The Outcry

companion’s enthusiasm. “That may be true of Mr. Bender — for it’

tion, “I dare say a terror will help me.” He had other business to w

she replied, “if you c

to do,” he pleaded, “and

y Square then you’ve time. But I confess I don’t quite grasp t

ter decision. “Then it needn’t trouble you,

ight?”— she wouldn’t be a bore to hi

,” he asked, “when, having go

rray,” she sighed, “to fly

, flies in mine! I give it a whack with my umbrella and send it about its business.” To which he

reat affection — and all that these years have been for

very charming matter. But ‘proud’ is it you find me of the daughter who

g the point of this. “Your surrenders to Kitty are your own

a funk before my child. Doesn’t she want to see me, with any contrition, after the trick she has played me?” And then as his c

I know; but you must recall the sequel to that bad hour

cent. “What I recall is that even if I had condoned — that evening — her deception of

ory. “It was your very complaint that your ow

a quarrel with me on such a trumped-up ground! — as that devil of a fellow in the newspa

reply with weight; but what she in fact brought out was only:

or the wonderful friends she picks up: the picture-man introduced by her (what was his name?) who regularly ‘cheeked’ me, as I s

s her life under this roof very much as under yours; and she’s not of an age, remember, for me to pretend either to watch her movements or to control her contacts.” Leaving him howev

ng such, it scarce moved him to ecstasy. “That you’re here, than

uch more complicated, certainly, I at least always defer, I at least always — well, what can I say but worship?” And

his preoccupations, from a tender passage; but he let her take h

sed the hand to her pressed lips, dropped it and with a

asked before she

r, y

d was looking about for a match. But something e

ensity; and with that she p