to do with his homelessness. The distrac- tion of the theatre over, that dull, vague, but aching sense of loneliness which was daily growing upon him returned with greater vigor.

He leaned back in the coupé and gloomily reflected.

He had been married scarcely a year, yet even in the illusions of the honeymoon the woman, older than himself, and the widow of his old patron, had half unconsciously reasserted herself, and slipped back into the domination of her old position. It was at first pleasant enough,—-this half-maternal protectorate which is apt to mingle even with the afiections of younger women,— and Clarence, in his easy, half-feminine intui- tion of the sex, yielded, as the strong are apt to yield, through the very consciousness of their own superiority. But this is a quality the weaker are not apt to recognize, and the woman who has once tasted equal power with her husband not only does not easily relegate it, but even makes its contin- uance a test of the afiections. The usual triumphant feminine conclusion, “Then you no longer love me,” had in Clarence’s brief experience gone even further and reached