Athalie

e Greensleeve had been to more than one play, had di

ortant still of whom she had never heard, people important only to themselves of whom nobody had ever heard thronged the great rococo rooms. The best hotel orchestra in America played there; the loveliest flowers, the most magnificent jewels, the most celebrated cuisine in the entire Republic-all were there for Athalie Greensleeve to wonder at and to e

y necessary if she were to continue her maiden's progress with this enchanting young man. Clothing of a very different species than any she had ev

heads turned and many eyes followed her calm and graceful progress in theatre aisle, amid thronged tables, o

hat he was being envied; very proud of the beautiful young girl with whom he was

er appearance, kind to her beyond reason and even beyond propriety perhaps,-invariably courteous and considerate,

ce or twice who the girl was of whom "people" were talking; and when his son sa

ensleeve ... had supped togethe

a sort of sad humour. "Is it necessary fo

ike

opportunity; is that it, my son? The fascina

eated Clive, Jr.,

emarked before

d in the red hood and cloak down at Greens

at the

es

t is

ograp

rugged his shou

the use,

ular use. I'm not in love wi

other does that for me.... Don'

mon ideas, common associations corrupt good manners, and that "nice" girls would continue to view with disdain and might ultimately ostr

per! Why, Clive! where is your sense of fitne

t of thin

ou are

am I d

conspicuous young

drawing-room you'd merely thin

please awake from

oke it would merely confirm the impressi

e uneducated but she certainly canno

ultivatin

seworthy and commendable for a working girl to tr

lf for a better social environment, it seems to me her labour

ocialistic? I merely know it is u

ed, walked C. Bailey, Jr., very co

t is. It seems reaso

ke yourself sentimentalise o

her; nor is she with me. It's an agreea

ething more," retort

ult, not Athalie

t with her? Why? You know

le one another to th

well-bred, clever, cultivated girls of your own cir

t is more amusing, more companionable, more interesting. A business girl seems to wear better. She's better

you have is merely for a pretty face and figure. I know you. If I don't, who does! You're rather a fastidious young man, even finicky, and very, very much accustomed to the best and only the best. Don

ow

likely to do at

love wi

ned. What is the need of my saying this? You are grown; you know it already. Up to the present time you've kept fastidiously clear of such entanglements. You say you have, and yo

haps I like quite as well. Let me alone. There's no sentiment between her and me so far. There won't be any-unless you and other people begin to drive us to

eated Clive, Jr.,

to?" demanded his

any of the girls you approve of are concerned-not to sentiment, not to love, merely to more good tim

t alter it, Clive. The girl's reputation will always suff

ha

ly like and

w myself generou

ng away f

people

l think the girl is your mistress if you co

u think s

son. And you're truthful.

wou

tain

ten," he sa

thout arousing suspicion everywhere-from a village sewing-circ

ver though

not, it's so. It's one of the folk-ways of the human specie

ble coat from the maid who brought it and slipped it over

clear smooth olive skin still youthful enough to be attractive, at the red lips, mostl

It seems strange you should not be more

without imagination no intelligence is complete. She said: "I can be generous with any woman except where my son concerns himself with her. Where anybody else's son is involved I could be generous to any girl, even-"