the titan-第66章
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〃I know Frank Cowperwood by reputation； anyhow；〃 she exclaimed； holding out a small； white； jeweled hand； the nails of which at their juncture with the flesh were tinged with henna； and the palms of which were slightly rouged。 Her eyes blazed； and her teeth gleamed。 〃One can scarcely read of anything else in the Chicago papers。〃
Cowperwood returned his most winning beam。 〃I'm delighted to meet you； Mrs。 Hand。 I have read of you； too。 But I hope you don't believe all the papers say about me。〃
〃And if I did it wouldn't hurt you in my estimation。 To do is to be talked about in these days。〃
Cowperwood； because of his desire to employ the services of Hand； was at his best。 He kept the conversation within conventional lines； but all the while he was exchanging secret； unobserved smiles with Mrs。 Hand； whom he realized at once had married Hand for his money； and was bent； under a somewhat jealous espionage； to have a good time anyhow。 There is a kind of eagerness that goes with those who are watched and wish to escape that gives them a gay； electric awareness and sparkle in the presence of an opportunity for release。 Mrs。 Hand had this。 Cowperwood； a past master in this matter of femininity； studied her hands； her hair； her eyes； her smile。 After some contemplation he decided； other things being equal； that Mrs。 Hand would do； and that he could be interested if she were very much interested in him。 Her telling eyes and smiles； the heightened color of her cheeks indicated after a time that she was。
Meeting him on the street one day not long after they had first met； she told him that she was going for a visit to friends at Oconomowoc； in Wisconsin。
〃I don't suppose you ever get up that far north in summer； do you？〃 she asked； with an air； and smiled。
〃I never have；〃 he replied； 〃but there's no telling what I might do if I were bantered。 I suppose you ride and canoe？〃
〃Oh yes； and play tennis and golf； too。〃
〃But where would a mere idler like me stay？〃
〃Oh； there are several good hotels。 There's never any trouble about that。 I suppose you ride yourself？〃
〃After a fashion；〃 replied Cowperwood； who was an expert。
Witness then the casual encounter on horseback； early one Sunday morning in the painted hills of Wisconsin； of Frank Algernon Cowperwood and Caroline Hand。 A jaunty； racing canter； side by side； idle talk concerning people； scenery； conveniences； his usual direct suggestions and love…making； and then； subsequently
The day of reckoning； if such it might be called； came later。
Caroline Hand was； perhaps； unduly reckless。 She admired Cowperwood greatly without really loving him。 He found her interesting； principally because she was young； debonair； sufficienta new type。 They met in Chicago after a time instead of in Wisconsin； then in Detroit （where she had friends）； then in Rockford； where a sister had gone to live。 It was easy for him with his time and means。 Finally； Duane Kingsland； wholesale flour merchant； religious； moral； conventional； who knew Cowperwood and his repute； encountered Mrs。 Hand and Cowperwood first near Oconomowoc one summer's day； and later in Randolph Street； near Cowperwood's bachelor rooms。 Being the man that he was and knowing old Hand well； he thought it was his duty to ask the latter if his wife knew Cowperwood intimately。 There was an explosion in the Hand home。 Mrs。 Hand； when confronted by her husband； denied； of course； that there was anything wrong between her and Cowperwood。 Her elderly husband； from a certain telltale excitement and resentment in her manner； did not believe this。 He thought once of confronting Cowperwood； but； being heavy and practical； he finally decided to sever all business relationships with him and fight him in other ways。 Mrs。 Hand was watched very closely； and a suborned maid discovered an old note she had written to Cowperwood。 An attempt to persuade her to leave for Europeas old Butler had once attempted to send Aileen years beforeraised a storm of protest； but she went。 Hand； from being neutral if not friendly； became quite the most dangerous and forceful of all Cowperwood's Chicago enemies。 He was a powerful man。 His wrath was boundless。 He looked upon Cowperwood now as a dark and dangerous manone of whom Chicago would be well rid。
Chapter XXXII
A Supper Party
Since the days in which Aileen had been left more or less lonely by Cowperwood； however； no two individuals had been more faithful in their attentions than Taylor Lord and Kent McKibben。 Both were fond of her in a general way； finding her interesting physically and temperamentally； but； being beholden to the magnate for many favors； they were exceedingly circumspect in their attitude toward her； particularly during those early years in which they knew that Cowperwood was intensely devoted to her。 Later they were not so careful。
It was during this latter period that Aileen came gradually； through the agency of these two men； to share in a form of mid…world life that was not utterly dull。 In every large city there is a kind of social half world； where artists and the more adventurous of the socially unconventional and restless meet for an exchange of things which cannot be counted mere social form and civility。 It is the age…old world of Bohemia。 Hither resort those 〃accidentals〃 of fancy that make the stage； the drawing…room； and all the schools of artistic endeavor interesting or peculiar。 In a number of studios in Chicago such as those of Lane Cross and Rhees Crier； such little circles were to be found。 Rhees Crier； for instance； a purely parlor artist； with all the airs； conventions； and social adaptability of the tribe； had quite a following。 Here and to several other places by turns Taylor Lord and Kent McKibben conducted Aileen； both asking and obtaining permission to be civil to her when Cowperwood was away。
Among the friends of these two at this time was a certain Polk Lynde； an interesting society figure； whose father owned an immense reaper works； and whose time was spent in idling； racing； gambling； socializinganything； in short； that it came into his head to do。 He was tall； dark； athletic； straight； muscular； with a small dark mustache； dark； black…brown eyes； kinky black hair； and a fine； almost military carriagewhich he clothed always to the best advantage。 A clever philanderer； it was quite his pride that he did not boast of his conquests。 One look at him； however； by the initiated； and the story was told。 Aileen first saw him on a visit to the studio of Rhees Grier。 Being introduced to him very casually on this occasion； she was nevertheless clearly conscious that she was encountering a fascinating man； and that he was fixing her with a warm； avid eye。 For the moment she recoiled from him as being a little too brazen in his stare； and yet she admired the general appearance of him。 He was of that smart world that she admired so much； and from which now apparently she was hopelessly debarred。 That trig； bold air of his realized for her at last the type of man； outside of Cowperwood； whom she would prefer within limits to admire her。 If she were going to be 〃bad；〃 as she would have phrased it to herself； she would be 〃bad〃 with a man such as he。 He would be winsome and coaxing； but at the same time strong； direct； deliciously brutal； like her Frank。 He had； too； what Cowperwood could not have； a certain social air or swagger which came with idleness； much loafing； a sense of social superiority and securitya devil…may…care insouciance which recks little of other people's will or whims。
When she next saw him； which was several weeks later at an affair of the Courtney Tabors； friends of Lord's； he exclaimed：
〃Oh yes。 By George！ You're the Mrs。 Cowperwood I met several weeks ago at Rhees Grier's studio。 I've not forgotten you。 I've seen you in my eye all over Chicago。 Taylor Lord introduced me to you。 Say； but you're a beautiful woman！〃
He leaned ingratiatingly； whimsically； admiringly near。
Aileen realized that for so early in the afternoon； and considering the crowd； he was curiously enthusiastic。 The truth was that because of some rounds he had made elsewhere he was verging tow
