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She felt his hand in hers: it was nerveless, reluctant. "Good-by," she repeated. "I understand now." She opened the door and passed out into the hall. As she did so, Arment took an impulsive step forward; but just then the footman, who was evidently alive to his obligations, advanced from the background to let her out. She heard Arment fall back.
"Will you ask him to see me for a moment?" The footman hesitated. "I think Mr. Arment has gone up to dress for dinner, madam." Julia advanced into the hall. "I am sure he will see me I will not detain him long," she said. She spoke quietly, authoritatively, in the tone which a good servant does not mistake. The footman had his hand on the drawing-room door. "I will tell him, madam.
What name, please?" Julia trembled: she had not thought of that. "Merely say a lady," she returned carelessly. The footman wavered and she fancied herself lost; but at that instant the door opened from within and John Arment stepped into the hall.
You wondered you tried to tell me but no words came... You saw your life falling in ruins... the world slipping from you... and you couldn't speak or move!" She sank down on the chair against which she had been leaning. "Now I know now I know," she repeated. "I am very sorry for you," she heard Arment stammer. She looked up quickly. "That's not what I came for. I don't want you to be sorry.
The instinctive shrinking from a "scene" predominated over every other impulse, and Arment said slowly: "Will you come this way?" He followed her into the drawing-room and closed the door. Julia, as she advanced, was vaguely aware that the room at least was unchanged: time had not mitigated its horrors.
"Will you ask him to see me for a moment?" The footman hesitated. "I think Mr. Arment has gone up to dress for dinner, madam." Julia advanced into the hall. "I am sure he will see me I will not detain him long," she said. She spoke quietly, authoritatively, in the tone which a good servant does not mistake. The footman had his hand on the drawing-room door. "I will tell him, madam.
This might seem to imply a deliberate selfishness; but there was nothing deliberate about Arment. He was as instinctive as an animal or a child. It was this childish element in his nature which sometimes for a moment unsettled his wife's estimate of him. Was it possible that he was simply undeveloped, that he had delayed, somewhat longer than is usual, the laborious process of growing up?
There is something I must tell you." Arment continued to scrutinize her. "I am surprised at that," he said. "I should have supposed that any communication you may wish to make could have been made through our lawyers." "Our lawyers!" She burst into a little laugh. "I don't think they could help me this time." Arment's face took on a barricaded look. "If there is any question of help of course "
John Arment was impossible; but the sting of his impossibility lay in the fact that he made it impossible for those about him to be other than himself. By an unconscious process of elimination he had excluded from the world everything of which he did not feel a personal need: had become, as it were, a climate in which only his own requirements survived.
Arment looked toward the door; then his embarrassed glance returned to Julia. "I am very sorry," he said awkwardly. "Thank you," she murmured. "But I don't see " "No but you will in a moment. Won't you listen to me? Please!" Instinctively she had shifted her position putting herself between him and the door. "It happened this morning," she went on in short breathless phrases.
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