Howard and Marian went away to their
cottage at Newport, and he left rigid instructions that no political
editorials were to be published except those which he might send. There he
got typhoid fever and was at the point of death for two weeks.
Marian gave herself to nursing him, stayed close beside him, read books and
the newspapers to him throughout his convalescence. They were more intimate
than they had been for years. A feeling bearing a remote resemblance to the
love he had once had for her arose out of his weakness and dependence and
his seclusion from the instruments and objects of his ambition. And she
swept aside the barriers she had erected between herself and him and
returned, as nearly as one may, to the love and interest of their early
days together.
In the first week of September came Stokely with Senator Hereford, the
chairman of the "Plutocracy" campaign committee.
"I shall not annoy you with evasions," said Hereford, "as Mr. Stokely
assures me that I may speak freely to you, that you personally are with us.
The fact is, our campaign is in a bad way, especially in New York State,
and there especially in New York City."
"You surprise me," said Howard. "All my information has come from the
newspapers which my wife reads me.
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