dBooks desire

He was
within his rights.''
Mildred hesitated, confessed: ``I had thought of
going back to him and acting in such a way that he'd
be glad to give me a divorce and an allowance.''
``Yes, you might do that,'' said her mother. ``A
great many women do. And, after all, haven't they a
right to? A lady has got to have proper support, and
is it just to ask her to live with a man she loathes?''
``I haven't thought of the right or wrong of it,'' said
Mildred. ``It looks to me as though right and wrong
have very little to do with life as it's lived. They're for
hypocrites--and fools.''
``Mildred!'' exclaimed her mother, deeply shocked.
Mildred was not a little shocked at her own thoughts
as she inspected them in the full light into which speech
had dragged them. ``Anyhow,'' she went on, ``I soon
saw that such a plan was hopeless. He's not the man to
be trifled with. Long before I could drive him to give
me a living and let me go he would have driven me to
flight or suicide.''
Her mother had now had time to reflect upon Mildred's
revelations.


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