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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

 

She looked at him dreamily. 

 

"Beauty and love pass, I know.... Oh, there's sadness, too. I suppose 

all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the scent of roses and 

then the death of roses--" 

 

"Beauty means the agony of sacrifice and the end of agony...." 

 

"And, Amory, we're beautiful, I know. I'm sure God loves us--" 

 

"He loves you. You're his most precious possession." 

 

"I'm not his, I'm yours. Amory, I belong to you. For the first time I 

regret all the other kisses; now I know how much a kiss can mean." 

 

Then they would smoke and he would tell her about his day at the 

office--and where they might live. Sometimes, when he was particularly 

loquacious, she went to sleep in his arms, but he loved that 

Rosalind--all Rosalinds--as he had never in the world loved any one 

else. Intangibly fleeting, unrememberable hours. 

 

***** 

 

AQUATIC INCIDENT 

 

One day Amory and Howard Gillespie meeting by accident down-town took 

lunch together, and Amory heard a story that delighted him. Gillespie 

after several cocktails was in a talkative mood; he began by telling 

Amory that he was sure Rosalind was slightly eccentric. 

 

He had gone with her on a swimming party up in Westchester County, and 

some one mentioned that Annette Kellerman had been there one day on a 

visit and had dived from the top of a rickety, thirty-foot summer-house. 

Immediately Rosalind insisted that Howard should climb up with her to 

see what it looked like. 

 

A minute later, as he sat and dangled his feet on the edge, a form shot 

by him; Rosalind, her arms spread in a beautiful swan dive, had sailed 

through the air into the clear water. 

 

"Of course _I_ had to go, after that--and I nearly killed myself. I 

thought I was pretty good to even try it. Nobody else in the party tried 

it. Well, afterward Rosalind had the nerve to ask me why I stooped over 

when I dove. 'It didn't make it any easier,' she said, 'it just took all 

the courage out of it.' I ask you, what can a man do with a girl like 

that? Unnecessary, I call it." 

 

Gillespie failed to understand why Amory was smiling delightedly all 


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