What Will People Say?

would be a hideous world without its luxuries. It was well, he concluded, that men should dig for gold, dive for pearls, climb for aigrets, pene

t costly and becoming weeds-they were all more important to the world than any other of man's institutions, beca

individual traits of this woman or that, swaggering afoot or reclining in her car, smote him. Every one of them was a Lo

his senses rendered him to a glow of wholesale enthusiasm. He rejoiced

ishly adorned-had eyes like grappling-hooks. Their glances were invitations so pressingly urged that they inspired opposition

wanted to find some attractive, some decently difficult woman to make frie

ell-made and well-bred, it is improbable that he

orbes fell in love at first sight a hundred and fifty times on the Avenue. Had he met any one of that cohort again under favoring auspices he

he did, he could not remember them and he did not heed them, for he wa

mpressed him as a woman of extreme fragility, yet she was to test his str

hardy, maladroit. She would wear him out in the pursuit of happiness and disgust him with his profession, with himself and her. Under her tutelage he would run through scenes of splendor and scale the heights of excitement.

thout overtaking her. And she, not knowing she was pursued, unconsciously tease

r come nearer together than in that shadowy, that foreshado

eet and endure the furnace of emotions a

meet, and their souls engaged in that grapp

what justified them, not seeing that their most flippant moments were their most important a

ther chance in a better world. The longing is so fierce that it sometimes becomes belief. But while we wait for

e future, and unaware of nearly everyth

done too much art-gallery. Fifth Avenue had been an a

himself as rich as Haroun al Raschid, instead of a poor subaltern in a hard-worked little army, with only his pay and a

ay and pretended that he was a millionaire. He rose from the steaming pool and turned an icy showe

nobody among those roaring millions. He cursed his luck and flung into his bathrobe. As he knotted the rope he felt

his ten-cent bus pursued her in her five-thousand-dollar landaulet. All he had of her was the back of

brought awa