"
"I'd enjoy it more if I'd had my dinner."
The man laughed.
"You are a most brazen combination of the mundane and the spiritual,
Natalie. You are all soul - after you are fed. Come on. It's
near here."
Audrey's hands were very cold. By the movement of the crowd behind
her, she knew that Natalie and Rodney were making their escape,
toward food and a quiet talk in some obscure restaurant in the
neighborhood. Fierce anger shook her. For this she and Clayton
were giving up the only hope they had of happiness - that Natalie
might carry on a cheap and stealthy flirtation.
She made a magnificent appeal that night, and a very successful
one. The lethargic crowd waked up and pressed forward. There
were occasional cheers, and now and then the greater tribute of
convinced silence. And on a box in the wagon the young clergyman
eyed her almost wistfully. What a woman she was! With such a
woman a man could live up to the best in him. Then he remembered
his salary in a mission church of twelve hundred a year, and sighed.
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