The Road to UnderstandingPorter, Eleanor H. (Eleanor Hodgman)
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The Road to Understanding
Porter, Eleanor H. (Eleanor Hodgman)
Marriage -- Fiction; Married people -- Fiction
She could find nothing. Her work had been well done. She knew that.
There was absolutely no excuse for this sudden taciturn aloofness on his
part. After all, it was probably nothing more than what might be
expected of him--a going back to his usual self. Without doubt the
strange thing was, not that he was stern and silent and morose now, but
that, for a brief golden period, he had come out of his shell and acted
like a human being. Doubtless it was under the sway of his interest in
his curios, and his first delight at seeing them being brought into
something like order, that he had, for a moment, as it were, stirred
into something really human. And his going back to his original sour
unpleasantness now was merely a reversion to first principles.
That it should be so vexed Betty not a little.
And when they were having such a good time! Surely, for a man that
_could_ be so altogether charming and delightful to be habitually so
extremely undesirable and disagreeable was most exasperating. And he had
been such good company! How kind he had been, too, when she had told him
so much of her own life and home! How interested he had shown himself to
be in every little detail, just as if he really cared. And now--
With a tense biting of her lip Betty reproached herself bitterly for
being so free to tell of her own small affairs. She ought to have known
that any interest a man like that could show was bound to be superficial
and insincere. What a pity she should lose, for once, her reserve! Well,
at least she had learned her lesson. Never again would she be guilty of
making a confidant of Mr. Burke Denby, no matter how suave and
human-like he might elect to become for some other brief week in the
future!
To her mother Betty said very little of all this. True, at the first, in
her surprise at the remarkable change in her employer's attitude, she
had told her mother of his reversion to gloom and sternness; but it had
seemed to worry and disturb her mother so much that Betty had stopped at
once. And always since then she had avoided speaking of his continued
disagreeableness, and skillfully evaded answering pertinent questions.
She told herself that she realized, of course, it was because her mother
was so fearful that something would happen that this fine position, with
the generous pay, should be lost. Dear mother--who thought she was
hiding so shrewdly the fact of how poor they were!
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