McGregor left the telling of the story of his love to Margaret. Edith
Carson who knew defeat so well and who had in her the courage of
defeat was to meet defeat at his hands through the undefeated woman
and he let himself forget the whole matter. For a month he had been
trying to get workingmen to take up the idea of the Marching Men
without success and after the talk with Margaret he kept doggedly at
the work.
And then one evening something happened that aroused him. The Marching
Men idea that had become more than half intellectualised became again
a burning passion and the matter of his life with women got itself
cleared up swiftly and finally.
It was night and McGregor stood upon the platform of the Elevated
Railroad at State and Van Buren Streets. He had been feeling guilty
