I
+tell you.&nbsp; They haven&rsquo;t come yet.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Vogelstein felt a quick hope that the subject of this
+correspondence might indeed be the young lady he had parted from
+on the dock at New York, but the indications seemed to point
+another way, and he had no wish to cherish an illusion.&nbsp; It
+didn&rsquo;t seem to him probable that the energetic girl who had
+introduced him to Mr. Lansing would have the entr&eacute;e of the
+best house in Washington; besides, Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s guest
+was described as a beauty and belonging to the brilliant
+city.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;What&rsquo;s the social position of Mrs.
+Steuben?&rdquo; it occurred to him to ask while he
+meditated.&nbsp; He had an earnest artless literal way of putting
+such a question as that; you could see from it that he was very
+thorough.</p>
+<p>Mrs. Bonnycastle met it, however, but, with mocking
+laughter.&nbsp; &ldquo;I&rsquo;m sure I don&rsquo;t know!&nbsp;
+What&rsquo;s your own?&rdquo;&mdash;and she left him to turn to
+her other guests, to several of whom she repeated his
+question.&nbsp; Could they tell her what was the social position
+of Mrs. Steuben?&nbsp; There was Count Vogelstein who wanted to
+know.&nbsp; He instantly became aware of course that he
+oughtn&rsquo;t so to have expressed himself.&nbsp; Wasn&rsquo;t
+the lady&rsquo;s place in the scale sufficiently indicated by
+Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s acquaintance with her?&nbsp; Still there
+were fine degrees, and he felt a little unduly snubbed.&nbsp; It
+was perfectly true, as he told his hostess, that with the quick
+wave of new impressions that had rolled over him after his
+arrival in America the image of Pandora was almost completely
+effaced; he had seen innumerable things that were quite as
+remarkable in their way as the heroine of the <i>Donau</i>, but
+at the touch of the idea that he might see her and hear her again
+at any moment she became as vivid in his mind as if they had
+parted the day before: he remembered the exact shade of the eyes
+he had described to Mrs. Bonnycastle as yellow, the tone of her
+voice when at the last she expressed the hope he might judge
+America correctly.&nbsp; <i>Had</i> he judged America
+correctly?&nbsp; If he were to meet her again she doubtless would
+try to ascertain.&nbsp; It would be going much too far to say
+that the idea of such an ordeal was terrible to Count Otto; but
+it may at least be said that the thought of meeting Pandora Day
+made him nervous.&nbsp; The fact is certainly singular, but I
+shall not take on myself to explain it; there are some things
+that even the most philosophic historian isn&rsquo;t bound to
+account for.</p>
+<p>He wandered into another room, and there, at the end of five
+minutes, he was introduced by Mrs. Bonnycastle to one of the
+young ladies of whom she had spoken.&nbsp; This was a very
+intelligent girl who came from Boston and showed much
+acquaintance with Spielhagen&rsquo;s novels.&nbsp; &ldquo;Do you
+like them?&rdquo;&nbsp; Vogelstein asked rather vaguely, not
+taking much interest in the matter, as he read works of fiction
+only in case of a sea-voyage.&nbsp; The young lady from Boston
+looked pensive and concentrated; then she answered that she liked
+<i>some</i> of them <i>very</i> much, but that there were others
+she didn&rsquo;t like&mdash;and she enumerated the works that
+came under each of these heads.&nbsp; Spielhagen is a voluminous
+writer, and such a catalogue took some time; at the end of it
+moreover Vogelstein&rsquo;s question was not answered, for he
+couldn&rsquo;t have told us whether she liked Spielhagen or
+not.</p>
+<p>On the next topic, however, there was no doubt about her
+feelings.&nbsp; They talked about Washington as people talk only
+in the place itself, revolving about the subject in widening and
+narrowing circles, perching successively on its many branches,
+considering it from every point of view.&nbsp; Our young man had
+been long enough in America to discover that after half a century
+of social neglect Washington had become the fashion and enjoyed
+the great advantage of being a new resource in
+conversation.&nbsp; This was especially the case in the months of
+spring, when the inhabitants of the commercial cities came so far
+southward to escape, after the long winter, that final
+affront.&nbsp; They were all agreed that Washington was
+fascinating, and none of them were better prepared to talk it
+over than the Bostonians.&nbsp; Vogelstein originally had been
+rather out of step with them; he hadn&rsquo;t seized their point
+of view, hadn&rsquo;t known with what they compared this object
+of their infatuation.&nbsp; But now he knew everything; he had
+settled down to the pace; there wasn&rsquo;t a possible phase of
+the discussion that could find him at a loss.&nbsp; There was a
+kind of Hegelian element in it; in the light of these
+considerations the American capital took on the semblance of a
+monstrous mystical infinite <i>Werden</i>.&nbsp; But they
+fatigued Vogelstein a little, and it was his preference, as a
+general thing, not to engage the same evening with more than one
+newcomer, one visitor in the freshness of initiation.&nbsp; This
+was why Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s expression of a wish to
+introduce him to three young ladies had startled him a little; he
+saw a certain process, in which he flattered himself that he had
+become proficient, but which was after all tolerably exhausting,
+repeated for each of the damsels.&nbsp; After separating from his
+judicious Bostonian he rather evaded Mrs. Bonnycastle, contenting
+himself with the conversation of old friends, pitched for the
+most part in a lower and easier key.</p>
+<p>At last he heard it mentioned that the President had arrived,
+had been some half-hour in the house, and he went in search of
+the illustrious guest, whose whereabouts at Washington parties
+was never indicated by a cluster of courtiers.&nbsp; He made it a
+point, whenever he found himself in company with the President,
+to pay him his respects, and he had not been discouraged by the
+fact that there was no association of ideas in the eye of the
+great man as he put out his hand presidentially and said,
+&ldquo;Happy to meet you, sir.&rdquo;&nbsp; Count Otto felt
+himself taken for a mere loyal subject, possibly for an
+office-seeker; and he used to reflect at such moments that the
+monarchical form had its merits it provided a line of heredity
+for the faculty of quick recognition.&nbsp; He had now some
+difficulty in finding the chief magistrate, and ended by learning
+that he was in the tea-room, a small apartment devoted to light
+refection near the entrance of the house.&nbsp; Here our young
+man presently perceived him seated on a sofa and in conversation
+with a lady.&nbsp; There were a number of people about the table,
+eating, drinking, talking; and the couple on the sofa, which was
+not near it but against the wall, in a shallow recess, looked a
+little withdrawn, as if they had sought seclusion and were
+disposed to profit by the diverted attention of the others.&nbsp;
+The President leaned back; his gloved hands, resting on either
+knee, made large white spots.&nbsp; He looked eminent, but he
+looked relaxed, and the lady beside him ministered freely and
+without scruple, it was clear, to this effect of his comfortably
+unbending.&nbsp; Vogelstein caught her voice as he
+approached.&nbsp; He heard her say &ldquo;Well now, remember; I
+consider it a promise.&rdquo;&nbsp; She was beautifully dressed,
+in rose-colour; her hands were clasped in her lap and her eyes
+attached to the presidential profile.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, madam, in that case it&rsquo;s about the fiftieth
+promise I&rsquo;ve given to-day.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>It was just as he heard these words, uttered by her companion
+in reply, that Count Otto checked himself, turned away and
+pretended to be looking for a cup of tea.&nbsp; It wasn&rsquo;t
+usual to disturb the President, even simply to shake hands, when
+he was sitting on a sofa with a lady, and the young secretary
+felt it in this case less possible than ever to break the rule,
+for the lady on the sofa was none other than Pandora Day.&nbsp;
+He had recognised her without her appearing to see him, and even
+with half an eye, as they said, had taken in that she was now a
+person to be reckoned with.&nbsp; She had an air of elation, of
+success; she shone, to intensity, in her rose-coloured dress; she
+was extracting promises from the ruler of fifty millions of
+people.&nbsp; What an odd place to meet her, her old shipmate
+thought, and how little one could tell, after all, in America,
+who people were!&nbsp; He didn&rsquo;t want to speak to her yet;
+he wanted to wait a little and learn more; but meanwhile there
+was something attractive in the fact that she was just behind
+him, a few yards off, that if he should turn he might see her
+again.&nbsp; It was she Mrs. Bonnycastle had meant, it was she
+who was so much admired in New York.&nbsp; Her face was the same,
+yet he had made out in a moment that she was vaguely prettier; he
+had recognised the arch of her nose, which suggested a fine
+ambition.&nbsp; He took some tea, which he hadn&rsquo;t desired,
+in order not to go away.&nbsp; He remembered her <i>entourage</i>
+on the steamer; her father and mother, the silent senseless
+burghers, so little &ldquo;of the world,&rdquo; her infant
+sister, so much of it, her humorous brother with his tall hat and
+his influence in the smoking-room.&nbsp; He remembered Mrs.
+Dangerfield&rsquo;s warnings&mdash;yet her perplexities
+too&mdash;and the letter from Mr. Bellamy, and the introduction
+to Mr. Lansing, and the way Pandora had stooped down on the dirty
+dock, laughing and talking, mistress of the situation, to open
+her trunk for the Customs.&nbsp; He was pretty sure she had paid
+no duties that day; this would naturally have been the purpose of
+Mr. Bellamy&rsquo;s letter.&nbsp; Was she still in correspondence
+with that gentleman, and had he got over the sickness interfering
+with their reunion?&nbsp; These images and these questions
+coursed through Count Otto&rsquo;s mind, and he saw it must be
+quite in Pandora&rsquo;s line to be mistress of the situation,
+for there was evidently nothing on the present occasion that
+could call itself her master.&nbsp; He drank his tea and as; he
+put down his cup heard the President, behind him, say:
+&ldquo;Well, I guess my wife will wonder why I don&rsquo;t come
+home.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Why didn&rsquo;t you bring her with you?&rdquo; Pandora
+benevolently asked.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, she doesn&rsquo;t go out much.&nbsp; Then she has
+got her sister staying with her&mdash;Mrs. Runkle, from
+Natchez.&nbsp; She&rsquo;s a good deal of an invalid, and my wife
+doesn&rsquo;t like to leave her.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;She must be a very kind woman&rdquo;&mdash;and there
+was a high mature competence in the way the girl sounded the note
+of approval.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, I guess she isn&rsquo;t
+spoiled&mdash;yet.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I should like very much to come and see her,&rdquo;
+said Pandora.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Do come round.&nbsp; Couldn&rsquo;t you come some
+night?&rdquo; the great man responded.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, I&rsquo;ll come some time.&nbsp; And I shall
+remind you of your promise.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;All right.&nbsp; There&rsquo;s nothing like keeping it
+up.&nbsp; Well,&rdquo; said the President, &ldquo;I must bid
+good-bye to these bright folks.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Vogelstein heard him rise from the sofa with his companion;
+after which he gave the pair time to pass out of the room before
+him.&nbsp; They did it with a certain impressive deliberation,
+people making way for the ruler of fifty millions and looking
+with a certain curiosity at the striking pink person at his
+side.&nbsp; When a little later he followed them across the hall,
+into one of the other rooms, he saw the host and hostess
+accompany the President to the door and two foreign ministers and
+a judge of the Supreme Court address themselves to Pandora
+Day.&nbsp; He resisted the impulse to join this circle: if he
+should speak to her at all he would somehow wish it to be in more
+privacy.&nbsp; She continued nevertheless to occupy him, and when
+Mrs. Bonnycastle came back from the hall he immediately
+approached her with an appeal.&nbsp; &ldquo;I wish you&rsquo;d
+tell me something more about that girl&mdash;that one opposite
+and in pink.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;The lovely Day&mdash;that&rsquo;s what they call her, I
+believe?&nbsp; I wanted you to talk with her.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I find she is the one I&rsquo;ve met.&nbsp; But she
+seems to be so different here.&nbsp; I can&rsquo;t make it
+out,&rdquo; said Count Otto.</p>
+<p>There was something in his expression that again moved Mrs.
+Bonnycastle to mirth.&nbsp; &ldquo;How we do puzzle you
+Europeans!&nbsp; You look quite bewildered.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;m sorry I look so&mdash;I try to hide it.&nbsp;
+But of course we&rsquo;re very simple.&nbsp; Let me ask then a
+simple earnest childlike question.&nbsp; Are her parents also in
+society?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Parents in society?&nbsp; D&rsquo;o&ugrave;
+tombez-vous?&nbsp; Did you ever hear of the parents of a
+triumphant girl in rose-colour, with a nose all her own, in
+society?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Is she then all alone?&rdquo; he went on with a strain
+of melancholy in his voice.</p>
+<p>Mrs. Bonnycastle launched at him all her laughter.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You&rsquo;re too pathetic.&nbsp; Don&rsquo;t you know
+what she is?&nbsp; I supposed of course you knew.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It&rsquo;s exactly what I&rsquo;m asking
+you.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Why she&rsquo;s the new type.&nbsp; It has only come up
+lately.&nbsp; They have had articles about it in the
+papers.&nbsp; That&rsquo;s the reason I told Mrs. Steuben to
+bring her.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;The new type?&nbsp; <i>What</i> new type, Mrs.
+Bonnycastle?&rdquo; he returned pleadingly&mdash;so conscious was
+he that all types in America were new.</p>
+<p>Her laughter checked her reply a moment, and by the time she
+had recovered herself the young lady from Boston, with whom
+Vogelstein had been talking, stood there to take leave.&nbsp;
+This, for an American type, was an old one, he was sure; and the
+process of parting between the guest and her hostess had an
+ancient elaboration.&nbsp; Count Otto waited a little; then he
+turned away and walked up to Pandora Day, whose group of
+interlocutors had now been re-enforced by a gentleman who had
+held an important place in the cabinet of the late occupant of
+the presidential chair.&nbsp; He had asked Mrs. Bonnycastle if
+she were &ldquo;all alone&rdquo;; but there was nothing in her
+present situation to show her for solitary.&nbsp; She
+wasn&rsquo;t sufficiently alone for our friend&rsquo;s taste; but
+he was impatient and he hoped she&rsquo;d give him a few words to
+himself.&nbsp; She recognised him without a moment&rsquo;s
+hesitation and with the sweetest smile, a smile matching to a
+shade the tone in which she said: &ldquo;I was watching
+you.&nbsp; I wondered if you weren&rsquo;t going to speak to
+me.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Miss Day was watching him!&rdquo; one of the foreign
+ministers exclaimed; &ldquo;and we flattered ourselves that her
+attention was all with us.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I mean before,&rdquo; said the girl, &ldquo;while I was
+talking with the President.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>At which the gentlemen began to laugh, one of them remarking
+that this was the way the absent were sacrificed, even the great;
+while another put on record that he hoped Vogelstein was duly
+flattered.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh I was watching the President too,&rdquo; said
+Pandora.&nbsp; &ldquo;I&rsquo;ve got to watch <i>him</i>.&nbsp;
+He has promised me something.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It must be the mission to England,&rdquo; the judge of
+the Supreme Court suggested.&nbsp; &ldquo;A good position for a
+lady; they&rsquo;ve got a lady at the head over there.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I wish they would send you to my country,&rdquo; one of
+the foreign ministers suggested.&nbsp; &ldquo;I&rsquo;d
+immediately get recalled.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Why perhaps in your country I wouldn&rsquo;t speak to
+you!&nbsp; It&rsquo;s only because you&rsquo;re here,&rdquo; the
+ex-heroine of the <i>Donau</i> returned with a gay familiarity
+which evidently ranked with her but as one of the arts of
+defence.&nbsp; &ldquo;You&rsquo;ll see what mission it is when it
+comes out.&nbsp; But I&rsquo;ll speak to Count Vogelstein
+anywhere,&rdquo; she went on.&nbsp; &ldquo;He&rsquo;s an older
+friend than any right here.&nbsp; I&rsquo;ve known him in
+difficult days.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh yes, on the great ocean,&rdquo; the young man
+smiled.&nbsp; &ldquo;On the watery waste, in the
+tempest!&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh I don&rsquo;t mean that so much; we had a beautiful
+voyage and there wasn&rsquo;t any tempest.&nbsp; I mean when I
+was living in Utica.&nbsp; That&rsquo;s a watery waste if you
+like, and a tempest there would have been a pleasant
+variety.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Your parents seemed to me so peaceful!&rdquo; her
+associate in the other memories sighed with a vague wish to say
+something sympathetic.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh you haven&rsquo;t seen them ashore!&nbsp; At Utica
+they were very lively.&nbsp; But that&rsquo;s no longer our
+natural home.&nbsp; Don&rsquo;t you remember I told you I was
+working for New York?&nbsp; Well, I worked&mdash;I had to work
+hard.&nbsp; But we&rsquo;ve moved.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Count Otto clung to his interest.&nbsp; &ldquo;And I hope
+they&rsquo;re happy.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;My father and mother?&nbsp; Oh they will be, in
+time.&nbsp; I must give them time.&nbsp; They&rsquo;re very young
+yet, they&rsquo;ve years before them.&nbsp; And you&rsquo;ve been
+always in Washington?&rdquo; Pandora continued.&nbsp; &ldquo;I
+suppose you&rsquo;ve found out everything about
+everything.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh no&mdash;there are some things I <i>can&rsquo;t</i>
+find out.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Come and see me and perhaps I can help you.&nbsp;
+I&rsquo;m very different from what I was in that phase.&nbsp;
+I&rsquo;ve advanced a great deal since then.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh how was Miss Day in that phase?&rdquo; asked a
+cabinet minister of the last administration.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;She was delightful of course,&rdquo; Count Otto
+said.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;He&rsquo;s very flattering; I didn&rsquo;t open my
+mouth!&rdquo; Pandora cried.&nbsp; &ldquo;Here comes Mrs. Steuben
+to take me to some other place.&nbsp; I believe it&rsquo;s a
+literary party near the Capitol.&nbsp; Everything seems so
+separate in Washington.&nbsp; Mrs. Steuben&rsquo;s going to read
+a poem.&nbsp; I wish she&rsquo;d read it here; wouldn&rsquo;t it
+do as well?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>This lady, arriving, signified to her young friend the
+necessity of their moving on.&nbsp; But Miss Day&rsquo;s
+companions had various things to say to her before giving her
+up.&nbsp; She had a vivid answer for each, and it was brought
+home to Vogelstein while he listened that this would be indeed,
+in her development, as she said, another phase.&nbsp; Daughter of
+small burghers as she might be she was really brilliant.&nbsp; He
+turned away a little and while Mrs. Steuben waited put her a
+question.&nbsp; He had made her half an hour before the subject
+of that inquiry to which Mrs. Bonnycastle returned so ambiguous
+an answer; but this wasn&rsquo;t because he failed of all direct
+acquaintance with the amiable woman or of any general idea of the
+esteem in which she was held.&nbsp; He had met her in various
+places and had been at her house.&nbsp; She was the widow of a
+commodore, was a handsome mild soft swaying person, whom every
+one liked, with glossy bands of black hair and a little ringlet
+depending behind each ear.&nbsp; Some one had said that she
+looked like the <i>vieux jeu</i>, idea of the queen in
+<i>Hamlet</i>.&nbsp; She had written verses which were admired in
+the South, wore a full-length portrait of the commodore on her
+bosom and spoke with the accent of Savannah.&nbsp; She had about
+her a positive strong odour of Washington.&nbsp; It had certainly
+been very superfluous in our young man to question Mrs.
