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ane Cross; the smooth…faced; pasty…souled artist who had charge; was a rake at heart; a subtle seducer of women; who; however; escaped detection by a smooth; conventional bearing。  He was interested in such girls as Georgia Timberlake; Irma Ottley; a rosy; aggressive maiden who essayed comic roles; and Stephanie Platow。  These; with another girl; Ethel Tuckerman; very emotional and romantic; who could dance charmingly and sing; made up a group of friends which became very close。 Presently intimacies sprang up; only in this realm; instead of ending in marriage; they merely resulted in sex liberty。  Thus Ethel Tuckerman became the mistress of Lane Cross; an illicit attachment grew up between Irma Ottley and a young society idler by the name of Bliss Bridge; and Gardner Knowles; ardently admiring Stephanie Platow literally seized upon her one afternoon in her own home; when he went ostensibly to interview her; and overpersuaded her。  She was only reasonably fond of him; not in love; but; being generous; nebulous; passionate; emotional; inexperienced; voiceless; and vainly curious; without any sense of the meums and teums that govern society in such matters; she allowed this rather brutal thing to happen。  She was not a cowardwas too nebulous and yet forceful to be such。  Her parents never knew。  And once so launched; another worldthat of sex satisfactionbegan to dawn on her。

Were these young people evil? Let the social philosopher answer。  One thing is certain: They did not establish homes and raise children。  On the contrary; they led a gay; butterfly existence for nearly two years; then came a gift in the lute。  Quarrels developed over parts; respective degrees of ability; and leadership。 Ethel Tuckerman fell out with Lane Cross; because she discovered him making love to Irma Ottley。  Irma and Bliss Bridge released each other; the latter transferring his affections to Georgia Timberlake。  Stephanie Platow; by far the most individual of them all; developed a strange inconsequence as to her deeds。  It was when she was drawing near the age of twenty that the affair with Gardner Knowles began。  After a time Lane Cross; with his somewhat earnest attempt at artistic interpretation and his superiority in the matter of yearshe was forty; and young Knowles only twenty…four seemed more interesting to Stephanie; and he was quick to respond。 There followed an idle; passionate union with this man; which seemed important; but was not so at all。  And then it was that Stephanie began dimly to perceive that it was on and on that the blessings lie; that somewhere there might be some man much more remarkable than either of these; but this was only a dream。  She thought of Cowperwood at times; but he seemed to her to be too wrapped up in grim tremendous things; far apart from this romantic world of amateur dramatics in which she was involved。




Chapter XXV



Airs from the Orient

Cowperwood gained his first real impression of Stephanie at the Garrick Players; where he went with Aileen once to witness a performance of 〃Elektra。〃 He liked Stephanie particularly in this part; and thought her beautiful。  One evening not long afterward he noticed her in his own home looking at his jades; particularly a row of bracelets and ear…rings。  He liked the rhythmic outline of her body; which reminded him of a letter S in motion。  Quite suddenly it came over him that she was a remarkable girlvery destined; perhaps; to some significant future。  At the same time Stephanie was thinking of him。

〃Do you find them interesting?〃 he asked; stopping beside her。

〃I think they're wonderful。  Those dark…greens; and that pale; fatty white! I can see how beautiful they would be in a Chinese setting。  I have always wished we could find a Chinese or Japanese play to produce sometime。〃

〃Yes; with your black hair those ear…rings would look well;〃 said Cowperwood。

He had never deigned to comment on a feature of hers before。  She turned her dark; brown…black eyes on himvelvety eyes with a kind of black glow in themand now he noticed how truly fine they were; and how nice were her handsbrown almost as a Malay's。

He said nothing more; but the next day an unlabeled box was delivered to Stephanie at her home containing a pair of jade ear…rings; a bracelet; and a brooch with Chinese characters intagliated。  Stephanie was beside herself with delight。  She gathered them up in her hands and kissed them; fastening the ear…rings in her ears and adjusting the bracelet and ring。  Despite her experience with her friends and relatives; her stage associates; and her paramours; she was still a little unschooled in the world。  Her heart was essentially poetic and innocent。  No one had ever given her much of anythingnot even her parents。  Her allowance thus far in life had been a pitiful six dollars a week outside of her clothing。  As she surveyed these pretty things in the privacy of her room she wondered oddly whether Cowperwood was growing to like her。  Would such a strong; hard business man be interested in her? She had heard her father say he was becoming very rich。  Was she a great actress; as some said she was; and would strong; able types of men like Cowperwood take to hereventually? She had heard of Rachel; of Nell Gwynne; of the divine Sarah and her loves。  She took the precious gifts and locked them in a black…iron box which was sacred to her trinkets and her secrets。

The mere acceptance of these things in silence was sufficient indication to Cowperwood that she was of a friendly turn of mind。 He waited patiently until one day a letter came to his officenot his houseaddressed; 〃Frank Algernon Cowperwood; Personal。〃 It was written in a small; neat; careful hand; almost printed。

I don't know how to thank you for your wonderful present。  I didn't mean you should give them to me; and I know you sent them。  I shall keep them with pleasure and wear them with delight。  It was so nice of you to do this。

                                       STEPHANIE PLATOW。

Cowperwood studied the handwriting; the paper; the phraseology。  For a girl of only a little over twenty this was wise and reserved and tactful。  She might have written to him at his residence。  He gave her the benefit of a week's time; and then found her in his own home one Sunday afternoon。  Aileen had gone calling; and Stephanie was pretending to await her return。

〃It's nice to see you there in that window;〃 he said。  〃You fit your background perfectly。〃

〃Do I?〃 The black…brown eyes burned soulfully。  The panneling back of her was of dark oak; burnished by the rays of an afternoon winter sun。

Stephanie Platow had dressed for this opportunity。  Her full; rich; short black hair was caught by a childish band of blood…red ribbon; holding it low over her temples and ears。  Her lithe body; so harmonious in its graven roundness; was clad in an apple…green bodice; and a black skirt with gussets of red about the hem; her smooth arms; from the elbows down; were bare。  On one wrist was the jade bracelet he had given her。  Her stockings were apple…green silk; and; despite the chill of the day; her feet were shod in enticingly low slippers with brass buckles。

Cowperwood retired to the hall to hang up his overcoat and came back smiling。

〃Isn't Mrs。 Cowperwood about?〃

〃The butler says she's out calling; but I thought I'd wait a little while; anyhow。  She may come back。〃

She turned up a dark; smiling face to him; with languishing; inscrutable eyes; and he recognized the artist at last; full and clear。

〃I see you like my bracelet; don't you?〃

〃It's beautiful;〃 she replied; looking down and surveying it dreamily。  〃I don't always wear it。  I carry it in my muff。  I've just put it on for a little while。  I carry them all with me always。 I love them so。  I like to feel them。〃

She opened a small chamois bag beside herlying with her handkerchief and a sketch…book which she always carriedand took out the ear…rings and brooch。

Cowperwood glowed with a strange feeling of approval and enthusiasm at this manifestation of real interest。  He liked jade himself very much; but more than that the feeling that prompted this expression in another。  Roughly speaking; it might have been said of him that yo

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