eyes； the length of their noses； and the circumstances of their existence； but something inside them meant the same thing； wanted the same release； would have left the same impression on the memory of an onlooker。 Later； and when he grew older and married a young wife； the doctor often talked to her of the hours spent with the sick woman and expressed a good many things he had been un… able to express to Elizabeth。 He was almost a poet in his old age and his notion of what happened took a poetic turn。 〃I had come to the time in my life when prayer became necessary and so I invented gods and prayed to them；〃 he said。 〃I did not say my prayers in words nor did I kneel down but sat perfectly still in my chair。 In the late afternoon when it was hot and quiet on Main Street or in the winter when the days were gloomy； the gods came into the office and I thought no one knew about them。 Then I found that this woman Elizabeth knew； that she worshipped also the same gods。 I have a notion that she came to the office because she thought the gods would be there but she was happy to find herself not alone just the same。 It was an experience that cannot be explained； although I suppose it is always happening to men and women in all sorts of places。〃
On the summer afternoons when Elizabeth and the doctor sat in the office and talked of their two lives they talked of other lives also。 Sometimes the doctor made philosophic epigrams。 Then he chuck… led with amusement。 Now and then after a period of silence； a word was said or a hint given that strangely illuminated the fife of the speaker； a wish became a desire； or a dream； half dead； flared sud… denly into life。 For the most part the words came from the woman and she said them without looking at the man。
Each time she came to see the doctor the hotel keeper's wife talked a little more freely and after an hour or two in his presence went down the stairway into Main Street feeling renewed and strengthened against the dullness of her days。 With something approaching a girlhood swing to her body she walked along； but when she had got back to her chair by the window of her room and when dark… ness had come on and a girl from the hotel dining room brought her dinner on a tray； she let it grow cold。 Her thoughts ran away to her girlhood with its passionate longing for adventure and she remem… bered the arms of men that had held her when ad… venture was a possible thing for her。 Particularly she remembered one who had for a time been her lover and who in the moment of his passion had cried out to her more than a hundred times； saying the same words madly over and over： 〃You dear！ You dear！ You lovely dear！〃 The words； she thought； ex… pressed something she would have liked to have achieved in life。
In her room in the shabby old hotel the sick wife of the hotel keeper began to weep and； putting her hands to her face； rocked back and forth。 The words of her one friend； Doctor Reefy； rang in her ears。 〃Love is like a wind stirring the grass beneath trees on a black night；〃 he had said。 〃You must not try to make love definite。 It is the divine accident of life。 If you try to be definite and sure about it and to live beneath the trees； where soft night winds blow； the long hot day of disappointment comes swiftly and the gritty dust from passing wagons gathers upon lips inflamed and made tender by kisses。〃
Elizabeth Willard could not remember her mother who had died when she was but five years old。 Her girlhood had been lived in the most haphazard man… ner imaginable。 Her father was a man who had wanted to be let alone and the affairs of the hotel would not let him alone。 He also had lived and died a sick man。 Every day he arose with a cheerful face； but by ten o'clock in the morning all the joy had gone out of his heart。 When a guest complained of the fare in the hotel dining room or one of the girls who made up the beds got married and went away； he stamped on the floor and swore。 At night when he went to bed he thought of his daughter growing up among the stream of people that drifted in and out of the hotel and was overcome with sadness。 As the girl grew older and began to walk out in the evening with men he wanted to talk to her； but when he tried was not successful。 He always forgot what he wanted to say and spent the time complain… ing of his own affairs。
In her girlhood and young womanhood Elizabeth had tried to be a real adventurer in life。 At eighteen life had so gripped her that she was no longer a virgin but； although she had a half dozen lovers before she married Tom Willard； she had never en… tered upon an adventure prompted by desire alone。 Like all the women in the world； she wanted a real lover。 Always there was something she sought blindly； passionately； some hidden wonder in life。 The tall beautiful girl with the swinging stride who had walked under the trees with men was forever putting out her hand into the darkness and trying to get hold of some other hand。 In all the babble of words that fell from the lips of the men with whom she adventured she was trying to find what would be for her the true word；
