To-morrow and to-morrow ... a novel

by Stephen McKenna

“And if he repudiates her repudiation?”

“She’ll repudiate him.”

“Um. I rather hoped, when I saw them together . . .”

“Husbands and wives who get on well in public always arouse my worst suspicions,” said Barbara. “No, there’s no change.”

I was still pondering our hard-worked phrase when we re-entered our “gilded cage”; and Barbara had slipped away to bed before I could ask her whether a man erred more grievously by doing everything that his wife demanded or nothing.

CHAPTER FIVE

“UN SACRIFICE INUTILE”

“. . . They say, the tongues of dying men

Enforce attention, like deep harmony;

Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain;