The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1923-03-09

reply. for felt moisture on my hand
Iie was crying. II was terrible. I'd
never seen a mnn cry.
A. last repeated. LET me 20. Co
away. go away" But / was help
less Ho must have known Il, for
suddenly no raised his face to me.
and. indeed, his eyes were swim
ming. his cheeks were wet.
Don't leave me" he naid. Il was
mad, ] can't do without you III
20 20 tho devil II you leave me-"
Why did you do nTI asked.
teebiy.
Il couldn't help It i was sorry
for Sadie"
~sorryT"
Well, you see. she was the one
who got let down in tina, business
between Christine and Pawlett. Nicer
brook couldn't do anything for her.
Oh. II only you'd rec. was sorry
for her: one gets entnngIed."
stared at him Indeed. believe
he was telling tho truth. I, was Just
because he was kind and weak TINT
he'd done this Sadie wanted him.
suppose. He didn't want TO hurt
her. He didn't want 10 hurt me.
either.
"I1l nevor SEQ her again"
No" replied. after n moment
Two got no III feeling against you.
Julian. but I've got to 60"
He flung both arms round my
knees. hurying his face against me.
and again chokcd with tears. For
moment ! boro it: them half de-
spiss myself as think OF IT.
couldn't bear TO have him cry. this
weak thing, this dependent, this love-
~. piuful creature. half under
stood him. Lord Alfred was right:
women can't share themselves, and
even when they are unfaithful they
establish sort OF symbolic difference
between two men. But men arc dif-
fcrcnt: men are casual
He was still crying. couldn't help
IL had TO put my arms around my
little boy and comfort him. Yes, he'd
done wrong. like child that does
damage. Don't cry" / murmured,
my cheek against his. Lets try to
forget" As / spoke despised my
self for being overcome. Weakness,
not strength. can have power over
women; tho weakness of men calls
to us. THE tyranny OF tears" exerts
itself.
He looked UP at mo, smiling thru
his tears. Then. with his wet eyes
he was as beautiful as Greuze pic
ture. He kissed me. He wiped his
eyes. He got up. His smile grew
moro assured. II was over. He was
forgiven. and he was forgetting al
ready. Indeed, II was almost too easy.
As he poured out the tea, he said:
Pretty strong, isn't IT."
Indeed wo women are abject. In
love relations the vanity OF men
seems always TO increase. while we
grow more humble Perhaps It is
because we're less sure of ourselves
There are so many Of us. We are
indeed the superfluous sex.
We talked aminbly over tea. was
very shaken, and from timo to time
throw n side glance al the man who
had wept. Could he be the same as
this one who laughed7 But /
wouldn't show H. I'd forgiven him
and mustn't stop halfway. must
espouse his mood. no laughed moro
than he did. and even extracted from
my memory funny story he'd not
heard before. Ho was very gay.
think no was rather proud OF himself
because no had been unfaithful to
me and reconquercd me all tho same.
He was surcr OF me than before. We
talked of some frocks he was plan
ming; OF Ninettc, who was very
wretched. tho she wouldn't confess
II, because Roderlck Bentham had
suddenly reformed and ceased to beat
her. She'd lost her grievance. We
made n lot OF conversation about
Christine. who went about every
where saying that Pnwiott bored her,
and that sho was going bnck to
Miltiadcs. We talked OF everybody
but Sadie.
After toa. Julian, as II to celebrate
tho reconciliation, tolophoned n tho
alter for two stalls and ordered table
Mt tho Carlton. i reproved him for
his extravangance.
oh" no said, that's all right,
We've been doing rather well lately"
"How's that2 Surely you haven't
booked many orders YETI Why, only
half tho tho models are I'M"
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