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"I can't Clay!"
"Why not?"
"It's too valuable. I can't take valuable presents from men."
"It's value hasn't anything to do with it."
"I'm not wearing jewelry, anyhow."
"Audrey," he said gravely, "it isn't the pearl. It isn't its value.
That's absurd. Don't you understand that I would like to think that
you have something I have given you?"
When she sat still, thinking over what he had said, he slipped the
chain around her neck and clasped it. Then he stooped down, very
gravely, and kissed her.
"For my silent partner!" he said.
In all those weeks, that was the only time he had kissed her. He
knew quite well the edge of the gulf they stood on, and he was
determined not to put the burden of denial on her. He felt a real
contempt for men who left the strength of refusal to a woman, who
pleaded, knowing that the woman's strength would save them from
themselves, and that if she weakened, the responsibility was hers.
So he fed on the husks of love, and was, if not happy, happier.


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