The Relentless CityBenson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
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The Relentless City
Benson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
British -- United States -- Fiction; New York (N.Y.) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Upper class -- Fiction
Sybil, too, during the ten days following Bilton's arrival, had
insensibly changed in her attitude towards him. Having definitely
decided that he should not be her lover, she speedily began to find in
him excellences as a friend which she had scarcely realized before.
As a lover, she had found him wanting; a certain coarseness of nature
in him prevented her from receiving him on that footing. But once
off that ground, this coarseness almost ceased to offend her; at any
rate, transferred on to the less intimate plane, it ranked a 'minus'
of the same calibre as one of his numerous 'pluses.' Among these, his
practical qualities greatly appealed to her--his quickness at grasping
the salient points of any question; his very firm hold on concrete
affairs, from the quickest and securest way of tying a bootlace to his
lucid exposition of American finance, as typified in that Napoleon,
Lewis Palmer, or his knowledge in his own business of what constituted
a play that would draw. On a hundred occasions every day she had some
exhibition of this brought to her notice; in whatever he did or said
he showed efficiency. That quality, as she had settled, was not one to
be loved, but socially she delighted in it. Moreover, the force she
had feared seemed to be in abeyance. He made no demands on her nervous
energies that she recognised as demands.
Now, love, though proverbially blind, is often very prone to see
something which has no existence whatever, and before long Charlie
began to conjure up a very complete phantom, which would have done
credit to a much finer imagination than he really possessed, had not he
viewed the situation through the eyes of a lover, to whose vision all
is intensified. He saw, what was true, that Sybil listened with very
genuine interest to what Bilton had to say; he saw her an eager pupil
of that excellent skater; he saw, if some expedition was projected,
that she left all the arrangements of sleighs and food in his hands.
To the unbiassed observer nothing could have been more natural, for
he talked well on subjects that interested her, he gave her valuable
aid towards accomplishing the elusive outside back edge, and his
arrangements in expeditions were admirable; for sleighs were punctual,
and nothing was forgotten out of the luncheon-basket. But Charlie was
not unbiassed, and the conclusions that slowly and silently formed
themselves in his mind were both untrue in the abstract and in the
concrete unjust to her. He was still sufficiently young to have an
attack of childishness, and he was quite sufficiently in love with her
to be a prey to jealousy.
The second week of Bilton's stay had passed, and still he dropped no
hint about his imminent return, and on this particular morning, after a
rather worried week, rendered not more easy because he kept his worries
strictly to himself, Charlie had just returned rather gloomily from a
visit to his doctor.
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