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Updated: July 16, 2025
Perhaps he was wondering who had given this stranger a right to pry into his inner shrine. Perhaps he was wondering if Rose-Marie would like an outsider to know just what she had told him. When he answered, his answer was evasive. "A lady told me," he said. "A lady." The Young Doctor was laughing again.
Do you want anything? Or are you just looking around?" Bennie straightened up. The kitten that he had been patting rubbed reassuringly against his legs, but Bennie needed more reassurance than the affection of a kitten can give. The kindness of Rose-Marie, the stories that she had told him, had given him a great deal of confidence.
But I'm never sorry!" The Young Doctor was staring off into space past the raised platform where the girls of the club were performing. "I wonder," he said, after a moment, "I wonder if you can imagine what it is to have nothing in the world to be lonesome for, Miss Rose-Marie?" Rose-Marie felt a quick wave of sympathy toward him. "My mother and my father are dead, Dr.
There was something lithe and cat-like in his slightest movement, just as there was something feline in the expression of his eyes. Rose-Marie often felt like a small, helpless mouse when Jim was staring at her. "Where are your mother and Ella?" she questioned again as she stepped into the room. "I do want to see them!" Jim was dragging forward a chair. He answered.
Rose-Marie had found it hard to reach Ella except when Lily was the topic of conversation; except when Lily's welfare was to be considered, she stayed silently in the background. But the flashings of her great dark eyes, the quiverings of her too scarlet mouth, were ominous.
His surprise, at the sight of Rose-Marie, was evident though he tried to hide it by the breeziness of his manner. "You'll be glad to know," he told the Superintendent, "that the stork has called on the Stefan family. It's a boy nine pounds with lots of dark hair. There have been three girls, in the Stefan family," he explained to Rose-Marie, "and so they are wild with joy at this latest addition.
And so though there had never been an open quarrel until the one at the luncheon table Rose-Marie had learned to look to the Superintendent for encouragement, rather than to the Young Doctor. And she had frigidly declined his small courtesies a visit to the movies, a walk in the park, a 'bus ride up Fifth Avenue. "I never went to the movies at home," she had told him.
Noiselessly, but with the appearance of a certain terrible effort under the shell of quiet, she moved away across the room toward the stove. "She's goin' t' warm up th' coffee," Bennie said. "She'll give you some, in a minute, if yer want it!" Rose-Marie was about to speak, about to assure Bennie that she didn't want any of the coffee, when steps sounded on the stairs.
"We better clear out," said the voice of Bennie. "We better clear out pretty quick! Pa's awful bad, sometimes, when he's just wakin' up!" With a quickness not unlike the bump at the end of a falling-through-space dream, Rose-Marie felt herself drawn from the room heard the door close with a slam behind her.
Rose-Marie, watching his expression, knew all at once that nothing she said would have the slightest effect upon him. His sensibilities were too well concealed, beneath a tough veneer of conceit, to be wounded. His soul seemed too well hidden to be reached. "So that's what you think, is it?" he asked, and his voice was almost silky, it was so smooth, "so that's what you think!
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