Elizabeth had married Tom Willard； a clerk in her father's hotel； because he was at hand and wanted to marry at the time when the determination to marry came to her。 For a while； like most young girls； she thought marriage would change the face of life。 If there was in her mind a doubt of the out… come of the marriage with Tom she brushed it aside。 Her father was ill and near death at the time and she was perplexed because of the meaningless out… come of an affair in which she had just been in… volved。 Other girls of her age in Winesburg were marrying men she had always known； grocery clerks or young farmers。 In the evening they walked in Main Street with their husbands and when she passed they smiled happily。 She began to think that the fact of marriage might be full of some hidden significance。 Young wives with whom she talked spoke softly and shyly。 〃It changes things to have a man of your own；〃 they said。
On the evening before her marriage the perplexed girl had a talk with her father。 Later she wondered if the hours alone with the sick man had not led to her decision to marry。 The father talked of his life and advised the daughter to avoid being led into another such muddle。 He abused Tom Willard； and that led Elizabeth to come to the clerk's defense。 The sick man became excited and tried to get out of bed。 When she would not let him walk about he began to complain。 〃I've never been let alone；〃 he said。 〃Although I've worked hard I've not made the hotel pay。 Even now I owe money at the bank。 You'll find that out when I'm gone。〃
The voice of the sick man became tense with ear… nestness。 Being unable to arise； he put out his hand and pulled the girl's head down beside his own。 〃There's a way out；〃 he whispered。 〃Don't marry Tom Willard or anyone else here in Winesburg。 There is eight hundred dollars in a tin box in my trunk。 Take it and go away。〃
Again the sick man's voice became querulous。 〃You've got to promise；〃 he declared。 〃If you won't promise not to marry； give me your word that you'll never tell Tom about the money。 It is mine and if I give it to you I've the right to make that demand。 Hide it away。 It is to make up to you for my failure as a father。 Some time it may prove to be a door； a great open door to you。 Come now； I tell you I'm about to die； give me your promise。〃
In Doctor Reefy's office； Elizabeth； a tired gaunt old woman at forty…one； sat in a chair near the stove and looked at the floor。 By a small desk near the window sat the doctor。 His hands played with a lead pencil that lay on the desk。 Elizabeth talked of her life as a married woman。 She became impersonal and forgot her husband； only using him as a lay figure to give point to her tale。 〃And then I was married and it did not turn out at all；〃 she said bitterly。 〃As soon as I had gone into it I began to be afraid。 Perhaps I knew too much before and then perhaps I found out too much during my first night with him。 I don't remember。
〃What a fool I was。 When father gave me the money and tried to talk me out of the thought of marriage； I would not listen。 I thought of what the girls who were married had said of it and I wanted marriage also。 It wasn't Tom I wanted； it was mar… riage。 When father went to sleep I leaned out of the window and thought of the life I had led。 I didn't want to be a bad woman。 The town was full of sto… ries about me。 I even began to be afraid Tom would change his mind。〃
The woman's voice began to quiver with excite… ment。 To Doctor Reefy； who without realizing what was happening had begun to love her； there came an odd illusion。 He thought that as she talked the woman's body was changing； that she was becom… ing younger； straighter； stronger。 When he could not shake off the illusion his mind gave it a profes… sional twist。 〃It is good for both her body and her mind； this talking；〃 he muttered。
The woman began telling of an incident that had happened one afternoon a few months after her marriage。 Her voice became steadier。 〃In the late afternoon I went for a drive alone；〃 she said。 〃I had a buggy and a little grey pony I kept in Moyer's Livery。 Tom was painting and repapering rooms in the hotel。 He wanted money and I was trying to make up my mind to tell him about the eight hun… dred dollars father had given to me。 I couldn't de… cide to do it。 I didn't like him well enough。 There was always paint on his hands and face during those days and he smelled of paint。 He was trying to fix up the old hotel； and make it new and smart。〃
The excited woman sat up very straight in her chair and made a quick girlish movement with her hand as she told of the drive alone on the spring afternoon。 〃It was cloudy and a storm threatened；〃 she said。 〃Black clouds made the green of the trees and the grass stand out so that the colors hurt my eyes。 I went out Trunion Pike a mile or more and then turned into a side road。 The little horse went quickly along up hill and down。 I was impatient。 Thoughts came and I wanted to get away from my thoughts。 I began to beat the horse。 The black clouds settled do