"I  don't  like  your  having  anything  to  do  with  that  sort
of  woman,"  remarked  Julian.
"We  were  in  the  manicure  shop  together,  but  she  hasn't
been  lucky."

"Not  so  lucky  as  you,  Little  Bear,"  he  said,  pressing  my
arm.
"No,"  I  replied,  "not  so  lucky."


Chapter  VH
Never  Again


SOMETIMES  I  wish  I  had  proper  pride,  and  the  right
kind  of  feelings.  Life  would  bel  easier.  When  I
discovered  that  Julian  had  practically  arranged  an  irregular
alliance  between  Christine  and  Mr.  Pawlett,  I  suppose  I
ought  to  have  drawn  myself  up  to  my  full  height  and  said,
"All  is  over  between  us,  sir."  Only  life  is  a  long  way  from
the  Lyceum.  One's  weak.  One  loves.  Another  way  of
putting  it.  Instead,  well,  I  didn't  accept  what  he'd  done,
but  I  decided  to  let  it  alone.  Being  a  woman,  I  could  tell
myself  that  I  wasn't  qualified  to  criticize  business  methods.
At  least  that's  how  I  put  it  to  myself  in  the  end.
So  we  lived  very  happily  for  the  next  three  or  four  months.
