I have only the vaguest
recollection of what she looked like.
"Minetta Lane and the Grand Canyon! What a hideous, what a grotesque
coupling of names! I have never seen the one of them since I was
fourteen and the other but once, yet these two have absolutely made my
life. Don't scold me, Lucy! I know you have begged me never to
mention Minetta Lane again. But to you, I must. Do you know what I
thought to-night after I left the British Ambassador? I thought that
I'd like to be in Luigi's second floor again, with a deck of cards and
the old gang. The old gang! They've all except Luigi been in
Sing-Sing or dead, these many years. Yet the desire was so strong that
only the thought of you and your dear, faithful eyes kept me from
charging like a wild elephant into a Pullman office and getting a berth
to New York."
Enoch dropped his pen and stared long at the only picture in his room,
a beautiful Moran painting of Bright Angel trail. Finally, he rose and
turned off the light. When Jonas listened at the door at half after
midnight, the sound of Enoch's steady, regular breathing sent that
faithful soul complacently to bed.
CHAPTER IV
DIANA ALLEN
"If only someone had taught me ethics as Christ taught them, while I
was still a little boy, I would be a finer citizen, now.
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