"Slow up," he says to the chauffeur. The world gradually changes from a mere blur of parallel lines to visible groupings of matter. Trees, houses, the road, the sky reappear as through a curtain torn before them. The chauffeur wipes his brow. "Ah, Monsieur!" he says. And Dolly, very pale, says with an impatience that seems weary, as though it were repeating itself for the thousandth time "Oh, Goosie, why, why, why will you scare me so?" Charles-Norton is penitent, but a bit morose. "Gee," he says; "that wasn't fast. That wasn't fast." His eyes go off, very far; a vague, vague yearning, covered over with layer and layer of resignation, palpitates faintly at the pit of his being. "You don't know what speeding is," he murmurs; "you don't know----" The machine, at smooth half-speed, is returning toward the city. "I won't go with you again," says Dolly. But she always does. She doesn't like to ride fast, and he does, but she never lets him ride alone. 'Cause she loves him! He will have to be more careful now, however. The other evening, as they sat in the cozy reading-room (lined with editions de luxe) after the performance, she got upon his knee and, hiding his eyes with her hands so he could not look at her, whispered something in his ear. Charles-Norton sat silent a long moment after that. Then he said, as though speaking to himself: "I wonder if _he_ will--if _he_ will also--if _he_ will----" "I wonder; I wonder!" said Dolly, ecstatically, her eyes wide upon a splendid vision. "We could keep them down," said Charles-Norton, consideringly, "by beginning early. By beginning early, with bandages, we could keep them down----" To his great amazement, Dolly dissented. "Oh, no, no, no, no!" she cried. "Oh, he would look so cute with them--just like a little angel! Just like a little angel, Goosie!" And Charles-Norton is still wondering about this differentiation in Dolly's wise little head, wondering why _he_ can, while Goosie--can't. THE END Transcriber's notes The following were identified as spelling or typographic errors and have been emended as noted. page 3 - corrected calisthenics The mirror before which he had been performing his morning calesthenics faced him uncompromisingly; page 27 - corrected you're "Well," he said finally, "maybe your right. page 41 - corrected telephone at the sound of the telphone bell. page 42 - corrected harassing which had suddenly solved for her the harrassing problem of the spring hat page 82 - corrected resonant As it slid slowly out beneath the resonnant cupola, page 105 - corrected susurrant From their feet the meadow spreads, fresh and lush, sussurant with the hidden flow of a brook, page 130 - corrected gliding and upon the stage, giding in from the West like a Cinderella coach drawn by six white mice, page 135 - added opening quotation mark And so I fought it, John, I fought your love.