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CONFESSIONS OF A WIFE
CUPID GRANTS NO EXCUSES
"Yes, you do," answered Malcolm
Again I answered: "I don't know."
"Then why have you spent these
long summer days down here practi
cally in my company, Margie?"
This startled me, but I answered:
"You know very well, Malcolm, Mol
lie's broken leg kept her here and I
did not want to leave her alone."
"Sophistry, my dear. Mollie and
her broken leg would never have
kept you away from your husba.nd
had you loved him. Neither does a
perfectly happy woman try to com
mit suicide. Margie, I know you,
dearest of courageous women, I
know you have never acknowledged
even to yourself that you loved me,
but I also know I have been to you
what no other man could be.
"I have entered your life at points
which give me a unique place in your
thoughts. Long ago you would have
sent me out of it if you had not loved
My lagging conscience came to my
"You must not talk to me like this,
"Why not? You are a woman a
woman who can indulge in the lux
ury of facing facts. I have been fac
ing them a long time. Truly, I had
determined to slip out of your life, to
let you go back to the conventional
existence which is so irksome to you.
Then all at once it came to me I had
no right to do this without leaving
the decision to you. It must be for
you to choose.
"Margie, I can make you happier
than you have ever been in your life.
With me you can live always in a
land of sunshine and flowers you love
so well. The Salvia can follow sum
mer all over this earth. Margie,
could you not find joy in living in a
place where it would always be sun
"You deserve more from life than
you have been getting, Margie, and I
can give it to you. I can give you
every wish of your heart except con
ventional propriety. If you come with
me, dear, it will mean 'the world lost
and well forgot.' You have no blood
relatives that would grieve and I
think I could make up to you for all
the things you might miss in your
"Has your old life been so happy,
Margie, that you can conceive noth
ing more blissful or fuller of con
tent?" All the time Malcolm Stuart was
talking we had been leisurely walk
ing along the board walk. I heard
his voice almost in a dream, for I
was going over our acquaintance and
friendship carefully and wondering if
I really did love him. Was this beau
tiful comradeship between us love?
If it were, was I a nameless thing, fit
to be classed with all those women
that had been Dick's paramours?
All my preconceived ideas about
life were tumbling about my head.
Had I been unconsciously encourag
ing Malcolm Stuart, for I can tell
you, little book, that not until Mal
colm had said to me, "You love me,"
had I ever once dreamed of such a
thing-and I could only say now to
myself as well as to him, "I don't
Again I heard his voice: "Margie,
dear Margie, I did not intend to tell
you this, for strange as it may seem,
I, too, have a conscience. Had you
attracted me aS most pretty women
attract a man, I should have had no
compunctions long ago in asking you
to come with me, but you are not an
ordinary woman, my dear. In fact,
you are so extraordinary that I can
hardly fix your type.
"In some ways you are the most
courageous being I have ever known
and in some way you are very much
afraid. In some ways you are al'