+Bonnycastle about her social position.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Do kindly tell me,&rdquo; he said, lowering his voice,
+&ldquo;what&rsquo;s the type to which that young lady
+belongs?&nbsp; Mrs. Bonnycastle tells me it&rsquo;s a new
+one.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Mrs. Steuben for a moment fixed her liquid eyes on the
+secretary of legation.&nbsp; She always seemed to be translating
+the prose of your speech into the finer rhythms with which her
+own mind was familiar.&nbsp; &ldquo;Do you think anything&rsquo;s
+really new?&rdquo; she then began to flute.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;I&rsquo;m very fond of the old; you know that&rsquo;s a
+weakness of we Southerners.&rdquo;&nbsp; The poor lady, it will
+be observed, had another weakness as well.&nbsp; &ldquo;What we
+often take to be the new is simply the old under some novel
+form.&nbsp; Were there not remarkable natures in the past?&nbsp;
+If you doubt it you should visit the South, where the past still
+lingers.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Vogelstein had been struck before this with Mrs.
+Steuben&rsquo;s pronunciation of the word by which her native
+latitudes were designated; transcribing it from her lips you
+would have written it (as the nearest approach) the Sooth.&nbsp;
+But at present he scarce heeded this peculiarity; he was
+wondering rather how a woman could be at once so copious and so
+uninforming.&nbsp; What did he care about the past or even about
+the Sooth?&nbsp; He was afraid of starting her again.&nbsp; He
+looked at her, discouraged and helpless, as bewildered almost as
+Mrs. Bonnycastle had found him half an hour before; looked also
+at the commodore, who, on her bosom, seemed to breathe again with
+his widow&rsquo;s respirations.&nbsp; &ldquo;Call it an old type
+then if you like,&rdquo; he said in a moment.&nbsp; &ldquo;All I
+want to know is what type it <i>is</i>!&nbsp; It seems
+impossible,&rdquo; he gasped, &ldquo;to find out.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You can find out in the newspapers.&nbsp; They&rsquo;ve
+had articles about it.&nbsp; They write about everything
+now.&nbsp; But it isn&rsquo;t true about Miss Day.&nbsp;
+It&rsquo;s one of the first families.&nbsp; Her great-grandfather
+was in the Revolution.&rdquo;&nbsp; Pandora by this time had
+given her attention again to Mrs. Steuben.&nbsp; She seemed to
+signify that she was ready to move on.&nbsp; &ldquo;Wasn&rsquo;t
+your great-grandfather in the Revolution?&rdquo; the elder lady
+asked.&nbsp; &ldquo;I&rsquo;m telling Count Vogelstein about
+him.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Why are you asking about my ancestors?&rdquo; the girl
+demanded of the young German with untempered brightness.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;Is that the thing you said just now that you can&rsquo;t
+find out?&nbsp; Well, if Mrs. Steuben will only be quiet you
+never will.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Mrs. Steuben shook her head rather dreamily.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;Well, it&rsquo;s no trouble for we of the Sooth to be
+quiet.&nbsp; There&rsquo;s a kind of languor in our blood.&nbsp;
+Besides, we have to be to-day.&nbsp; But I&rsquo;ve got to show
+some energy to-night.&nbsp; I&rsquo;ve got to get you to the end
+of Pennsylvania Avenue.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Pandora gave her hand to Count Otto and asked him if he
+thought they should meet again.&nbsp; He answered that in
+Washington people were always meeting again and that at any rate
+he shouldn&rsquo;t fail to wait upon her.&nbsp; Hereupon, just as
+the two ladies were detaching themselves, Mrs. Steuben remarked
+that if the Count and Miss Day wished to meet again the picnic
+would be a good chance&mdash;the picnic she was getting up for
+the following Thursday.&nbsp; It was to consist of about twenty
+bright people, and they&rsquo;d go down the Potomac to Mount
+Vernon.&nbsp; The Count answered that if Mrs. Steuben thought him
+bright enough he should be delighted to join the party; and he
+was told the hour for which the tryst was taken.</p>
+<p>He remained at Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s after every one had
+gone, and then he informed this lady of his reason for
+waiting.&nbsp; Would she have mercy on him and let him know, in a
+single word, before he went to rest&mdash;for without it rest
+would be impossible&mdash;what was this famous type to which
+Pandora Day belonged?</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Gracious, you don&rsquo;t mean to say you&rsquo;ve not
+found out that type yet!&rdquo; Mrs. Bonnycastle exclaimed with a
+return of her hilarity.&nbsp; &ldquo;What have you been doing all
+the evening?&nbsp; You Germans may be thorough, but you certainly
+are not quick!&rdquo;</p>
+<p>It was Alfred Bonnycastle who at last took pity on him.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;My dear Vogelstein, she&rsquo;s the latest freshest fruit
+of our great American evolution.&nbsp; She&rsquo;s the self-made
+girl!&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Count Otto gazed a moment.&nbsp; &ldquo;The fruit of the great
+American Revolution?&nbsp; Yes, Mrs. Steuben told me her
+great-grandfather&mdash;&rdquo; but the rest of his sentence was
+lost in a renewed explosion of Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s sense of
+the ridiculous.&nbsp; He bravely pushed his advantage, such as it
+was, however, and, desiring his host&rsquo;s definition to be
+defined, inquired what the self-made girl might be.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Sit down and we&rsquo;ll tell you all about it,&rdquo;
+Mrs. Bonnycastle said.&nbsp; &ldquo;I like talking this way,
+after a party&rsquo;s over.&nbsp; You can smoke if you like, and
+Alfred will open another window.&nbsp; Well, to begin with, the
+self-made girl&rsquo;s a new feature.&nbsp; That, however, you
+know.&nbsp; In the second place she isn&rsquo;t self-made at
+all.&nbsp; We all help to make her&mdash;we take such an interest
+in her.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;That&rsquo;s only after she&rsquo;s made!&rdquo; Alfred
+Bonnycastle broke in.&nbsp; &ldquo;But it&rsquo;s Vogelstein that
+takes an interest.&nbsp; What on earth has started you up so on
+the subject of Miss Day?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>The visitor explained as well as he could that it was merely
+the accident of his having crossed the ocean in the steamer with
+her; but he felt the inadequacy of this account of the matter,
+felt it more than his hosts, who could know neither how little
+actual contact he had had with her on the ship, how much he had
+been affected by Mrs. Dangerfield&rsquo;s warnings, nor how much
+observation at the same time he had lavished on her.&nbsp; He sat
+there half an hour, and the warm dead stillness of the Washington
+night&mdash;nowhere are the nights so silent&mdash;came in at the
+open window, mingled with a soft sweet earthy smell, the smell of
+growing things and in particular, as he thought, of Mrs.
+Steuben&rsquo;s Sooth.&nbsp; Before he went away he had heard all
+about the self-made girl, and there was something in the picture
+that strongly impressed him.&nbsp; She was possible doubtless
+only in America; American life had smoothed the way for
+her.&nbsp; She was not fast, nor emancipated, nor crude, nor
+loud, and there wasn&rsquo;t in her, of necessity at least, a
+grain of the stuff of which the adventuress is made.&nbsp; She
+was simply very successful, and her success was entirely
+personal.&nbsp; She hadn&rsquo;t been born with the silver spoon
+of social opportunity; she had grasped it by honest
+exertion.&nbsp; You knew her by many different signs, but
+chiefly, infallibly, by the appearance of her parents.&nbsp; It
+was her parents who told her story; you always saw how little her
+parents could have made her.&nbsp; Her attitude with regard to
+them might vary in different ways.&nbsp; As the great fact on her
+own side was that she had lifted herself from a lower social
+plane, done it all herself, and done it by the simple lever of
+her personality, it was naturally to be expected that she would
+leave the authors of her mere material being in the shade.&nbsp;
+Sometimes she had them in her wake, lost in the bubbles and the
+foam that showed where she had passed; sometimes, as Alfred
+Bonnycastle said, she let them slide altogether; sometimes she
+kept them in close confinement, resorting to them under cover of
+night and with every precaution; sometimes she exhibited them to
+the public in discreet glimpses, in prearranged attitudes.&nbsp;
+But the general characteristic of the self-made girl was that,
+though it was frequently understood that she was privately
+devoted to her kindred, she never attempted to impose them on
+society, and it was striking that, though in some of her
+manifestations a bore, she was at her worst less of a bore than
+they.&nbsp; They were almost always solemn and portentous, and
+they were for the most part of a deathly respectability.&nbsp;
+She wasn&rsquo;t necessarily snobbish, unless it was snobbish to
+want the best.&nbsp; She didn&rsquo;t cringe, she didn&rsquo;t
+make herself smaller than she was; she took on the contrary a
+stand of her own and attracted things to herself.&nbsp; Naturally
+she was possible only in America&mdash;only in a country where
+whole ranges of competition and comparison were absent.&nbsp; The
+natural history of this interesting creature was at last
+completely laid bare to the earnest stranger, who, as he sat
+there in the animated stillness, with the fragrant breath of the
+Western world in his nostrils, was convinced of what he had
+already suspected, that conversation in the great Republic was
+more yearningly, not to say gropingly, psychological than
+elsewhere.&nbsp; Another thing, as he learned, that you knew the
+self-made girl by was her culture, which was perhaps a little too
+restless and obvious.&nbsp; She had usually got into society more
+or less by reading, and her conversation was apt to be garnished
+with literary allusions, even with familiar quotations.&nbsp;
+Vogelstein hadn&rsquo;t had time to observe this element as a
+developed form in Pandora Day; but Alfred Bonnycastle hinted that
+he wouldn&rsquo;t trust her to keep it under in a
+<i>t&ecirc;te-&agrave;-t&ecirc;te</i>.&nbsp; It was needless to
+say that these young persons had always been to Europe; that was
+usually the first place they got to.&nbsp; By such arts they
+sometimes entered society on the other side before they did so at
+home; it was to be added at the same time that this resource was
+less and less valuable, for Europe, in the American world, had
+less and less prestige and people in the Western hemisphere now
+kept a watch on that roundabout road.&nbsp; All of which quite
+applied to Pandora Day&mdash;the journey to Europe, the culture
+(as exemplified in the books she read on the ship), the
+relegation, the effacement, of the family.&nbsp; The only thing
+that was exceptional was the rapidity of her march; for the jump
+she had taken since he left her in the hands of Mr. Lansing
+struck Vogelstein, even after he had made all allowance for the
+abnormal homogeneity of the American mass, as really
+considerable.&nbsp; It took all her cleverness to account for
+such things.&nbsp; When she &ldquo;moved&rdquo; from
+Utica&mdash;mobilised her commissariat&mdash;the battle appeared
+virtually to have been gained.</p>
+<p>Count Otto called the next day, and Mrs. Steuben&rsquo;s
+blackamoor informed him, in the communicative manner of his race,
+that the ladies had gone out to pay some visits and look at the
+Capitol.&nbsp; Pandora apparently had not hitherto examined this
+monument, and our young man wished he had known, the evening
+before, of her omission, so that he might have offered to be her
+initiator.&nbsp; There is too obvious a connexion for us to fail
+of catching it between his regret and the fact that in leaving
+Mrs. Steuben&rsquo;s door he reminded himself that he wanted a
+good walk, and that he thereupon took his way along Pennsylvania
+Avenue.&nbsp; His walk had become fairly good by the time he
+reached the great white edifice that unfolds its repeated
+colonnades and uplifts its isolated dome at the end of a long
+vista of saloons and tobacco-shops.&nbsp; He slowly climbed the
+great steps, hesitating a little, even wondering why he had
+come.&nbsp; The superficial reason was obvious enough, but there
+was a real one behind it that struck him as rather wanting in the
+solidity which should characterise the motives of an emissary of
+Prince Bismarck.&nbsp; The superficial reason was a belief that
+Mrs. Steuben would pay her visit first&mdash;it was probably only
+a question of leaving cards&mdash;and bring her young friend to
+the Capitol at the hour when the yellow afternoon light would
+give a tone to the blankness of its marble walls.&nbsp; The
+Capitol was a splendid building, but it was rather wanting in
+tone.&nbsp; Vogelstein&rsquo;s curiosity about Pandora Day had
+been much more quickened than checked by the revelations made to
+him in Mrs. Bonnycastle&rsquo;s drawing-room.&nbsp; It was a
+relief to have the creature classified; but he had a desire, of
+which he had not been conscious before, to see really to the end
+how well, in other words how completely and artistically, a girl
+could make herself.&nbsp; His calculations had been just, and he
+had wandered about the rotunda for only ten minutes, looking
+again at the paintings, commemorative of the national annals,
+which occupy its lower spaces, and at the simulated sculptures,
+so touchingly characteristic of early American taste, which adorn
+its upper reaches, when the charming women he had been counting
+on presented themselves in charge of a licensed guide.&nbsp; He
+went to meet them and didn&rsquo;t conceal from them that he had
+marked them for his very own.&nbsp; The encounter was happy on
+both sides, and he accompanied them through the queer and endless
+interior, through labyrinths of bleak bare development, into
+legislative and judicial halls.&nbsp; He thought it a hideous
+place; he had seen it all before and asked himself what senseless
+game he was playing.&nbsp; In the lower House were certain
+bedaubed walls, in the basest style of imitation, which made him
+feel faintly sick, not to speak of a lobby adorned with artless
+prints and photographs of eminent defunct Congressmen that was
+all too serious for a joke and too comic for a Valhalla.&nbsp;
+But Pandora was greatly interested; she thought the Capitol very
+fine; it was easy to criticise the details, but as a whole it was
+the most impressive building she had ever seen.&nbsp; She proved
+a charming fellow tourist; she had constantly something to say,
+but never said it too much; it was impossible to drag in the wake
+of a <i>cicerone</i> less of a lengthening or an irritating
+chain.&nbsp; Vogelstein could see too that she wished to improve
+her mind; she looked at the historical pictures, at the uncanny
+statues of local worthies, presented by the different
+States&mdash;they were of different sizes, as if they had been
+&ldquo;numbered,&rdquo; in a shop&mdash;she asked questions of
+the guide and in the chamber of the Senate requested him to show
+her the chairs of the gentlemen from New York.&nbsp; She sat down
+in one of them, though Mrs. Steuben told her <i>that</i> Senator
+(she mistook the chair, dropping into another State) was a horrid
+old thing.</p>
+<p>Throughout the hour he spent with her Vogelstein seemed to see
+how it was she had made herself.&nbsp; They walked about,
+afterwards on the splendid terrace that surrounds the Capitol,
+the great marble floor on which it stands, and made vague
+remarks&mdash;Pandora&rsquo;s were the most definite&mdash;about
+the yellow sheen of the Potomac, the hazy hills of Virginia, the
+far-gleaming pediment of Arlington, the raw confused-looking
+country.&nbsp; Washington was beneath them, bristling and
+geometrical; the long lines of its avenues seemed to stretch into
+national futures.&nbsp; Pandora asked Count Otto if he had ever
+been to Athens and, on his admitting so much, sought to know
+whether the eminence on which they stood didn&rsquo;t give him an
+idea of the Acropolis in its prime.&nbsp; Vogelstein deferred the
+satisfaction of this appeal to their next meeting; he was
+glad&mdash;in spite of the appeal&mdash;to make pretexts for
+seeing her again.&nbsp; He did so on the morrow; Mrs.
+Steuben&rsquo;s picnic was still three days distant.&nbsp; He
+called on Pandora a second time, also met her each evening in the
+Washington world.&nbsp; It took very little of this to remind him
+that he was forgetting both Mrs. Dangerfield&rsquo;s warnings and
+the admonitions&mdash;long familiar to him&mdash;of his own
+conscience.&nbsp; Was he in peril of love?&nbsp; Was he to be
+sacrificed on the altar of the American girl, an altar at which
+those other poor fellows had poured out some of the bluest blood
+in Germany and he had himself taken oath he would never seriously
+worship?&nbsp; He decided that he wasn&rsquo;t in real danger,
+that he had rather clinched his precautions.&nbsp; It was true
+that a young person who had succeeded so well for herself might
+be a great help to her husband; but this diplomatic aspirant
+preferred on the whole that his success should be his own: it
+wouldn&rsquo;t please him to have the air of being pushed by his
+wife.&nbsp; Such a wife as that would wish to push him, and he
+could hardly admit to himself that this was what fate had in
+reserve for him&mdash;to be propelled in his career by a young
+lady who would perhaps attempt to talk to the Kaiser as he had
+heard her the other night talk to the President.&nbsp; Would she
+consent to discontinue relations with her family, or would she
+wish still to borrow plastic relief from that domestic
+background?&nbsp; That her family was so impossible was to a
+certain extent an advantage; for if they had been a little better
+the question of a rupture would be less easy.&nbsp; He turned
+over these questions in spite of his security, or perhaps indeed
+because of it.&nbsp; The security made them speculative and
+disinterested.</p>
+<p>They haunted him during the excursion to Mount Vernon, which
+took place according to traditions long established.&nbsp; Mrs.
