I was by that time somwhat calmer, but glad to sit down, owing to my knees feeling queer.
“I think it is magnifacent,” I said.
“I wish there were more like you,” he observed. “Just a moment, I have to make a change here. No need to go out. There’s a screan for that very purpose.”
He went behind the screan, and the man handed him a raged shirt over the top of it, while I sat in a chair and dreamed. What I reflected, would the School say if it but knew! I felt no remorce. I was there, and beyond the screan, changing into the garments of penury, was the only member of the Other Sex I had ever felt I could truly care for.
Dear Dairy, I am tired and my head aches. I cannot write it all. He was perfectly respectfull, and only his eyes showed his true feelings. The woman who is the Adventuress in the play came to the Door, but he motioned her away with a waive of the hand. And at last it was over, and he was asking me to come again soon, and if I would care to have one of his pictures.
I am very sleepy tonight, but I cannot close this record of a w-o-n-d-e-r-f-u-l d-a-y——
January 24th. Cold worse.
Not hearing from Carter Brooks I telephoned him just now. He is sore about Beresford and said he would not come to the house. So I have asked him to meet me in the Park, and said that there were only to more days, this being Thursday.
Later: I have seen Carter, and he has a fine plan. If only father will do it.
He says the Theme is that the world owes Adrian a living, and that the way to do is to put that strongly before the people.