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"
Well
,
not
until
then
,
anyhow
.
You
're
getting
to
be
the
sweetest
girl
.
"
She
did
not
resist
,
but
remained
gazing
half
nervously
,
half
dreamily
at
him
,
whereupon
he
smoothed
her
cheek
,
and
then
kissed
her
.
Her
father
's
returning
step
put
an
end
to
this
;
but
from
this
point
on
ascent
or
descent
to
a
perfect
understanding
was
easily
made
.
In
the
matter
of
Florence
Cochrane
,
the
daughter
of
Aymar
Cochrane
,
the
president
of
the
Chicago
West
Division
Company
--
a
second
affair
of
the
period
--
the
approach
was
only
slightly
different
,
the
result
the
same
.
This
girl
,
to
furnish
only
a
brief
impression
,
was
a
blonde
of
a
different
type
from
Cecily
--
delicate
,
picturesque
,
dreamy
.
She
was
mildly
intellectual
at
this
time
,
engaged
in
reading
Marlowe
and
Jonson
;
and
Cowperwood
,
busy
in
the
matter
of
the
West
Chicago
Street
Railway
,
and
conferring
with
her
father
,
was
conceived
by
her
as
a
great
personage
of
the
Elizabethan
order
.
In
a
tentative
way
she
was
in
revolt
against
an
apple-pie
order
of
existence
which
was
being
forced
upon
her
.
Cowperwood
recognized
the
mood
,
trifled
with
her
spiritedly
,
looked
into
her
eyes
,
and
found
the
response
he
wanted
.
Neither
old
Aymar
Cochrane
nor
his
impeccably
respectable
wife
ever
discovered
.
Subsequently
Aileen
,
reflecting
upon
these
latest
developments
,
was
from
one
point
of
view
actually
pleased
or
eased
.
There
is
always
safety
in
numbers
,
and
she
felt
that
if
Cowperwood
were
going
to
go
on
like
this
it
would
not
be
possible
for
him
in
the
long
run
to
take
a
definite
interest
in
any
one
;
and
so
,
all
things
considered
,
and
other
things
being
equal
,
he
would
probably
just
as
leave
remain
married
to
her
as
not
.
But
what
a
comment
,
she
could
not
help
reflecting
,
on
her
own
charms
!
What
an
end
to
an
ideal
union
that
had
seemed
destined
to
last
all
their
days
!
She
,
Aileen
Butler
,
who
in
her
youth
had
deemed
herself
the
peer
of
any
girl
in
charm
,
force
,
beauty
,
to
be
shoved
aside
thus
early
in
her
life
--
she
was
only
forty
--
by
the
younger
generation
.
And
such
silly
snips
as
they
were
--
Stephanie
Platow
!
and
Cecily
Haguenin
!
and
Florence
Cochrane
,
in
all
likelihood
another
pasty-faced
beginner
!
And
here
she
was
--
vigorous
,
resplendent
,
smooth
of
face
and
body
,
her
forehead
,
chin
,
neck
,
eyes
without
a
wrinkle
,
her
hair
a
rich
golden
reddish
glow
,
her
step
springing
,
her
weight
no
more
than
one
hundred
and
fifty
pounds
for
her
very
normal
height
,
with
all
the
advantages
of
a
complete
toilet
cabinet
,
jewels
,
clothing
,
taste
,
and
skill
in
material
selection
--
being
elbowed
out
by
these
upstarts
.
It
was
almost
unbelievable
.
It
was
so
unfair
.
Life
was
so
cruel
,
Cowperwood
so
temperamentally
unbalanced
.
Dear
God
!
to
think
that
this
should
be
true
!
Why
should
he
not
love
her
?
She
studied
her
beauty
in
the
mirror
from
time
to
time
,
and
raged
and
raged
.
Why
was
her
body
not
sufficient
for
him
?
Why
should
he
deem
any
one
more
beautiful
?
Why
should
he
not
be
true
to
his
reiterated
protestations
that
he
cared
for
her
?
Other
men
were
true
to
other
women
.
Her
father
had
been
faithful
to
her
mother
.
At
the
thought
of
her
own
father
and
his
opinion
of
her
conduct
she
winced
,
but
it
did
not
change
her
point
of
view
as
to
her
present
rights
.
See
her
hair
!
See
her
eyes
!
See
her
smooth
,
resplendent
arms
!
Why
should
Cowperwood
not
love
her
?
Why
,
indeed
?
One
night
,
shortly
afterward
,
she
was
sitting
in
her
boudoir
reading
,
waiting
for
him
to
come
home
,
when
the
telephone-bell
sounded
and
he
informed
her
that
he
was
compelled
to
remain
at
the
office
late
.
Afterward
he
said
he
might
be
obliged
to
run
on
to
Pittsburg
for
thirty-six
hours
or
thereabouts
;
but
he
would
surely
be
back
on
the
third
day
,
counting
the
present
as
one
.
Aileen
was
chagrined
.
Her
voice
showed
it
.
They
had
been
scheduled
to
go
to
dinner
with
the
Hoecksemas
,
and
afterward
to
the
theater
.
Cowperwood
suggested
that
she
should
go
alone
,
but
Aileen
declined
rather
sharply
;
she
hung
up
the
receiver
without
even
the
pretense
of
a
good-by
.
And
then
at
ten
o'clock
he
telephoned
again
,
saying
that
he
had
changed
his
mind
,
and
that
if
she
were
interested
to
go
anywhere
--
a
later
supper
,
or
the
like
--
she
should
dress
,
otherwise
he
would
come
home
expecting
to
remain
.
Aileen
immediately
concluded
that
some
scheme
he
had
had
to
amuse
himself
had
fallen
through
.
