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off from moment to moment. They talked commonplace; and the queer thing is that as they had done the night before of un- when he said he felt as if he'd always important things that carried with them known me, I, too, felt as if I 'd always a deep and inner significance; they made known him, only as if I had known him up stories, as though they were children, as his mother might -as if I'd held him about the people who had lived in the in my arms when he was a baby. Now house that one time must have been here. when I saw that he did n't see a shadow They identified themselves with their lives of a difficulty in our chugging down the --- the lives of these people -- until the mountain to the nearest parson and so present was shut away as though by a away,

I saw the moment had come for the long distance of years.

coup de grâce." She paused, then said “Then we did n't talk any more. I very softly, “So, I told him about my tried to break the silence and I could n't. decision over McAndrew and Haldane." He was stronger than I. 1-I suppose I She paused, looking off across the dark was swept away. I never have been, spaces of the night as though dreaming really, you know, and I loved it."

the scene over again. I stared at Vivian. It seemed so un- “And then?" I asked her at last. likely that, granted this swift enchant- “Oh,” Vivian went on, "when I looked ment, she would so yield to it, and the up at him again, he was smiling. I don't curious part of it is that there was that know what I'd expected. The look of in her manner that showed me she had youth which has had a dear illusion killed, yielded nothing; that whatever she had

I suppose, and I said: done, somehow or other she had made no "'You don't believe what I 'm saying?' compromise with her own soul, even and he kept smiling while he answered: though the voice in which she told me all I don't, because it is n't true. It is n't this was the hushed, breathless voice of a true, because this is real — this afternoon little girl telling a wonderful fairy-tale and last night. It's the supreme reality too beautiful to be true.

of life to me, and it could n't have been "I began to be angry that I had to spoil that to me if it had n't been so real to everything,” she went on. “It was more you too. That was the part I could n't like killing some beautiful live thing than explain. It had been real to me. I have just spoiling an afternoon. I was strug- never been wantonly unkind or played gling to begin when he said:

with people just for the sake of playing, “ 'I wish we need never go back at all. you know. He had held out his hand to me Why should we? Why should one have and said, 'Come,' and I had gone to him. to go through the little treadmill Life As he looked at it, either all the rest was marks out for one? Why should n't we unreality or this was, and as we two sitgo on from here together?' You know, ting under the lost apple-tree knew this people have often said foolish things like was real, the other did n't exist. He that to me; only he meant it. He was could n't think anything else, you see. absolutely in earnest about it. He can "So then I told him everything, --what see no absurdity in any of his dreams." I told you so long ago,- and how I 'd

She paused. Instead of a boyish folly, worked single-mindedly to one end; how she had giver me a picture of invincible I'd sacrificed to it the wishes of my own youth.

heart; how I 'd kept true to the thing in “He meant it really,” she explained, life that seemed to me worth having. "just as the night before, when he said Each word should have struck like sleet the thing they always say, - 'I feel as if upon his spirit, but he listened to me as I 'd known you always,'—he meant it. undisturbed

McAndrew might You see, he 's so inexperienced that he did have listened. Then, when I 'd got all n't even

know that this feeling of sudden through, he said: intimacy between men and women is “ 'It seems as if I'd been listening to

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my own heart speaking. Now I 'll tell value to the other any more, and yet and you about my life.'

yet-I 'm afraid. I think I 'm most "Then he spread before me his work afraid of McAndrew; he could perhaps and his dreams, and there came a passion call me back. If I go back, I feel as into his voice as he talked that I 've never though he would be lying in wait for me. heard before in the voice of any one. He So I 'm going to do what he, the other, forgot even me as he was telling me about wishes - just go with him without wasting it. It was the inner soul of that selfless time." fanatical ambition that I listened to that "You 're not going to do that," I propays and pays and pays in terms of itself, tested - "just put your hand in Grayand makes it necessary for every one near son's and go away? You --you can't!" him to pay-makes his own flesh and I stuttered. It was all too absurd, the blood go hungry and perhaps die so that unescapable and awful publicity of it, the work he is doing may go on. And the needless hurt to Haldane, the shock in the white-hot fire of his passion my to Vivian's mother. I did n't count Mcown little ambitions were burned up.” Andrew's hurt, --somehow his discomfiture She stood up suddenly, and with a pas- did n't move

me deeply,--but the rest sionate gesture showed me how completely seemed insane to me, especially as the rôle they had been burned.

for which I was cast, Vivian explained to "Beside him my ambitions seemed noth- me, was to explain things as much as they ing, I tell you! I don't mean the worth could be explained to McAndrew and of them, but just the force of them. Be- Mrs. Nevers. It still seems insane, but side him, in spite of his quality of youth, not inexplicable. The simple truth of it McAndrew seemed soft and yielding. He was that she did n't dare trust herself to had cared for one or two girls, and had back with McAndrew there. It was brushed them aside as I had brushed peo- as though she felt that this old self of hers, ple aside. Then he had seen

instead of being a chrysalis, might prove to knew that he had to have me; that was be a stilling garment which he might conthe substance of what he said as he talked. jure her to put on again. I knew that my confession was, in his "I want to slam the door on myself," eyes, a trivial, childish thing. Then he she explained. said something funny, and yet it was the At that moment, while it still seemed heart of what I loved in him.

preposterous to me, I could n't help “Now you understand,' he said, 'why throwing at her: we must n't burn time on any altar of “I suppose you 've looked it squarely convention. I must be back at work be- in the face, the sort of life you 're going fore long!'

