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Updated: June 10, 2025
It must have been tough I can get that part of it.... To find you'd married him and couldn't get out of it and that he didn't have any thousands of men to tinker with.... Especially when you loved Mr. Dulac." Hilda added the last sentence with shrewd intent. "I don't love him I don't.... If you'd seen him and Bonbright..." "But you did love him," Hilda said, severely Ruth nodded dumbly.
First in her mind she placed the failure of her great project. She had wrecked her life for it without accomplishment. Second in the rank of her griefs stood the fact that she had been on the point of giving herself to Dulac. She would have gone with him, disregarding convention, breaking her vows of marriage.
"Then you may take Miss Frazer home.... But be kind to her gentle.... I shall ask her about it and I sha'n't be knocked out long." "You threaten me, you pampered puppy!" "Yes," said Bonbright, grimly, "exactly." Dulac started to lift his arm, but Ruth caught it. "No.... No," she said, in a tense whisper. "You mustn't. Can't you see how hurt he is? He can hardly stand.... You're not a COWARD...."
You have no right to talk so.... You sha'n't go on." Dulac turned on her. "What is this cub to you? What do you care?... Were you expecting him?" "She wasn't expecting me," said Bonbright, breaking silence for the first time. "I came because she didn't get a square deal.... I had to come."
I want to help the men. I want them to feel that I'm with them, working for them and praying for them. Ought I to quit, too to join the strike?" Dulac looked at her sharply, calculatingly. "No," he said, presently, "you can do a lot more good where you are." "Will there be trouble? I dread to think of rioting and maybe bloodshed. It will be bad enough, anyhow if it lasts long.
The chairman, familiar with the men he dealt with, acted quickly. He turned to Dulac and whispered, then faced the hall with hands upheld. "Mr. Foote is here uninvited," he said. "He requests to be heard. Let us show him that we are reasonable, that we are patient.... Mr. Dulac agrees to surrender a portion of his time to Mr. Foote. Let us hear what he has to say."
To see him standing alone any place, on the street, in a hotel, affected one with the feeling that he was exotic there, misplaced. He must be surrounded by his audience to be RIGHT. Something of this crossed Ruth's mind. No woman, seeing a possible man, is without her sentimental speculation. She could not conceive of Dulac in a HOME. "It's been a day!" he said. "Yes."
They've tried to drive away our pickets. They've locked up Higgins and Bowen. Got Mason, too, but the crowd took him away from the police." "It's on their own heads," said Dulac, solemnly. "I'll come with you." He turned to Ruth and took her hand. "You see," he said, "it calls me away even from a moment like that...." Malcolm Lightener was not a man to send messages nor to depend upon telephones.
When she and her mother and Dulac were seated at the table her mother began a characteristic Jeremiad. "I hope you ain't coming down with a spell of sickness. Seems like sickness in the family's about the only thing I've been spared, though other things worse has been aplenty.
"Miss Frazer," he said, with boyish hesitation, "you don't want to see me you have no reason to do anything but despise me, I guess. But I had to come. I found your address and came as quickly as I could." "Step in here," she said. Then, "You and Mr. Dulac have met." Dulac stood scowling. "Yes," he said, sullenly.
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