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Updated: May 31, 2025
"Lucky devil," was Graham's thought, not because of his host's vast ranch and the success and achievement of it, but because of the possession of a wonder-woman who could look unabashed and appreciative into his eyes as the Little Lady had looked.
"If you won't go," I said, "I'll get Terry to the coast and come back alone. You can let me down a rope. And if you will go why you blessed wonder-woman I would rather live with you all my life like this than to have any other woman I ever saw, or any number of them, to do as I like with. Will you come?" She was keen for coming. So the plans went on.
"My sweet, my sweet, my beautiful, my little wonder-woman!" he breathed. "Did you think I could live without you?" She was leaning, half fainting, against his breast, like a wind-blown flower. "I've come for you," he said hoarsely. "Dearest, sweetest Jinnie!" She pressed backward, loyalty for another woman rising within her. "But Molly, Molly the Merry " she breathed. Theodore shook his head.
He wondered, indeed, that so puissant a star as Beulah Baxter should not be able to choose her own director, for surely the presence of this unlovely, waspishly tempered being could be nothing but an irritant in the daily life of the wonder-woman. Perhaps she had tolerated him merely for one picture. Perhaps he was especially good in shipwrecks.
Dhoop Ki Dhil had come out into this blind maze to find and save the heat-blighted child from that death. He knew what that death was like he had seen a big snake kill a goat once, in the circus, for food. . . . The frost in his bones bit deeper, because this was Dhoop Ki Dhil the wonder-woman who was in there, somewhere close to that snake.
Brocton's 'yokel blood' gibe had put murder into my blows, but it had truth enough in it to make it rankle like a poisoned arrow. Yet here was this wonder-woman, trustful as a child and meeker than a milkmaid. My work was new, but at any rate I had sometimes dreamed that I could do a man's work when I got my chance, and I had limbs of leather and steel to do it with.
"That little director up on the platform that yells so?" This unspeakable person to be actually the husband of the wonder-woman, the man he had supposed she must find intolerable even as a director. It was unthinkable, more horrible, somehow, than her employment of a double. In time he might have forgiven that but this! "Sure, that's her honest-to-God husband.
"What's the secret about the Doctor?" he asked Cadman, after they had been rolling through the night some hours. "Nobody knows, unless it's a woman he didn't get," Cadman answered. "What's the grip this wonder-woman has on him?" "Beauty and music and life, in the superlative degree; when it all happens together, in one woman she grips."
He was almost forgetting his hunger in the pretty certain knowledge that in a few hours he would actually behold his wonder-woman in at least one of her daring exploits. Shipwreck! Perhaps she would be all but drowned. He hastened back to the pool that had now acquired this high significance. The carpenters were still puttering about on the scaffold.
Of course they all thought there must be a man somewhere, but none was found. Then they decided it must be a direct gift from the gods, and placed the proud mother in the Temple of Maaia their Goddess of Motherhood under strict watch. And there, as years passed, this wonder-woman bore child after child, five of them all girls.
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