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At middle age Doctor Reefy was tall and awk… ward。 The grey beard he later wore had not yet ap… peared； but on the upper lip grew a brown mustache。 He was not a graceful man； as when he grew older； and was much occupied with the problem of dispos… ing of his hands and feet。
On summer afternoons； when she had been mar… ried many years and when her son George was a boy of twelve or fourteen； Elizabeth Willard some… times went up the worn steps to Doctor Reefy's of… fice。 Already the woman's naturally tall figure had begun to droop and to drag itself listlessly about。 Ostensibly she went to see the doctor because of her health； but on the half dozen occasions when she had been to see him the outcome of the visits did not primarily concern her health。 She and the doctor talked of that but they talked most of her life； of their two lives and of the ideas that had come to them as they lived their lives in Winesburg。
In the big empty office the man and the woman sat looking at each other and they were a good deal alike。 Their bodies were different； as were also the color of their 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 perple