+Steuben&rsquo;s confederates assembled on the steamer and were
+set afloat on the big brown stream which had already seemed to
+our special traveller to have too much bosom and too little
+bank.&nbsp; Here and there, however, he became conscious of a
+shore where there was something to look at, even though conscious
+at the same time that he had of old lost great opportunities of
+an idyllic cast in not having managed to be more &ldquo;thrown
+with&rdquo; a certain young lady on the deck of the North German
+Lloyd.&nbsp; The two turned round together to hang over
+Alexandria, which for Pandora, as she declared, was a picture of
+Old Virginia.&nbsp; She told Vogelstein that she was always
+hearing about it during the Civil War, ages before.&nbsp; Little
+girl as she had been at the time she remembered all the names
+that were on people&rsquo;s lips during those years of
+reiteration.&nbsp; This historic spot had a touch of the romance
+of rich decay, a reference to older things, to a dramatic
+past.&nbsp; The past of Alexandria appeared in the vista of three
+or four short streets sloping up a hill and lined with poor brick
+warehouses erected for merchandise that had ceased to come or
+go.&nbsp; It looked hot and blank and sleepy, down to the shabby
+waterside where tattered darkies dangled their bare feet from the
+edge of rotting wharves.&nbsp; Pandora was even more interested
+in Mount Vernon&mdash;when at last its wooded bluff began to
+command the river&mdash;than she had been in the Capitol, and
+after they had disembarked and ascended to the celebrated mansion
+she insisted on going into every room it contained.&nbsp; She
+&ldquo;claimed for it,&rdquo; as she said&mdash;some of her turns
+were so characteristic both of her nationality and her own
+style&mdash;the finest situation in the world, and was distinct
+as to the shame of their not giving it to the President for his
+country-seat.&nbsp; Most of her companions had seen the house
+often, and were now coupling themselves in the grounds according
+to their sympathies, so that it was easy for Vogelstein to offer
+the benefit of his own experience to the most inquisitive member
+of the party.&nbsp; They were not to lunch for another hour, and
+in the interval the young man roamed with his first and fairest
+acquaintance.&nbsp; The breath of the Potomac, on the boat, had
+been a little harsh, but on the softly-curving lawn, beneath the
+clustered trees, with the river relegated to a mere shining
+presence far below and in the distance, the day gave out nothing
+but its mildness, the whole scene became noble and genial.</p>
+<p>Count Otto could joke a little on great occasions, and the
+present one was worthy of his humour.&nbsp; He maintained to his
+companion that the shallow painted mansion resembled a false
+house, a &ldquo;wing&rdquo; or structure of daubed canvas, on the
+stage; but she answered him so well with certain economical
+palaces she had seen in Germany, where, as she said, there was
+nothing but china stoves and stuffed birds, that he was obliged
+to allow the home of Washington to be after all really
+<i>gem&uuml;thlich</i>.&nbsp; What he found so in fact was the
+soft texture of the day, his personal situation, the sweetness of
+his suspense.&nbsp; For suspense had decidedly become his
+portion; he was under a charm that made him feel he was watching
+his own life and that his susceptibilities were beyond his
+control.&nbsp; It hung over him that things might take a turn,
+from one hour to the other, which would make them very different
+from what they had been yet; and his heart certainly beat a
+little faster as he wondered what that turn might be.&nbsp; Why
+did he come to picnics on fragrant April days with American girls
+who might lead him too far?&nbsp; Wouldn&rsquo;t such girls be
+glad to marry a Pomeranian count?&nbsp; And <i>would</i> they,
+after all, talk that way to the Kaiser?&nbsp; If he were to marry
+one of them he should have to give her several thorough
+lessons.</p>
+<p>In their little tour of the house our young friend and his
+companion had had a great many fellow visitors, who had also
+arrived by the steamer and who had hitherto not left them an
+ideal privacy.&nbsp; But the others gradually dispersed; they
+circled about a kind of showman who was the authorised guide, a
+big slow genial vulgar heavily-bearded man, with a whimsical
+edifying patronising tone, a tone that had immense success when
+he stopped here and there to make his points&mdash;to pass his
+eyes over his listening flock, then fix them quite above it with
+a meditative look and bring out some ancient pleasantry as if it
+were a sudden inspiration.&nbsp; He made a cheerful thing, an
+echo of the platform before the booth of a country fair, even of
+a visit to the tomb of the <i>pater patri&aelig;</i>.&nbsp; It is
+enshrined in a kind of grotto in the grounds, and Vogelstein
+remarked to Pandora that he was a good man for the place, but was
+too familiar.&nbsp; &ldquo;Oh he&rsquo;d have been familiar with
+Washington,&rdquo; said the girl with the bright dryness with
+which she often uttered amusing things.&nbsp; Vogelstein looked
+at her a moment, and it came over him, as he smiled, that she
+herself probably wouldn&rsquo;t have been abashed even by the
+hero with whom history has taken fewest liberties.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;You look as if you could hardly believe that,&rdquo;
+Pandora went on.&nbsp; &ldquo;You Germans are always in such awe
+of great people.&rdquo;&nbsp; And it occurred to her critic that
+perhaps after all Washington would have liked her manner, which
+was wonderfully fresh and natural.&nbsp; The man with the beard
+was an ideal minister to American shrines; he played on the
+curiosity of his little band with the touch of a master, drawing
+them at the right moment away to see the classic ice-house where
+the old lady had been found weeping in the belief it was
+Washington&rsquo;s grave.&nbsp; While this monument was under
+inspection our interesting couple had the house to themselves,
+and they spent some time on a pretty terrace where certain
+windows of the second floor opened&mdash;a little rootless
+verandah which overhung, in a manner, obliquely, all the
+magnificence of the view; the immense sweep of the river, the
+artistic plantations, the last-century garden with its big box
+hedges and remains of old espaliers.&nbsp; They lingered here for
+nearly half an hour, and it was in this retirement that
+Vogelstein enjoyed the only approach to intimate conversation
+appointed for him, as was to appear, with a young woman in whom
+he had been unable to persuade himself that he was not
+absorbed.&nbsp; It&rsquo;s not necessary, and it&rsquo;s not
+possible, that I should reproduce this colloquy; but I may
+mention that it began&mdash;as they leaned against the parapet of
+the terrace and heard the cheerful voice of the showman wafted up
+to them from a distance&mdash;with his saying to her rather
+abruptly that he couldn&rsquo;t make out why they hadn&rsquo;t
+had more talk together when they crossed the Atlantic.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, I can if you can&rsquo;t,&rdquo; said
+Pandora.&nbsp; &ldquo;I&rsquo;d have talked quick enough if you
+had spoken to me.&nbsp; I spoke to you first.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Yes, I remember that&rdquo;&mdash;and it affected him
+awkwardly.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You listened too much to Mrs. Dangerfield.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>He feigned a vagueness.&nbsp; &ldquo;To Mrs.
+Dangerfield?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;That woman you were always sitting with; she told you
+not to speak to me.&nbsp; I&rsquo;ve seen her in New York; she
+speaks to me now herself.&nbsp; She recommended you to have
+nothing to do with me.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh how can you say such dreadful things?&rdquo; Count
+Otto cried with a very becoming blush.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You know you can&rsquo;t deny it.&nbsp; You
+weren&rsquo;t attracted by my family.&nbsp; They&rsquo;re
+charming people when you know them.&nbsp; I don&rsquo;t have a
+better time anywhere than I have at home,&rdquo; the girl went on
+loyally.&nbsp; &ldquo;But what does it matter?&nbsp; My family
+are very happy.&nbsp; They&rsquo;re getting quite used to New
+York.&nbsp; Mrs. Dangerfield&rsquo;s a vulgar wretch&mdash;next
+winter she&rsquo;ll call on me.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You are unlike any M&auml;dchen I&rsquo;ve ever
+seen&mdash;I don&rsquo;t understand you,&rdquo; said poor
+Vogelstein with the colour still in his face.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, you never <i>will</i> understand
+me&mdash;probably; but what difference does it make?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>He attempted to tell her what difference, but I&rsquo;ve no
+space to follow him here.&nbsp; It&rsquo;s known that when the
+German mind attempts to explain things it doesn&rsquo;t always
+reduce them to simplicity, and Pandora was first mystified, then
+amused, by some of the Count&rsquo;s revelations.&nbsp; At last I
+think she was a little frightened, for she remarked irrelevantly,
+with some decision, that luncheon would be ready and that they
+ought to join Mrs. Steuben.&nbsp; Her companion walked slowly, on
+purpose, as they left the house together, for he knew the pang of
+a vague sense that he was losing her.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;And shall you be in Washington many days yet?&rdquo; he
+appealed as they went.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;It will all depend.&nbsp; I&rsquo;m expecting important
+news.&nbsp; What I shall do will be influenced by
+that.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>The way she talked about expecting news&mdash;and
+important!&mdash;made him feel somehow that she had a career,
+that she was active and independent, so that he could scarcely
+hope to stop her as she passed.&nbsp; It was certainly true that
+he had never seen any girl like her.&nbsp; It would have occurred
+to him that the news she was expecting might have reference to
+the favour she had begged of the President, if he hadn&rsquo;t
+already made up his mind&mdash;in the calm of meditation after
+that talk with the Bonnycastles&mdash;that this favour must be a
+pleasantry.&nbsp; What she had said to him had a discouraging, a
+somewhat chilling effect; nevertheless it was not without a
+certain ardour that he inquired of her whether, so long as she
+stayed in Washington, he mightn&rsquo;t pay her certain
+respectful attentions.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;As many as you like&mdash;and as respectful ones; but
+you won&rsquo;t keep them up for ever!&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You try to torment me,&rdquo; said Count Otto.</p>
+<p>She waited to explain.&nbsp; &ldquo;I mean that I may have
+some of my family.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I shall be delighted to see them again.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Again she just hung fire.&nbsp; &ldquo;There are some
+you&rsquo;ve never seen.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>In the afternoon, returning to Washington on the steamer,
+Vogelstein received a warning.&nbsp; It came from Mrs.
+Bonnycastle and constituted, oddly enough, the second juncture at
+which an officious female friend had, while sociably afloat with
+him, advised him on the subject of Pandora Day.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;There&rsquo;s one thing we forgot to tell you the other
+night about the self-made girl,&rdquo; said the lady of infinite
+mirth.&nbsp; &ldquo;It&rsquo;s never safe to fix your affections
+on her, because she has almost always an impediment somewhere in
+the background.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>He looked at her askance, but smiled and said: &ldquo;I should
+understand your information&mdash;for which I&rsquo;m so much
+obliged&mdash;a little better if I knew what you mean by an
+impediment.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh I mean she&rsquo;s always engaged to some young man
+who belongs to her earlier phase.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Her earlier phase?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;The time before she had made herself&mdash;when she
+lived unconscious of her powers.&nbsp; A young man from Utica,
+say.&nbsp; They usually have to wait; he&rsquo;s probably in a
+store.&nbsp; It&rsquo;s a long engagement.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Count Otto somehow preferred to understand as little as
+possible.&nbsp; &ldquo;Do you mean a betrothal&mdash;to take
+effect?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t mean anything German and
+moonstruck.&nbsp; I mean that piece of peculiarly American
+enterprise a premature engagement&mdash;to take effect, but too
+complacently, at the end of time.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Vogelstein very properly reflected that it was no use his
+having entered the diplomatic career if he weren&rsquo;t able to
+bear himself as if this interesting generalisation had no
+particular message for him.&nbsp; He did Mrs. Bonnycastle
+moreover the justice to believe that she wouldn&rsquo;t have
+approached the question with such levity if she had supposed she
+should make him wince.&nbsp; The whole thing was, like everything
+else, but for her to laugh at, and the betrayal moreover of a
+good intention.&nbsp; &ldquo;I see, I see&mdash;the self-made
+girl has of course always had a past.&nbsp; Yes, and the young
+man in the store&mdash;from Utica&mdash;is part of her
+past.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;You express it perfectly,&rdquo; said Mrs.
+Bonnycastle.&nbsp; &ldquo;I couldn&rsquo;t say it better
+myself.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;But with her present, with her future, when they change
+like this young lady&rsquo;s, I suppose everything else
+changes.&nbsp; How do you say it in America?&nbsp; She lets him
+slide.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;We don&rsquo;t say it at all!&rdquo; Mrs. Bonnycastle
+cried.&nbsp; &ldquo;She does nothing of the sort; for what do you
+take her?&nbsp; She sticks to him; that at least is what we
+<i>expect</i> her to do,&rdquo; she added with less
+assurance.&nbsp; &ldquo;As I tell you, the type&rsquo;s new and
+the case under consideration.&nbsp; We haven&rsquo;t yet had time
+for complete study.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh of course I hope she sticks to him,&rdquo;
+Vogelstein declared simply and with his German accent more
+audible, as it always was when he was slightly agitated.</p>
+<p>For the rest of the trip he was rather restless.&nbsp; He
+wandered about the boat, talking little with the returning
+picnickers.&nbsp; Toward the last, as they drew near Washington
+and the white dome of the Capitol hung aloft before them, looking
+as simple as a suspended snowball, he found himself, on the deck,
+in proximity to Mrs. Steuben.&nbsp; He reproached himself with
+having rather neglected her during an entertainment for which he
+was indebted to her bounty, and he sought to repair his omission
+by a proper deference.&nbsp; But the only act of homage that
+occurred to him was to ask her as by chance whether Miss Day
+were, to her knowledge, engaged.</p>
+<p>Mrs. Steuben turned her Southern eyes upon him with a look of
+almost romantic compassion.&nbsp; &ldquo;To my knowledge?&nbsp;
+Why of course I&rsquo;d know!&nbsp; I should think you&rsquo;d
+know too.&nbsp; Didn&rsquo;t you know she was engaged?&nbsp; Why
+she has been engaged since she was sixteen.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Count Otto gazed at the dome of the Capitol.&nbsp; &ldquo;To a
+gentleman from Utica?</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Yes, a native of her place.&nbsp; She&rsquo;s expecting
+him soon.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;m so very glad to hear it,&rdquo; said
+Vogelstein, who decidedly, for his career, had promise.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;And is she going to marry him?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Why what do people fall in love with each other
+<i>for</i>?&nbsp; I presume they&rsquo;ll marry when she gets
+round to it.&nbsp; Ah if she had only been from the
+Sooth&mdash;!&rdquo;</p>
+<p>At this he broke quickly in: &ldquo;But why have they never
+brought it off, as you say, in so many years?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, at first she was too young, and then she thought
+her family ought to see Europe&mdash;of course they could see it
+better <i>with</i> her&mdash;and they spent some time
+there.&nbsp; And then Mr. Bellamy had some business difficulties
+that made him feel as if he didn&rsquo;t want to marry just
+then.&nbsp; But he has given up business and I presume feels more
+free.&nbsp; Of course it&rsquo;s rather long, but all the while
+they&rsquo;ve been engaged.&nbsp; It&rsquo;s a true, true
+love,&rdquo; said Mrs. Steuben, whose sound of the adjective was
+that of a feeble flute.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Is his name Mr. Bellamy?&rdquo; the Count asked with
+his haunting reminiscence.&nbsp; &ldquo;D. F. Bellamy, so?&nbsp;
+And has he been in a store?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know what kind of business it was: it was
+some kind of business in Utica.&nbsp; I think he had a branch in
+New York.&nbsp; He&rsquo;s one of the leading gentlemen of Utica
+and very highly educated.&nbsp; He&rsquo;s a good deal older than
+Miss Day.&nbsp; He&rsquo;s a very fine man&mdash;I presume a
+college man.&nbsp; He stands very high in Utica.&nbsp; I
+don&rsquo;t know why you look as if you doubted it.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Vogelstein assured Mrs. Steuben that he doubted nothing, and
+indeed what she told him was probably the more credible for
+seeming to him eminently strange.&nbsp; Bellamy had been the name
+of the gentleman who, a year and a half before, was to have met
+Pandora on the arrival of the German steamer; it was in
+Bellamy&rsquo;s name that she had addressed herself with such
+effusion to Bellamy&rsquo;s friend, the man in the straw hat who
+was about to fumble in her mother&rsquo;s old clothes.&nbsp; This
+was a fact that seemed to Count Otto to finish the picture of her
+contradictions; it wanted at present no touch to be
+complete.&nbsp; Yet even as it hung there before him it continued
+to fascinate him, and he stared at it, detached from surrounding
+things and feeling a little as if he had been pitched out of an
+overturned vehicle, till the boat bumped against one of the
+outstanding piles of the wharf at which Mrs. Steuben&rsquo;s
+party was to disembark.&nbsp; There was some delay in getting the
+steamer adjusted to the dock, during which the passengers watched
+the process over its side and extracted what entertainment they
+might from the appearance of the various persons collected to
+receive it.&nbsp; There were darkies and loafers and hackmen, and
+also vague individuals, the loosest and blankest he had ever seen
+anywhere, with tufts on their chins, toothpicks in their mouths,
+hands in their pockets, rumination in their jaws and diamond pins
+in their shirt-fronts, who looked as if they had sauntered over
+from Pennsylvania Avenue to while away half an hour, forsaking
+for that interval their various slanting postures in the
+porticoes of the hotels and the doorways of the saloons.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh I&rsquo;m so glad!&nbsp; How sweet of you to come
+down!&rdquo;&nbsp; It was a voice close to Count Otto&rsquo;s
+shoulder that spoke these words, and he had no need to turn to
+see from whom it proceeded.&nbsp; It had been in his ears the
+greater part of the day, though, as he now perceived, without the
+fullest richness of expression of which it was capable.&nbsp;
+Still less was he obliged to turn to discover to whom it was
+addressed, for the few simple words I have quoted had been flung
+across the narrowing interval of water, and a gentleman who had
+stepped to the edge of the dock without our young man&rsquo;s
+observing him tossed back an immediate reply.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I got here by the three o&rsquo;clock train.&nbsp; They
+told me in K Street where you were, and I thought I&rsquo;d come
+down and meet you.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Charming attention!&rdquo; said Pandora Day with the
+laugh that seemed always to invite the whole of any company to
+partake in it; though for some moments after this she and her
+interlocutor appeared to continue the conversation only with
+their eyes.&nbsp; Meanwhile Vogelstein&rsquo;s also were not
+idle.&nbsp; He looked at her visitor from head to foot, and he
+was aware that she was quite unconscious of his own
+proximity.&nbsp; The gentleman before him was tall, good-looking,
+well-dressed; evidently he would stand well not only at Utica,
+but, judging from the way he had planted himself on the dock, in
+any position that circumstances might compel him to take
+up.&nbsp; He was about forty years old; he had a black moustache
+and he seemed to look at the world over some counter-like expanse
+on which he invited it all warily and pleasantly to put down
+first its idea of the terms of a transaction.&nbsp; He waved a
+gloved hand at Pandora as if, when she exclaimed &ldquo;Gracious,
+ain&rsquo;t they long!&rdquo; to urge her to be patient.&nbsp;
+She was patient several seconds and then asked him if he had any
+news.&nbsp; He looked at her briefly, in silence, smiling, after
+which he drew from his pocket a large letter with an
+official-looking seal and shook it jocosely above his head.&nbsp;
+This was discreetly, covertly done.&nbsp; No one but our young
+man appeared aware of how much was taking place&mdash;and poor
+Count Otto mainly felt it in the air.&nbsp; The boat was touching
+the wharf and the space between the pair inconsiderable.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Department of State?&rdquo; Pandora very prettily and
+soundlessly mouthed across at him.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;That&rsquo;s what they call it.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, what country?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;What&rsquo;s your opinion of the Dutch?&rdquo; the
+gentleman asked for answer.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Oh gracious!&rdquo; cried Pandora.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Well, are you going to wait for the return trip?&rdquo;
+said the gentleman.</p>
+<p>Our silent sufferer turned away, and presently Mrs. Steuben
+and her companion disembarked together.&nbsp; When this lady
+entered a carriage with Miss Day the gentleman who had spoken to
+the girl followed them; the others scattered, and Vogelstein,
+declining with thanks a &ldquo;lift&rdquo; from Mrs. Bonnycastle,
+walked home alone and in some intensity of meditation.&nbsp; Two
+days later he saw in a newspaper an announcement that the
+President had offered the post of Minister to Holland to Mr. D.
+F. Bellamy of Utica; and in the course of a month he heard from
+Mrs. Steuben that Pandora, a thousand other duties performed, had
+finally &ldquo;got round&rdquo; to the altar of her own
+nuptials.&nbsp; He communicated this news to Mrs. Bonnycastle,
+who had not heard it but who, shrieking at the queer face he
+showed her, met it with the remark that there was now ground for
+a new induction as to the self-made girl.</p>
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+PANDORA
+
+by Henry James
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I
+
+
+
+It has long been the custom of the North German Lloyd steamers,
+which convey passengers from Bremen to New York, to anchor for
+several hours in the pleasant port of Southampton, where their human
+cargo receives many additions.  An intelligent young German, Count
+Otto Vogelstein, hardly knew a few years ago whether to condemn this
+custom or approve it.  He leaned over the bulwarks of the Donau as
+the American passengers crossed the plank--the travellers who embark
+at Southampton are mainly of that nationality--and curiously,
+indifferently, vaguely, through the smoke of his cigar, saw them
+absorbed in the huge capacity of the ship, where he had the
+agreeable consciousness that his own nest was comfortably made.  To
+watch from such a point of vantage the struggles of those less
+fortunate than ourselves--of the uninformed, the unprovided, the
+belated, the bewildered--is an occupation not devoid of sweetness,
+and there was nothing to mitigate the complacency with which our
+young friend gave himself up to it; nothing, that is, save a natural
+benevolence which had not yet been extinguished by the consciousness
+of official greatness.  For Count Vogelstein was official, as I
+think you would have seen from the straightness of his back, the
+lustre of his light elegant spectacles, and something discreet and
+diplomatic in the curve of his moustache, which looked as if it
+might well contribute to the principal function, as cynics say, of
+the lips--the active concealment of thought.  He had been appointed
+to the secretaryship of the German legation at Washington and in
+these first days of the autumn was about to take possession of his
+post.  He was a model character for such a purpose--serious civil
+ceremonious curious stiff, stuffed with knowledge and convinced
+that, as lately rearranged, the German Empire places in the most
+striking light the highest of all the possibilities of the greatest
+of all the peoples.  He was quite aware, however, of the claims to
+economic and other consideration of the United States, and that this
+quarter of the globe offered a vast field for study.
