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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 109 June to November 1904
Year: 1904 (1900s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University-Idaho

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instead of devotinghimself to the wooing of a Northern Con-stituency where he had been adopted asthe candidate of a new Tory group, Cliffelingered obstinately in town, endangeringhis chances, and angering his supporters.Kittys influence over his actions was in-deed patent and undenied, whatevermight be the general opinion as to hereffect upon his heart. Some of Kittysintimates at any rate were convinced thathis absorption in the matter was by now,to say the least, no less eager and per-sistent than hers. At this point it wasby no means still a relation of flatteryon Kittys side and a pleased self-love onhis. It had become a duel of two per-sonalities, or rather two imaginations.In fact, as Kitty, learning the ways ofhis character, became more proudly mis-tress of herself and him, his interest inher visibly increased. It might almost besaid that she was beginning to hold back,and he for the first time pursued. Once or twice he had the grace to askhimself where it was all to end. Was he
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IN THE DRAWING-ROOM CLIFFE READ HIS POEMS THE MAKRIAGE OF WILLIAM ASHE. 897 in love with her? An absurd question!He had paid his heavy tribute to passionif any man ever had, and had alreadyhung up his votive tablet and his gar-ments wet from shipwreck in the templeof the god. But it seemed that, after allsaid and done, the society of a woman,young, beautiful, and capricious, wasstill the best thing which the day—theLondon day at all events—had to bring.At Kittys suggestion he was collectingand revising a new volume of his poems.He and she quarrelled over them per-petually. Sometimes there was not aline which pleased her; and then, again,she would delight him with the homageof sudden tears in her brown eyes, and apraise so ardent and so refined that it al-most compared—as Kitty meant it should—with that of the dead. In the shadeddrawing-room, where every detail pleasedhis taste, Cliffes harsh voice thunderedor murmured verse which was beyond dis-pute the verse of a poet, and th

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