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t so？〃
〃Exactly。 I see we are going to get on。〃
〃Yes； indeed。〃
They shook hands again in friendliest fashion； and she opened the front door for him。 And her farewell smile was bright and happy。
VII
IN the cold clear open he proceeded to take the usual account of stockwith dismal results。 She had wound him round her fingers； had made him say only the things he should not have said； and leave unsaid the things that might have furthered his purposes。 He had conducted the affair ridiculously〃just what is to be expected of an infatuated fool。〃 However； there was no consolation in the discovery that he was reduced； after all these years of experience； to the common level man weak and credulous in his dealings with woman。 He hoped that his disgust with himself would lead on to disgust； or； rather； distaste for her。 It is the primal instinct of vanity to dislike and to shun those who have witnessed its humiliation。
〃I believe I am coming to my senses；〃 he said。 And he ventured to call her up before him for examination and criticism。 This as he stood upon the forward deck of the ferry with the magnificent panorama of New York before him。 New York！ And he； of its strong men； of the few in all that multitude who had rank and powerhe who had won as his promised wife the daughter of one of the dozen mighty ones of the nation！ What an ill…timed； what an absurd； what a crazy step… down this excursion of his！ And for what？ There he summoned her before him。 And at the first glance of his fancy at her fair sweet face and lovely figure； he quailed。 He was hearing her voice again。 He was feeling the yield of her smooth； round form to his embrace； the yield of her smooth white cheek to his caress。 In his nostrils was the fragrance of her youth； the matchless perfume of nature； beyond any of the distillations of art in its appeal to his normal and healthy nerves。 And he burned with the fire only she could quench。 〃I must I must。My God； I MUST！〃 he muttered。
When he reached home； he asked whether his sister was in。 The butler said that Mrs。 Fitzhugh had just come from the theater。 In search of her； he went to the library； found her seated there with a book and a cigarette； her wrap thrown back upon her chair。 〃Come out to supper with me； Ursula；〃 he said。 〃I'm starved and bored。〃
〃Why； you're not dressed！〃 exclaimed his sister。 〃I thought you were at the Cameron dance with Josephine。〃
〃Had to cut it out；〃 replied he curtly。 〃Will you come？〃
〃I can't eat； but I'll drink。 Yes； let's have a spree。 It's been years since we had onenot since we were poor。 Let's not go to a DEADLY respectable place。 Let's go where there are some of the other kind； too。〃
〃But I must have food。 Why not the Martin？〃
〃That'll dothough I'd prefer something a little farther up Broadway。〃
〃The Martin is gay enough。 The truth is； there's nothing really gay any more。 There's too much money。 Money suffocates gayety。〃
To the Martin they went； and he ordered an enormous supperone of those incredible meals for which he was famous。 They dispatched a quart of champagne before the supper began to come； he drinking at least two thirds of it。 He drank as much while he was eating and called for a third bottle when the coffee was served。 He had eaten half a dozen big oysters； a whole guinea hen； a whole portion of salad； another of Boniface cheese； with innumerable crackers。
〃If I could eat as you do！〃 sighed Ursula enviously。 〃Yet it's only one of your accomplishments。〃
〃I'm not eating much nowadays；〃 said he gloomily。 〃I'm losing my appetite。〃 And he lit a long black cigar and swallowed half a large glass of the champagne。 〃Nothing tastes goodnot even champagne。〃
〃There IS something wrong with you；〃 said Ursula。 〃Did you ask me out for confidences； or for advice or for both？〃
〃None of them；〃 replied he。 〃Only for company。 I knew I'd not be able to sleep for hours； and I wanted to put off the time when I'd be alone。〃
〃I wish I had as much influence with you as you have with me；〃 said Ursula； by way of preparation for confidences。
〃Influence？ Don't I do whatever you say？〃
She laughed。 〃Nobody has influence over you；〃 she said。
〃Not even myself；〃 replied he morosely。
〃Wellthat talking…to you gave me has had its effect；〃 proceeded Mrs。 Fitzhugh。 〃It set me to thinking。 There are other things besides loveman and woman love。 I've decided toto behave myself and give poor Clayton a chance to rest。〃 She smiled； a little maliciously。 〃He's had a horrible fright。 But it's over now。 What a fine thing it is for a woman to have a sensible brother！〃
