The easiest way : $b a story of metropolitan lifeHornblow, Arthur
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The easiest way : $b a story of metropolitan life
Hornblow, Arthur
Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Mistresses -- Fiction; Women -- Conduct of life -- Fiction
It was Laura Murdock, but what a startling change a few months had
wrought! Who could have recognized in this pale, attenuated-looking
young person, whose old-fashioned clothes, and out-of-style hat,
suggested poverty's grim clutch, the famous beauty, whose jewelry and
gowns used to be the envy of every woman in New York? Where the pace is
so swift, those who do not keep up with the procession soon drop far
behind. The girl had had a hard time of it since she bade John Madison
good-bye in Colorado. He had resigned his newspaper position and had
gone with a companion to search for gold. He travelled East with her as
far as Chicago, where they said farewell.
"You'll be true, little one," he cried, as he clasped her in his strong
arms.
"Until death, John!" she said through her tears.
They promised to write at least once a week and tell each other
everything. The time would soon pass, and when he came back they would
get married. And so they parted, he to Nevada; she back to New York,
once more to take up her work--not her old life.
Faithful to her solemn promise, she gave up her fine apartment, and
took less expensive rooms. She dressed more modestly, eschewed
taxicabs, after-theatre suppers, and other unnecessary luxuries and
shunned her old associates. Little champagne suppers, and the small
hours, knew her no more. She was sincere in her determination to break
off with that kind of life forever. Henceforth she would live within
such income as she could legitimately earn on the stage.
But she soon found that it was more difficult than she supposed.
Managers' offices did not seem so easy of access as before. The success
of her stock engagement at Denver had not impressed the New York
managers so favorably as she expected it would. When she called and
stated she was at liberty, they were evasive and non-committal; the
next time she called they were out. It was the same everywhere. No one
seemed to want her at any price. She did not realize that at no time
had the stage been clamoring for her services. She saw only that there
was a conspiracy of silence and indifference around her now.
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