There was nothing in me then--there is nothing now--which advised me of
being inappropriately the object of such an address, or my replying to
it as gallantly as the junior clerk of the Coöperative. To do Forester
justice, he came out squarely on the question of my being entitled to
the money if he was, but he contrived backhandedly to convey his sense
of my obtuseness in not deferring sentimentally to a male ascendancy
that I did not intrinsically feel; and I can go back now to these
disquieting episodes as the beginning of that maladjustment of my
earlier years, in not having a man about toward whom I could actually
experience the deference I was expected to exhibit.
Well, I had my check for the same amount and on the same occasion as my
brother's, but the feeling in the air of its being merely a concession
to my forwardness, prevented me from making any return for it that
interfered with Forester's carrying off the situation of coming into his
father's legacy on coming of age, quite to my mother's satisfaction.
What it might have made for graciousness for once in my life to have
been the centre of that dramatic affectionateness, I can only guess.
Firm in the determination that since no sentiment went to its bestowal
none should go to its acknowledgment, I carried my check upstairs and
shook all of the rugs out of the window to account for my eyes being red
at ten o'clock in the morning. And that was the way the Powers took to
provide against the complete submergence of the actress in the young
lady, for though it turned out that I did spend the greater part of the
money on my wedding clothes, a portion of it went for the only technical
training I ever had.
The real business of a young lady in Taylorville was getting married,
but to avoid an obviousness in the interim, she played the piano or
painted on satin or became interested in missions. If my money had
fallen in eight months earlier I should undoubtedly have spent it on the
third year at Montecito; as it was I decided to study elocution. It
appeared a wholly fortuitous choice. I was not supposed to have any
talent for it, but I burned to spend some of my money sensibly, and it
was admittedly sensible for a young lady to take lessons in something.
Effie was having music, Flora Haines painted plaques; when Olivia joined
Professor Winter's elocution classes at Temperance Hall mother said it
looked like throwing money away, but of course I could teach in case
anything happened, which meant in case of my not being married or being
left a widow with young children.
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