There is something shameful about the death of a play. It does not die with pity, but contempt.
Mary Roberts RinehartYoung Doctor Arden was gong through the process of reorienting himself after a night's sleep.
Mary Roberts RinehartPolitics is still the man's game. The women are allowed to do the chores, the dirty work, and now and then--but only occasionally--one is present at some secret conference or other. But it's not the rule. They can go out and get the vote, if they can and will; they can collect money, they can be grateful for being permitted to work. But that is all.
Mary Roberts RinehartLove sees clearly, and seeing, loves on. But infatuation is blind; when it gains sight, it dies.
Mary Roberts Rinehart