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While Aaron and Terrence debated in excited whispers in the window seat, and while Dar Hyal sought other music at Paula's direction, she glanced at Dick, who turned off bowl after bowl of mellow light till Paula sat in an oasis of soft glow that brought out the dull gold lights in her dress and hair. Graham watched the lofty room grow loftier in the increasing shadows.
And Graham was saved from the Japanese situation with Mr. Wombold by Dar Hyal, who proceeded to proclaim Asia for the Asiatics and California for the Californians. Paula, catching up her skirts for speed, fled down the room in some romp, pursued by Dick, who captured her as she strove to dodge around the Wombold group.
"Then what becomes of your boasted monogamic marriage institution of Western civilization?" Dar Hyal asked. And Hancock: "You argue for free love, then?" "I can only answer with a hackneyed truism," Dick said. "There can be no love that is not free. Always, please, remember the point of view is that of the higher types. And the point of view answers you, Dar.
Once again, and yet again, many times, he saw the slender fingers of Dar Hyal weaving argument in the air, the black whiskers of Aaron Hancock enunciating Bergsonian dogmas, the frayed coat-cuffs of Terrence McFane articulating thanks to God for the two- legged work-beasties that enabled him to loaf at Dick Forrest's board and under Dick Forrest's madroño trees.
"Of much fine foolishness," Dick gravely amended. "Let me ask Leo something," Dar Hyal said. "Leo, why is it that a woman loves the man who beats her?" "And doesn't love the man who doesn't beat her?" Leo countered. "Precisely." "Well, Dar, you are partly right and mostly wrong. Oh, I have learned about definitions from you fellows. You've cunningly left them out of your two propositions.
"Hurry the day," said Terrence gallantly. "But leave space among your fripperies for a few books on the stars that Leo and I may be studying in odd moments." The combat ebbed away from Leo, and Dar Hyal and Hancock beset Dick. "What do you mean by 'playing the game'?" Dar Hyal asked.
The three of them invited him up, just as Aaron first invited Terrence, and as Aaron and Terrence invited Leo. Dick says, in time, three more are bound to appear, and then he'll have his Seven Sages of the Madroño Grove. Their jungle camp is in a madroño grove, you know. It's a most beautiful spot, with living springs, a canyon but I was telling you about Dar Hyal.
"You must stop baiting Leo," Paula interfered, "and be truthful, all of you, and say what you do know or do believe." "Woman is a very sacred subject," Dar Hyal enunciated solemnly. "There is the Madonna," Graham suggested, stepping into the breach to Paula's aid. "And the cérébrale," Terrence added, winning a nod of approval from Dar Hyal. "One at a time," Hancock said.
"The ancient Greeks said woman was nature's failure to make a man," Dar Hyal answered, the while the imp of mockery laughed in the corners of his mouth and curled his thin cynical lips derisively. Leo was shocked. His face flushed. There was pain in his eyes and his lips were trembling as he looked wistful appeal to Dick. "The half-sex," Hancock gibed.
The idea and the trick had been Dick's. Combat had joined early in the evening, when a seeming chance remark of Ernestine had enabled Aaron Hancock to fling the first bomb into the thick of O'Hay's deepest convictions. Dar Hyal, a willing and eager ally, had charged around the flank with his blastic theory of music and taken O'Hay in reverse.
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