the titan-第31章
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He laid his hand on the back of her chair； almost touching her shoulder。
〃Rita；〃 he said； using her given name again； 〃you wonderful woman！〃
〃Oh！〃 she breathed。
Cowperwood did not see Mrs。 Sohlberg again for over a weekten days exactlywhen one afternoon Aileen came for him in a new kind of trap； having stopped first to pick up the Sohlbergs。 Harold was up in front with her and she had left a place behind for Cowperwood with Rita。 She did not in the vaguest way suspect how interested he washis manner was so deceptive。 Aileen imagined that she was the superior woman of the two； the better…looking； the better…dressed； hence the more ensnaring。 She could not guess what a lure this woman's temperament had for Cowperwood； who was so brisk； dynamic； seemingly unromantic； but who； just the same； in his nature concealed （under a very forceful exterior） a deep underlying element of romance and fire。
〃This is charming；〃 he said； sinking down beside Rita。 〃What a fine evening！ And the nice straw hat with the roses； and the nice linen dress。 My； my！〃 The roses were red； the dress white； with thin； green ribbon run through it here and there。 She was keenly aware of the reason for his enthusiasm。 He was so different from Harold； so healthy and out…of…doorish； so able。 To…day Harold had been in tantrums over fate； life； his lack of success。
〃Oh； I shouldn't complain so much if I were you；〃 she had said to him； bitterly。 〃You might work harder and storm less。〃
This had produced a scene which she had escaped by going for a walk。 Almost at the very moment when she had returned Aileen had appeared。 It was a way out。
She had cheered up； and accepted； dressed。 So had Sohlberg。 Apparently smiling and happy； they had set out on the drive。 Now； as Cowperwood spoke； she glanced about her contentedly。 〃I'm lovely；〃 she thought； 〃and he loves me。 How wonderful it would be if we dared。〃 But she said aloud： 〃I'm not so very nice。 It's just the daydon't you think so？ It's a simple dress。 I'm not very happy； though； to…night； either。〃
〃What's the matter？〃 he asked； cheeringly； the rumble of the traffic destroying the carrying…power of their voices。 He leaned toward her； very anxious to solve any difficulty which might confront her； perfectly willing to ensnare her by kindness。 〃Isn't there something I can do？ We're going now for a long ride to the pavilion in Jackson Park； and then； after dinner； we'll come back by moonlight。 Won't that be nice？ You must be smiling now and like yourselfhappy。 You have no reason to be otherwise that I know of。 I will do anything for you that you want donethat can be done。 You can have anything you want that I can give you。 What is it？ You know how much I think of you。 If you leave your affairs to me you would never have any troubles of any kind。〃
〃Oh； it isn't anything you can donot now； anyhow。 My affairs！ Oh yes。 What are they？ Very simple； all。〃
She had that delicious atmosphere of remoteness even from herself。 He was enchanted。
〃But you are not simple to me； Rita；〃 he said； softly； 〃nor are your affairs。 They concern me very much。 You are so important to me。 I have told you that。 Don't you see how true it is？ You are a strange complexity to mewonderful。 I'm mad over you。 Ever since I saw you last I have been thinking； thinking。 If you have troubles let me share them。 You are so much to memy only trouble。 I can fix your life。 Join it with mine。 I need you； and you need me。〃
〃Yes；〃 she said； 〃I know。〃 Then she paused。 〃It's nothing much；〃 she went on〃just a quarrel。〃
〃What over？〃
〃Over me； really。〃 The mouth was delicious。 〃I can't swing the censer always； as you say。〃 That thought of his had stuck。 〃It's all right now； though。 Isn't the day lovely； be…yoot…i…ful！〃
Cowperwood looked at her and shook his head。 She was such a treasureso inconsequential。 Aileen； busy driving and talking； could not see or hear。 She was interested in Sohlberg； and the southward crush of vehicles on Michigan Avenue was distracting her attention。 As they drove swiftly past budding trees； kempt lawns； fresh…made flower…beds； open windowsthe whole seductive world of springCowperwood felt as though life had once more taken a fresh start。 His magnetism； if it had been visible； would have enveloped him like a glittering aura。 Mrs。 Sohlberg felt that this was going to be a wonderful evening。
The dinner was at the Parkan open…air chicken a la Maryland affair； with waffles and champagne to help out。 Aileen； flattered by Sohlberg's gaiety under her spell； was having a delightful time； jesting； toasting； laughing； walking on the grass。 Sohlberg was making love to her in a foolish； inconsequential way； as many men were inclined to do； but she was putting him off gaily with 〃silly boy〃 and 〃hush。〃 She was so sure of herself that she was free to tell Cowperwood afterward how emotional he was and how she had to laugh at him。 Cowperwood； quite certain that she was faithful； took it all in good part。 Sohlberg was such a dunce and such a happy convenience ready to his hand。 〃He's not a bad sort；〃 he commented。 〃I rather like him； though I don't think he's so much of a violinist。〃
After dinner they drove along the lake…shore and out through an open bit of tree…blocked prairie land； the moon shining in a clear sky； filling the fields and topping the lake with a silvery effulgence。 Mrs。 Sohlberg was being inoculated with the virus Cowperwood； and it was taking deadly effect。 The tendency of her own disposition； however lethargic it might seem； once it was stirred emotionally； was to act。 She was essentially dynamic and passionate。 Cowperwood was beginning to stand out in her mind as the force that he was。 It would be wonderful to be loved by such a man。 There would be an eager； vivid life between them。 It frightened and drew her like a blazing lamp in the dark。 To get control of herself she talked of art； people； of Paris； Italy； and he responded in like strain； but all the while he smoothed her hand； and once； under the shadow of some trees； he put his hand to her hair； turned her face； and put his mouth softly to her cheek。 She flushed； trembled； turned pale； in the grip of this strange storm； but drew herself together。 It was wonderfulheaven。 Her old life was obviously going to pieces。
〃Listen；〃 he said； guardedly。 〃Will you meet me to…morrow at three just beyond the Rush Street bridge？ I will pick you up promptly。 You won't have to wait a moment。〃
She paused； meditating； dreaming； almost hypnotized by his strange world of fancy。
〃Will you？〃 he asked； eagerly。
〃Wait；〃 she said； softly。 〃Let me think。 Can I？〃
She paused。
〃Yes；〃 she said； after a time； drawing in a deep breath。 〃Yes〃as if she had arranged something in her mind。
〃My sweet；〃 he whispered； pressing her arm； while he looked at her profile in the moonlight。
〃But I'm doing a great deal；〃 she replied； softly； a little breathless and a little pale。
Chapter XVI
A Fateful Interlude
Cowperwood was enchanted。 He kept the proposed tryst with eagerness and found her all that he had hoped。 She was sweeter； more colorful； more elusive than anybody he had ever known。 In their charming apartment on the North Side which he at once engaged； and where he sometimes spent mornings； evenings； afternoons； as opportunity afforded； he studied her with the most critical eye and found her almost flawless。 She had that boundless value which youth and a certain insouciance of manner contribute。 There was； delicious to relate； no melancholy in her nature； but a kind of innate sufficiency which neither looked forward to nor back upon troublesome ills。 She loved beautiful things； but was not extravagant； and what interested him and commanded his respect was that no urgings of his toward prodigality； however subtly advanced； could affect her。 She knew what she wanted； spent carefully； bought tastefully； arrayed herself in ways which appealed to him as the flowers did。 His feeling for her became at times so great that he wished； one might almost have said； to destroy itto appease the urge and allay the pull in himself； but it was useless。 The charm of her endured。 His