As she paused again I plumbed the in- “Every detail of it," she flashed forth. ner meaning of the remark that had ap- Then it was I began to see how ultiparently won him Vivian. The passion mately faithful she had been to herself. that was his consuming desire for his For my explanation of it is that she had work had released him long enough to met the thing she had worshiped raised find his perfect mate, and even now, in- to its highest power. Something in Graysatiable of his devotion, called to him to son's inner depth had told him that here return.

was a woman who would spend herself "I don't know if you understand; in the service of his ambition as he spent I 'm not sure I do. It 's a question be- himself; who was hard and ardent; who tween two realities; they can't both be would warm him in the fire of her life, true. He 's made the things that I serve him, and guard him. · thought valuable to me cease to exist.

He did n't know it; he never would They don't exist for me any more than a know it. He imagined, no doubt, that chrysalis exists for a moth. There's no he only wanted to serve her: But Vivian

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went with him knowing that he was going Mrs. Nevers's is that Vivian fell in love to demand of her relentlessly a supreme with Grayson's youth, like any schooldevotion.

girl, and McAndrew thinks something She had wanted power, he was seek- like the same thing. ing a greater power. She was unscrupu- "Women can't starve their primitive lous, but to gain his ends he would have let impulses without paying," is how he put his children die. She was hard as steel, but it. “You can't count on them. But that Grayson was as relentless as death itself,

young man will go far. He 'll have to,” as relentless as any force of nature. She he added. had loved the most difficult thing, and The world shared their opinions. It he challenged her to do the impossible, to did n't forgive Vivian what it termed her let him walk over her heart to gain his anticlimax, and showed its lack of forpurposes in life, and not only to do this, giveness in its deadliest form by losing all but to be unaware that he even demanded interest in her. any sacrifice. So, having formed an ideal, Here are the two explanations of the she worked toward its fulfilment even affair. You can take your choice, or Sydthough its fulfilment came in a form of ney Grayson's, who still naïvely believes which she had not dreamed. That is my that they were intended for each other explanation.

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E had not made the team. The ultimate moment

Last practice for the big game, his senior year-
Had come and gone again with dizzying swiftness.

It was all over now, and the sudden cheer
That rose and swelled to greet the elect eleven

Sounded his bitter failure on his ear.

He had not made the team. He was graduating:

The last grim chance was gone, and the last hope fled;
The final printed list tacked up in the quarters;

A girl in the bleachers turned away her head.
He knew that she was trying to keep from crying;

Under his tan there burned a painful red.

He had not made the team. The family waiting

His wire, up State; the little old loyal town
That had looked to him year by year to make it famous,

And laureled him each time home with fresh renown;
The men from the house there, tense, breathlessly watching,

And, after all, once more, he 'd thrown them down.

He had not made the team, after years of striving;

After all he had paid to try, and held it cheap, The sweat and blood and strain and iron endurance,

And the harassed nights, too aching-tired to sleep; The limp that perhaps he might be cured of some day;

The ugly scar that he would always keep.

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He had not made the team. He watched from the side lines,

Two days later, a part of a sad patrol,
Battered and bruised in his crouched, blanketed body,

Sick and sore to his depths, and aloof in dole,
Until he saw the enemy's swift advancing

Sweeping his team-mates backward. Then from his soul Was cleansed the sense of self and the sting of failure,

And he was one of a pulsing, straining whole, Bracing to stem the tide of the on-flung bodies,

Helping to halt that steady, relentless roll; Then he was part of a fighting, frenzied unit

Forcing them back and back and back from the goal. There on the side lines came the thought like a whip-crack

As his team rallied and rose and took control:

He had not made the team, but for four long seasons,

Each of ten grinding weeks, he had given the flower, The essence, and strength of body, brain, and spirit,

He and his kind -- the second team-till the power To cope with opposition and to surmount it

Into the team was driven against this hour!

What did it matter who held fast to the leather,

He or another? What was a four-years' dream? Out of his heart the shame and rancor lifted;

There burst from his throat a hoarse, exultant scream. Not in the fight, but part of it, he was winning!

This was his victory: he had made the team!

went with him knowing that he was going Mrs. Nevers's is that Vivian fell in love to demand of her relentlessly a supreme with Grayson's youth, like any schooldevotion.

girl, and McAndrew thinks something She had wanted power, he was seek- like the same thing. ing a greater power. She was unscrupu- "Women can't starve their primitive lous, but to gain his ends he would have let impulses without paying,” is how he put his children die. She was hard as steel, but it. “You can't count on them. But that Grayson was as relentless as death itself, young man will go far. He 'll have to," as relentless as any force of nature. She he added. had loved the most difficult thing, and The world shared their opinions. It he challenged her to do the impossible, to did n't forgive Vivian what it termed her let him walk over her heart to gain his anticlimax, and showed its lack of forpurposes in life, and not only to do this, giveness in its deadliest form by losing all but to be unaware that he even demanded interest in her. any sacrifice. So, having formed an ideal, Here are the two explanations of the she worked toward its fulfilment even affair. You can take your choice, or Sydthough its fulfilment came in a form of ney Grayson's, who still naïvely believes which she had not dreamed. That is my that they were intended for each other explanation.

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HE

E had not made the team. The ultimate moment

Last practice for the big game, his senior year-
Had come and gone again with dizzying swiftness.

It was all over now, and the sudden cheer
That rose and swelled to greet the elect eleven

Sounded his bitter failure on his ear.

He had not made the team. He was graduating:

The last grim chance was gone, and the last hope fled;
The final printed list tacked up in the quarters;

A girl in the bleachers turned away her head.
He knew that she was trying to keep from crying;

Under his tan there burned a painful red.

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