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The office was clean； hard； bright； like Cowperwood himself。 The morning sun； streaming in through an almost solid glass east front shaded by pale…green roller curtains； came to have an almost romantic atmosphere for her。 Cowperwood's private office； as in Philadelphia； was a solid cherry…wood box in which he could shut himself completelysight…proof； sound…proof。 When the door was closed it was sacrosanct。 He made it a rule； sensibly； to keep his door open as much as possible； even when he was dictating； sometimes not。 It was in these half…hours of dictationthe door open； as a rule； for he did not care for too much privacythat he and Miss Nowak came closest。 After months and months； and because he had been busy with the other woman mentioned； of whom she knew nothing； she came to enter sometimes with a sense of suffocation； sometimes of maidenly shame。 It would never have occurred to her to admit frankly that she wanted Cowperwood to make love to her。 It would have frightened her to have thought of herself as yielding easily； and yet there was not a detail of his personality that was not now burned in her brain。 His light； thick； always smoothly parted hair； his wide； clear； inscrutable eyes； his carefully manicured hands； so full and firm； his fresh clothing of delicate； intricate patternshow these fascinated her！ He seemed always remote except just at the moment of doing something； when； curiously enough； he seemed intensely intimate and near。
One day； after many exchanges of glances in which her own always fell sharplyin the midst of a letterhe arose and closed the half…open door。 She did not think so much of that； as a ruleit had happened beforebut now； to…day； because of a studied glance he had given her； neither tender nor smiling； she felt as though something unusual were about to happen。 Her own body was going hot and cold by turnsher neck and hands。 She had a fine figure； finer than she realized； with shapely limbs and torso。 Her head had some of the sharpness of the old Greek coinage； and her hair was plaited as in ancient cut stone。 Cowperwood noted it。 He came back and； without taking his seat； bent over her and intimately took her hand。
〃Antoinette；〃 he said； lifting her gently。
She looked up； then arosefor he slowly drew herbreathless； the color gone； much of the capable practicality that was hers completely eliminated。 She felt limp； inert。 She pulled at her hand faintly； and then； lifting her eyes； was fixed by that hard； insatiable gaze of his。 Her head swamher eyes were filled with a telltale confusion。
〃Antoinette！〃
〃Yes；〃 she murmured。
〃You love me； don't you？〃
She tried to pull herself together； to inject some of her native rigidity of soul into her airthat rigidity which she always imagined would never desert herbut it was gone。 There came instead to her a picture of the far Blue Island Avenue neighborhood from which she emanatedits low brown cottages； and then this smart； hard office and this strong man。 He came out of such a marvelous world； apparently。 A strange foaming seemed to be in her blood。 She was deliriously； deliciously numb and happy。
〃Antoinette！〃
〃Oh； I don't know what I think；〃 she gasped。 〃I Oh yes； I do； I do。〃
〃I like your name；〃 he said； simply。 〃Antoinette。〃 And then； pulling her to him； he slipped his arm about her waist。
She was frightened； numb； and then suddenly； not so much from shame as shock； tears rushed to her eyes。 She turned and put her hand on the desk and hung her head and sobbed。
〃Why； Antoinette；〃 he asked； gently； bending over her； are you so much unused to the world？ I thought you said you loved me。 Do you want me to forget all this and go on as before？ I can； of course； if you can； you know。〃
He knew that she loved him； wanted him。
She heard him plainly enough； shaking。
〃Do you？〃 he said； after a time； giving her moments in which to recover。
〃Oh； let me cry！〃 she recovered herself sufficiently to say； quite wildly。 〃I don't know why I'm crying。 It's just because I'm nervous； I suppose。 Please don't mind me now。〃
〃Antoinette；〃 he repeated； 〃look at me！ Will you stop？〃
〃Oh no； not now。 My eyes are so bad。〃
〃Antoinette！ Come； look！〃 He put his hand under her chin。 〃See； I'm not so terrible。〃
〃Oh；〃 she said； when her eyes met his again； 〃I〃 And then she folded her arms against his breast while he petted her hand and held her close。
〃I'm not so bad； Antoinette。 It's you as much as it is me。 You do love me； then？〃
〃Yes； yesoh yes！〃
〃And you don't mind？〃
〃No。 It's all so strange。〃 Her face was hidden。
