If he went, this would be the
first evening, except for those engagements which his profession
demanded, on which he would have left her to dine at a restaurant
by herself. But was he bound? Not in the least! The consideration
that it might even seem to an outsider, decided him.
"Yes, I'll come," he said. "What time dinner?"
Again there was exultation in the heart of Mrs. Durlacher.
"Better be seven-thirty," she said.
He agreed. It never suggested itself to him that he wanted to go.
He hated to seem bound. That was his reason. So he took it with an
open mind, questioning nothing.
When he had gone, Mrs. Durlacher turned to her friend.
"You can come--can't you?" she asked.
Miss Standish-Roe nodded her head.
CHAPTER V
That evening, Traill removed the first pillar in the structure which
Sally had built--the Temple of her security. Notwithstanding all
Janet's advice, heedless, utterly, of Janet's point of view which
had been held before her eyes on almost every occasion on which they
had met during the last three years, she persisted in believing more
surely in the mooring of her life to Traill's, so long as no mention
of settlement was ever suggested.
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