The game . 17 THE GAME ence in her words be-traying recent and un-satisfactory discussion- For a fleeting mo-ment a shadow dark-ened his boyish face,to be replaced by theglow of was only a boy, /as she was only a girl— two young things onthe threshold of life, house-renting and buying carpets together. Whats the good of worrying ? hequestioned. Its the last go, the verylast. He smiled at her, but she saw on hisiips the unconscious and all but breathedsigh of renunciation, and with the instinc-tive monopoly of woman for her mate, she. i8 THE GAME feared this thing she did not unde
The game . 17 THE GAME ence in her words be-traying recent and un-satisfactory discussion- For a fleeting mo-ment a shadow dark-ened his boyish face,to be replaced by theglow of was only a boy, /as she was only a girl— two young things onthe threshold of life, house-renting and buying carpets together. Whats the good of worrying ? hequestioned. Its the last go, the verylast. He smiled at her, but she saw on hisiips the unconscious and all but breathedsigh of renunciation, and with the instinc-tive monopoly of woman for her mate, she. i8 THE GAME feared this thing she did not understandand which gripped his life so strongly. You know the go with ONeil clearedthe last payment on mothers house, hewent on. And thats off mymind. Now this last withPonta will give me a hundreddollars in bank — an evenhundred, thats the purse— for you and me tostart on, a disregarded the moneyappeal. But you like it, this— this game you call it. Why? He lacked speech-expression. He ex-pressed himself with his hands, at his work,and with his body and the play of his mus-cles in the squared ring; but to tell withhis own lips the charm of the squared ringwas beyond him. Yet he essayed, and halt-
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