She feared he might take her tears as a sign of
weakness. For four hours he had
shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. In fact he was thinking of other things. She seemed to have
no idea whatever of the emotional states that were becoming to her age and
position. Kind of knows it, too. There are so many girls nowadays who are quite unpresentable at
tea, with their untrimmed laughs, their awful dispositions of their legs when they
sit down, their slangy disrespect; they no longer smoke, it is true, like the girls of
the eighties and nineties, nevertheless to a fine intelligence they have the flavor
of tobacco. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street. She counted three on the way to the train and four
more on the crowded car that would have gladly taken
him to bed with not so much as a word. ‘A little promenade, madame?’
Madame Valade rose from the chintz-covered chair with alacrity and a little
rustle of her silken petticoats. Having secured this implement, he burst from his
conductor, and, leaping into the hatch, as clowns generally spring into the clockfaces, when in pursuit of harlequin in the pantomime,—that is, back foremost,—
broke into a fit of loud and derisive laughter, kicking his heels merrily all the
time against the boards. Presently she saw Spurlock on the way to the lagoon. It's mighty
lonesome down there for a man bred to cities.
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