"
She stood up facing him and looked into his eyes.
"You must wait," she said. "I must see Edith, I myself must do that.
All these years she has served you--she has had that privilege."
McGregor looked across the table into the beautiful eyes of the woman
he loved.
"You belong to me even if I do belong to Edith," he said.
"I will see Edith," Margaret answered again.
CHAPTER VI
McGregor left the telling of the story of his love to Margaret. Edith
Carson who knew defeat so well and who had in her the courage of
defeat was to meet defeat at his hands through the undefeated woman
and he let himself forget the whole matter. For a month he had been
trying to get workingmen to take up the idea of the Marching Men
without success and after the talk with Margaret he kept doggedly at
the work.
And then one evening something happened that aroused him. The Marching
Men idea that had become more than half intellectualised became again
a burning passion and the matter of his life with women got itself
cleared up swiftly and finally.
It was night and McGregor stood upon the platform of the Elevated
Railroad at State and Van Buren Streets. He had been feeling guilty
concerning Edith and had been intending to go out to her place but the
scene in the street below fascinated him and he remained standing,
looking along the lighted thoroughfare.
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