"Never mind what you think about it, young man! It's what _I_ think
about it that counts. Grace belongs here, anyhow. She will have a
wider life with me. It's time she had some things which she has never
known. It may be necessary for us to travel, to see something of this
country and Europe. Besides, this child needs care. All these things
cost more money than you can afford, young man. Don't try to balk me
in what I suggest. It is obviously the right thing to do."
"But how long--"
"Indefinitely!"
"And you want me to break up my home 'indefinitely'? Well, I must
confess I don't in the least see it that way, Mr. Rawn."
"You're selfish, and that's why you can't see it, Charles. Above all
things you ought to avoid the vice of selfishness. You are not parting
from your wife, but only helping her to a better grade of living.
Meantime, of course, your duty to her and to the company is to make a
success of your work. Think of your business, my son. There is no
good comes of selfishness. Try to be just. And for God's sake, also,
try to get one of those machines done!"
Halsey only sat and looked at him darkly for a time, making no reply.
"It seems to me that I can never get you to understand, Charles,"
resumed Rawn, "that things are not the way they used to be before we
came here to Chicago. I'm a bigger man now than I was then. I've
grown these last two or three years, my boy. I should not be surprised
if eventually I were obliged to make my residence in New York, if
indeed not abroad. We are rising in the world, rising very fast,
Charles. Do you want to go up with the Rawns, or stay down with the
Halseys of this world? Besides, in this case you ought to respect the
wishes of your own wife. You want to remember, my dear boy, that my
daughter, Grace, is half Rawn as well as half Johnson. The only
trouble with her is, the Rawn half has not yet had its innings."
VI
Halsey turned and stared at his wife. He found her sitting with her
dark eyes fixed, now on her father, now wandering hither and yon over
the rich surroundings in her father's home. To his intense surprise,
she had as yet issued no veto to this calm proposal to which they all
had listened. In his surprise he forgot comment of his own. What
caused him greatest surprise of all was his secret feeling that he was
not so reluctant to this arrangement as he ought to be! He pondered
Grace, her sour visage, her morose air. He recalled countless angry,
irritated, irritating words. He looked, and saw no longer any feminine
charm. It took all his resolution not to question why he had ever made
this choice. Almost he began a certain comparison.
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