Families -- Fiction; Finance, Personal -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction
More than that, Bert was at a sensible age for matrimony, twenty-five,
and Nancy, like all southern girls, had ripened early, and at
twenty-two had several years of dancing and flirting behind her. There
was nothing impulsive about the affair. The two had trotted about their
adopted city for perhaps two years before Bert brought Nancy the
enormous diamond that his mother had given him years ago for just this
wonderful time. Circumstances had helped them to know each other well.
Nancy knew the sort of play that made Bert stutter with enthusiasm as
they walked home, and Bert knew that Nancy made adorable little faces
when she tried on hats, and that her salary was fifteen dollars a week.
At this time, and for some years later, Bert was only one of several
renting agents employed by the firm of Pearsall and Pearsall, City Real
Estate. He moved his office from one new office-building downtown to
another, sometimes warmed by clanking new radiators, sometimes carrying
a gasoline stove with him into the region of new plaster and paint. His
name was not important enough to be included in the list of tenants in
the vestibule, he was merely "Renting Office, Tenth Floor." And Nancy
knew that when he had been a few months longer with Pearsall and
Pearsall, they would pay him exactly thirteen hundred dollars a year.
That was the objection, money. Mother and Uncle Tom thought that that
was not enough; Nancy and Bert worked it all out on paper, and thought
it more than sufficient. They always had a splendid balance, on paper.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Terhune went on refusing Nancy's board now and then,
and slipping bank-notes into Nancy's purse now and then, and Bert
continued to board with the southern gentlewomen to whom he had paid
ten dollars a week for three years. He felt like a son in the Venables'
house, by this time.
It was at the Venables' boarding-house, indeed, that he first had met
the dark-eyed and vivacious Nancy, who was intimate with the faded
daughters of the family, Miss Augusta and Miss Sally Anne. When Nancy's
Uncle Thomas came to the city for one of his infrequent visits, she
always placed him in Mrs. Venable's care.
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