Финансист

Chapter XX

           Aileenhadnospiritualdreadwhatever.Cowperwoodwaswithoutspiritualorreligiousfeeling.Helookedatthisgirl,andhisonethoughtwashowcouldhesodeceivetheworldthathecouldenjoyherloveandleavehispresentstateundisturbed.Loveherhedidsurely.

           BusinessnecessitatedhiscallingattheButlers’quitefrequently,andoneachoccasionhesawAileen.Shemanagedtoslipforwardandsqueezehishandthefirsttimehecametostealaquick,vividkiss;andanothertime,ashewasgoingout,shesuddenlyappearedfrombehindthecurtainshangingattheparlordoor.

           "Honey!"

           Thevoicewassoftandcoaxing.Heturned,givingherawarningnodinthedirectionofherfather’sroomupstairs.

           Shestoodthere,holdingoutonehand,andhesteppedforwardforasecond.Instantlyherarmswereabouthisneck,asheslippedhisaboutherwaist.

           "Ilongtoseeyouso."

           "I,too.I’llfixsomeway.I’mthinking."

           Hereleasedherarms,andwentout,andsherantothewindowandlookedoutafterhim.Hewaswalkingwestonthestreet,forhishousewasonlyafewblocksaway,andshelookedatthebreadthofhisshoulders,thebalanceofhisform.Hesteppedsobriskly,soincisively.Ah,thiswasaman!HewasherFrank.Shethoughtofhiminthatlightalready.Thenshesatdownatthepianoandplayedpensivelyuntildinner.

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