+
+The process of inquiry had already begun for him, in spite of his
+having as yet spoken to none of his fellow-passengers; the case
+being that Vogelstein inquired not only with his tongue, but with
+his eyes--that is with his spectacles--with his ears, with his nose,
+with his palate, with all his senses and organs.  He was a highly
+upright young man, whose only fault was that his sense of comedy, or
+of the humour of things, had never been specifically disengaged from
+his several other senses.  He vaguely felt that something should be
+done about this, and in a general manner proposed to do it, for he
+was on his way to explore a society abounding in comic aspects.
+This consciousness of a missing measure gave him a certain mistrust
+of what might be said of him; and if circumspection is the essence
+of diplomacy our young aspirant promised well.  His mind contained
+several millions of facts, packed too closely together for the light
+breeze of the imagination to draw through the mass.  He was
+impatient to report himself to his superior in Washington, and the
+loss of time in an English port could only incommode him, inasmuch
+as the study of English institutions was no part of his mission.  On
+the other hand the day was charming; the blue sea, in Southampton
+Water, pricked all over with light, had no movement but that of its
+infinite shimmer.  Moreover he was by no means sure that he should
+be happy in the United States, where doubtless he should find
+himself soon enough disembarked.  He knew that this was not an
+important question and that happiness was an unscientific term, such
+as a man of his education should be ashamed to use even in the
+silence of his thoughts.  Lost none the less in the inconsiderate
+crowd and feeling himself neither in his own country nor in that to
+which he was in a manner accredited, he was reduced to his mere
+personality; so that during the hour, to save his importance, he
+cultivated such ground as lay in sight for a judgement of this delay
+to which the German steamer was subjected in English waters.
+Mightn't it be proved, facts, figures and documents--or at least
+watch--in hand, considerably greater than the occasion demanded?
+
+Count Vogelstein was still young enough in diplomacy to think it
+necessary to have opinions.  He had a good many indeed which had
+been formed without difficulty; they had been received ready-made
+from a line of ancestors who knew what they liked.  This was of
+course--and under pressure, being candid, he would have admitted it
+--an unscientific way of furnishing one's mind.  Our young man was a
+stiff conservative, a Junker of Junkers; he thought modern democracy
+a temporary phase and expected to find many arguments against it in
+the great Republic.  In regard to these things it was a pleasure to
+him to feel that, with his complete training, he had been taught
+thoroughly to appreciate the nature of evidence.  The ship was
+heavily laden with German emigrants, whose mission in the United
+States differed considerably from Count Otto's.  They hung over the
+bulwarks, densely grouped; they leaned forward on their elbows for
+hours, their shoulders kept on a level with their ears; the men in
+furred caps, smoking long-bowled pipes, the women with babies hidden
+in remarkably ugly shawls.  Some were yellow Germans and some were
+black, and all looked greasy and matted with the sea-damp.  They
+were destined to swell still further the huge current of the Western
+democracy; and Count Vogelstein doubtless said to himself that they
+wouldn't improve its quality.  Their numbers, however, were
+striking, and I know not what he thought of the nature of this
+particular evidence.
+
+The passengers who came on board at Southampton were not of the
+greasy class; they were for the most part American families who had
+been spending the summer, or a longer period, in Europe.  They had a
+great deal of luggage, innumerable bags and rugs and hampers and
+sea-chairs, and were composed largely of ladies of various ages, a
+little pale with anticipation, wrapped also in striped shawls,
+though in prettier ones than the nursing mothers of the steerage,
+and crowned with very high hats and feathers.  They darted to and
+fro across the gangway, looking for each other and for their
+scattered parcels; they separated and reunited, they exclaimed and
+declared, they eyed with dismay the occupants of the forward
+quarter, who seemed numerous enough to sink the vessel, and their
+voices sounded faint and far as they rose to Vogelstein's ear over
+the latter's great tarred sides.  He noticed that in the new
+contingent there were many young girls, and he remembered what a
+lady in Dresden had once said to him--that America was the country
+of the Madchen.  He wondered whether he should like that, and
+reflected that it would be an aspect to study, like everything else.
+He had known in Dresden an American family in which there were three
+daughters who used to skate with the officers, and some of the
+ladies now coming on board struck him as of that same habit, except
+that in the Dresden days feathers weren't worn quite so high.
+
+At last the ship began to creak and slowly bridge, and the delay at
+Southampton came to an end.  The gangway was removed and the vessel
+indulged in the awkward evolutions that were to detach her from the
+land.  Count Vogelstein had finished his cigar, and he spent a long
+time in walking up and down the upper deck.  The charming English
+coast passed before him, and he felt this to be the last of the old
+world.  The American coast also might be pretty--he hardly knew what
+one would expect of an American coast; but he was sure it would be
+different.  Differences, however, were notoriously half the charm of
+travel, and perhaps even most when they couldn't be expressed in
+figures, numbers, diagrams or the other merely useful symbols.  As
+yet indeed there were very few among the objects presented to sight
+on the steamer.  Most of his fellow-passengers appeared of one and
+the same persuasion, and that persuasion the least to be mistaken.
+They were Jews and commercial to a man.  And by this time they had
+lighted their cigars and put on all manner of seafaring caps, some
+of them with big ear-lappets which somehow had the effect of
+bringing out their peculiar facial type.  At last the new voyagers
+began to emerge from below and to look about them, vaguely, with
+that suspicious expression of face always to be noted in the newly
+embarked and which, as directed to the receding land, resembles that
+of a person who begins to perceive himself the victim of a trick.
+Earth and ocean, in such glances, are made the subject of a sweeping
+objection, and many travellers, in the general plight, have an air
+at once duped and superior, which seems to say that they could
+easily go ashore if they would.
+
+It still wanted two hours of dinner, and by the time Vogelstein's
+long legs had measured three or four miles on the deck he was ready
+to settle himself in his sea-chair and draw from his pocket a
+Tauchnitz novel by an American author whose pages, he had been
+assured, would help to prepare him for some of the oddities.  On the
+back of his chair his name was painted in rather large letters, this
+being a precaution taken at the recommendation of a friend who had
+told him that on the American steamers the passengers--especially
+the ladies--thought nothing of pilfering one's little comforts.  His
+friend had even hinted at the correct reproduction of his coronet.
+This marked man of the world had added that the Americans are
+greatly impressed by a coronet.  I know not whether it was
+scepticism or modesty, but Count Vogelstein had omitted every
+pictured plea for his rank; there were others of which he might have
+made use.  The precious piece of furniture which on the Atlantic
+voyage is trusted never to flinch among universal concussions was
+emblazoned simply with his title and name.  It happened, however,
+that the blazonry was huge; the back of the chair was covered with
+enormous German characters.  This time there can be no doubt:  it
+was modesty that caused the secretary of legation, in placing
+himself, to turn this portion of his seat outward, away from the
+eyes of his companions--to present it to the balustrade of the deck.
+The ship was passing the Needles--the beautiful uttermost point of
+the Isle of Wight.  Certain tall white cones of rock rose out of the
+purple sea; they flushed in the afternoon light and their vague
+rosiness gave them a human expression in face of the cold expanse
+toward which the prow was turned; they seemed to say farewell, to be
+the last note of a peopled world.  Vogelstein saw them very
+comfortably from his place and after a while turned his eyes to the
+other quarter, where the elements of air and water managed to make
+between them so comparatively poor an opposition.  Even his American
+novelist was more amusing than that, and he prepared to return to
+this author.  In the great curve which it described, however, his
+glance was arrested by the figure of a young lady who had just
+ascended to the deck and who paused at the mouth of the
+companionway.
+
+This was not in itself an extraordinary phenomenon; but what
+attracted Vogelstein's attention was the fact that the young person
+appeared to have fixed her eyes on him.  She was slim, brightly
+dressed, rather pretty; Vogelstein remembered in a moment that he
+had noticed her among the people on the wharf at Southampton.  She
+was soon aware he had observed her; whereupon she began to move
+along the deck with a step that seemed to indicate a purpose of
+approaching him.  Vogelstein had time to wonder whether she could be
+one of the girls he had known at Dresden; but he presently reflected
+that they would now be much older than that.  It was true they were
+apt to advance, like this one, straight upon their victim.  Yet the
+present specimen was no longer looking at him, and though she passed
+near him it was now tolerably clear she had come above but to take a
+general survey.  She was a quick handsome competent girl, and she
+simply wanted to see what one could think of the ship, of the
+weather, of the appearance of England, from such a position as that;
+possibly even of one's fellow-passengers.  She satisfied herself
+promptly on these points, and then she looked about, while she
+walked, as if in keen search of a missing object; so that Vogelstein
+finally arrived at a conviction of her real motive.  She passed near
+him again and this time almost stopped, her eyes bent upon him
+attentively.  He thought her conduct remarkable even after he had
+gathered that it was not at his face, with its yellow moustache, she
+was looking, but at the chair on which he was seated.  Then those
+words of his friend came back to him--the speech about the tendency
+of the people, especially of the ladies, on the American steamers to
+take to themselves one's little belongings.  Especially the ladies,
+he might well say; for here was one who apparently wished to pull
+from under him the very chair he was sitting on.  He was afraid she
+would ask him for it, so he pretended to read, systematically
+avoiding her eye.  He was conscious she hovered near him, and was
+moreover curious to see what she would do.  It seemed to him strange
+that such a nice-looking girl--for her appearance was really
+charming--should endeavour by arts so flagrant to work upon the
+quiet dignity of a secretary of legation.  At last it stood out that
+she was trying to look round a corner, as it were--trying to see
+what was written on the back of his chair.  "She wants to find out
+my name; she wants to see who I am!"  This reflexion passed through
+his mind and caused him to raise his eyes.  They rested on her own--
+which for an appreciable moment she didn't withdraw.  The latter
+were brilliant and expressive, and surmounted a delicate aquiline
+nose, which, though pretty, was perhaps just a trifle too hawk-like.
+It was the oddest coincidence in the world; the story Vogelstein had
+taken up treated of a flighty forward little American girl who
+plants herself in front of a young man in the garden of an hotel.
+Wasn't the conduct of this young lady a testimony to the
+truthfulness of the tale, and wasn't Vogelstein himself in the
+position of the young man in the garden?  That young man--though
+with more, in such connexions in general, to go upon--ended by
+addressing himself to his aggressor, as she might be called, and
+after a very short hesitation Vogelstein followed his example.  "If
+she wants to know who I am she's welcome," he said to himself; and
+he got out of the chair, seized it by the back and, turning it
+round, exhibited the superscription to the girl.  She coloured
+slightly, but smiled and read his name, while Vogelstein raised his
+hat.
+
+"I'm much obliged to you.  That's all right," she remarked as if the
+discovery had made her very happy.
+
+It affected him indeed as all right that he should be Count Otto
+Vogelstein; this appeared even rather a flippant mode of disposing
+of the fact.  By way of rejoinder he asked her if she desired of him
+the surrender of his seat.
+
+"I'm much obliged to you; of course not.  I thought you had one of
+our chairs, and I didn't like to ask you.  It looks exactly like one
+of ours; not so much now as when you sit in it.  Please sit down
+again.  I don't want to trouble you.  We've lost one of ours, and
+I've been looking for it everywhere.  They look so much alike; you
+can't tell till you see the back.  Of course I see there will be no
+mistake about yours," the young lady went on with a smile of which
+the serenity matched her other abundance.  "But we've got such a
+small name--you can scarcely see it," she added with the same
+friendly intention.  "Our name's just Day--you mightn't think it WAS
+a name, might you? if we didn't make the most of it.  If you see
+that on anything, I'd be so obliged if you'd tell me.  It isn't for
+myself, it's for my mother; she's so dependent on her chair, and
+that one I'm looking for pulls out so beautifully.  Now that you sit
+down again and hide the lower part it does look just like ours.
+Well, it must be somewhere.  You must excuse me; I wouldn't disturb
+you."
+
+This was a long and even confidential speech for a young woman,
+presumably unmarried, to make to a perfect stranger; but Miss Day
+acquitted herself of it with perfect simplicity and self-possession.
+She held up her head and stepped away, and Vogelstein could see that
+the foot she pressed upon the clean smooth deck was slender and
+shapely.  He watched her disappear through the trap by which she had
+ascended, and he felt more than ever like the young man in his
+American tale.  The girl in the present case was older and not so
+pretty, as he could easily judge, for the image of her smiling eyes
+and speaking lips still hovered before him.  He went back to his
+book with the feeling that it would give him some information about
+her.  This was rather illogical, but it indicated a certain amount
+of curiosity on the part of Count Vogelstein.  The girl in the book
+had a mother, it appeared, and so had this young lady; the former
+had also a brother, and he now remembered that he had noticed a
+young man on the wharf--a young man in a high hat and a white
+overcoat--who seemed united to Miss Day by this natural tie.  And
+there was some one else too, as he gradually recollected, an older
+man, also in a high hat, but in a black overcoat--in black
+altogether--who completed the group and who was presumably the head
+of the family.  These reflexions would indicate that Count
+Vogelstein read his volume of Tauchnitz rather interruptedly.
+Moreover they represented but the loosest economy of consciousness;
+for wasn't he to be afloat in an oblong box for ten days with such
+people, and could it be doubted he should see at least enough of
+them?
+
+It may as well be written without delay that he saw a great deal of
+them.  I have sketched in some detail the conditions in which he
+made the acquaintance of Miss Day, because the event had a certain
+importance for this fair square Teuton; but I must pass briefly over
+the incidents that immediately followed it.  He wondered what it was
+open to him, after such an introduction, to do in relation to her,
+and he determined he would push through his American tale and
+discover what the hero did.  But he satisfied himself in a very
+short time that Miss Day had nothing in common with the heroine of
+that work save certain signs of habitat and climate--and save,
+further, the fact that the male sex wasn't terrible to her.  The
+local stamp sharply, as he gathered, impressed upon her he estimated
+indeed rather in a borrowed than in a natural light, for if she was
+native to a small town in the interior of the American continent one
+of their fellow-passengers, a lady from New York with whom he had a
+good deal of conversation, pronounced her "atrociously" provincial.
+How the lady arrived at this certitude didn't appear, for Vogelstein
+observed that she held no communication with the girl.  It was true
+she gave it the support of her laying down that certain Americans
+could tell immediately who other Americans were, leaving him to
+judge whether or no she herself belonged to the critical or only to
+the criticised half of the nation.  Mrs. Dangerfield was a handsome
+confidential insinuating woman, with whom Vogelstein felt his talk
+take a very wide range indeed.  She convinced him rather effectually
+that even in a great democracy there are human differences, and that
+American life was full of social distinctions, of delicate shades,
+which foreigners often lack the intelligence to perceive.  Did he
+suppose every one knew every one else in the biggest country in the
+world, and that one wasn't as free to choose one's company there as
+in the most monarchical and most exclusive societies?  She laughed
+such delusions to scorn as Vogelstein tucked her beautiful furred
+coverlet--they reclined together a great deal in their elongated
+chairs--well over her feet.  How free an American lady was to choose
+her company she abundantly proved by not knowing any one on the
+steamer but Count Otto.
+
+He could see for himself that Mr. and Mrs. Day had not at all her
+grand air.  They were fat plain serious people who sat side by side
+on the deck for hours and looked straight before them.  Mrs. Day had
+a white face, large cheeks and small eyes:  her forehead was
+surrounded with a multitude of little tight black curls; her lips
+moved as if she had always a lozenge in her mouth.  She wore
+entwined about her head an article which Mrs. Dangerfield spoke of
+as a "nuby," a knitted pink scarf concealing her hair, encircling
+her neck and having among its convolutions a hole for her perfectly
+expressionless face.  Her hands were folded on her stomach, and in
+her still, swathed figure her little bead-like eyes, which
+occasionally changed their direction, alone represented life.  Her
+husband had a stiff grey beard on his chin and a bare spacious upper
+lip, to which constant shaving had imparted a hard glaze.  His
+eyebrows were thick and his nostrils wide, and when he was
+uncovered, in the saloon, it was visible that his grizzled hair was
+dense and perpendicular.  He might have looked rather grim and
+truculent hadn't it been for the mild familiar accommodating gaze
+with which his large light-coloured pupils--the leisurely eyes of a
+silent man--appeared to consider surrounding objects.  He was
+evidently more friendly than fierce, but he was more diffident than
+friendly.  He liked to have you in sight, but wouldn't have
+pretended to understand you much or to classify you, and would have
+been sorry it should put you under an obligation.  He and his wife
+spoke sometimes, but seldom talked, and there was something vague
+and patient in them, as if they had become victims of a wrought
+spell.  The spell however was of no sinister cast; it was the
+fascination of prosperity, the confidence of security, which
+sometimes makes people arrogant, but which had had such a different
+effect on this simple satisfied pair, in whom further development of
+every kind appeared to have been happily arrested.
+
+Mrs. Dangerfield made it known to Count Otto that every morning
+after breakfast, the hour at which he wrote his journal in his
+cabin, the old couple were guided upstairs and installed in their
+customary corner by Pandora.  This she had learned to be the name of
+their elder daughter, and she was immensely amused by her discovery.
+"Pandora"--that was in the highest degree typical; it placed them in
+the social scale if other evidence had been wanting; you could tell
+that a girl was from the interior, the mysterious interior about
+which Vogelstein's imagination was now quite excited, when she had
+such a name as that.  This young lady managed the whole family, even
+a little the small beflounced sister, who, with bold pretty innocent
+eyes, a torrent of fair silky hair, a crimson fez, such as is worn
+by male Turks, very much askew on top of it, and a way of galloping
+and straddling about the ship in any company she could pick up--she
+had long thin legs, very short skirts and stockings of every tint--
+was going home, in elegant French clothes, to resume an interrupted
+education.  Pandora overlooked and directed her relatives;
+Vogelstein could see this for himself, could see she was very active
+and decided, that she had in a high degree the sentiment of
+responsibility, settling on the spot most of the questions that
+could come up for a family from the interior.
+
+The voyage was remarkably fine, and day after day it was possible to
+sit there under the salt sky and feel one's self rounding the great
+curves of the globe.  The long deck made a white spot in the sharp
+black circle of the ocean and in the intense sea-light, while the
+shadow of the smoke-streamers trembled on the familiar floor, the
+shoes of fellow-passengers, distinctive now, and in some cases
+irritating, passed and repassed, accompanied, in the air so
+tremendously "open," that rendered all voices weak and most remarks
+rather flat, by fragments of opinion on the run of the ship.
+Vogelstein by this time had finished his little American story and
+now definitely judged that Pandora Day was not at all like the
+heroine.  She was of quite another type; much more serious and
+strenuous, and not at all keen, as he had supposed, about making the
+acquaintance of gentlemen.  Her speaking to him that first afternoon
+had been, he was bound to believe, an incident without importance
+for herself; in spite of her having followed it up the next day by
+the remark, thrown at him as she passed, with a smile that was
+almost fraternal:  "It's all right, sir!  I've found that old
+chair."  After this she hadn't spoken to him again and had scarcely
+looked at him.  She read a great deal, and almost always French
+books, in fresh yellow paper; not the lighter forms of that
+literature, but a volume of Sainte-Beuve, of Renan or at the most,
+in the way of dissipation, of Alfred de Musset.  She took frequent
+exercise and almost always walked alone, apparently not having made
+many friends on the ship and being without the resource of her
+parents, who, as has been related, never budged out of the cosy
+corner in which she planted them for the day.
