People Like That

ight. She put her to bed, after she had recovered from her fainting spell, on a cot in the room

or, Mrs. Mundy had said no, and said it so positively that he offered to do nothing else. And t

k to it he held out his hands, took mine in

ow what you're doing, living where such things are possib

ement I looked at him. Horro

tle creature who has been hurt and needs help?" I drew

ses of life. If I could only marry you tomorrow and

own here and-and stop being as ignorant as a child of things women should know. Behind the shelter of ignorance most women ha

to leave angrily. Something had made me afraid and uncertain and uneasy. I could not define, could only feel it, and if Selwyn should fail me- Shivering, I stood in the doorway, and as I started to go in I noticed a young fellow across the street under a tree, who seemed to be watching the hous

d air I could hear distinctly. "Why are you dow

ands in his pockets, he started toward the corner lighted by the flickering gas-jet, then turned and walked to the one on which there was no light. Had I known him, I

ant to talk about. When, in my sitting-room this morning, I asked her the girl's name she said she did not know it, did not know where she lived, or what had ha

't tell you anything if they can help it-girls like that-and I didn't try to make her tell. I gave her something to quiet her and stayed with her until sh

this neighborhood? Her people

h she is familiar. My ignorance, indeed, she thinks it her duty to conserve, and already we have had some differences of opinion as to what I should know and not know of the l

room in somebody's house. Many are from the country or from small towns. Over sixteen thousand work in the factories alone. You

e and hands on her hips, listened. "There's the iceman at the kitc

Up to the time of Aunt Matilda's marriage to Mr. Chesmond she made my clothes, and for years, in all times of domestic complications has been our dependence. When I decided to live for a while in the house once owned by my gran

with no appeal to others save a certain few; and only those who have been steadied by her strong hands, and heartened by her buoyant spirit, and fed from her scant store, have knowledge or understa

but a few understand what she understands-so understand that the sending of a check would not sufficiently r

ess of penetration, in swiftness of conclusion, and in acceptance of the fact that most people are queer she is amazingly mature. Her readiness to go with me anywhere I wish to go is u

ties and wear gorgeous clothes and eat mushrooms and terrapin-which she considered inexplicable taste-she will ask me countless questions; but outside of the house she becomes the teacher and I the taught. Just what I am learning she hardly understands. Much that is new t