This, indeed, Charles had had no reason to doubt. He, of course, had
never shared the low opinion of a woman, that she had but one virtue,
and that one too crudely appraised. His complaint against this girl had
been upon a wholly different ground--now abruptly fallen beneath his
feet. He was troubled with the sense that this young figure, in
vanishing, had suddenly touched the dignity of tragedy. He had
remembered, with a little shock, that Miss Trevenna was not yet
twenty-five years of age.
And still, he, the authority, knew that having a high ideal was not
enough.
As the two moderns left the hotel, he said in a grave manner: "Let me
take you home."
"No, don't think of it! I'm only going to the car-line," said Mary; and
added absently: "I've been trying all week to go to see Angela, and now
I must."
"Ah, yes!--certainly!" said the luncheon host hastily, and a look that
could only be described as guilty flitted visibly over his face.
But this disappeared; the somewhat chastened authoritative look returned
at once. Pursuing his tutorial round, Charles seemed able to think of
nothing else but Mary's ill-starred friend, who had so damaged Mary, who
had so staked and smashed her own life, on a sentence in a book.
And who put that sentence into a book, and who was going to wipe it out
with another, if not he, Charles? Here, it might be, he had a pointer or
two to give to that great compeer of his, the lady in Sweden.
He had done Miss Trevenna a serious wrong, of course; he had judged her
by the company she kept. It was an age when cheeky "prophets" were
shouting from every bush a New philosophy which amounted to this: that
civilized society must be made accommodating to self-indulgent people.
They did not mention, very probably they did not know, that it had not
been easy to civilize society, and that self-indulgent people had not
done the job. With such shallow egoists he had classed Miss Trevenna;
and now, silent still, she had finely refuted him. There was, indeed, a
quality not for little folk in this girl's fierce imprudences. At the
test, she had repudiated the Ego, kicked off all the meanness and
flabbiness of her teachings. But in the meantime, unfortunately, these
teachings had done for her.
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