+
+Her brother was always in the smoking-room, where Vogelstein
+observed him, in very tight clothes, his neck encircled with a
+collar like a palisade.  He had a sharp little face, which was not
+disagreeable; he smoked enormous cigars and began his drinking early
+in the day:  but his appearance gave no sign of these excesses.  As
+regards euchre and poker and the other distractions of the place he
+was guilty of none.  He evidently understood such games in
+perfection, for he used to watch the players, and even at moments
+impartially advise them; but Vogelstein never saw the cards in his
+hand.  He was referred to as regards disputed points, and his
+opinion carried the day.  He took little part in the conversation,
+usually much relaxed, that prevailed in the smoking-room, but from
+time to time he made, in his soft flat youthful voice, a remark
+which every one paused to listen to and which was greeted with roars
+of laughter.  Vogelstein, well as he knew English, could rarely
+catch the joke; but he could see at least that these must be choice
+specimens of that American humour admired and practised by a whole
+continent and yet to be rendered accessible to a trained
+diplomatist, clearly, but by some special and incalculable
+revelation.  The young man, in his way, was very remarkable, for, as
+Vogelstein heard some one say once after the laughter had subsided,
+he was only nineteen.  If his sister didn't resemble the dreadful
+little girl in the tale already mentioned, there was for Vogelstein
+at least an analogy between young Mr. Day and a certain small
+brother--a candy-loving Madison, Hamilton or Jefferson--who was, in
+the Tauchnitz volume, attributed to that unfortunate maid.  This was
+what the little Madison would have grown up to at nineteen, and the
+improvement was greater than might have been expected.
+
+The days were long, but the voyage was short, and it had almost come
+to an end before Count Otto yielded to an attraction peculiar in its
+nature and finally irresistible, and, in spite of Mrs. Dangerfield's
+emphatic warning, sought occasion for a little continuous talk with
+Miss Pandora.  To mention that this impulse took effect without
+mentioning sundry other of his current impressions with which it had
+nothing to do is perhaps to violate proportion and give a false
+idea; but to pass it by would be still more unjust.  The Germans, as
+we know, are a transcendental people, and there was at last an
+irresistible appeal for Vogelstein in this quick bright silent girl
+who could smile and turn vocal in an instant, who imparted a rare
+originality to the filial character, and whose profile was delicate
+as she bent it over a volume which she cut as she read, or presented
+it in musing attitudes, at the side of the ship, to the horizon they
+had left behind.  But he felt it to be a pity, as regards a possible
+acquaintance with her, that her parents should be heavy little
+burghers, that her brother should not correspond to his conception
+of a young man of the upper class, and that her sister should be a
+Daisy Miller en herbe.  Repeatedly admonished by Mrs. Dangerfield,
+the young diplomatist was doubly careful as to the relations he
+might form at the beginning of his sojourn in the United States.
+That lady reminded him, and he had himself made the observation in
+other capitals, that the first year, and even the second, is the
+time for prudence.  One was ignorant of proportions and values; one
+was exposed to mistakes and thankful for attention, and one might
+give one's self away to people who would afterwards be as a
+millstone round one's neck:  Mrs. Dangerfield struck and sustained
+that note, which resounded in the young man's imagination.  She
+assured him that if he didn't "look out" he would be committing
+himself to some American girl with an impossible family.  In
+America, when one committed one's self, there was nothing to do but
+march to the altar, and what should he say for instance to finding
+himself a near relation of Mr. and Mrs. P. W. Day?--since such were
+the initials inscribed on the back of the two chairs of that couple.
+Count Otto felt the peril, for he could immediately think of a dozen
+men he knew who had married American girls.  There appeared now to
+be a constant danger of marrying the American girl; it was something
+one had to reckon with, like the railway, the telegraph, the
+discovery of dynamite, the Chassepot rifle, the Socialistic spirit:
+it was one of the complications of modern life.
+
+It would doubtless be too much to say that he feared being carried
+away by a passion for a young woman who was not strikingly beautiful
+and with whom he had talked, in all, but ten minutes.  But, as we
+recognise, he went so far as to wish that the human belongings of a
+person whose high spirit appeared to have no taint either of
+fastness, as they said in England, or of subversive opinion, and
+whose mouth had charming lines, should not be a little more
+distinguished.  There was an effect of drollery in her behaviour to
+these subjects of her zeal, whom she seemed to regard as a care, but
+not as an interest; it was as if they had been entrusted to her
+honour and she had engaged to convey them safe to a certain point;
+she was detached and inadvertent, and then suddenly remembered,
+repented and came back to tuck them into their blankets, to alter
+the position of her mother's umbrella, to tell them something about
+the run of the ship.  These little offices were usually performed
+deftly, rapidly, with the minimum of words, and when their daughter
+drew near them Mr. and Mrs. Day closed their eyes after the fashion
+of a pair of household dogs who expect to be scratched.
+
+One morning she brought up the Captain of the ship to present to
+them; she appeared to have a private and independent acquaintance
+with this officer, and the introduction to her parents had the air
+of a sudden happy thought.  It wasn't so much an introduction as an
+exhibition, as if she were saying to him:  "This is what they look
+like; see how comfortable I make them.  Aren't they rather queer and
+rather dear little people?  But they leave me perfectly free.  Oh I
+can assure you of that.  Besides, you must see it for yourself."
+Mr. and Mrs. Day looked up at the high functionary who thus unbent
+to them with very little change of countenance; then looked at each
+other in the same way.  He saluted, he inclined himself a moment;
+but Pandora shook her head, she seemed to be answering for them; she
+made little gestures as if in explanation to the good Captain of
+some of their peculiarities, as for instance that he needn't expect
+them to speak.  They closed their eyes at last; she appeared to have
+a kind of mesmeric influence on them, and Miss Day walked away with
+the important friend, who treated her with evident consideration,
+bowing very low, for all his importance, when the two presently
+after separated.  Vogelstein could see she was capable of making an
+impression; and the moral of our little matter is that in spite of
+Mrs. Dangerfield, in spite of the resolutions of his prudence, in
+spite of the limits of such acquaintance as he had momentarily made
+with her, in spite of Mr. and Mrs. Day and the young man in the
+smoking-room, she had fixed his attention.
+
+It was in the course of the evening after the scene with the Captain
+that he joined her, awkwardly, abruptly, irresistibly, on the deck,
+where she was pacing to and fro alone, the hour being auspiciously
+mild and the stars remarkably fine.  There were scattered talkers
+and smokers and couples, unrecognisable, that moved quickly through
+the gloom.  The vessel dipped with long regular pulsations; vague
+and spectral under the low stars, its swaying pinnacles spotted here
+and there with lights, it seemed to rush through the darkness faster
+than by day.  Count Otto had come up to walk, and as the girl
+brushed past him he distinguished Pandora's face--with Mrs.
+Dangerfield he always spoke of her as Pandora--under the veil worn
+to protect it from the sea-damp.  He stopped, turned, hurried after
+her, threw away his cigar--then asked her if she would do him the
+honour to accept his arm.  She declined his arm but accepted his
+company, and he allowed her to enjoy it for an hour.  They had a
+great deal of talk, and he was to remember afterwards some of the
+things she had said.  There was now a certainty of the ship's
+getting into dock the next morning but one, and this prospect
+afforded an obvious topic.  Some of Miss Day's expressions struck
+him as singular, but of course, as he was aware, his knowledge of
+English was not nice enough to give him a perfect measure.
+
+"I'm not in a hurry to arrive; I'm very happy here," she said.  "I'm
+afraid I shall have such a time putting my people through."
+
+"Putting them through?"
+
+"Through the Custom-House.  We've made so many purchases.  Well,
+I've written to a friend to come down, and perhaps he can help us.
+He's very well acquainted with the head.  Once I'm chalked I don't
+care.  I feel like a kind of blackboard by this time anyway.  We
+found them awful in Germany."
+
+Count Otto wondered if the friend she had written to were her lover
+and if they had plighted their troth, especially when she alluded to
+him again as "that gentleman who's coming down."  He asked her about
+her travels, her impressions, whether she had been long in Europe
+and what she liked best, and she put it to him that they had gone
+abroad, she and her family, for a little fresh experience.  Though
+he found her very intelligent he suspected she gave this as a reason
+because he was a German and she had heard the Germans were rich in
+culture.  He wondered what form of culture Mr. and Mrs. Day had
+brought back from Italy, Greece and Palestine--they had travelled
+for two years and been everywhere--especially when their daughter
+said:  "I wanted father and mother to see the best things.  I kept
+them three hours on the Acropolis.  I guess they won't forget that!"
+Perhaps it was of Phidias and Pericles they were thinking,
+Vogelstein reflected, as they sat ruminating in their rugs.  Pandora
+remarked also that she wanted to show her little sister everything
+while she was comparatively unformed ("comparatively!" he mutely
+gasped); remarkable sights made so much more impression when the
+mind was fresh:  she had read something of that sort somewhere in
+Goethe.  She had wanted to come herself when she was her sister's
+age; but her father was in business then and they couldn't leave
+Utica.  The young man thought of the little sister frisking over the
+Parthenon and the Mount of Olives and sharing for two years, the
+years of the school-room, this extraordinary pilgrimage of her
+parents; he wondered whether Goethe's dictum had been justified in
+this case.  He asked Pandora if Utica were the seat of her family,
+if it were an important or typical place, if it would be an
+interesting city for him, as a stranger, to see.  His companion
+replied frankly that this was a big question, but added that all the
+same she would ask him to "come and visit us at our home" if it
+weren't that they should probably soon leave it.
+
+"Ah, you're going to live elsewhere?" Vogelstein asked, as if that
+fact too would be typical.
+
+"Well, I'm working for New York.  I flatter myself I've loosened
+them while we've been away," the girl went on.  "They won't find in
+Utica the same charm; that was my idea.  I want a big place, and of
+course Utica--!"  She broke off as before a complex statement.
+
+"I suppose Utica is inferior--?" Vogelstein seemed to see his way to
+suggest.
+
+"Well no, I guess I can't have you call Utica inferior.  It isn't
+supreme--that's what's the matter with it, and I hate anything
+middling," said Pandora Day.  She gave a light dry laugh, tossing
+back her head a little as she made this declaration.  And looking at
+her askance in the dusk, as she trod the deck that vaguely swayed,
+he recognised something in her air and port that matched such a
+pronouncement.
+
+"What's her social position?" he inquired of Mrs. Dangerfield the
+next day.  "I can't make it out at all--it's so contradictory.  She
+strikes me as having much cultivation and much spirit.  Her
+appearance, too, is very neat.  Yet her parents are complete little
+burghers.  That's easily seen."
+
+"Oh, social position," and Mrs. Dangerfield nodded two or three
+times portentously.  "What big expressions you use!  Do you think
+everybody in the world has a social position?  That's reserved for
+an infinitely small majority of mankind.  You can't have a social
+position at Utica any more than you can have an opera-box.  Pandora
+hasn't got one; where, if you please, should she have got it?  Poor
+girl, it isn't fair of you to make her the subject of such questions
+as that."
+
+"Well," said Vogelstein, "if she's of the lower class it seems to me
+very--very--"  And he paused a moment, as he often paused in
+speaking English, looking for his word.
+
+"Very what, dear Count?"
+
+"Very significant, very representative."
+
+"Oh dear, she isn't of the lower class," Mrs. Dangerfield returned
+with an irritated sense of wasted wisdom.  She liked to explain her
+country, but that somehow always required two persons.
+
+"What is she then?"
+
+"Well, I'm bound to admit that since I was at home last she's a
+novelty.  A girl like that with such people--it IS a new type."
+
+"I like novelties"--and Count Otto smiled with an air of
+considerable resolution.  He couldn't however be satisfied with a
+demonstration that only begged the question; and when they
+disembarked in New York he felt, even amid the confusion of the
+wharf and the heaps of disembowelled baggage, a certain acuteness of
+regret at the idea that Pandora and her family were about to vanish
+into the unknown.  He had a consolation however:  it was apparent
+that for some reason or other--illness or absence from town--the
+gentleman to whom she had written had not, as she said, come down.
+Vogelstein was glad--he couldn't have told you why--that this
+sympathetic person had failed her; even though without him Pandora
+had to engage single-handed with the United States Custom-House.
+Our young man's first impression of the Western world was received
+on the landing-place of the German steamers at Jersey City--a huge
+wooden shed covering a wooden wharf which resounded under the feet,
+an expanse palisaded with rough-hewn piles that leaned this way and
+that, and bestrewn with masses of heterogeneous luggage.  At one
+end; toward the town, was a row of tall painted palings, behind
+which he could distinguish a press of hackney-coachmen, who
+brandished their whips and awaited their victims, while their voices
+rose, incessant, with a sharp strange sound, a challenge at once
+fierce and familiar.  The whole place, behind the fence, appeared to
+bristle and resound.  Out there was America, Count Otto said to
+himself, and he looked toward it with a sense that he should have to
+muster resolution.  On the wharf people were rushing about amid
+their trunks, pulling their things together, trying to unite their
+scattered parcels.  They were heated and angry, or else quite
+bewildered and discouraged.  The few that had succeeded in
+collecting their battered boxes had an air of flushed indifference
+to the efforts of their neighbours, not even looking at people with
+whom they had been fondly intimate on the steamer.  A detachment of
+the officers of the Customs was in attendance, and energetic
+passengers were engaged in attempts to drag them toward their
+luggage or to drag heavy pieces toward them.  These functionaries
+were good-natured and taciturn, except when occasionally they
+remarked to a passenger whose open trunk stared up at them,
+eloquent, imploring, that they were afraid the voyage had been
+"rather glassy."  They had a friendly leisurely speculative way of
+discharging their duty, and if they perceived a victim's name
+written on the portmanteau they addressed him by it in a tone of old
+acquaintance.  Vogelstein found however that if they were familiar
+they weren't indiscreet.  He had heard that in America all public
+functionaries were the same, that there wasn't a different tenue, as
+they said in France, for different positions, and he wondered
+whether at Washington the President and ministers, whom he expected
+to see--to HAVE to see--a good deal of, would be like that.
+
+He was diverted from these speculations by the sight of Mr. and Mrs.
+Day seated side by side upon a trunk and encompassed apparently by
+the accumulations of their tour.  Their faces expressed more
+consciousness of surrounding objects than he had hitherto
+recognised, and there was an air of placid expansion in the
+mysterious couple which suggested that this consciousness was
+agreeable.  Mr. and Mrs. Day were, as they would have said, real
+glad to get back.  At a little distance, on the edge of the dock,
+our observer remarked their son, who had found a place where,
+between the sides of two big ships, he could see the ferry-boats
+pass; the large pyramidal low-laden ferry-boats of American waters.
+He stood there, patient and considering, with his small neat foot on
+a coil of rope, his back to everything that had been disembarked,
+his neck elongated in its polished cylinder, while the fragrance of
+his big cigar mingled with the odour of the rotting piles, and his
+little sister, beside him, hugged a huge post and tried to see how
+far she could crane over the water without falling in.  Vogelstein's
+servant was off in search of an examiner; Count Otto himself had got
+his things together and was waiting to be released, fully expecting
+that for a person of his importance the ceremony would be brief.
+
+Before it began he said a word to young Mr. Day, raising his hat at
+the same time to the little girl, whom he had not yet greeted and
+who dodged his salute by swinging herself boldly outward to the
+dangerous side of the pier.  She was indeed still unformed, but was
+evidently as light as a feather.
+
+"I see you're kept waiting like me.  It's very tiresome," Count Otto
+said.
+
+The young American answered without looking behind him.  "As soon as
+we're started we'll go all right.  My sister has written to a
+gentleman to come down."
+
+"I've looked for Miss Day to bid her good-bye," Vogelstein went on;
+"but I don't see her."
+
+"I guess she has gone to meet that gentleman; he's a great friend of
+hers."
+
+"I guess he's her lover!" the little girl broke out.  "She was
+always writing to him in Europe."
+
+Her brother puffed his cigar in silence a moment.  "That was only
+for this.  I'll tell on you, sis," he presently added.
+
+But the younger Miss Day gave no heed to his menace; she addressed
+herself only, though with all freedom, to Vogelstein.  "This is New
+York; I like it better than Utica."
+
+He had no time to reply, for his servant had arrived with one of the
+dispensers of fortune; but as he turned away he wondered, in the
+light of the child's preference, about the towns of the interior.
+He was naturally exempt from the common doom.  The officer who took
+him in hand, and who had a large straw hat and a diamond breastpin,
+was quite a man of the world, and in reply to the Count's formal
+declarations only said, "Well, I guess it's all right; I guess I'll
+just pass you," distributing chalk-marks as if they had been so many
+love-pats.  The servant had done some superfluous unlocking and
+unbuckling, and while he closed the pieces the officer stood there
+wiping his forehead and conversing with Vogelstein.  "First visit to
+our country, sir?--quite alone--no ladies?  Of course the ladies are
+what we're most after."  It was in this manner he expressed himself,
+while the young diplomatist wondered what he was waiting for and
+whether he ought to slip something into his palm.  But this
+representative of order left our friend only a moment in suspense;
+he presently turned away with the remark quite paternally uttered,
+that he hoped the Count would make quite a stay; upon which the
+young man saw how wrong he should have been to offer a tip.  It was
+simply the American manner, which had a finish of its own after all.
+Vogelstein's servant had secured a porter with a truck, and he was
+about to leave the place when he saw Pandora Day dart out of the
+crowd and address herself with much eagerness to the functionary who
+had just liberated him.  She had an open letter in her hand which
+she gave him to read and over which he cast his eyes, thoughtfully
+stroking his beard.  Then she led him away to where her parents sat
+on their luggage.  Count Otto sent off his servant with the porter
+and followed Pandora, to whom he really wished to address a word of
+farewell.  The last thing they had said to each other on the ship
+was that they should meet again on shore.  It seemed improbable
+however that the meeting would occur anywhere but just here on the
+dock; inasmuch as Pandora was decidedly not in society, where
+Vogelstein would be of course, and as, if Utica--he had her sharp
+little sister's word for it--was worse than what was about him
+there, he'd be hanged if he'd go to Utica.  He overtook Pandora
+quickly; she was in the act of introducing the representative of
+order to her parents, quite in the same manner in which she had
+introduced the Captain of the ship.  Mr. and Mrs. Day got up and
+shook hands with him and they evidently all prepared to have a
+little talk.  "I should like to introduce you to my brother and
+sister," he heard the girl say, and he saw her look about for these
+appendages.  He caught her eye as she did so, and advanced with his
+hand outstretched, reflecting the while that evidently the
+Americans, whom he had always heard described as silent and
+practical, rejoiced to extravagance in the social graces.  They
+dawdled and chattered like so many Neapolitans.
+
+"Good-bye, Count Vogelstein," said Pandora, who was a little flushed
+with her various exertions but didn't look the worse for it.  "I
+hope you'll have a splendid time and appreciate our country."
+
+"I hope you'll get through all right," Vogelstein answered, smiling
+and feeling himself already more idiomatic.
