In spite of every effort to remain blind to the truth, I began to fear
that she was inclined to give me a regard which I had not sought, and
which would embarrass me beyond measure.
That a man can exult over a passion in a woman which he cannot requite
is marvellous. That he can look curiously, critically, and complacently
on this most sacred mystery of a woman's soul, that he can care no more
for her delicate incense than would a grim idol, is proof that his
heart is akin to the stony idol in material, and his nature like that
of the gross, cruel divinity represented. The vanity that can feed on
such food has a more depraved appetite than the South Sea Islander, who
is content with human flesh merely. It would seem that there are those
who can smile to see a woman waste the richest treasures of her
spiritual life which were designed to last and sustain through the long
journey of life--ay, and even boast of her immeasurable loss, of which
they, wittingly or unwittingly, have been the cause.
The oddest part of it all is that women can love such men instead of
regarding them as spider-like monsters that, were the doctrine of
transmigration true, would become spiders again as soon as compelled to
drop their human disguise.
But women usually idealize the men they love into something very
different from what they are. Heaven knows that I was not a saint; but
I am glad that it caused me pain, and pain only, as I saw Adah shyly
and almost unconsciously bending on me glances laden with a priceless
gift, which, nevertheless, I could not receive.
Her nature was too simple and direct for disguises, and when she
attempted them they were often so apparent as to be comically pathetic.
And yet she did attempt them. There was nothing bold and unmaidenly in
her manner, and as I look back upon those days I thank God that I was
never so graceless and brutal as to show or feel anything like contempt
for her gentle, childlike preference. Very possibly also my own
unfortunate experience made me more considerate, and it was my policy
to treat her with the same frank, undisguised affection that I
manifested toward Zillah, with, of course, the differences required by
their different ages.
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