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She turned to him, saw him step forward slowly, looking very tall, older than she had ever known him. He had drawn within himself, and there manifested itself his inheritance from his ancestors. He was like his father, but with an even more repressed dignity than was his father's. "You don't understand," snarled Dulac. "Then I'll tell you. I'm glad you came.... I'm after your wife.
Admitting the unwisdom of his calls upon her, she had not the heart to forbid him, especially that he had shown no signs of sentiment, or of stepping beyond the boundary lines of simple friendship.... She saw to it that he and Dulac did not meet. As for Dulac she had disciplined him for his outbreak as was the duty of a self-respecting young woman, and had made him eat his piece of humble pie.
"Mr. Dulac," he said, "I want to talk with you. Will you ask these other gentlemen if they will step outside for a few moments.... I have a personal matter to discuss with Mr. Dulac." Dulac was not at his ease. He had come in something like a spirit of bravado to face Bonbright, and this turn to the event nonplused him. However, if he would save his face he must rise to the situation.
The gaping valets merely nodded acquiescence to the password he muttered as, muffled up to the chin, he glided noiselessly over the polished floor of the vestibule and hurried up the stairs. Dulac was well pleased to be home again, anticipating with delight the enjoyment of that repose which after such a long arid rapid journey he had well earned.
"Just a minute, boys," he said to his companions, and with Mershon they filed into the next room. "Dulac," said Bonbright, in a voice that was low but steady, "is she well and happy?" "Eh?..." Dulac was startled indeed. "I haven't kept you to quarrel," said Bonbright.
Schoelcher, Dulac, Malardier, and Brillier again went up the Faubourg St. Antoine by the side streets which the soldiers had not yet occupied. They shouted, "Vive la République!" They harangued the people on the doorsteps: "Is it the Empire that you want?" exclaimed Schoelcher. They even went as far as to sing the "Marseillaise."
Now his lights played on its rear and his horn sounded a warning and a demand. Dulac's car veered to the side to let him pass, and he lurched by, only turning a brief, wavering glance upon the other machine to assure himself that Ruth was there. He saw her in a flashing second, in the tonneau, with Dulac by her side.... She was safe, uninjured. Then Bonbright left them behind.
She brooded much, and, brooding, became restless, unhappy, and she could not conceal it from Bonbright when he came home eagerly for his dinner, ready to take up with boyish hope the absurd game he had invented. She allowed herself to think of Dulac; indeed, she forced herself to think of him....
"O'Hagan's in town," the man panted, rushing into the room. "They've brought in O'Hagan and his gang of bullies." O'Hagan, king of strike breakers! Ruth knew that name well, and what the arrival of the man of evil omen foretold. It promised violence, riot, bloodshed, suffering. "They're going to try to run, then," said Dulac, calmly. "The police have escorted a mob of scabs into the mill yards.
Even in this moment, which would have thrilled, exalted another, which would have made another man drunk with achievement, Bonbright could think of Ruth. Even now Ruth was uppermost in his mind. All this mattered nothing beside her. "Have you got any trace?" he asked. "No," said Dulac. Next morning the whole city breakfasted with Bonbright Foote.
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