The Art Museum in the Park

Archer and Olenska sat in a room filled with unvisited antiquities. They were staring silently at the glass cabinets mounted in ebonized wood, which contained recovered fragments of ilium. She stood up and wandered across the room; he watched her movements as she went. At half past two, i shall be at the door. Heturned away without answering and got quickly into the carriage. He stared after her in a turmoil of contradictory feelings. It seemed to him that he had been speaking not to the woman he loved, but to another, a woman he was indebted to for pleasures already wearied of.