+
+"That gentleman's sick that I wrote to," she rejoined; "isn't it too
+bad?  But he sent me down a letter to a friend of his--one of the
+examiners--and I guess we won't have any trouble.  Mr. Lansing, let
+me make you acquainted with Count Vogelstein," she went on,
+presenting to her fellow-passenger the wearer of the straw hat and
+the breastpin, who shook hands with the young German as if he had
+never seen him before.  Vogelstein's heart rose for an instant to
+his throat; he thanked his stars he hadn't offered a tip to the
+friend of a gentleman who had often been mentioned to him and who
+had also been described by a member of Pandora's family as Pandora's
+lover.
+
+"It's a case of ladies this time," Mr. Lansing remarked to him with
+a smile which seemed to confess surreptitiously, and as if neither
+party could be eager, to recognition.
+
+"Well, Mr. Bellamy says you'll do anything for HIM," Pandora said,
+smiling very sweetly at Mr. Lansing.  "We haven't got much; we've
+been gone only two years."
+
+Mr. Lansing scratched his head a little behind, with a movement that
+sent his straw hat forward in the direction of his nose.  "I don't
+know as I'd do anything for him that I wouldn't do for you," he
+responded with an equal geniality.  "I guess you'd better open that
+one"--and he gave a little affectionate kick to one of the trunks.
+
+"Oh mother, isn't he lovely?  It's only your sea-things," Pandora
+cried, stooping over the coffer with the key in her hand.
+
+"I don't know as I like showing them," Mrs. Day modestly murmured.
+
+Vogelstein made his German salutation to the company in general, and
+to Pandora he offered an audible good-bye, which she returned in a
+bright friendly voice, but without looking round as she fumbled at
+the lock of her trunk.
+
+"We'll try another, if you like," said Mr. Lansing good-humouredly.
+
+"Oh no it has got to be this one!  Good-bye, Count Vogelstein.  I
+hope you'll judge us correctly!"
+
+The young man went his way and passed the barrier of the dock.  Here
+he was met by his English valet with a face of consternation which
+led him to ask if a cab weren't forthcoming.
+
+"They call 'em 'acks 'ere, sir," said the man, "and they're beyond
+everything.  He wants thirty shillings to take you to the inn."
+
+Vogelstein hesitated a moment.  "Couldn't you find a German?"
+
+"By the way he talks he IS a German said the man; and in a moment
+Count Otto began his career in America by discussing the tariff of
+hackney-coaches in the language of the fatherland.
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II
+
+
+
+He went wherever he was asked, on principle, partly to study
+American society and partly because in Washington pastimes seemed to
+him not so numerous that one could afford to neglect occasions.  At
+the end of two winters he had naturally had a good many of various
+kinds--his study of American society had yielded considerable fruit.
+When, however, in April, during the second year of his residence, he
+presented himself at a large party given by Mrs. Bonnycastle and of
+which it was believed that it would be the last serious affair of
+the season, his being there (and still more his looking very fresh
+and talkative) was not the consequence of a rule of conduct.  He
+went to Mrs. Bonnycastle's simply because he liked the lady, whose
+receptions were the pleasantest in Washington, and because if he
+didn't go there he didn't know what he should do; that absence of
+alternatives having become familiar to him by the waters of the
+Potomac.  There were a great many things he did because if he didn't
+do them he didn't know what he should do.  It must be added that in
+this case even if there had been an alternative he would still have
+decided to go to Mrs. Bonnycastle's.  If her house wasn't the
+pleasantest there it was at least difficult to say which was
+pleasanter; and the complaint sometimes made of it that it was too
+limited, that it left out, on the whole, more people than it took
+in, applied with much less force when it was thrown open for a
+general party.  Toward the end of the social year, in those soft
+scented days of the Washington spring when the air began to show a
+southern glow and the Squares and Circles (to which the wide empty
+avenues converged according to a plan so ingenious, yet so
+bewildering) to flush with pink blossom and to make one wish to sit
+on benches--under this magic of expansion and condonation Mrs.
+Bonnycastle, who during the winter had been a good deal on the
+defensive, relaxed her vigilance a little, became whimsically
+wilful, vernally reckless, as it were, and ceased to calculate the
+consequences of an hospitality which a reference to the back files
+or even to the morning's issue of the newspapers might easily prove
+a mistake.  But Washington life, to Count Otto's apprehension, was
+paved with mistakes; he felt himself in a society founded on
+fundamental fallacies and triumphant blunders.  Little addicted as
+he was to the sportive view of existence, he had said to himself at
+an early stage of his sojourn that the only way to enjoy the great
+Republic would be to burn one's standards and warm one's self at the
+blaze.  Such were the reflexions of a theoretic Teuton who now
+walked for the most part amid the ashes of his prejudices.
+
+Mrs. Bonnycastle had endeavoured more than once to explain to him
+the principles on which she received certain people and ignored
+certain others; but it was with difficulty that he entered into her
+discriminations.  American promiscuity, goodness knew, had been
+strange to him, but it was nothing to the queerness of American
+criticism.  This lady would discourse to him a perte de vue on
+differences where he only saw resemblances, and both the merits and
+the defects of a good many members of Washington society, as this
+society was interpreted to him by Mrs. Bonnycastle, he was often at
+a loss to understand.  Fortunately she had a fund of good humour
+which, as I have intimated, was apt to come uppermost with the April
+blossoms and which made the people she didn't invite to her house
+almost as amusing to her as those she did.  Her husband was not in
+politics, though politics were much in him; but the couple had taken
+upon themselves the responsibilities of an active patriotism; they
+thought it right to live in America, differing therein from many of
+their acquaintances who only, with some grimness, thought it
+inevitable.  They had that burdensome heritage of foreign
+reminiscence with which so many Americans were saddled; but they
+carried it more easily than most of their country-people, and one
+knew they had lived in Europe only by their present exultation,
+never in the least by their regrets.  Their regrets, that is, were
+only for their ever having lived there, as Mrs. Bonnycastle once
+told the wife of a foreign minister.  They solved all their problems
+successfully, including those of knowing none of the people they
+didn't wish to, and of finding plenty of occupation in a society
+supposed to be meagrely provided with resources for that body which
+Vogelstein was to hear invoked, again and again, with the mixture of
+desire and of deprecation that might have attended the mention of a
+secret vice, under the name of a leisure-class.  When as the warm
+weather approached they opened both the wings of their house-door,
+it was because they thought it would entertain them and not because
+they were conscious of a pressure.  Alfred Bonnycastle all winter
+indeed chafed a little at the definiteness of some of his wife's
+reserves; it struck him that for Washington their society was really
+a little too good.  Vogelstein still remembered the puzzled feeling-
+-it had cleared up somewhat now--with which, more than a year
+before, he had heard Mr. Bonnycastle exclaim one evening, after a
+dinner in his own house, when every guest but the German secretary
+(who often sat late with the pair) had departed Hang it, there's
+only a month left; let us be vulgar and have some fun--let us invite
+the President."
+
+This was Mrs. Bonnycastle's carnival, and on the occasion to which I
+began my chapter by referring the President had not only been
+invited but had signified his intention of being present.  I hasten
+to add that this was not the same august ruler to whom Alfred
+Bonnycastle's irreverent allusion had been made.  The White House
+had received a new tenant--the old one was then just leaving it--and
+Count Otto had had the advantage, during the first eighteen months
+of his stay in America, of seeing an electoral campaign, a
+presidential inauguration and a distribution of spoils.  He had been
+bewildered during those first weeks by finding that at the national
+capital in the houses he supposed to be the best, the head of the
+State was not a coveted guest; for this could be the only
+explanation of Mr. Bonnycastle's whimsical suggestion of their
+inviting him, as it were, in carnival.  His successor went out a
+good deal for a President.
+
+The legislative session was over, but this made little difference in
+the aspect of Mrs. Bonnycastle's rooms, which even at the height of
+the congressional season could scarce be said to overflow with the
+representatives of the people.  They were garnished with an
+occasional Senator, whose movements and utterances often appeared to
+be regarded with a mixture of alarm and indulgence, as if they would
+be disappointing if they weren't rather odd and yet might be
+dangerous if not carefully watched.  Our young man had come to
+entertain a kindness for these conscript fathers of invisible
+families, who had something of the toga in the voluminous folds of
+their conversation, but were otherwise rather bare and bald, with
+stony wrinkles in their faces, like busts and statues of ancient
+law-givers.  There seemed to him something chill and exposed in
+their being at once so exalted and so naked; there were frequent
+lonesome glances in their eyes, as if in the social world their
+legislative consciousness longed for the warmth of a few comfortable
+laws ready-made.  Members of the House were very rare, and when
+Washington was new to the inquiring secretary he used sometimes to
+mistake them, in the halls and on the staircases where he met them,
+for the functionaries engaged, under stress, to usher in guests and
+wait at supper.  It was only a little later that he perceived these
+latter public characters almost always to be impressive and of that
+rich racial hue which of itself served as a livery.  At present,
+however, such confounding figures were much less to be met than
+during the months of winter, and indeed they were never frequent at
+Mrs. Bonnycastle's.  At present the social vistas of Washington,
+like the vast fresh flatness of the lettered and numbered streets,
+which at this season seemed to Vogelstein more spacious and vague
+than ever, suggested but a paucity of political phenomena.  Count
+Otto that evening knew every one or almost every one.  There were
+often inquiring strangers, expecting great things, from New York and
+Boston, and to them, in the friendly Washington way, the young
+German was promptly introduced.  It was a society in which
+familiarity reigned and in which people were liable to meet three
+times a day, so that their ultimate essence really became a matter
+of importance.
+
+"I've got three new girls," Mrs. Bonnycastle said.  "You must talk
+to them all."
+
+"All at once?" Vogelstein asked, reversing in fancy a position not
+at all unknown to him.  He had so repeatedly heard himself addressed
+in even more than triple simultaneity.
+
+"Oh no; you must have something different for each; you can't get
+off that way.  Haven't you discovered that the American girl expects
+something especially adapted to herself?  It's very well for Europe
+to have a few phrases that will do for any girl.  The American girl
+isn't ANY girl; she's a remarkable specimen in a remarkable species.
+But you must keep the best this evening for Miss Day."
+
+"For Miss Day!"--and Vogelstein had a stare of intelligence.  "Do
+you mean for Pandora?"
+
+Mrs. Bonnycastle broke on her side into free amusement.  "One would
+think you had been looking for her over the globe!  So you know her
+already--and you call her by her pet name?"
+
+"Oh no, I don't know her; that is I haven't seen her or thought of
+her from that day to this.  We came to America in the same ship."
+
+"Isn't she an American then?"
+
+"Oh yes; she lives at Utica--in the interior."
+
+"In the interior of Utica?  You can't mean my young woman then, who
+lives in New York, where she's a great beauty and a great belle and
+has been immensely admired this winter."
+
+"After all," said Count Otto, considering and a little disappointed,
+"the name's not so uncommon; it's perhaps another.  But has she
+rather strange eyes, a little yellow, but very pretty, and a nose a
+little arched?"
+
+"I can't tell you all that; I haven't seen her.  She's staying with
+Mrs. Steuben.  She only came a day or two ago, and Mrs. Steuben's to
+bring her.  When she wrote to me to ask leave she told me what I
+tell you.  They haven't come yet."
+
+Vogelstein felt a quick hope that the subject of this correspondence
+might indeed be the young lady he had parted from on the dock at New
+York, but the indications seemed to point another way, and he had no
+wish to cherish an illusion.  It didn't seem to him probable that
+the energetic girl who had introduced him to Mr. Lansing would have
+the entree of the best house in Washington; besides, Mrs.
+Bonnycastle's guest was described as a beauty and belonging to the
+brilliant city.
+
+"What's the social position of Mrs. Steuben?" it occurred to him to
+ask while he meditated.  He had an earnest artless literal way of
+putting such a question as that; you could see from it that he was
+very thorough.
+
+Mrs. Bonnycastle met it, however, but, with mocking laughter.  "I'm
+sure I don't know!  What's your own?"--and she left him to turn to
+her other guests, to several of whom she repeated his question.
+Could they tell her what was the social position of Mrs. Steuben?
+There was Count Vogelstein who wanted to know.  He instantly became
+aware of course that he oughtn't so to have expressed himself.
+Wasn't the lady's place in the scale sufficiently indicated by Mrs.
+Bonnycastle's acquaintance with her?  Still there were fine degrees,
+and he felt a little unduly snubbed.  It was perfectly true, as he
+told his hostess, that with the quick wave of new impressions that
+had rolled over him after his arrival in America the image of
+Pandora was almost completely effaced; he had seen innumerable
+things that were quite as remarkable in their way as the heroine of
+the Donau, but at the touch of the idea that he might see her and
+hear her again at any moment she became as vivid in his mind as if
+they had parted the day before:  he remembered the exact shade of
+the eyes he had described to Mrs. Bonnycastle as yellow, the tone of
+her voice when at the last she expressed the hope he might judge
+America correctly.  HAD he judged America correctly?  If he were to
+meet her again she doubtless would try to ascertain.  It would be
+going much too far to say that the idea of such an ordeal was
+terrible to Count Otto; but it may at least be said that the thought
+of meeting Pandora Day made him nervous.  The fact is certainly
+singular, but I shall not take on myself to explain it; there are
+some things that even the most philosophic historian isn't bound to
+account for.
+
+He wandered into another room, and there, at the end of five
+minutes, he was introduced by Mrs. Bonnycastle to one of the young
+ladies of whom she had spoken.  This was a very intelligent girl who
+came from Boston and showed much acquaintance with Spielhagen's
+novels.  "Do you like them?"  Vogelstein asked rather vaguely, not
+taking much interest in the matter, as he read works of fiction only
+in case of a sea-voyage.  The young lady from Boston looked pensive
+and concentrated; then she answered that she liked SOME of them VERY
+much, but that there were others she didn't like--and she enumerated
+the works that came under each of these heads.  Spielhagen is a
+voluminous writer, and such a catalogue took some time; at the end
+of it moreover Vogelstein's question was not answered, for he
+couldn't have told us whether she liked Spielhagen or not.
+
+On the next topic, however, there was no doubt about her feelings.
+They talked about Washington as people talk only in the place
+itself, revolving about the subject in widening and narrowing
+circles, perching successively on its many branches, considering it
+from every point of view.  Our young man had been long enough in
+America to discover that after half a century of social neglect
+Washington had become the fashion and enjoyed the great advantage of
+being a new resource in conversation.  This was especially the case
+in the months of spring, when the inhabitants of the commercial
+cities came so far southward to escape, after the long winter, that
+final affront.  They were all agreed that Washington was
+fascinating, and none of them were better prepared to talk it over
+than the Bostonians.  Vogelstein originally had been rather out of
+step with them; he hadn't seized their point of view, hadn't known
+with what they compared this object of their infatuation.  But now
+he knew everything; he had settled down to the pace; there wasn't a
+possible phase of the discussion that could find him at a loss.
+There was a kind of Hegelian element in it; in the light of these
+considerations the American capital took on the semblance of a
+monstrous mystical infinite Werden.  But they fatigued Vogelstein a
+little, and it was his preference, as a general thing, not to engage
+the same evening with more than one newcomer, one visitor in the
+freshness of initiation.  This was why Mrs. Bonnycastle's expression
+of a wish to introduce him to three young ladies had startled him a
+little; he saw a certain process, in which he flattered himself that
+he had become proficient, but which was after all tolerably
+exhausting, repeated for each of the damsels.  After separating from
+his judicious Bostonian he rather evaded Mrs. Bonnycastle,
+contenting himself with the conversation of old friends, pitched for
+the most part in a lower and easier key.
+
+At last he heard it mentioned that the President had arrived, had
+been some half-hour in the house, and he went in search of the
+illustrious guest, whose whereabouts at Washington parties was never
+indicated by a cluster of courtiers.  He made it a point, whenever
+he found himself in company with the President, to pay him his
+respects, and he had not been discouraged by the fact that there was
+no association of ideas in the eye of the great man as he put out
+his hand presidentially and said, "Happy to meet you, sir."  Count
+Otto felt himself taken for a mere loyal subject, possibly for an
+office-seeker; and he used to reflect at such moments that the
+monarchical form had its merits it provided a line of heredity for
+the faculty of quick recognition.  He had now some difficulty in
+finding the chief magistrate, and ended by learning that he was in
+the tea-room, a small apartment devoted to light refection near the
+entrance of the house.  Here our young man presently perceived him
+seated on a sofa and in conversation with a lady.  There were a
+number of people about the table, eating, drinking, talking; and the
+couple on the sofa, which was not near it but against the wall, in a
+shallow recess, looked a little withdrawn, as if they had sought
+seclusion and were disposed to profit by the diverted attention of
+the others.  The President leaned back; his gloved hands, resting on
+either knee, made large white spots.  He looked eminent, but he
+looked relaxed, and the lady beside him ministered freely and
+without scruple, it was clear, to this effect of his comfortably
+unbending.  Vogelstein caught her voice as he approached.  He heard
+her say "Well now, remember; I consider it a promise."  She was
+beautifully dressed, in rose-colour; her hands were clasped in her
+lap and her eyes attached to the presidential profile.
+
+"Well, madam, in that case it's about the fiftieth promise I've
+given to-day."
+
+It was just as he heard these words, uttered by her companion in
+reply, that Count Otto checked himself, turned away and pretended to
+be looking for a cup of tea.  It wasn't usual to disturb the
+President, even simply to shake hands, when he was sitting on a sofa
+with a lady, and the young secretary felt it in this case less
+possible than ever to break the rule, for the lady on the sofa was
+none other than Pandora Day.  He had recognised her without her
+appearing to see him, and even with half an eye, as they said, had
+taken in that she was now a person to be reckoned with.  She had an
+air of elation, of success; she shone, to intensity, in her rose-
+coloured dress; she was extracting promises from the ruler of fifty
+millions of people.  What an odd place to meet her, her old shipmate
+thought, and how little one could tell, after all, in America, who
+people were!  He didn't want to speak to her yet; he wanted to wait
+a little and learn more; but meanwhile there was something
+attractive in the fact that she was just behind him, a few yards
+off, that if he should turn he might see her again.  It was she Mrs.
+Bonnycastle had meant, it was she who was so much admired in New
+York.  Her face was the same, yet he had made out in a moment that
+she was vaguely prettier; he had recognised the arch of her nose,
+which suggested a fine ambition.  He took some tea, which he hadn't
+desired, in order not to go away.  He remembered her entourage on
+the steamer; her father and mother, the silent senseless burghers,
+so little "of the world," her infant sister, so much of it, her
+humorous brother with his tall hat and his influence in the smoking-
+room.  He remembered Mrs. Dangerfield's warnings--yet her
+perplexities too--and the letter from Mr. Bellamy, and the
+introduction to Mr. Lansing, and the way Pandora had stooped down on
+the dirty dock, laughing and talking, mistress of the situation, to
+open her trunk for the Customs.  He was pretty sure she had paid no
+duties that day; this would naturally have been the purpose of Mr.
+Bellamy's letter.  Was she still in correspondence with that
+gentleman, and had he got over the sickness interfering with their
+reunion?  These images and these questions coursed through Count
+Otto's mind, and he saw it must be quite in Pandora's line to be
+mistress of the situation, for there was evidently nothing on the
+present occasion that could call itself her master.  He drank his
+tea and as; he put down his cup heard the President, behind him,
+say:  "Well, I guess my wife will wonder why I don't come home."
