He had the capital, she
considered, and there was no question of his ability. Her faith in his
power to encompass whatever he set about was strong. Other men, less
gifted, had acquired wealth, power, even a measure of fame, from a less
auspicious beginning. Why not he?
It seemed absurd to bury one's self in an uninhabited waste, when life
held forth so much to be grasped. Her friends told her so--thus
confirming her own judgment. But she could never quite bring herself
to put it in so many words to Bill.
CHAPTER XXVI
A BUSINESS PROPOSITION
The cycle of weeks brought them to January. They had dropped into
something of a routine in their daily lives. Bill's interest and
participation in social affairs became negligible. Of Hazel's circle
he classed some half dozen people as desirable acquaintances, and saw
more or less of them--Kitty Brooks and her husband; Vesta Lorimer, a
keen-witted young woman upon whom nature had bestowed a double portion
of physical attractiveness and a talent akin to genius for the painting
of miniatures; her Brother Paul, who was the silent partner in a
brokerage firm; Doctor Hart, a silent, grim-visaged physician, whose
vivacious wife was one of Hazel's new intimates.
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