Killed it so completely
he does not even feel resentment toward you. To-day, he would do you a
favour, if he could; but love you, no! That is over!"
Edith Carr stood truly regal and filled with scorn. "You are mistaken!
Nothing on earth could kill that!" she cried, and Elnora saw that the
girl really believed what she said.
"You are very sure of yourself!" said Elnora.
"I have reason to be sure," answered Edith Carr.
"We have lived and loved too long. I have had years with him to match
against your days. He is mine! His work, his ambitions, his friends, his
place in society are with me. You may have a summer charm for a sick man
in the country; if he tried placing you in society, he soon would see
you as others will. It takes birth to position, schooling, and endless
practice to meet social demands gracefully. You would put him to shame
in a week."
"I scarcely think I should follow your example so far," said Elnora
dryly. "I have a feeling for Philip that would prevent my hurting him
purposely, either in public or private. As for managing a social career
for him he never mentioned that he desired such a thing. What he asked
of me was that I should be his wife. I understood that to mean that he
desired me to keep him a clean house, serve him digestible food, mother
his children, and give him loving sympathy and tenderness."
"Shameless!" cried Edith Carr.
"To which of us do you intend that adjective to apply?" inquired Elnora.
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