+
+"Why didn't you bring her with you?" Pandora benevolently asked.
+
+"Well, she doesn't go out much.  Then she has got her sister staying
+with her--Mrs. Runkle, from Natchez.  She's a good deal of an
+invalid, and my wife doesn't like to leave her."
+
+"She must be a very kind woman"--and there was a high mature
+competence in the way the girl sounded the note of approval.
+
+"Well, I guess she isn't spoiled--yet."
+
+"I should like very much to come and see her," said Pandora.
+
+"Do come round.  Couldn't you come some night?" the great man
+responded.
+
+"Well, I'll come some time.  And I shall remind you of your
+promise."
+
+"All right.  There's nothing like keeping it up.  Well," said the
+President, "I must bid good-bye to these bright folks."
+
+Vogelstein heard him rise from the sofa with his companion; after
+which he gave the pair time to pass out of the room before him.
+They did it with a certain impressive deliberation, people making
+way for the ruler of fifty millions and looking with a certain
+curiosity at the striking pink person at his side.  When a little
+later he followed them across the hall, into one of the other rooms,
+he saw the host and hostess accompany the President to the door and
+two foreign ministers and a judge of the Supreme Court address
+themselves to Pandora Day.  He resisted the impulse to join this
+circle:  if he should speak to her at all he would somehow wish it
+to be in more privacy.  She continued nevertheless to occupy him,
+and when Mrs. Bonnycastle came back from the hall he immediately
+approached her with an appeal.  "I wish you'd tell me something more
+about that girl--that one opposite and in pink."
+
+"The lovely Day--that's what they call her, I believe?  I wanted you
+to talk with her."
+
+"I find she is the one I've met.  But she seems to be so different
+here.  I can't make it out," said Count Otto.
+
+There was something in his expression that again moved Mrs.
+Bonnycastle to mirth.  "How we do puzzle you Europeans!  You look
+quite bewildered."
+
+"I'm sorry I look so--I try to hide it.  But of course we're very
+simple.  Let me ask then a simple earnest childlike question.  Are
+her parents also in society?"
+
+"Parents in society?  D'ou tombez-vous?  Did you ever hear of the
+parents of a triumphant girl in rose-colour, with a nose all her
+own, in society?"
+
+"Is she then all alone?" he went on with a strain of melancholy in
+his voice.
+
+Mrs. Bonnycastle launched at him all her laughter.
+
+"You're too pathetic.  Don't you know what she is?  I supposed of
+course you knew."
+
+"It's exactly what I'm asking you."
+
+"Why she's the new type.  It has only come up lately.  They have had
+articles about it in the papers.  That's the reason I told Mrs.
+Steuben to bring her."
+
+"The new type?  WHAT new type, Mrs. Bonnycastle?" he returned
+pleadingly--so conscious was he that all types in America were new.
+
+Her laughter checked her reply a moment, and by the time she had
+recovered herself the young lady from Boston, with whom Vogelstein
+had been talking, stood there to take leave.  This, for an American
+type, was an old one, he was sure; and the process of parting
+between the guest and her hostess had an ancient elaboration.  Count
+Otto waited a little; then he turned away and walked up to Pandora
+Day, whose group of interlocutors had now been re-enforced by a
+gentleman who had held an important place in the cabinet of the late
+occupant of the presidential chair.  He had asked Mrs. Bonnycastle
+if she were "all alone"; but there was nothing in her present
+situation to show her for solitary.  She wasn't sufficiently alone
+for our friend's taste; but he was impatient and he hoped she'd give
+him a few words to himself.  She recognised him without a moment's
+hesitation and with the sweetest smile, a smile matching to a shade
+the tone in which she said:  "I was watching you.  I wondered if you
+weren't going to speak to me."
+
+"Miss Day was watching him!" one of the foreign ministers exclaimed;
+"and we flattered ourselves that her attention was all with us."
+
+"I mean before," said the girl, "while I was talking with the
+President."
+
+At which the gentlemen began to laugh, one of them remarking that
+this was the way the absent were sacrificed, even the great; while
+another put on record that he hoped Vogelstein was duly flattered.
+
+"Oh I was watching the President too," said Pandora.  "I've got to
+watch HIM.  He has promised me something."
+
+"It must be the mission to England," the judge of the Supreme Court
+suggested.  "A good position for a lady; they've got a lady at the
+head over there."
+
+"I wish they would send you to my country," one of the foreign
+ministers suggested.  "I'd immediately get recalled."
+
+"Why perhaps in your country I wouldn't speak to you!  It's only
+because you're here," the ex-heroine of the Donau returned with a
+gay familiarity which evidently ranked with her but as one of the
+arts of defence.  "You'll see what mission it is when it comes out.
+But I'll speak to Count Vogelstein anywhere," she went on.  "He's an
+older friend than any right here.  I've known him in difficult
+days."
+
+"Oh yes, on the great ocean," the young man smiled.  "On the watery
+waste, in the tempest!"
+
+"Oh I don't mean that so much; we had a beautiful voyage and there
+wasn't any tempest.  I mean when I was living in Utica.  That's a
+watery waste if you like, and a tempest there would have been a
+pleasant variety."
+
+"Your parents seemed to me so peaceful!" her associate in the other
+memories sighed with a vague wish to say something sympathetic.
+
+"Oh you haven't seen them ashore!  At Utica they were very lively.
+But that's no longer our natural home.  Don't you remember I told
+you I was working for New York?  Well, I worked--l had to work hard.
+But we've moved."
+
+Count Otto clung to his interest.  "And I hope they're happy."
+
+"My father and mother?  Oh they will be, in time.  I must give them
+time.  They're very young yet, they've years before them.  And
+you've been always in Washington?" Pandora continued.  "I suppose
+you've found out everything about everything."
+
+"Oh no--there are some things I CAN'T find out."
+
+"Come and see me and perhaps I can help you.  I'm very different
+from what I was in that phase.  I've advanced a great deal since
+then."
+
+"Oh how was Miss Day in that phase?" asked a cabinet minister of the
+last administration.
+
+"She was delightful of course," Count Otto said.
+
+"He's very flattering; I didn't open my mouth!" Pandora cried.
+"Here comes Mrs. Steuben to take me to some other place.  I believe
+it's a literary party near the Capitol.  Everything seems so
+separate in Washington.  Mrs. Steuben's going to read a poem.  I
+wish she'd read it here; wouldn't it do as well?"
+
+This lady, arriving, signified to her young friend the necessity of
+their moving on.  But Miss Day's companions had various things to
+say to her before giving her up.  She had a vivid answer for each,
+and it was brought home to Vogelstein while he listened that this
+would be indeed, in her development, as she said, another phase.
+Daughter of small burghers as she might be she was really brilliant.
+He turned away a little and while Mrs. Steuben waited put her a
+question.  He had made her half an hour before the subject of that
+inquiry to which Mrs. Bonnycastle returned so ambiguous an answer;
+but this wasn't because he failed of all direct acquaintance with
+the amiable woman or of any general idea of the esteem in which she
+was held.  He had met her in various places and had been at her
+house.  She was the widow of a commodore, was a handsome mild soft
+swaying person, whom every one liked, with glossy bands of black
+hair and a little ringlet depending behind each ear.  Some one had
+said that she looked like the vieux jeu, idea of the queen in
+Hamlet.  She had written verses which were admired in the South,
+wore a full-length portrait of the commodore on her bosom and spoke
+with the accent of Savannah.  She had about her a positive strong
+odour of Washington.  It had certainly been very superfluous in our
+young man to question Mrs. Bonnycastle about her social position.
+
+"Do kindly tell me," he said, lowering his voice, "what's the type
+to which that young lady belongs?  Mrs. Bonnycastle tells me it's a
+new one."
+
+Mrs. Steuben for a moment fixed her liquid eyes on the secretary of
+legation.  She always seemed to be translating the prose of your
+speech into the finer rhythms with which her own mind was familiar.
+"Do you think anything's really new?" she then began to flute.  "I'm
+very fond of the old; you know that's a weakness of we Southerners."
+The poor lady, it will be observed, had another weakness as well.
+"What we often take to be the new is simply the old under some novel
+form.  Were there not remarkable natures in the past?  If you doubt
+it you should visit the South, where the past still lingers."
+
+Vogelstein had been struck before this with Mrs. Steuben's
+pronunciation of the word by which her native latitudes were
+designated; transcribing it from her lips you would have written it
+(as the nearest approach) the Sooth.  But at present he scarce
+heeded this peculiarity; he was wondering rather how a woman could
+be at once so copious and so uninforming.  What did he care about
+the past or even about the Sooth?  He was afraid of starting her
+again.  He looked at her, discouraged and helpless, as bewildered
+almost as Mrs. Bonnycastle had found him half an hour before; looked
+also at the commodore, who, on her bosom, seemed to breathe again
+with his widow's respirations.  "Call it an old type then if you
+like," he said in a moment.  "All I want to know is what type it IS!
+It seems impossible," he gasped, "to find out."
+
+"You can find out in the newspapers.  They've had articles about it.
+They write about everything now.  But it isn't true about Miss Day.
+It's one of the first families.  Her great-grandfather was in the
+Revolution."  Pandora by this time had given her attention again to
+Mrs. Steuben.  She seemed to signify that she was ready to move on.
+"Wasn't your great-grandfather in the Revolution?" the elder lady
+asked.  "I'm telling Count Vogelstein about him."
+
+"Why are you asking about my ancestors?" the girl demanded of the
+young German with untempered brightness.  "Is that the thing you
+said just now that you can't find out?  Well, if Mrs. Steuben will
+only be quiet you never will."
+
+Mrs. Steuben shook her head rather dreamily.  "Well, it's no trouble
+for we of the Sooth to be quiet.  There's a kind of languor in our
+blood.  Besides, we have to be to-day.  But I've got to show some
+energy to-night.  I've got to get you to the end of Pennsylvania
+Avenue."
+
+Pandora gave her hand to Count Otto and asked him if he thought they
+should meet again.  He answered that in Washington people were
+always meeting again and that at any rate he shouldn't fail to wait
+upon her.  Hereupon, just as the two ladies were detaching
+themselves, Mrs. Steuben remarked that if the Count and Miss Day
+wished to meet again the picnic would be a good chance--the picnic
+she was getting up for the following Thursday.  It was to consist of
+about twenty bright people, and they'd go down the Potomac to Mount
+Vernon.  The Count answered that if Mrs. Steuben thought him bright
+enough he should be delighted to join the party; and he was told the
+hour for which the tryst was taken.
+
+He remained at Mrs. Bonnycastle's after every one had gone, and then
+he informed this lady of his reason for waiting.  Would she have
+mercy on him and let him know, in a single word, before he went to
+rest--for without it rest would be impossible--what was this famous
+type to which Pandora Day belonged?
+
+"Gracious, you don't mean to say you've not found out that type
+yet!" Mrs. Bonnycastle exclaimed with a return of her hilarity.
+"What have you been doing all the evening?  You Germans may be
+thorough, but you certainly are not quick!"
+
+It was Alfred Bonnycastle who at last took pity on him.  "My dear
+Vogelstein, she's the latest freshest fruit of our great American
+evolution.  She's the self-made girl!"
+
+Count Otto gazed a moment.  "The fruit of the great American
+Revolution?  Yes, Mrs. Steuben told me her great-grandfather--" but
+the rest of his sentence was lost in a renewed explosion of Mrs.
+Bonnycastle's sense of the ridiculous.  He bravely pushed his
+advantage, such as it was, however, and, desiring his host's
+definition to be defined, inquired what the self-made girl might be.
+
+"Sit down and we'll tell you all about it," Mrs. Bonnycastle said.
+"I like talking this way, after a party's over.  You can smoke if
+you like, and Alfred will open another window.  Well, to begin with,
+the self-made girl's a new feature.  That, however, you know.  In
+the second place she isn't self-made at all.  We all help to make
+her--we take such an interest in her."
+
+"That's only after she's made!" Alfred Bonnycastle broke in.  "But
+it's Vogelstein that takes an interest.  What on earth has started
+you up so on the subject of Miss Day?"
+
+The visitor explained as well as he could that it was merely the
+accident of his having crossed the ocean in the steamer with her;
+but he felt the inadequacy of this account of the matter, felt it
+more than his hosts, who could know neither how little actual
+contact he had had with her on the ship, how much he had been
+affected by Mrs. Dangerfield's warnings, nor how much observation at
+the same time he had lavished on her.  He sat there half an hour,
+and the warm dead stillness of the Washington night--nowhere are the
+nights so silent--came in at the open window, mingled with a soft
+sweet earthy smell, the smell of growing things and in particular,
+as he thought, of Mrs. Steuben's Sooth.  Before he went away he had
+heard all about the self-made girl, and there was something in the
+picture that strongly impressed him.  She was possible doubtless
+only in America; American life had smoothed the way for her.  She
+was not fast, nor emancipated, nor crude, nor loud, and there wasn't
+in her, of necessity at least, a grain of the stuff of which the
+adventuress is made.  She was simply very successful, and her
+success was entirely personal.  She hadn't been born with the silver
+spoon of social opportunity; she had grasped it by honest exertion.
+You knew her by many different signs, but chiefly, infallibly, by
+the appearance of her parents.  It was her parents who told her
+story; you always saw how little her parents could have made her.
+Her attitude with regard to them might vary in different ways.  As
+the great fact on her own side was that she had lifted herself from
+a lower social plane, done it all herself, and done it by the simple
+lever of her personality, it was naturally to be expected that she
+would leave the authors of her mere material being in the shade.
+Sometimes she had them in her wake, lost in the bubbles and the foam
+that showed where she had passed; sometimes, as Alfred Bonnycastle
+said, she let them slide altogether; sometimes she kept them in
+close confinement, resorting to them under cover of night and with
+every precaution; sometimes she exhibited them to the public in
+discreet glimpses, in prearranged attitudes.  But the general
+characteristic of the self-made girl was that, though it was
+frequently understood that she was privately devoted to her kindred,
+she never attempted to impose them on society, and it was striking
+that, though in some of her manifestations a bore, she was at her
+worst less of a bore than they.  They were almost always solemn and
+portentous, and they were for the most part of a deathly
+respectability.  She wasn't necessarily snobbish, unless it was
+snobbish to want the best.  She didn't cringe, she didn't make
+herself smaller than she was; she took on the contrary a stand of
+her own and attracted things to herself.  Naturally she was possible
+only in America--only in a country where whole ranges of competition
+and comparison were absent.  The natural history of this interesting
+creature was at last completely laid bare to the earnest stranger,
+who, as he sat there in the animated stillness, with the fragrant
+breath of the Western world in his nostrils, was convinced of what
+he had already suspected, that conversation in the great Republic
+was more yearningly, not to say gropingly, psychological than
+elsewhere.  Another thing, as he learned, that you knew the self-
+made girl by was her culture, which was perhaps a little too
+restless and obvious.  She had usually got into society more or less
+by reading, and her conversation was apt to be garnished with
+literary allusions, even with familiar quotations.  Vogelstein
+hadn't had time to observe this element as a developed form in
+Pandora Day; but Alfred Bonnycastle hinted that he wouldn't trust
+her to keep it under in a tete-a-tete.  It was needless to say that
+these young persons had always been to Europe; that was usually the
+first place they got to.  By such arts they sometimes entered
+society on the other side before they did so at home; it was to be
+added at the same time that this resource was less and less
+valuable, for Europe, in the American world, had less and less
+prestige and people in the Western hemisphere now kept a watch on
+that roundabout road.  All of which quite applied to Pandora Day--
+the journey to Europe, the culture (as exemplified in the books she
+read on the ship), the relegation, the effacement, of the family.
+The only thing that was exceptional was the rapidity of her march;
+for the jump she had taken since he left her in the hands of Mr.
+Lansing struck Vogelstein, even after he had made all allowance for
+the abnormal homogeneity of the American mass, as really
+considerable.  It took all her cleverness to account for such
+things.  When she "moved" from Utica--mobilised her commissariat--
+the battle appeared virtually to have been gained.
+
+Count Otto called the next day, and Mrs. Steuben's blackamoor
+informed him, in the communicative manner of his race, that the
+ladies had gone out to pay some visits and look at the Capitol.
+Pandora apparently had not hitherto examined this monument, and our
+young man wished he had known, the evening before, of her omission,
+so that he might have offered to be her initiator.  There is too
+obvious a connexion for us to fail of catching it between his regret
+and the fact that in leaving Mrs. Steuben's door he reminded himself
+that he wanted a good walk, and that he thereupon took his way along
+Pennsylvania Avenue.  His walk had become fairly good by the time he
+reached the great white edifice that unfolds its repeated colonnades
+and uplifts its isolated dome at the end of a long vista of saloons
+and tobacco-shops.  He slowly climbed the great steps, hesitating a
+little, even wondering why he had come.  The superficial reason was
+obvious enough, but there was a real one behind it that struck him
+as rather wanting in the solidity which should characterise the
+motives of an emissary of Prince Bismarck.  The superficial reason
+was a belief that Mrs. Steuben would pay her visit first--it was
+probably only a question of leaving cards--and bring her young
+friend to the Capitol at the hour when the yellow afternoon light
+would give a tone to the blankness of its marble walls.  The Capitol
+was a splendid building, but it was rather wanting in tone.
+Vogelstein's curiosity about Pandora Day had been much more
+quickened than checked by the revelations made to him in Mrs.
+Bonnycastle's drawing-room.  It was a relief to have the creature
+classified; but he had a desire, of which he had not been conscious
+before, to see really to the end how well, in other words how
+completely and artistically, a girl could make herself.  His
+calculations had been just, and he had wandered about the rotunda
+for only ten minutes, looking again at the paintings, commemorative
+of the national annals, which occupy its lower spaces, and at the
+simulated sculptures, so touchingly characteristic of early American
+taste, which adorn its upper reaches, when the charming women he had
+been counting on presented themselves in charge of a licensed guide.
+He went to meet them and didn't conceal from them that he had marked
+them for his very own.  The encounter was happy on both sides, and
+he accompanied them through the queer and endless interior, through
+labyrinths of bleak bare development, into legislative and judicial
+halls.  He thought it a hideous place; he had seen it all before and
+asked himself what senseless game he was playing.  In the lower
+House were certain bedaubed walls, in the basest style of imitation,
+which made him feel faintly sick, not to speak of a lobby adorned
+with artless prints and photographs of eminent defunct Congressmen
+that was all too serious for a joke and too comic for a Valhalla.
+But Pandora was greatly interested; she thought the Capitol very
+fine; it was easy to criticise the details, but as a whole it was
+the most impressive building she had ever seen.  She proved a
+charming fellow tourist; she had constantly something to say, but
+never said it too much; it was impossible to drag in the wake of a
+cicerone less of a lengthening or an irritating chain.  Vogelstein
+could see too that she wished to improve her mind; she looked at the
+historical pictures, at the uncanny statues of local worthies,
+presented by the different States--they were of different sizes, as
+if they had been "numbered," in a shop--she asked questions of the
+guide and in the chamber of the Senate requested him to show her the
+chairs of the gentlemen from New York.  She sat down in one of them,
+though Mrs. Steuben told her THAT Senator (she mistook the chair,
+dropping into another State) was a horrid old thing.
