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AMORY, SON OF BEATRICE
SPIRES AND GARGOYLES
THE EGOTIST CONSIDERS
NARCISSUS OFF DUTY
THE DEBUTANTE
EXPERIMENTS IN CONVALESCENCE
YOUNG IRONY
THE SUPERCILIOUS SACRIFICE
THE EGOTIST BECOMES A PERSONAGE

svelte jaw dropping, approached, the pair bent over and emitted a 

college cheer in loud, far-carrying voices, thoughtfully adding the 

name "Phyllis" to the end. She was vociferously greeted and escorted 

enthusiastically across the campus, followed by half a hundred village 

urchins--to the stifled laughter of hundreds of alumni and visitors, 

half of whom had no idea that this was a practical joke, but thought 

that Burne and Fred were two varsity sports showing their girl a 

collegiate time. 

 

Phyllis's feelings as she was paraded by the Harvard and Princeton 

stands, where sat dozens of her former devotees, can be imagined. She 

tried to walk a little ahead, she tried to walk a little behind--but 

they stayed close, that there should be no doubt whom she was with, 

talking in loud voices of their friends on the football team, until she 

could almost hear her acquaintances whispering: 

 

"Phyllis Styles must be _awfully hard up_ to have to come with _those 

two_." 

 

That had been Burne, dynamically humorous, fundamentally serious. From 

that root had blossomed the energy that he was now trying to orient with 

progress.... 

 

So the weeks passed and March came and the clay feet that Amory looked 

for failed to appear. About a hundred juniors and seniors resigned 

from their clubs in a final fury of righteousness, and the clubs in 

helplessness turned upon Burne their finest weapon: ridicule. Every one 

who knew him liked him--but what he stood for (and he began to stand for 

more all the time) came under the lash of many tongues, until a frailer 

man than he would have been snowed under. 

 

"Don't you mind losing prestige?" asked Amory one night. They had taken 

to exchanging calls several times a week. 

 

"Of course I don't. What's prestige, at best?" 

 

"Some people say that you're just a rather original politician." 

 

He roared with laughter. 

 

"That's what Fred Sloane told me to-day. I suppose I have it coming." 

 

One afternoon they dipped into a subject that had interested Amory for 

a long time--the matter of the bearing of physical attributes on a man's 


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