Failure cannot hurt you.
You and men like you can do anything. You can even fail. I cannot. None of
us can. I cannot put my father to that shame. I want you to accept
failure."
Sam got up and taking her by the arm led her to the door. At the door he
turned her about and kissed her on the lips like a lover.
"All right, Sue girl, I will do it," he said, and pushed her through the
door. "Now let me sit down by myself and think things out."
It was a night in September and a whisper of the coming frost was in the
air. He threw up the window and took long breaths of the sharp air and
listened to the rumble of the elevated road in the distance. Looking up
the boulevard he saw the lights of the cyclists making a glistening stream
that flowed past the house. A thought of his new motor car and of all of
the wonder of the mechanical progress of the world ran through his mind.
"The men who make machines do not hesitate," he said to himself; "even
though a thousand fat-hearted men stood in their way they would go on."
A line of Tennyson's came into his mind.
"And the nation's airy navies grappling in the central blue," he quoted,
thinking of an article he had read predicting the coming of airships.
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