Beyond The Rocks

irers still on either side of her. All the chairs were arranged informally, and hers was agai

he had thought she saw the automobile whizzing by. She recognized Mrs. Ellerwood

t Mr. Hoggenwater rose to put down her coffee-cup, and i

wanted to say go

denly a gladness spread through her spirit; the moon looked more softly bright, and her sweet

ale! Oh, you

ir and sat do

lionaire?" he whispered. "I feel as if I wante

the spring-time! Theodora spent the n

of enjoyment herself; she had quite-almost quite-decided to listen to the addresses of

to be obstacled; thus she expressed it to herself. That last success with Princess Waldersheim had turned his empty head. So she cal

and understood life. So Theodora an

face, rather behind her still, which entailed a slightly leaning ov

new how to talk to a woman so that she alone could feel the strength of h

oment after his first speech. I

nued, with only a little pause. "You look immensely bea

rst gentle essay at fencing. She would try to

ed it?" with

things much. Josiah has always been too ill to go out, and whe

umber of things to her. They were passionate, and resentful, and jealo

ese things before to other women, when he had n

r recommence their compliments, because I am n

eodora, and then felt a littl

e fairly close to her ear. "These people jar upon me. I would like to be sitting in the garden at Amalfi, or in a gondola in Venice, and I w

s keep that good thought of me. We shall soon go our different ways. Josia

y to meet-I will a

ful-and this quality, when mixed with a sudden bending to their desires, was peculiarly attrac

s world almost had been flung at his head. Women of all classes with one consent had done their best to turn him into a coxcomb and a beast. But he continued to be a man for all that, and went his own way; only as no one can remain stationary, the crust of selfishness and cynicism was

ntinued from inclination; but to-night it was

as still strong upon him; it was not yet he would begin to a

her sensitive fancy into new worlds, to play upon her feelings-those feelings which he realized

at all, he also had never even imagined one which could be so quite divine as this-this shar

n her. He did not speak a word of love. There was no actual sentence which Theodora felt obliged to resent-an

udden thrill of fear. But she put it aside-it was not her nature to think herself the object of passion

ith Esclarmonde de Chartres or Marion de Beauvoison. And the

h other, "Mais qu'est-ce qu'il a!