Norman grunted； took another liberal draught of the champagne。
〃If I had a mind like yours！〃 pursued Ursula。 〃Now； you simply couldn't make a fool of yourself。〃
He looked at her sharply。 He felt as if she had somehow got wind of his eccentric doings。
〃I've always resented your rather contemptuous attitude toward women；〃 she went on。 〃But you are rightreally you are。 We're none of us worth the excitement men make about us。〃
〃It isn't the woman who makes a fool of the man；〃 said Norman。 〃It's the man who makes a fool of himself。 A match can cause a terrific explosion if it's in the right placebut not if it isn't。〃
She nodded。 〃That's it。 We're simply matches and most of us of the poor sputtering kind that burns with a bad odor and goes out right away。 A very inferior quality of matches。〃
〃Yes；〃 repeated Norman； 〃it's the man who does the whole business。〃
A mocking smile curled her lips。 〃I knew you weren't in love with Josephine。〃
He stared gloomily at his cigar。
〃But you're going to marry her？〃
〃I'm in love with her；〃 he said angrily。 〃And I'm going to marry her。〃
She eyed him shrewdly。 〃Fredare you in love with some one else？〃
He did not answer immediately。 When he did it was with a 〃No〃 that seemed the more emphatic for the delay。
〃Oh； just one of your little affairs。〃 And she began to poke fun at him。 〃I thought you had dropped that sort of thing for good and all。 I hope Josie won't hear of it。 She'd not understand。 Women never dounless they don't care a rap about the man。 。 。 。 Is she on the stage？ I know you'll not tell me； but I like to ask。〃
Her brother looked at her rather wildly。 〃Let's go home；〃 he said。 He was astounded and alarmed by the discovery that his infatuation had whirled him to the lunacy of longing to confideand he feared lest； if he should stay on； he would blurt out his disgraceful secret。 〃Waiter； the bill。〃
〃Don't let's go yet；〃 urged his sister。 〃The most interesting people are beginning to come。 Besides； I want more champagne。〃
He yielded。 While she gazed round with the air of a visitor to a Zoo that is affected by fashionable people； and commented on the faces； figures； and clothes of the women； he stared at his plate and smoked and drank。 Finally she said； 〃I'd give anything to see you make a fool of yourself； just once。〃
He grinned。 〃Things are in the way to having your wish gratified；〃 he said。 〃It looks to me as if my time had come。〃
She tried to conceal her anxiety。 〃Are you serious？〃 she asked。 Then added： 〃Of course not。 You simply couldn't。 Especially nowwhen Josephine might hear。 I suppose you've noticed how Joe Culver is hanging round her？〃
He nodded。
〃There's no dangerunless〃
〃I shall marry Josephine。〃
〃Not if she hears。〃
〃She's not going to hear。〃
〃Don't be too sure。 Women love to boast。 It tickles their vanity to have a man。 Yes； they pretend to be madly in love simply to give themselves the excuse for tattling。〃
〃She'll not hear。〃
〃You can't be sure。〃
〃I want you to help me out。 I'm going to tell her I'm tremendously busy these few next daysor weeks。〃
〃Weeks！〃 Ursula Fitzhugh laughed。 〃My； it must be serious！〃
〃Weeks；〃 repeated her brother。 〃And I want you to say things that'll help outand to see a good deal of her。〃 He flung down his cigar。 〃You women don't understand how it is with a man。〃
〃Don't we though！ Why； it's a very ordinary occurrence for a woman to be really in love with several men at once。〃
His eyes gleamed jealously。 〃I don't believe it；〃 he cried。
〃Not Josephine；〃 she said reassuringly。 〃She's one of those single…hearted； untemperamental women。 They concentrate。 They have no imagination。〃
〃I wasn't thinking of Josephine；〃 said he sullenly。 〃To go back to what I was saying； I am in love with Josephine and with no one else。 I can't explain to you how or why I'm entangled。 But I'll get myself untangled all rightand very shortly。〃
〃I know that； Fred。 You aren't the permanent… damn…fool sort。〃
〃I should say not！〃 exclaimed he。 〃It's a hopeful sign that I know exactly how big a fool I am。〃
She shook her head in strong dissent。 〃On the con… trary；〃 said she； 〃it's a bad sign。 I didn't realize I was making a fool of myself until you pointed it out to me。 That stopped me。 If I had been doing it with my eyes open； your jacking me up would only have made me go ahead。〃
〃A woman's different。 It doesn't take much to stop a woman。 She's about half stopped when she begins。〃
Ursula was thoroughly alarmed。 〃Fred；〃 she said earnestly； 〃you're running