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ot　go　on；　and　love

all　the　types　I　fancy；　one　after　another；　if　love　is　an　end　in

itself？　There　are　plenty　of　men　who　aren't　Anton；　whom　I　could

love……whom　I　would　like　to　love。〃

〃Then　you　don't　love　him；〃　said　Dorothy。

〃I　tell　you　I　do；……quite　as　much；　and　perhaps　more　than

I　should　love　any　of　the　others。　Only　there　are　plenty　of　things

that　aren't　in　Anton　that　I　would　love　in　the　other　men。〃

〃What；　for　instance？〃

〃It　doesn't　matter。　But　a　sort　of　strong　understanding；　in

some　men；　and　then　a　dignity；　a　directness；　something

unquestioned　that　there　is　in　working　men；　and　then　a　jolly；

reckless　passionateness　that　you　see……a　man　who　could

really　let　go〃

Dorothy　could　feel　that　Ursula　was　already　hankering　after

something　else；　something　that　this　man　did　not　give　her。

〃The　question　is；　what　do　you　want；〃　propounded

Dorothy。　〃Is　it　just　other　men？〃

Ursula　was　silenced。　This　was　her　own　dread。　Was　she　just

promiscuous？

〃Because　if　it　is；〃　continued　Dorothy；　〃you'd　better　marry

Anton。　The　other　can　only　end　badly。〃

So　out　of　fear　of　herself　Ursula　was　to　marry　Skrebensky。

He　was　very　busy　now；　preparing　to　go　to　India。　He　must　visit

relatives　and　contract　business。　He　was　almost　sure　of　Ursula

now。　She　seemed　to　have　given　in。　And　he　seemed　to　bee　again

an　important；　self…assured　man。

It　was　the　first　week　in　August；　and　he　was　one　of　a　large

party　in　a　bungalow　on　the　Lincolnshire　coast。　It　was　a　tennis；

golf；　motor…car；　motor…boat　party；　given　by　his　great…aunt；　a

lady　of　social　pretensions。　Ursula　was　invited　to　spend　the　week

with　the　party。

She　w