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Locke, William John, 1863-1930

"Simon the Jester"


"And she knows it?"
"I have told her so."
"Then why in the world has she run away?"
"Because you two wonderful and divinely foolish people have been too big
for each other. While you were impressed by one quality in her she was
equally impressed by another in you. She departed, burning her ships, so
as to go entirely out of my life for the simple reason, as she herself
expresses it, that she was not fit to black your boots. So," said I,
taking her left hand in mine and patting it gently, "between you two
dear, divine angel fools, I fall to the ground."
A while later, just before we parted, she said in her frank way:
"I know many people would say I've behaved with shocking
impropriety--immodestly and all that. You don't, do you? I believe half
the unhappiness in life comes from people being afraid to go straight
at things. Perhaps I've gone too straight this time--but you'll forgive
me?"
I smiled and squeezed her hand. "My dear," said I, "Lola Brandt was
right. You are God's good angel.


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