Alpha Book

"And I do not suppose that I shall be very different to-morrow."
"At least I will take my chance of finding that you are mistaken," said
Orsino, rising suddenly, and standing before her.
"Are you going?" she asked, as though she were surprised.
"Since I cannot please you."
"Since you will not."
"I do not know how."
"Be yourself--the same that you always are. You are affecting to be some
one else, to-day."
"I fancy it is the other way," answered Orsino, with more truth than he
really owned to himself.
"Then I prefer the affectation to the reality."
"As you will, Madame. Good evening."
He crossed the room to go out. She called him back.
"Don Orsino!"
He turned sharply round.
"Madame?"
Seeing that he did not move, she rose and went to him. He looked down
into her face and saw that it was changed again.
"Are you really angry?" she asked. There was something girlish in the
way she asked the question, and, for a moment, in her whole manner.
Orsino could not help smiling.


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