Some one was standing beside him. How to hold her, how to keep her at his side; this was the problem with which he struggled. She pitted aspirants against each other in any way imaginable, with tests of science, math, and sometimes will alone. Fortescue raised his eyebrows and assumed a light-comedy expression. But he was wide awake. She is your sister, and God knows I wish her none. She parted the curtains to find him standing there. It is her duty to tell me, and I would not have her think that I had been trying to work upon your sympathies to learn her secrets. Why? While the front of his mind was busy warning her not to fall into the hopeless miseries of underpaid teaching, and explaining his idea that for women of initiative, quite as much as for men, the world of business had by far the best chances, the back chambers of his brain were busy with the problem of that “Why?” His first idea as a man of the world was to explain her unrest by a lover, some secret or forbidden or impossible lover.
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