Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-03-07
For you perhaps; but what about

For you, perhaps; but what about
me-
Don't you ever think of anyone
but yoursef?"
rs that the way it impresses you ?"
she asked coldly
She slipped into the chair opposite
him and began slowly to draw off
her gloves. Langham was silent for
a minute or two; he gazed ntently
at her and by degrees the hard steely
glitter faded from his heavy blood
shot eyes. Fascinated, his glance
dwelt upon her; nothing of her fresh
beauty was lost on him; the smooth
curve of her soft white throat, the
alluring charm of her warm sensuous
lips, the tiny dimple that came and
went when she smiled, the graceful
plant lines of her figure, the rare
poise of her small head-his glance
observed ALL For better or for worse
he loved her with whatever of the
man there was in him; he might
hate her in some sudden burst of
fierce anger because of her shallow
ness, her greed, her utter selfshness;
but he loved her always, he could
never be wholly free from the spell
her beauty had cast over him.
Look here, Evelyn he said at
last, whats the use of going on in
this way, why can't we get back to
some decent understanding" He
was hungry for tenderness from her;
acute physical fear was holding him
in its grip He leaned back in his
chair and found support for his head.
You're right" he went on. Il can't
stand this racket much longer--this
work and worry; we are living be-
yond our means; Well have to slow
up, get down to a more sane basis"
The words came from his blue lips
in jerky disjointed sentences. Whats
the USE it's too much of a struggle!
| do thousand things / don't want
to do. shady things in my practise,
things no reputable lawyer should
stoop to. and all to make a few dol
lars to throw away | tell you, | am
sick of IT. Why can't we be as other
people, reasonable and patient-that's
the thing, to be patient, and just bide
our time We can't live like million
aires on my income. what's the use of
trying tell you we are fools!"
Are matters so desperate will
u.s." Evelyn asked, land is it all my
fault?"
Il can't do anything to pull up I'M
less you help me-" Langham said.
well, are matters SO desperate?'
she repeated.
He did not answer her at once.
opnnuh hp raalind ut lon of L
and was silent.
A sense OF terrible loneliness swept
over him; a loneliness peepled witt
shadows, in which he was the only
living thing, but the shadows were
infinitely more real than he himself
He had the brute instinct to hide
and the human instinct to share his
fear. He poured himself drink
Evelyn watched him with compressed
Hips as he drained the glass. He drew
himself up out Of the depths of his
chair and began to tramp the floor
words leaped to his lips but h'
pressed them back: he was aware
that only the most intangible barrier:
held between them; an impulse tina
grew in his throbbing brain seemed
driving him forward to destroy thes'
barriers; to stand before her as h
, was; to emerge from his menta
} solitude and claim her companionship
What was marriage made for, If no
7 for this?
Look here" he said. wheeling oil
: her suddenly. do you still love me
do you still care as you once did?'
He seized one of her hands in his.
; You hurt me, Marsh." she said
/ drawing away from him.
He dropped her hand and with ;
smothered oath turned from her.
You women don't know what low
: lis," he snarled. Talk about
woman giving up; talk about he