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So while Magsie was getting her marriage license, Billy was in Magsie's apartment turning over the contents of her wastepaper basket in feverish haste. The envelope was ruined, it had been crushed while wet; a name had been barely started anyway. But here was the precious scrap of commencement, "My dearest Greg " Billy was almost terrified by the discovery.
Magsie could prove nothing by those letters But what a fool they would make him! Warren Gregory remembered the case of a dignified college professor whose private correspondence had recently been given to the press, and he felt a cool shudder run down his spine. Rachael, reading those letters! It was unthinkable! She and the world would think him a fool!
"I didn't tell her about this and this!" and with one movement of her pretty hand Magsie indicated the big emerald on her ring finger and the heavy bracelet of mesh gold about her wrist. Suddenly her face brightened, and with an eager movement she leaned across the narrow table, and caught his hand in both her own.
"Saturday night?" Rachael said to Warren. "Possibly not, dear. I can tell better later in the week." "You don't know how we slaves envy you, Rachael!" Magsie said. "When Greg and I are gasping away in some roof-garden, having our mild little iced teas, we'll think of you down here on the glorious ocean!" "We're a mutual consolation league!" Warren said with an appreciative laugh.
He looked awfully tired that afternoon, and he said that he thought he would close this house, and live at the club this summer, and he said 'That means you have a dinner date every night, Magsie! And suddenly, Rachael I don't know what came over me, but I burst out crying" Magsie's eyes filled now as she thought of it "and I said, 'Oh, Greg, we need each other!
"In a few months, perhaps," said Magsie at parting, "when he's all tired and cross, I'll make him coffee AT HOME, and see that he gets his rest and quiet whenever he needs it!" She did not like his answer. "Rachael's a wonder at that sort of thing," he said. Magsie had not heard him speak so of his wife for months. "In fact, she spoils me," he added.
"Well, if Rachael takes it seriously, and Magsie takes it seriously, you may find yourself beginning to take it seriously, too," George said with a dull man's simple evasion of confusing elements. "Rachael may get her divorce," Warren said desperately. "I can't help that, I suppose. I've got a letter from her here she left it. I don't know what she thinks!
And Richie loved her no question of that! Loved her more than Warren did for all his letters and gifts, she decided resentfully. When Richie wakened, bewildered, at one o'clock, Magsie was still there. She insisted that he drink more milk before a word was said. Then they talked again, Magsie in a new mood of reluctance and gentleness, Richie half wild with rising hope and joy.
But she doesn't want you and Magsie Clay to have any hold over her sons and can you blame her? She's been dragged through all this once. You might have thought of that!" "Oh, my God!" Warren said, stopping by the mantel, and putting his face in his hands. "Well, what did you think would happen?" George asked as Magsie had asked.
I may have done more harm than good I don't know; but from the instant I thought of it I have simply been drawn, as if I were under a spell. I haven't said what I meant to, I know that. I haven't said" her smile was wistful and young and sweet, as, rising from her chair, she stood looking down at Rachael "how badly I feel that it it happens so," said Magsie.
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