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Chapter XVIII

           Idon’tknowwhatI’mdoing."Shelookedatayoungmanstrollingtowardher,andasked:"Ihavetoexplaintohim.He’stheoneIhadthisdancewith."

           Cowperwoodunderstood.Hewalkedaway.Hewasquitewarmandtensenow—almostnervous.Itwasquitecleartohimthathehaddoneorwascontemplatingperhapsaverytreacherousthing.Underthecurrentcodeofsocietyhehadnorighttodoit.Itwasagainsttherules,astheywereunderstoodbyeverybody.Herfather,forinstance—hisfather—everyoneinthisparticularwalkoflife.However,muchbreakingoftherulesunderthesurfaceofthingstheremightbe,theruleswerestillthere.Ashehadheardoneyoungmanremarkonceatschool,whensomestoryhadbeentoldofaboyleadingagirlastrayandtoadisastrousend,"Thatisn’tthewayatall."

           Still,nowthathehadsaidthis,strongthoughtsofherwereinhismind.Anddespitehisinvolvedsocialandfinancialposition,whichhenowrecalled,itwasinterestingtohimtoseehowdeliberatelyandevencalculatingly—andworse,enthusiastically—hewaspumpingthebellowsthattendedonlytoheightentheflamesofhisdesireforthisgirl;tofeedafirethatmightultimatelyconsumehim—andhowdeliberatelyandresourcefully!

           Aileentoyedaimlesslywithherfanasablack-haired,thin-facedyounglawstudenttalkedtoher,andseeingNorahinthedistancesheaskedtobeallowedtorunovertoher

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