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第6章

Therewasapauseofreluctantmurmuring。Butthewarningwasenforcedbyacommandfromanothervoice——weak,unheroic,butfamiliar,"Iorderthisyertostop——rightyer!"

Aburstofironicallaughterfollowed。ThevoicewasUncleBen’s。

"Standback!Thisisnotimeforfoolin’,"saidthesheriffroughly。

"He’sright,SheriffBriggs,"saidStacey’svoicehurriedly;

"you’reactingforHIM;he’stheowneroftheland。"

"What?ThatBenDabney?"

"Yes;he’sDaubigny,whoboughtthetitlefromus。"

Therewasamomentaryhush,andthenahurriedmurmur。

"Whichmeans,gents,"roseUncleBen’svoicepersuasively,"thatthisyeryoungman,thoughfair-mindedandwell-intended,hezbinaleetletoochipperandpreviousinorderin’outthelaw。Thisyerain’tnolawmatterwithME,boys。Itain’ttobesettledbylaw-

papers,norshot-gunsandderingers。It’ssuthin’tobechawedoversociable-like,betweendrinks。Efanyharmhezbindone,efanythin’shappened,I’myerto’demnifythesheriff,andmakeitcomf’bleallround。Yerknowme,boys。I’mtalkin’。It’sme——

Dabney,orDaubigny,whicheverwayyoulikeit。"

Butinthesilencethatfollowed,thepassionshadnotyetevidentlycooled。ItwasbrokenbythesarcasticdrawlofDickMcKinstry:"IfthemHarrisonsdon’tmindhevenhadtheirmedderstrampledoverbyafewwhitemen,why"——

"Thesheriffez’demnifiedforthat,"interruptedUncleBenhastily。

"’NefDickMcKinstrydon’tmindthedamagetohispantsincrawlin’outo’gunshotinthetallgrass"——retortedJoeHarrison。

"I’myertosettlethat,boys,"saidUncleBencheerfully。

"Butwho’llsettleTHIS?"clamoredthevoiceoftheolderHarrisonfrombehindthebarnwherehehadstumbledincrossingthefallenhay。"Yer’sSethDavislyin’inthehaywiththetopofhisheadbusted。Who’stopayforthat?"

Therewasarushtothespot,andaquickcryofreaction。

"Whoseworkisthis?"demandedthesheriff’svoice,withofficialseverity。

Themasterutteredaninstinctiveexclamationofdefiance,anddroppingquicklytothebarnfloor,wouldthenextmomenthaveopenedthedooranddeclaredhimself,butMrs。McKinstry,afterasingleglanceathisdeterminedface,suddenlythrewherselfbeforehimwithanimperiousgestureofsilence。Thenhervoicerangclearlyfromthebarn:——

"Well,ifit’sthehoundthattriedtoforcehiswayinyer,I

reckonyekinputthatdowntoME!"

CHAPTERX。

ItwasknowntoIndianSpring,thenextday,amidgreatexcitement,thataseriousfracashadbeenpreventedontheill-fatedboundarybythedramaticappearanceofUncleBenDabney,notonlyasapeacemaker,butasMr。Daubignythebonafidepurchaserandowneroftheland。Itwasknownandacceptedwithgreathilaritythat"oldmarmMcKinstry"haddefendedthebarnaloneandunaided,with——

