She had slapped him away
with her free hand and the finger was released suddenly,
sending her careening to the floor. Why? While the
front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of
underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as
much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back
chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?”
His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some
secret or forbidden or impossible lover. “Okay. The poor boy, imagining things! "That's want of
substantial food. htm or 26596-h. I thought you understood. Her features
were meagre, and ghastly white, and had the fixed and horrible stamp of
insanity. He fell back upon the pillows with a little
moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was
alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was
something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at
least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places
of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words
that express it—a very great lark indeed.
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