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He could not speak. Ruth sighed as she felt his touch. "You're REAL," she whispered. "Is he real, too?" "We're all real, dear," said Hilda. "Ask HIM please to go away, then," Ruth said, pointing to Dulac. "I don't want to hurt him... but he knows I don't want him...." "Ruth!" Dulac's utterance was a groan. "YOU know don't you, Hilda?... I told you a long time ago... I never loved HIM at all.
Isn't that queer?... I thought I did but- -I didn't know... It was something else... You won't feel too bad ... will you?" Ruth looked up at Dulac. "I think you better go," she said, gently. He looked at Ruth, looked at Bonbright. Then he turned and, stumbling a little as he went, fumbling, to open the door, he obeyed.
Dulac was active again, or, rather, he had always been active. Discontent manifested itself.... It grew, and had to be repressed. In spite of the plan in spite of everything, a strike threatened, became imminent. Ruth was thunderstruck, Bonbright bewildered. His panacea was not a panacea, then.
Present also was the feeling that if Dulac wanted her, if she could bring happiness, ease, help to him, it would be her duty to give herself. By so doing she would contribute her all to the cause.... Behind that thought were generations of men and women who had sacrificed and suffered for labor. If her father had given his life, would he not expect his daughter to give HER life?
Once, twice, again the man struck with the strength of frenzy. Ruth sat silent, stunned, paralyzed by fright, and uttered no scream. Then she saw the face of Bonbright's assailant. It was Dulac and she understood. She sprang to him, clutched at his arm, but he hurled her off and struck again.... It was enough. Bonbright stood wavering a moment, struggling to remain upright, but sagging slowly.
They had been mere incidents, pleasant, uninteresting, wearying, amusing. None had thrilled her.... So she had less experience to call to her aid than the average girl. Dulac occupied her mind as no man had ever occupied it before; the thought of him thrilled her.... He wanted her, this magnetic, theatrically handsome man wanted her.... When we make a choice we do so by a process of comparison.
She could not answer him. The only reason she should cling to her husband was because he WAS her husband, but she knew that would be no reason to Dulac. "There's been a marriage ceremony," he said, scornfully. "What of it? It isn't marriage ceremonies that unite men and women.... It's love nothing else.... When you told me you loved me you married me more really than any minister can marry you.
There were four of the men whom Mershon led through the door into Bonbright's office, but Bonbright saw but one of them-Dulac! The young man half rose from his chair, then sat down with his eyes fixed upon the man into whose hands, he believed, his wife had given herself. It was curious that he felt little resentment toward Dulac, and none of that murderous rage which some men might have felt....
Two hours afterwards the child was still living, and we were holding a permanent sitting at No. 15, Rue Richelieu, Jules Favre, Carnot, Michel de Bourges, and myself, when Dulac entered, and said to us, "I have come to place myself at your disposal." "There was also a misunderstanding respecting the appointed time. Some made a mistake, and thought it was nine o'clock.
It persists and never dies, so that one great duty, one great privilege, one great burden of womankind is to give ear to man's outpourings of his woes, and to offer such comfort as she may.... Dulac was drawn to Ruth. This time she did not try to close the door against him. His first words made that impossible. "I'm beaten," he said, dully. His flamboyance, his threatricality, was gone.
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