Chains : $b lesser novels and storiesDreiser, Theodore
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Dreiser, Theodore
American fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, American
Whenever he met me alone after this, however, he would confide the
growing nature of his doubts and perplexities. Bessie was no more the
girl she had been when he first met her than he was like the boy he
had been at ten years of age. A great, a very great change was coming
over her. She was becoming more aggressive and argumentative and
self-centred all the time, more this, more that. She was reading a
great deal, much too much for the kind of life she was called upon to
lead. Of late they had been having long and unnecessary arguments that
were of no consequence however they were settled, and yet if they were
not settled to suite her she was angry or irritable. She was neglecting
her home and running about all the time with her new-found friends. She
did not like the same plays he did. He wanted a play that was light and
amusing, whereas she wanted one with some serious moral or intellectual
twist to it. She read only serious books now and was attending a course
of lectures, whereas he, as he now confessed, was more or less bored by
serious books. What was the good of them? They only stirred up thoughts
and emotions which were better left unstirred. And she liked music, or
was pretending she did, grand opera, recitals and that sort of thing,
whereas he was not much interested in music. Grand opera bored him, and
he was free to admit it, but if he would not accompany her she would
go with one or both of those two wretched women he was beginning to
detest. Their husbands had a little money and gave them a free rein
in the matter of their social and artistic aspirations. They had no
household duties to speak of and could come and go as they chose, and
Wray now insisted that it was they who were aiding and abetting Bessie
in these various interests and enthusiasms and stirring her up to go
and do and be. What was he to do? No good could come if things went on
as they were going. They were having frequent quarrels, and more than
once lately she had threatened to leave him and do for herself here
in New York, as he well knew she could. He was doing very well now and
they could be happy together if only these others could be done away
with.
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