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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

summer air. 

 

The room was in darkness except for the faint glow of Tom's cigarette 

where he lounged by the open window. As the door shut behind him, Amory 

stood a moment with his back against it. 

 

"Hello, Benvenuto Blaine. How went the advertising business to-day?" 

 

Amory sprawled on a couch. 

 

"I loathed it as usual!" The momentary vision of the bustling agency was 

displaced quickly by another picture. 

 

"My God! She's wonderful!" 

 

Tom sighed. 

 

"I can't tell you," repeated Amory, "just how wonderful she is. I don't 

want you to know. I don't want any one to know." 

 

Another sigh came from the window--quite a resigned sigh. 

 

"She's life and hope and happiness, my whole world now." 

 

He felt the quiver of a tear on his eyelid. 

 

"Oh, _Golly_, Tom!" 

 

***** 

 

BITTER SWEET 

 

"Sit like we do," she whispered. 

 

He sat in the big chair and held out his arms so that she could nestle 

inside them. 

 

"I knew you'd come to-night," she said softly, "like summer, just when I 

needed you most... darling... darling..." 

 

His lips moved lazily over her face. 

 

"You _taste_ so good," he sighed. 

 

"How do you mean, lover?" 

 

"Oh, just sweet, just sweet..." he held her closer. 

 

"Amory," she whispered, "when you're ready for me I'll marry you." 

 

"We won't have much at first." 

 

"Don't!" she cried. "It hurts when you reproach yourself for what you 

can't give me. I've got your precious self--and that's enough for me." 

 

"Tell me..." 

 

"You know, don't you? Oh, you know." 

 

"Yes, but I want to hear you say it." 

 

"I love you, Amory, with all my heart." 

 

"Always, will you?" 

 

"All my life--Oh, Amory--" 

 

"What?" 

 

"I want to belong to you. I want your people to be my people. I want to 

have your babies." 

 

"But I haven't any people." 

 

"Don't laugh at me, Amory. Just kiss me." 

 

"I'll do what you want," he said. 

 

"No, I'll do what _you_ want. We're _you_--not me. Oh, you're so much a 

part, so much all of me..." 

 

He closed his eyes. 

 

"I'm so happy that I'm frightened. Wouldn't it be awful if this was--was 

the high point?..." 


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