Now trivial as this contact may seem to some, it was of the utmost significance to Clyde. Up to this time he hadnever seen a girl with so much charm who would deign1 to look at him, or so he imagined. And now he had foundone, and she was pretty and actually interested sufficiently2 to accompany him to dinner and to a show. It was true, perhaps, that she was a flirt3, and not really sincere with any one, and that maybe at first he could not expecther to center her attentions on him, but who knew -- who could tell?
An true to her promise on the following Tuesday she met him at the corner of 14th Street and Wyandotte, nearthe Green-Davidson. And so excited and flattered and enraptured4 was he that he could scarcely arrange hisjumbled thoughts and emotions in any seemly way. But to show that he was worthy5 of her, he had made analmost exotic toilet -- hair pomaded, a butterfly tie, new silk muffler and silk socks to emphasize his bright brownshoes, purchased especially for the occasion.
But once he had reencountered Hortense, whether all this was of any import to her he could not tell. For, after all,it was her own appearance, not his, that interested her. And what was more -- a trick with her -- she chose to keephim waiting until nearly seven o'clock, a delay which brought about in him the deepest dejection of spirit for thetime being. For supposing, after all, in the interval6, she had decided7 that she did not care for him and did not wishto see him any more. Well, then he would have to do without her, of course. But that would prove that he was notinteresting to a girl as pretty as she was, despite all the nice clothes he was now able to wear and the money hecould spend. He was determined8 that, girl or no girl, he would not have one who was not pretty. Ratterer andHegglund did not seem to mind whether the girl they knew was attractive or not, but with him it was a passion.