|Rose exchanges glances with Lottie, |
across their respective balconies,
as they get their first view of
In London, Lottie was nervous. When she and Rose first meet Lady Caroline to interview her about staying with them in the castle, Lottie couldn't speak, and when she tried her face turned red. When she first met Ms. Fisher, she made a fool of herself, so nervous that she couldn't think straight and ended up implying that she thought Keats was still alive. (!) Such a funny scene. Lottie frequently appeared confused. Rose thought that her friends' words "gushed" out, unfiltered and often nonsensical.
But this was something else Rose noticed about Lottie that first day in San Salvatore: her language was developing along with her spirit and her personality. She was using stronger, more striking words--words like "beast." And there was no stuttering, no appearance of confusion at all. She remained enthusiastic in her speech, but "enthusiasm" is quite different when the context is wisdom rather than "covering up out of nervousness," Rose thought.
|Lottie: "I've written to Milosh and |
invited him here."
Rose was taken aback, to say the least, at the thought of Mellersh joining them. "But Lottie, we came here to get away from .... well, from our husbands," she said, trying to understand, to keep up with Lottie's transformation. "And just this morning you said you couldn't envision Mellersh. In your mind's eye he was without form or content, and now, this afternoon, he's suddenly taken shape?" Rose felt that Lottie's "development" was shockingly fast, but she did recognize it as 'development,' at one point thinking she could almost see the halo just above Lottie's head.