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The Iron Heel

CHAPTER II
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I felt that under the guise of an intellectual swashbuckler was a delicate and sensitive spirit.

I sensed this, in ways I knew not, save that they were my woman's intuitions.
There was something in that clarion-call of his that went to my heart.
It still rang in my ears, and I felt that I should like to hear it again--and to see again that glint of laughter in his eyes that belied the impassioned seriousness of his face.

And there were further reaches of vague and indeterminate feelings that stirred in me.

I almost loved him then, though I am confident, had I never seen him again, that the vague feelings would have passed away and that I should easily have forgotten him.
But I was not destined never to see him again.

My father's new-born interest in sociology and the dinner parties he gave would not permit.
Father was not a sociologist.


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