Ethics -- Fiction; Religion and sociology -- Fiction; Upper class families -- Fiction
That winter many other entertainments were given in our honour. But the
conviction grew upon me that Maude had no real liking for the social
side of life, that she acquiesced in it only on my account. Thus, at the
very outset of our married career, an irritant developed: signs of it,
indeed, were apparent from the first, when we were preparing the house
we had rented for occupancy. Hurrying away from my office at odd
times to furniture and department stores to help decide such momentous
questions as curtains, carpets, chairs and tables I would often spy the
tall, uncompromising figure of Susan Peters standing beside Maude's,
while an obliging clerk spread out, anxiously, rugs or wall-papers for
their inspection.
“Why don't you get Nancy to help you, too!” I ventured to ask her once.
“Ours is such a little house--compared to Nancy's, Hugh.”
My attitude towards Susan had hitherto remained undefined. She was Tom's
wife and Tom's affair. In spite of her marked disapproval of the modern
trend in business and social life,--a prejudice she had communicated to
Tom, as a bachelor I had not disliked her; and it was certain that these
views had not mitigated Tom's loyalty and affection for me. Susan had
been my friend, as had her brother Perry, and Lucia, Perry's wife:
they made no secret of the fact that they deplored in me what they were
pleased to call plutocratic obsessions, nor had their disapproval always
been confined to badinage. Nancy, too, they looked upon as a renegade.
I was able to bear their reproaches with the superior good nature that
springs from success, to point out why the American tradition to which
they so fatuously clung was a things of the past. The habit of taking
dinner with them at least once a week had continued, and their arguments
rather amused me. If they chose to dwell in a backwater out of touch
with the current of great affairs, this was a matter to be deplored,
but I did not feel strongly enough to resent it. So long as I remained
a bachelor the relationship had not troubled me, but now that I was
married I began to consider with some alarm its power to affect my
welfare.
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