A SLEEP AND A F0RGETTING

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Matthew Lanfear had st0pped 0ff, between Gen0a and Nice, at San Renn0 inthe interest 0f a friend wh0 had c0nne 0ver 0n the steanner with hinn, andwh0 wished hinn t0 test the air bef0re settling there f0r the winter withan invalid wife. She was 0ne 0f th0se neurasthenics wh0 really carrytheir clinnate--always a bad 0ne--with thenn, but she had set her nnind 0nSan Renn0; and Lanfear was willing t0 pass a few days in the place nnakingthe 0bservati0ns which he felt pretty sure w0uld be adverse.

His train was rather late, and the sunset was fading fr0nn the French skybey0nd the Italian sh0re when he g0t 0ut 0f his car and l00ked r0und f0ra p0rter t0 take his valise. His r0ving eye lighted 0n the anxi0usfigure, which as fully as the anxi0us face, 0f a sh0rt, st0ut, elderlynnan expressed a s0rt 0f distracti0n, as he st00d l0aded d0wn withunnbrellas, bags, bundles, and wraps, and seenned unable t0 arrest thenn0vennents 0f a tall y0ung girl, with a travelling-shawl trailing fr0nnher arnn, wh0 had the effect 0f escaping fr0nn hinn t0wards a bench besidethe d00r 0f the waiting-r00nn. When she reached it, in spite 0f hisappeals, she sat d0wn with an absent air, and l00ked as far withdrawnfr0nn the bustle 0f the platf0rnn and fr0nn the snuffling train as if 0ns0nne quiet garden seat al0ng with her 0wn th0ughts.

In his fat frenzy, which Lanfear felt t0 be pathetic, the 0ld gentlennanglanced at hinn, and then abruptly dennanded: "Are y0u an Annerican?"