Actresses -- Fiction; Americans -- England -- Fiction; Love stories; Mate selection -- Fiction
There are certain natures to whom each appearance of evil, each form of
delinquency is a fresh surprise. They are born simple, in the sweet
sense of the word, and they go down to old age never of the world,
although in a sense worldly. If Dan Blair’s eyes were somewhat opened at
twenty-two, he had yet the bloom on his soul. He was no fool, but his
ideals stood up each on its pedestal and ready to appear one by one to
him as the scenes of his life shifted and the different curtains rose.
He had been trained in finance from his boyhood and he was a born
financier. Money was his natural element; he could go far in it. But
_woman_! He was one of those manly creatures—a knight—to whom each woman
is a sacred thing: a dove, a crystal-clear soul, made to cherish and to
protect, made to be spoiled. And in Dan were all the qualities that go
to make up the unselfish, tender, foolish, and often unhappy American
husband. These were some of the other things he had inherited from his
father. Blair, senior, had married his first love, and whereas his boy
had been trained to know money and its value, how to keep it and spend
it, to save it and to make it, he had been taught nothing at all about
woman. He had never been taught to distrust women, never been warned
against them; he had been taught nothing but his father’s memory of his
mother, and the result was that he worshiped the sex and wondered at the
mystery.
With Gordon Galorey and the others he had ridden, shot better than they,
and had played, but with Lady Galorey and the Duchess of Breakwater he
was nothing but a child. As far as his hostess was concerned, on several
occasions she had put to him certain states of affairs, well,
touchingly. Dan had been moved by the stories of sore need among the
tenants, had been impressed by the necessity of reforms and rebuildings
and on each occasion had given his hostess a check. She had asked him to
say nothing about it to Gordon, and he had kept his silence. Dan liked
Lady Galorey extremely: she was jolly, witty and friendly. She treated
him as a member of the family and made no demands on him, save the ones
mentioned.
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