It was late afternoon when Prosper, obedient to a telephone call from

Betty, presented himself at the door of Morena's house, just east of

the Park, off Fifth Avenue; a very beautiful house where the wealthy

Jew had indulged his passion for exquisite things. Prosper entered its

rich dimness with a feeling of oppression--that unanalyzed mood of hot

and cold feeling intensified to an almost unbearable degree. In the

large carved and curtained drawing-room he waited for Betty. The

tea-things were prepared; there would be no further need of service

until Betty should ring. Everything was arranged for an uninterrupted

tête-à-tête. Prosper stood near an ebony table, his shoulder

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brushed by tall, red roses, and felt his nerves tighten and his pulses

hasten in their beat. "The tall child ... the tall child ..." he had

called her by that name so often and never without a swift and

stabbing memory of Joan, and of Joan's laughter which he had silenced.

He took out the letter he had lately received from Betty and re-read

it and, as he read, a deep line cut between his eyes. "You say you

will not come back unless I can give you more than I have ever given

you in the past. You say you intend to cut yourself free, that I have

failed you too often, that you are starved on hope. I'm not going to

ask much more patience of you. I failed you that first time because I

lost courage; the second time, fate failed us. How could I think that

Jasper would get well when the doctors told me that I mustn't allow

myself even a shadow of hope! Now, I think that Jasper, himself, is

preparing my release. This all sounds like something in a book. That's

because you've hurt me. I feel frozen up. I couldn't bear it if now,

just when the door is opening, you failed me. Prosper, you are my

lover for always, aren't you? I have to believe that to go on living.

You are the one thing in my wretched life that hasn't lost its value.

Now, read this carefully; I am going to be brutal. Jasper has been

unfaithful to me. I know it. I have sufficient evidence to prove it in

a law court and I shall not hesitate to get a divorce. Tear this up,

please. Now, of all times, we must be extraordinarily careful. There

has never been a whisper against us and there mustn't be. Jasper must

not suspect. A counter-suit would ruin my life. I must talk it over

with you. I'll see you once alone--just once--before I leave Jasper

and begin the suit. We must have patience for just this last bit. It

will seem very long...."




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