that fact that us from the people who see it d piece f if are right � if marriage is sacred in itself and the individual must always be sacrificed to the family � then there can be no real marriage between us since our r our being together is souls a protest against the sacrifice of the individual to the family she interrupted herself with a laugh you say now that i m giving you a lecture on of course one acts as one can � as one must perhaps � pulled by all sorts of invisible threads but at least one needn t pretend for social advantages to to a creed that the of human motives � that people by arbitrary signs and puts it in everybody s reach to be on mrs s visiting list it may be necessary that the world should be ruled by � but if we believed in them t hy did we break through them and if we don t believe in them is it honest to take advantage of the protection they hesitated one may believe in them or not but as long as they do rule the world it is only by taking advantage of their protection that one can find a do need a he looked at her hopelessly nothing is more to man than the mental process of a woman who reasons her emotions she thought she had a point and followed it up passionately you do understand don t you you see how the very thought of the thing me we are together to day because we choose to be � don t let us look any farther than that she caught souls his hands promise me you never speak of it again promise me you never think of it even she implored with a tearful of through what followed � his his arguments his final submission to her wishes � she had a sense of his but half all that for her had made the moment so tumultuous they had reached that memorable point in every heart history when for the first time the man seems and the woman it was the abundance of his intentions that consoled her on reflection for what they lacked in quality after all it would have been worse worse to have detected any to understand her ii when the train at night fall brought them to their journey s end at the edge of one of the lakes was glad that they were not as usual to pass from one solitude to another their wanderings during the year had indeed been like the flight of through and southern italy they had persisted in their of their kind at first had deepened the flavor of their happiness as night the scent of certain flowers but in the new phase on which souls they were entering s chief wish was that thej should be less exposed to the action of each other s thoughts she shrank nevertheless as the brightly bulk of the fashionable american hotel on the water s brink began to toward their advancing boat its vivid suggestion of social order visitors lists church services and the bland of the the mere fact that in a moment or two she must take her place on the hotel register as mrs seemed to the springs of her resistance they had meant to stay for a night only on their way to a lofty village among the of but after the first plunge into when they entered the dining room felt the relief of being lost in a crowd of ceasing for a moment to be the centre of s scrutiny and in his face she caught the reflection of her feeling after dinner when she went upstairs he strolled into the and an hour or two later sitting in the darkness of her window she heard his voice below and saw him walking up and down the terrace with a companion cigar at his side when he came up he told her he had been talking to the hotel � a very good sort of fellow queer little these hotels most of these people live here all summer and then souls to italy or the the english are the only people who can lead that kind of life with dignity � those soft old ladies in somehow carry the british empire their caps sum it s a curious study � there might be some good things to work up here he stood before her with the vivid stare of the on the trail of a subject with a relief that was half painful she noticed that for the first time since they had been together he was hardly aware of her presence do you think you could write here here i don t know his stare dropped after being out of things so long one s first impressions are bound to be vivid you know i see a dozen threads already that one might follow � he broke off with a touch of embarrassment then follow them we stay she said with sudden decision stay here he glanced at her in surprise and then walking to the window looked out upon the dusky slumber of the garden why not she said at length in a tone of veiled irritation the place is full of old cats in caps who gossip with the shall you like � i mean it would be different if � souls she up do you suppose i care it s none of their ness of course not but you won t get them to think so � � they may think what they please he looked at her doubtfully it s for you to decide we stay she repeated before they met had made himself known m a successful writer of short stories and of a novel which had achieved the distinction of being � discussed the 