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Bewsher was safe, of course; he had seen to that; but the whole unintelligible, shocking aspect of the thing! He tore the check up and threw it in the fire. He was not unaware that the girl's eyes admired him. It was a warm night. He said good-by and walked home along the deserted street. He remembered, he told me, how sweet the trees smelled. He was not happy.
"It was unusual, wasn't it?" he said at length gently. "Have I been too dramatic?" In the little silence that followed, Mrs. Malcolm leaned forward, her eyes starry. "I would rather," she said, "talk to Bewsher in his teepee than talk to Morton with all his money." Sir John looked at her and smiled his charming smile. "Oh, no, you wouldn't," he said. "Oh, no!
"So many of these English women are. She's an important woman in her own right, too." He studied her furtively. Into the soft silence came Sir John's carefully modulated voice. "Barbara and I," he explained, "will feel this very much. We both knew Bewsher." His eyes became somber. "This is very distressing," he said abruptly. "By Jove!" ejaculated Burnaby, and raised his head like an alert hound.
Anyhow, that is what happened to these two, Morton first, then Bewsher; and it is characteristic that the former mentioned it to no one, while the latter was confidential and expansive. Such men do not deserve women, and yet they are often the very men women fall most in love with.
Meanwhile the instigator dropped from his one-time position of tentative lover to that of adviser in particular. It was just the position that at the time he most desired. "Things came to a head on a warm night in April. Bewsher dropped in upon Morton in his chambers. Very handsome he looked, too, I dare say, in his evening clothes, with an opera-coat thrown back from his shoulders.
And head and shoulders above the other boys of his age at the school was Bewsher; not that materially, of course, there weren't others more important; Bewsher's family was old and rich as such families go, but he was very much a younger son, and his people lived mostly in the country; yet even then there was something about him a manner, an adeptness in sports, an unsought popularity, that picked him out; the beginnings of that Norman nose that Mr.
"They say a man never has a desire but there's an angel or a devil to write it down. Morton had hardly made his discovery when Bewsher turned up from India, transferred to a crack cavalry regiment; a sunburnt, cordial Bewsher, devilishly determined to enjoy the fulness of his prime. On his skirts, as he had done once before, Morton penetrated farther and farther into the esoteric heart of society.
Because " suddenly Burnaby took a step forward and his jaw shot out "because that shadow of his, that wife of his, broke a champagne-glass when I said Geoffrey Boisselier Bewsher; broke her champagne-glass and, I've no doubt, cried out loud in her heart. Power can't buy love no; but power can stamp to death anything that won't love it. That's Masters. I can tell a timber-wolf far off.
It was too crude; Bewsher's request too unashamed; it made suddenly too cheap, since men could ask for it so lightly, all the stakes for which he, Morton, had sacrificed the slow minutes and hours of his life. And then, of course, there was this as well: Bewsher had been to Morton an ideal, and ideals can't die, even the memory of them, without some pain." Mrs.
I dare say Bewsher never questioned the rightness of it all he was too much in love with the girl, his own training had been too similar. And Morton, hovering on the outskirts, talked to weak people the most fatal doctrine in the world the doctrine of power, the doctrine that each man and woman can have just what they want if they will only get out and seek it.
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