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Dreiser, Theodore
American fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, American
Wallace, as she now familiarly called him, had confessed to her that
this new, if secret, love meant everything to him. His wife did not
interest him. He had married her at a time when he did not know what he
was doing, and before he had come to be what he was. But this new love
had resolved all their woes into loveliness—complete happiness. They
had resolved to cling only to each other for life. There was no sin in
what they had done because they loved. Of course, Wallace had sought to
induce Mrs. Steele to divorce him, but she would not; otherwise they
would have been married before this. But as Mrs. Steele would not give
him up, both had been compelled to make the best of it. But to poison
her—that was wild! A love so beautiful and true as theirs did not need
a marriage ceremony to sanctify it. So she raved. My own impression
at the time was that she was a romantic and sentimental woman who was
really very greatly in love.
Now as to Steele. Having listened to this blazoning of her passion
by herself, the interviewers naturally hurried to Steele to see what
he would have to say. In contrast to her and her grand declaration,
they found a man, as every one agreed, who was shaken to the very
marrow of his bones by these untoward events. He was, it appeared, a
fit inhabitant of the environment that nourished him. He was in love,
perhaps, with this woman, but still, as any one could see, he was not
so much in love that, if this present matter were going to cost him
his place in this commonplace, conventional world, he would not be
able to surrender to it. He was horrified by the revelation of his
own treachery. Up to this hour, no doubt, he had been slipping about,
hoping not to be caught, and most certainly not wishing to be cast out
for sin. Regardless of the woman, he did not wish to be cast out now.
On the contrary, as it soon appeared, he had been doing his best in the
past to pacify his wife and hold her to silence while he slaked his
thirst for romance in this other way. He did not want his wife, but he
did not want trouble, either. And now that his sin was out he shivered.
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