〃Kiss me； then。〃
She put up her lips and slipped her arms about him。 He held her close。
He tried teasingly to make her say why she cried； thinking the while of what Aileen or Rita would think if they knew； but she would not at firstadmitting later that it was a sense of evil。 Curiously she also thought of Aileen； and how； on occasion； she had seen her sweep in and out。 Now she was sharing with her （the dashing Mrs。 Cowperwood； so vain and superior） the wonder of his affection。 Strange as it may seem； she looked on it now as rather an honor。 She had risen in her own estimationher sense of life and power。 Now； more than ever before； she knew something of life because she knew something of love and passion。 The future seemed tremulous with promise。 She went back to her machine after a while； thinking of this。 What would it all come to？ she wondered； wildly。 You could not have told by her eyes that she had been crying。 Instead； a rich glow in her brown cheeks heightened her beauty。 No disturbing sense of Aileen was involved with all this。 Antoinette was of the newer order that was beginning to privately question ethics and morals。 She had a right to her life； lead where it would。 And to what it would bring her。 The feel of Cowperwood's lips was still fresh on hers。 What would the future reveal to her now？ What？
Chapter XVII
An Overture to Conflict
The result of this understanding was not so important to Cowperwood as it was to Antoinette。 In a vagrant mood he had unlocked a spirit here which was fiery； passionate； but in his case hopelessly worshipful。 However much she might be grieved by him； Antoinette； as he subsequently learned； would never sin against his personal welfare。 Yet she was unwittingly the means of first opening the flood…gates of suspicion on Aileen； thereby establishing in the latter's mind the fact of Cowperwood's persistent unfaithfulness。
The incidents which led up to this were comparatively trivial nothing more； indeed； at first than the sight of Miss Nowak and Cowperwood talking intimately in his office one afternoon when the others had gone and the fact that she appeared to be a little bit disturbed by Aileen's arrival。 Later came the discoverythough of this Aileen could not be absolutely sureof Cowperwood and Antoinette in a closed carriage one stormy November afternoon in State Street when he was supposed to be out of the city。 She was coming out of Merrill's store at the time； and just happened to glance at the passing vehicle； which was running near the curb。 Aileen； although uncertain； was greatly shocked。 Could it be possible that he had not left town？ She journeyed to his office on the pretext of taking old Laughlin's dog； Jennie； a pretty collar she had found； actually to find if Antoinette were away at the same time。 Could it be possible； she kept asking herself； that Cowperwood had become interested in his own stenographer？ The fact that the office assumed that he was out of town and that Antoinette was not there gave her pause。 Laughlin quite innocently informed her that he thought Miss Nowak had gone to one of the libraries to make up certain reports。 It left her in doubt。
What was Aileen to think？ Her moods and aspirations were linked so closely with the love and success of Cowperwood that she could not； in spite of herself； but take fire at the least thought of losing him。 He himself wondered sometimes； as he threaded the mesh…like paths of sex； what she would do once she discovered his variant conduct。 Indeed； there had been little occasional squabbles； not sharp； but suggestive； when he was trifling about with Mrs。 Kittridge； Mrs。 Ledwell； and others。 There were； as may be imagined； from time to time absences； brief and unimportant； which he explained easily； passional indifferences which were not explained so easily； and the like； but since his affections were not really involved in any of those instances； he had managed to smooth the matter over quite nicely。
〃Why do you say that？〃 he would demand； when she suggested； apropos of a trip or a day when she had not been with him； that there might have been another。 〃You know there hasn't。 If I am going in for that sort of thing you'll learn it fast enough。 Even if I did； it wouldn't mean that I was unfaithful to you spiritually。〃
〃Oh； wouldn't it？〃 exclaimed Aileen； resentfully； and with some disturbance of spirit。 〃Well； you can keep your spiritual faithfulness。 I'm not going to be content with any sweet thoughts。〃
Cowperwood laughed even as she laughed； for he knew she was right and he felt sorry for her。 At the same ti