2.Opportunity

"How strange she is at times, isn't she?" Miss Fellow immediately inquired her companion; "and how composed she was when we asked her about him; how she was sipping her tea - no one could have said that she was affected by his coming, how she looked at us, smiling, and what a smile she has! With her bright blue eyes, you cannot say whether she is malicious or well-intentioned, but why are you so silent, dear?"

Miss Modesty was gazing upon the horizons, deep in thought. "Uh, I can't tell, Miss Gloom has always proved herself good and well-bred; she is just strange now and then, I guess."

This reply did not please Miss Fellow, as something in her friend was altered. "Why are you so distant now?"

"Maybe the weather is to blame," she said turning her face away from her.

"Speaking of which, why did she say that she's the only to blame? I have no clue, what do you think, Miss Modesty?"

"Clueless, yes..."

As they were walking towards home, I was walking towards the answer of his existence. He was standing before me, timidly holding his hat; and as I was imagining this, I saw a sparkle in his eyes. He had his weakness, I had mine; mine was exposed, I didn't know his. I had to find it. What if I found it before he found mine? Yes, I couldn't be more confident! He existed so as to be flawed, and his flaws existed so as to be revealed to me. I laughingly repeated this thought over and over again; until a knock startled my nerves and made me lose everything I was reflecting upon. The valet came in, announcing someone's wish to see me.

"He would give no name, Miss. Shall I bring him to you?"

I leaned on the chimney, my arms crossed. An opportunity smiled in my direction. "Tell him to come," I answered.

As soon as I heard his footsteps on the corridor, I placed a smile on my face. "He must see how happy I can possibly be, even if my happiness is not entirely true."

But I could not help my eyes - they widened as they watched him walk confidently the floor which I was proud to call mine. "Miss Gloom, I believe, is very eager to see me, is she not?"

His impertinence disarmed my confidence, but the last remain of my dignity uttered:

"I do not recall having called you; you were brought here with a reason unknown to me; please reveal it, as I believe you need to tell me something."

"No, I just consider you a great study, that is all that made me come here." But as he said this, nothing made me believe him; his eyes weren't credible, his tone was false, he could not be that bothered to be around me.

"Then I shall bid you farewell, I cannot trust you. John shall help you out." And as I rang the bell, he turned away and left the room, leaving me breathless.