“The life of a private secretary is positively one of
slavery. The latter appeared to contain several papers,
which Jack carefully put by, in the hope that they might turn out of importance in
a scheme of vengeance which he meditated against the thief-taker. She killed a
man who was squatting outside of a freezing brick shanty
on the southern edge of Chicago as he waited for his
dealer. “Well,” she said. I loved her beyond anything in
heaven or on earth—to idolatry. But in its stead—toward
morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime,
appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the
poet and the novelist in him. She reminded him sometimes of the one holy and ineffable Madonna, at others
of Berode, the great courtezan of her day, who had sent kings away from her
doors, and had just announced her intention of ending her life in a convent.
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