American fiction -- 20th century; Divorce -- Fiction; Married people -- Fiction; Rich people -- Fiction
It was the rector's turn to stir uneasily. His soul was rampant over
the horrors of the divorce evil, but his humanity was momentarily
touched by the rigor of this particular case. He, too, had had time to
think, and his opinion was already formed. It had indeed arisen
spontaneously from the depths of his inner consciousness as the only
possible answer. Yet as a wrestler with modern social problems he was
disturbed to perceive that this sacrifice on this petitioner's part
would have the surface effect of a hardship which, however salutary as
a tenet of Christian doctrine, was not altogether satisfactory from the
practical standpoint. Consequently his reply was a trifle militant.
Have you as a woman considered whether remarriage while your husband is
alive would be consistent with the highest feminine purity? It was a
specious attack, but for a moment Constance did not comprehend. Then
when it came over her that he was imposing chastity upon her, and
expressing surprise at her restlessness, she lowered her eyes
instinctively. That phase of the case had occurred to her many times
already. Was it an impurity that she, with a husband living, should
love another man? Was the implied reproach sound? Her feminine
self-respect was dearer to her than life. Yet she had not discussed
the point with Mrs. Wilson, as exploration with the plummet of
conscience of the recesses of her womanly self had left her without a
qualm. She had even faced the repugnant possibility that, as the wife
of Gordon, she might hereafter be brought in contact with Emil, and
decided that it could not become a controlling bugbear. Yet now when
she raised her eyes again she looked first at her mentor. That lady
had hers turned toward the ceiling in rapt meditation, but becoming
conscious of Constance's glance, she lowered them to meet it, and
Constance gathered from their troubled appeal that she agreed with the
clergyman that remarriage for her would be incompatible with the
highest personal delicacy and a breach of the law of beauty. This was
almost a shock, and increased her trouble. Her reason was still
unconvinced that the objection was other than an affectation, but the
joint disapproval was a challenge to her confidence. Still she
answered with the courage of her convictions:
"I should like to marry because I am in love. If my husband were dead,
it would not seem inappropriate that I should wed another."
[Illustration: "I should like to marry because I am in love."]
"You are well provided for; you have employment and are earning a
decent livelihood. You have friends who will see that your children do
not lack opportunities for advancement. Is not that enough?" He
paused and quoted rhetorically: "Wherefore they are no more twain, but
one flesh."
Constance broke the silence by completing the passage with reverence,
"What therefore God hath joined together let not man put asunder."
"Precisely," murmured the rector.
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