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Page 23
ROGER
I wish it were only forgetting--it's remembering.
MARGARET
Oh Roger, don't I know? But you mustn't!
ROGER
I suppose not. I suppose not.
MARGARET
I knew all along, and I kept away. How you felt, I mean. I ought to have
come over a week ago. You haven't anybody to talk to--that's the trouble,
Roger, really. I know. Now let's have the whole thing out. Come. And don't
be afraid of me. Why, I could tie you all up in bandages if you needed it.
And not flinch.
ROGER
Yes, I guess you could.... It's, it's absurd how well I keep!
MARGARET
Hm. Isn't it? You ought to be wilting away like a rose. But no, you keep
your splendid strength and go on with two or three men's work! What would
your mother think if she heard you talking like that? Don't you know that
you couldn't please her better than by going on as you are?
ROGER
That's so. Of course. But that really isn't what I was thinking of. I was
thinking how queer this whole business is. Take our family. As far back as
I know we were always struggling along with many children and few means. I
am the first one who could really make money. And just when I could make
mother comfortable and easy ... besides, I'm all alone.
MARGARET
Ah, Roger, of course you feel that way! But you don't really appreciate
that wonderful mother of yours. Do you think her happiness depended on
having a new house, and a car?
ROGER
No....
MARGARET
Didn't she round out her life beautifully? Wasn't she repaid for her
struggles by seeing you succeed? Didn't she pass away as quietly as going
to sleep? And wasn't her marriage happy? You don't know how much a woman
will meet with, if she's happy!
ROGER
That part of it I can face all right, though I suppose it's hard for the
ordinary selfish man to realize that love like mother's is its own reward.
But toward the end she suffered--she worried....
MARGARET
I know she did. She told me.
ROGER
She told you? I didn't know that.
MARGARET
We were good friends, your mother and I--and women. That's why she told
me. And I think I reassured her.
ROGER
Oh! She did seem to get mightily comforted, just at the last. I never
understood why.
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