IV

“I AM going to put you in this room, Paula dear
(after considerable persuasion, Dorofée had
been induced to overcome her awe of dear clever
Mrs. Templewaite sufficiently to say ‘Paula’),
because I think it just suits you.”

“It is very nice,” said Paula graciously. By
this time she had rather forgotten it was Dolly
who had shown her how it was her part in life
to bring love to all the W0rld—all the men in the
world, that is. She had forgotten that it was
Dolly also who so appreciated her (Paula’s)
complex nature as to see that no one person could
ever understand that nature. Paula had a slip-
pery memory; and she was disposed once more to
be just a little condescending to “simple little
Dolly—poor, brilliant MichaePs wife.”

“Yes, Dolly, it is very nice. I’ll just sit down
and rest a bit before my trunks come.” She ar-
ranged her pink sheath carefully in a low uphol-
stered chair. She was a big woman: the chairs
in this soft faienced old room had not been built
for big women.

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