I
had often pondered over every circumstance that attended my waking
into life, but that incident which was the most firmly fixed in my
mind was the sight of the feet of a tall woman whose body was hid by
the screen between my couch and the other one. When I asked Mr.
D'Arcy about this, he did not say in so many words that I was
suffering from a delusion about those feet, but he talked about the
illusion which generally accompanied a recovery from such illnesses
as mine. Now of course I felt sure that Sinfi was the person I had
seen on the couch. But why was she there?
'I did not see Mr. D'Arcy until the afternoon after the guests had
left, for in order to avoid seeing him and them, I took a long stroll
by the river and then got into the punt. I had scarcely done so when
Sinfi appeared on the bank and hailed me. I took her into the punt.
She was so entirely herself that I found it difficult to believe in
the startling spectacle of the previous evening, although her
expression was careworn, and she certainly looked a little paler than
she used to look when she and I and Rhona Boswell were such great
friends; her splendid beauty and bearing were as striking as ever, I
thought.
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