+
+Throughout the hour he spent with her Vogelstein seemed to see how
+it was she had made herself.  They walked about, afterwards on the
+splendid terrace that surrounds the Capitol, the great marble floor
+on which it stands, and made vague remarks--Pandora's were the most
+definite--about the yellow sheen of the Potomac, the hazy hills of
+Virginia, the far-gleaming pediment of Arlington, the raw confused-
+looking country.  Washington was beneath them, bristling and
+geometrical; the long lines of its avenues seemed to stretch into
+national futures.  Pandora asked Count Otto if he had ever been to
+Athens and, on his admitting so much, sought to know whether the
+eminence on which they stood didn't give him an idea of the
+Acropolis in its prime.  Vogelstein deferred the satisfaction of
+this appeal to their next meeting; he was glad--in spite of the
+appeal--to make pretexts for seeing her again.  He did so on the
+morrow; Mrs. Steuben's picnic was still three days distant.  He
+called on Pandora a second time, also met her each evening in the
+Washington world.  It took very little of this to remind him that he
+was forgetting both Mrs. Dangerfield's warnings and the admonitions-
+-long familiar to him--of his own conscience.  Was he in peril of
+love?  Was he to be sacrificed on the altar of the American girl, an
+altar at which those other poor fellows had poured out some of the
+bluest blood in Germany and he had himself taken oath he would never
+seriously worship?  He decided that he wasn't in real danger, that
+he had rather clinched his precautions.  It was true that a young
+person who had succeeded so well for herself might be a great help
+to her husband; but this diplomatic aspirant preferred on the whole
+that his success should be his own:  it wouldn't please him to have
+the air of being pushed by his wife.  Such a wife as that would wish
+to push him, and he could hardly admit to himself that this was what
+fate had in reserve for him--to be propelled in his career by a
+young lady who would perhaps attempt to talk to the Kaiser as he had
+heard her the other night talk to the President.  Would she consent
+to discontinue relations with her family, or would she wish still to
+borrow plastic relief from that domestic background?  That her
+family was so impossible was to a certain extent an advantage; for
+if they had been a little better the question of a rupture would be
+less easy.  He turned over these questions in spite of his security,
+or perhaps indeed because of it.  The security made them speculative
+and disinterested.
+
+They haunted him during the excursion to Mount Vernon, which took
+place according to traditions long established.  Mrs. Steuben's
+confederates assembled on the steamer and were set afloat on the big
+brown stream which had already seemed to our special traveller to
+have too much bosom and too little bank.  Here and there, however,
+he became conscious of a shore where there was something to look at,
+even though conscious at the same time that he had of old lost great
+opportunities of an idyllic cast in not having managed to be more
+"thrown with" a certain young lady on the deck of the North German
+Lloyd.  The two turned round together to hang over Alexandria, which
+for Pandora, as she declared, was a picture of Old Virginia.  She
+told Vogelstein that she was always hearing about it during the
+Civil War, ages before.  Little girl as she had been at the time she
+remembered all the names that were on people's lips during those
+years of reiteration.  This historic spot had a touch of the romance
+of rich decay, a reference to older things, to a dramatic past.  The
+past of Alexandria appeared in the vista of three or four short
+streets sloping up a hill and lined with poor brick warehouses
+erected for merchandise that had ceased to come or go.  It looked
+hot and blank and sleepy, down to the shabby waterside where
+tattered darkies dangled their bare feet from the edge of rotting
+wharves.  Pandora was even more interested in Mount Vernon--when at
+last its wooded bluff began to command the river--than she had been
+in the Capitol, and after they had disembarked and ascended to the
+celebrated mansion she insisted on going into every room it
+contained.  She "claimed for it," as she said--some of her turns
+were so characteristic both of her nationality and her own style--
+the finest situation in the world, and was distinct as to the shame
+of their not giving it to the President for his country-seat.  Most
+of her companions had seen the house often, and were now coupling
+themselves in the grounds according to their sympathies, so that it
+was easy for Vogelstein to offer the benefit of his own experience
+to the most inquisitive member of the party.  They were not to lunch
+for another hour, and in the interval the young man roamed with his
+first and fairest acquaintance.  The breath of the Potomac, on the
+boat, had been a little harsh, but on the softly-curving lawn,
+beneath the clustered trees, with the river relegated to a mere
+shining presence far below and in the distance, the day gave out
+nothing but its mildness, the whole scene became noble and genial.
+
+Count Otto could joke a little on great occasions, and the present
+one was worthy of his humour.  He maintained to his companion that
+the shallow painted mansion resembled a false house, a "wing" or
+structure of daubed canvas, on the stage; but she answered him so
+well with certain economical palaces she had seen in Germany, where,
+as she said, there was nothing but china stoves and stuffed birds,
+that he was obliged to allow the home of Washington to be after all
+really gemuthlich.  What he found so in fact was the soft texture of
+the day, his personal situation, the sweetness of his suspense.  For
+suspense had decidedly become his portion; he was under a charm that
+made him feel he was watching his own life and that his
+susceptibilities were beyond his control.  It hung over him that
+things might take a turn, from one hour to the other, which would
+make them very different from what they had been yet; and his heart
+certainly beat a little faster as he wondered what that turn might
+be.  Why did he come to picnics on fragrant April days with American
+girls who might lead him too far?  Wouldn't such girls be glad to
+marry a Pomeranian count?  And WOULD they, after all, talk that way
+to the Kaiser?  If he were to marry one of them he should have to
+give her several thorough lessons.
+
+In their little tour of the house our young friend and his companion
+had had a great many fellow visitors, who had also arrived by the
+steamer and who had hitherto not left them an ideal privacy.  But
+the others gradually dispersed; they circled about a kind of showman
+who was the authorised guide, a big slow genial vulgar heavily-
+bearded man, with a whimsical edifying patronising tone, a tone that
+had immense success when he stopped here and there to make his
+points--to pass his eyes over his listening flock, then fix them
+quite above it with a meditative look and bring out some ancient
+pleasantry as if it were a sudden inspiration.  He made a cheerful
+thing, an echo of the platform before the booth of a country fair,
+even of a visit to the tomb of the pater patriae.  It is enshrined
+in a kind of grotto in the grounds, and Vogelstein remarked to
+Pandora that he was a good man for the place, but was too familiar.
+"Oh he'd have been familiar with Washington," said the girl with the
+bright dryness with which she often uttered amusing things.
+Vogelstein looked at her a moment, and it came over him, as he
+smiled, that she herself probably wouldn't have been abashed even by
+the hero with whom history has taken fewest liberties.  "You look as
+if you could hardly believe that," Pandora went on.  "You Germans
+are always in such awe of great people."  And it occurred to her
+critic that perhaps after all Washington would have liked her
+manner, which was wonderfully fresh and natural.  The man with the
+beard was an ideal minister to American shrines; he played on the
+curiosity of his little band with the touch of a master, drawing
+them at the right moment away to see the classic ice-house where the
+old lady had been found weeping in the belief it was Washington's
+grave.  While this monument was under inspection our interesting
+couple had the house to themselves, and they spent some time on a
+pretty terrace where certain windows of the second floor opened--a
+little rootless verandah which overhung, in a manner, obliquely, all
+the magnificence of the view; the immense sweep of the river, the
+artistic plantations, the last-century garden with its big box
+hedges and remains of old espaliers.  They lingered here for nearly
+half an hour, and it was in this retirement that Vogelstein enjoyed
+the only approach to intimate conversation appointed for him, as was
+to appear, with a young woman in whom he had been unable to persuade
+himself that he was not absorbed.  It's not necessary, and it's not
+possible, that I should reproduce this colloquy; but I may mention
+that it began--as they leaned against the parapet of the terrace and
+heard the cheerful voice of the showman wafted up to them from a
+distance--with his saying to her rather abruptly that he couldn't
+make out why they hadn't had more talk together when they crossed
+the Atlantic.
+
+"Well, I can if you can't," said Pandora.  "I'd have talked quick
+enough if you had spoken to me.  I spoke to you first."
+
+"Yes, I remember that"--and it affected him awkwardly.
+
+"You listened too much to Mrs. Dangerfield."
+
+He feigned a vagueness.  "To Mrs. Dangerfield?"
+
+"That woman you were always sitting with; she told you not to speak
+to me.  I've seen her in New York; she speaks to me now herself.
+She recommended you to have nothing to do with me."
+
+"Oh how can you say such dreadful things?" Count Otto cried with a
+very becoming blush.
+
+"You know you can't deny it.  You weren't attracted by my family.
+They're charming people when you know them.  I don't have a better
+time anywhere than I have at home," the girl went on loyally.  "But
+what does it matter?  My family are very happy.  They're getting
+quite used to New York.  Mrs. Dangerfield's a vulgar wretch--next
+winter she'll call on me."
+
+"You are unlike any Madchen I've ever seen--I don't understand you,"
+said poor Vogelstein with the colour still in his face.
+
+"Well, you never WILL understand me--probably; but what difference
+does it make?"
+
+He attempted to tell her what difference, but I've no space to
+follow him here.  It's known that when the German mind attempts to
+explain things it doesn't always reduce them to simplicity, and
+Pandora was first mystified, then amused, by some of the Count's
+revelations.  At last I think she was a little frightened, for she
+remarked irrelevantly, with some decision, that luncheon would be
+ready and that they ought to join Mrs. Steuben.  Her companion
+walked slowly, on purpose, as they left the house together, for he
+knew the pang of a vague sense that he was losing her.
+
+"And shall you be in Washington many days yet?" he appealed as they
+went.
+
+"It will all depend.  I'm expecting important news.  What I shall do
+will be influenced by that."
+
+The way she talked about expecting news--and important!--made him
+feel somehow that she had a career, that she was active and
+independent, so that he could scarcely hope to stop her as she
+passed.  It was certainly true that he had never seen any girl like
+her.  It would have occurred to him that the news she was expecting
+might have reference to the favour she had begged of the President,
+if he hadn't already made up his mind--in the calm of meditation
+after that talk with the Bonnycastles--that this favour must be a
+pleasantry.  What she had said to him had a discouraging, a somewhat
+chilling effect; nevertheless it was not without a certain ardour
+that he inquired of her whether, so long as she stayed in
+Washington, he mightn't pay her certain respectful attentions.
+
+"As many as you like--and as respectful ones; but you won't keep
+them up for ever!"
+
+"You try to torment me," said Count Otto.
+
+She waited to explain.  "I mean that I may have some of my family."
+
+"I shall be delighted to see them again."
+
+Again she just hung fire.  "There are some you've never seen."
+
+In the afternoon, returning to Washington on the steamer, Vogelstein
+received a warning.  It came from Mrs. Bonnycastle and constituted,
+oddly enough, the second juncture at which an officious female
+friend had, while sociably afloat with him, advised him on the
+subject of Pandora Day.
+
+"There's one thing we forgot to tell you the other night about the
+self-made girl," said the lady of infinite mirth.  "It's never safe
+to fix your affections on her, because she has almost always an
+impediment somewhere in the background."
+
+He looked at her askance, but smiled and said:  "I should understand
+your information--for which I'm so much obliged--a little better if
+I knew what you mean by an impediment."
+
+"Oh I mean she's always engaged to some young man who belongs to her
+earlier phase."
+
+"Her earlier phase?"
+
+"The time before she had made herself--when she lived unconscious of
+her powers.  A young man from Utica, say.  They usually have to
+wait; he's probably in a store.  It's a long engagement."
+
+Count Otto somehow preferred to understand as little as possible.
+"Do you mean a betrothal--to take effect?"
+
+"I don't mean anything German and moonstruck.  I mean that piece of
+peculiarly American enterprise a premature engagement--to take
+effect, but too complacently, at the end of time."
+
+Vogelstein very properly reflected that it was no use his having
+entered the diplomatic career if he weren't able to bear himself as
+if this interesting generalisation had no particular message for
+him.  He did Mrs. Bonnycastle moreover the justice to believe that
+she wouldn't have approached the question with such levity if she
+had supposed she should make him wince.  The whole thing was, like
+everything else, but for her to laugh at, and the betrayal moreover
+of a good intention.  "I see, I see--the self-made girl has of
+course always had a past.  Yes, and the young man in the store--from
+Utica--is part of her past."
+
+"You express it perfectly," said Mrs. Bonnycastle.  "I couldn't say
+it better myself."
+
+"But with her present, with her future, when they change like this
+young lady's, I suppose everything else changes.  How do you say it
+in America?  She lets him slide."
+
+"We don't say it at all!" Mrs. Bonnycastle cried.  "She does nothing
+of the sort; for what do you take her?  She sticks to him; that at
+least is what we EXPECT her to do," she added with less assurance.
+"As I tell you, the type's new and the case under consideration.  We
+haven't yet had time for complete study."
+
+"Oh of course I hope she sticks to him," Vogelstein declared simply
+and with his German accent more audible, as it always was when he
+was slightly agitated.
+
+For the rest of the trip he was rather restless.  He wandered about
+the boat, talking little with the returning picnickers.  Toward the
+last, as they drew near Washington and the white dome of the Capitol
+hung aloft before them, looking as simple as a suspended snowball,
+he found himself, on the deck, in proximity to Mrs. Steuben.  He
+reproached himself with having rather neglected her during an
+entertainment for which he was indebted to her bounty, and he sought
+to repair his omission by a proper deference.  But the only act of
+homage that occurred to him was to ask her as by chance whether Miss
+Day were, to her knowledge, engaged.
+
+Mrs. Steuben turned her Southern eyes upon him with a look of almost
+romantic compassion.  "To my knowledge?  Why of course I'd know!  I
+should think you'd know too.  Didn't you know she was engaged?  Why
+she has been engaged since she was sixteen."
+
+Count Otto gazed at the dome of the Capitol.  "To a gentleman from
+Utica?
+
+"Yes, a native of her place.  She's expecting him soon."
+
+"I'm so very glad to hear it," said Vogelstein, who decidedly, for
+his career, had promise.  "And is she going to marry him?"
+
+"Why what do people fall in love with each other FOR?  I presume
+they'll marry when she gets round to it.  Ah if she had only been
+from the Sooth--!"
+
+At this he broke quickly in:  "But why have they never brought it
+off, as you say, in so many years?"
+
+"Well, at first she was too young, and then she thought her family
+ought to see Europe--of course they could see it better WITH her--
+and they spent some time there.  And then Mr. Bellamy had some
+business difficulties that made him feel as if he didn't want to
+marry just then.  But he has given up business and I presume feels
+more free.  Of course it's rather long, but all the while they've
+been engaged.  It's a true, true love," said Mrs. Steuben, whose
+sound of the adjective was that of a feeble flute.
+
+"Is his name Mr. Bellamy?" the Count asked with his haunting
+reminiscence.  "D. F. Bellamy, so?  And has he been in a store?"
+
+"I don't know what kind of business it was:  it was some kind of
+business in Utica.  I think he had a branch in New York.  He's one
+of the leading gentlemen of Utica and very highly educated.  He's a
+good deal older than Miss Day.  He's a very fine man--I presume a
+college man.  He stands very high in Utica.  I don't know why you
+look as if you doubted it."
+
+Vogelstein assured Mrs. Steuben that he doubted nothing, and indeed
+what she told him was probably the more credible for seeming to him
+eminently strange.  Bellamy had been the name of the gentleman who,
+a year and a half before, was to have met Pandora on the arrival of
+the German steamer; it was in Bellamy's name that she had addressed
+herself with such effusion to Bellamy's friend, the man in the straw
+hat who was about to fumble in her mother's old clothes.  This was a
+fact that seemed to Count Otto to finish the picture of her
+contradictions; it wanted at present no touch to be complete.  Yet
+even as it hung there before him it continued to fascinate him, and
+he stared at it, detached from surrounding things and feeling a
+little as if he had been pitched out of an overturned vehicle, till
+the boat bumped against one of the outstanding piles of the wharf at
+which Mrs. Steuben's party was to disembark.  There was some delay
+in getting the steamer adjusted to the dock, during which the
+passengers watched the process over its side and extracted what
+entertainment they might from the appearance of the various persons
+collected to receive it.  There were darkies and loafers and
+hackmen, and also vague individuals, the loosest and blankest he had
+ever seen anywhere, with tufts on their chins, toothpicks in their
+mouths, hands in their pockets, rumination in their jaws and diamond
+pins in their shirt-fronts, who looked as if they had sauntered over
+from Pennsylvania Avenue to while away half an hour, forsaking for
+that interval their various slanting postures in the porticoes of
+the hotels and the doorways of the saloons.
+
+"Oh I'm so glad!  How sweet of you to come down!"  It was a voice
+close to Count Otto's shoulder that spoke these words, and he had no
+need to turn to see from whom it proceeded.  It had been in his ears
+the greater part of the day, though, as he now perceived, without
+the fullest richness of expression of which it was capable.  Still
+less was he obliged to turn to discover to whom it was addressed,
+for the few simple words I have quoted had been flung across the
+narrowing interval of water, and a gentleman who had stepped to the
+edge of the dock without our young man's observing him tossed back
+an immediate reply.
+
+"I got here by the three o'clock train.  They told me in K Street
+where you were, and I thought I'd come down and meet you."
+
+"Charming attention!" said Pandora Day with the laugh that seemed
+always to invite the whole of any company to partake in it; though
+for some moments after this she and her interlocutor appeared to
+continue the conversation only with their eyes.  Meanwhile
+Vogelstein's also were not idle.  He looked at her visitor from head
+to foot, and he was aware that she was quite unconscious of his own
+proximity.  The gentleman before him was tall, good-looking, well-
+dressed; evidently he would stand well not only at Utica, but,
+judging from the way he had planted himself on the dock, in any
+position that circumstances might compel him to take up.  He was
+about forty years old; he had a black moustache and he seemed to
+look at the world over some counter-like expanse on which he invited
+it all warily and pleasantly to put down first its idea of the terms
+of a transaction.  He waved a gloved hand at Pandora as if, when she
+exclaimed "Gracious, ain't they long!" to urge her to be patient.
+She was patient several seconds and then asked him if he had any
+news.  He looked at her briefly, in silence, smiling, after which he
+drew from his pocket a large letter with an official-looking seal
+and shook it jocosely above his head.  This was discreetly, covertly
+done.  No one but our young man appeared aware of how much was
+taking place--and poor Count Otto mainly felt it in the air.  The
+boat was touching the wharf and the space between the pair
+inconsiderable.
+
+"Department of State?" Pandora very prettily and soundlessly mouthed
+across at him.
+
+"That's what they call it."
+
+"Well, what country?"
+
+"What's your opinion of the Dutch?" the gentleman asked for answer.
+
+"Oh gracious!" cried Pandora.
+
+"Well, are you going to wait for the return trip?" said the
+gentleman.
+
+Our silent sufferer turned away, and presently Mrs. Steuben and her
+companion disembarked together.  When this lady entered a carriage
+with Miss Day the gentleman who had spoken to the girl followed
+them; the others scattered, and Vogelstein, declining with thanks a
+"lift" from Mrs. Bonnycastle, walked home alone and in some
+intensity of meditation.  Two days later he saw in a newspaper an
+announcement that the President had offered the post of Minister to
+Holland to Mr. D. F. Bellamy of Utica; and in the course of a month
+he heard from Mrs. Steuben that Pandora, a thousand other duties
+performed, had finally "got round" to the altar of her own nuptials.
+He communicated this news to Mrs. Bonnycastle, who had not heard it
+but who, shrieking at the queer face he showed her, met it with the
+remark that there was now ground for a new induction as to the self-
+made girl.
+
+
+
+
+
+End of The Project Gutenberg Etext of Pandora, by Henry James
+
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