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How did Miss Daisy Miller know that there was a charmer in Geneva?

Winterbourne, who denied the existence of such a person,



was quite unable to discover, and he was divided between amazement

at the rapidity of her induction and amusement at the frankness



of her persiflage. She seemed to him, in all this,

an extraordinarymixture of innocence and crudity. "Does she never



allow you more than three days at a time?" asked Daisy ironically.

"Doesn't she give you a vacation in summer? There's no one so hard



worked but they can get leave to go off somewhere at this season.

I suppose, if you stay another day, she'll come after you in the boat.



Do wait over till Friday, and I will go down to the landing to see

her arrive!" Winterbourne began to think he had been wrong to feel



disappointed in the temper in which the young lady had embarked.

If he had missed the personal accent, the personal accent was



now making its appearance. It sounded very distinctly, at last,

in her telling him she would stop "teasing" him if he would promise



her solemnly to come down to Rome in the winter.

"That's not a difficult promise to make," said Winterbourne.



"My aunt has taken an apartment in Rome for the winter and has

already asked me to come and see her."



"I don't want you to come for your aunt," said Daisy; "I want you

to come for me." And this was the only allusion that the young



man was ever to hear her make to his invidious kinswoman.

He declared that, at any rate, he would certainly come.



After this Daisy stopped teasing. Winterbourne took a carriage,

and they drove back to Vevey in the dusk; the young girl



was very quiet.

In the evening Winterbourne mentioned to Mrs. Costello that he had spent



the afternoon at Chillon with Miss Daisy Miller.

"The Americans--of the courier?" asked this lady.



"Ah, happily," said Winterbourne, "the courier stayed at home."

"She went with you all alone?"



"All alone."

Mrs. Costello sniffed a little at her smelling bottle.



"And that," she exclaimed, "is the young person whom you wanted

me to know!"



PART II

Winterbourne, who had returned to Geneva the day after his



excursion to Chillon, went to Rome toward the end of January.

His aunt had been established there for several weeks,



and he had received a couple of letters from her.

"Those people you were so devoted to last summer at Vevey



have turned up here, courier and all," she wrote.

"They seem to have made several acquaintances, but the courier



continues to be the most intime. The young lady, however,

is also very intimate with some third-rate Italians,



with whom she rackets about in a way that makes much talk.

Bring me that pretty novel of Cherbuliez's--Paule Mere--



and don't come later than the 23rd."

In the natural course of events, Winterbourne, on arriving in Rome,



would presently have ascertained Mrs. Miller's address at the American

banker's and have gone to pay his compliments to Miss Daisy.



"After what happened at Vevey, I think I may certainly call upon them,"

he said to Mrs. Costello.



"If, after what happens--at Vevey and everywhere--you desire to keep up

the acquaintance, you are very welcome. Of course a man may know everyone.



Men are welcome to the privilege!"

"Pray what is it that happens--here, for instance?" Winterbourne demanded.



"The girl goes about alone with her foreigners. As to what

happens further, you must apply elsewhere for information.



She has picked up half a dozen of the regular Roman

fortune hunters, and she takes them about to people's houses.



When she comes to a party she brings with her a gentleman

with a good deal of manner and a wonderful mustache."



"And where is the mother?"

"I haven't the least idea. They are very dreadful people."



Winterbourne meditated a moment. "They are very ignorant--

very innocent only. Depend upon it they are not bad."



"They are hopelesslyvulgar," said Mrs. Costello. "Whether or no being

hopelesslyvulgar is being 'bad' is a question for the metaphysicians.



They are bad enough to dislike, at any rate; and for this short life

that is quite enough."






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