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He had offered the abandonment of all that could offend her, yet she remained obdurate, discontented, defiant of his every desire. He almost groaned, as he cast himself disconsolately into a chair, and buried his head in his hands, despairing of any understanding as to the whims of a woman. "Don't you see, dear," Cicily went on, gently persuasive, "that we can't we just can't! quit?
"I'm not making any excuses," Cicily replied, stiffly. "And for the simple and very sufficient reason that I am not fighting you." "Then, what under heaven do you call it?" Hamilton demanded, with a sneer. "Is it by any chance saving me?" "Yes, I'd do that," came the courageous statement, "if only you'd let me."
The injustice of this charge, as he deemed it, was beyond Hamilton's powers of endurance. He sprung from his chair, and stood glowering down on Cicily, who bore the stern accusation of his eyes without flinching. The pallor of her face was a little more pronounced than usual, less touched from within with the hue of abounding health, and her crimson mouth was less tender than it was wont to be.
Hamilton.... And please to remember that the next meeting of the club is to be on the Thursday." "I'll surely be there," Cicily promised. The adieux were quickly spoken, and the women took their departure, leaving husband and wife alone together, standing silently.
"But I do recognize everything, Cicily," Hamilton urged, manifestly at a loss to understand his wife's precise meaning. Then, of a sudden, his vision cleared, and he spoke with a new gentleness, yet with something of the old authority. "I recognize most clearly that here and now is the real turning point of our lives. We have both made mistakes " "Oh, both?" Cicily questioned, rebelliously.
Cicily attempted yet once again to establish harmony among discordant elements. "Mrs. McMahon has done so much good in homes of suffering," she said gently, "that she's very direct in her speech." The good-natured Irishwoman herself chose to make the amende honorable, but after her own fashion. "Sure, excuse me, ladies," she exclaimed, heartily.
Then, abruptly recalling the original motive with which she had sought this conversation, Cicily, by an effort of will that cost her much, spoke with a manner half-gaily sympathetic: "Charles, why don't you tell me now all about this horrid business of yours?" At the question, the man's face quickly grew grim, and the frown deepened perceptibly between his brows.
There was distinct irony in her tone as she answered with a question: "And the farther away the home, the greater the pleasure, doubtless?" For once, Hamilton was susceptible; and he was keenly distressed, momentarily. "Cicily!" he cried. "You don't doubt my love, do you? Why, when a man and a woman marry, each ought to take the other's love for granted take it on faith."
Carrington nodded a stately agreement to the proposal, and the company as a whole appeared vastly relieved, with the exceptions of Miss Johnson, who sniffed defiantly, and of Ruth, who appeared more than ever bewildered by the succession of events. Now, at last, Cicily felt herself baffled by the crisis of her own making. She looked from one to another with reproach in her amber eyes.
During the few moments spent in offering this hospitality, Cicily whispered rapidly to the old gentleman, who appeared mightily startled at her words. "Mrs. Hamilton has been entertaining us again," Morton remarked, in an acid tone, to his host. "Really, she has been rather more interesting than she was before." At this statement, Hamilton shifted uneasily.
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