asvariouslystated——apitchfork,anoldstable-broom,andapailofdirtywater,againstHarrison,hisparty,andtheentireableposseoftheSheriffofTuolumneCounty,withnofurtherdamagethanascalpwoundwhichtheheadofSethDavisreceivedwhilefallingfromtheloftofthebarnfromwhichhehadbeendislodgedbyMrs。McKinstryandthebroomaforesaid。Itwasknownwithunanimousapprobationthattheacquisitionoftheland-titlebyahithertohumblecitizenofIndianSpringwasatriumphofthesettlementoverforeigninterference。Butitwasnotknownthattheschool-masterwasaparticipantinthefight,orevenpresentonthespot。AtMrs。McKinstry’ssuggestionhehadremainedconcealedintheloftuntilafterthewithdrawalofbothpartiesandthestillunconsciousSeth。WhenFordhadremonstrated,withtheremarkthatSethwouldbesuretodeclarethetruthwhenherecoveredhissenses,Mrs。McKinstrysmiledgrimly:"IreckonwhenhecomestoknowIwaswithyeallthetime,he’dratherhevitallowedthatIlickedhimthanYOU。Idon’tsayhe’llletitpassezfarezyou’reconcernedorwon’ttrytogetevenwithye,buthewon’tgoroundtellin’WHY。However,"sheaddedstillmoregrimly,"ifyouthinkyou’reekultotellin’thehullstory——howyekemtobeyerandthatSethwasn’tlyin’arterallwhenheblurteditoutafore’em——whyIsha’n’thinderye。"Themastersaidnomore。AndindeedforadayortwonothingtranspiredtoshowthatSethwasnotequallyreticent。

NeverthelessMr。Fordwasfarfrombeingsatisfiedwiththeissueofhisadventure。HisrelationswithCressywereknowntothemother,andalthoughshehadnotagainalludedtothem,shewouldprobablyinformherhusband。Yethecouldnothelpnoticing,withaminglingofunreasoningreliefandequallyunreasoningdistrust,thatsheexhibitedascornfulunconcerninthematter,apartfromthesingularusetowhichshehadputit。HecouldhardlycountuponMcKinstry,withhisheavy,blinddevotiontoCressy,beingasindifferent。Onthecontrary,hehadacquiredtheimpression,withoutcaringtoexamineitclosely,thatherfatherwouldnotbedispleasedathismarryingCressy,foritwouldreallyamounttothat。Buthereagainhewasforcedtocontemplatewhathehadalwaysavoided,thepossiblemeaningandresultoftheirintimacy。

Inthereckless,thoughtless,extravagant——yetthusfarinnocent——

indulgenceoftheirmutualpassion,hehadneverspokenofmarriage,nor——anditstruckhimnowwiththesameincongruousminglingofreliefanduneasiness——hadSHE!PerhapsthismighthavearisenfromsomesuperstitiousorsensitiverecollectiononherpartofherpreviousengagementtoSeth,butherememberednowthattheyhadnotevenexchangedtheusualvowsofeternalconstancy。Itmayseemstrangethat,inthehalf-dozenstolenandrapturousinterviewswhichhadtakenplacebetweentheseyounglovers,therehadbeennosuggestionofthefuture,noranyofthoseglowingprojectsforauniteddestinypeculiartotheiryearsandinexperience。Theyhadlivedentirelyinablissfulpresent,withnoplansbeyondtheirnextrendezvous。Inthatmysteriousandsuddenabsorptionofeachother,notonlythepast,butthefutureseemedtohavebeenforgotten。

Thesethoughtswerepassingthroughhismindthenextafternoontotheprejudiceofthatcalmandstudiousreposewhichthedesertedschool-houseusuallysuperinduced,andwhichhadbeensofondlynotedbyMcKinstryandUncleBen。Thelatterhadnotarrivedforhisusuallesson;itwaspossiblethatundueattentionhadbeenattractedtohismovementsnowthathisgoodfortunewasknown;andthemasterwasalonesavefortheoccasionalswoopingincursionofadepredatoryjayinsearchofcrumbsfromthechildren’sluncheons,whoaddedapparentlyquerulousinsulttothelarcenousact。HeregrettedUncleBen’sabsence,ashewantedtoknowmoreabouthisconnectionwiththeHarrisonattackandhiseventualintentions。Eversincethemasteremergedfromthebarnandregainedhishotelundercoverofthedarkness,hehadheardonlythevaguestrumors,andhepurposelyavoideddirectinquiry。

HehadbeenquitepreparedforCressy’sabsencefromschoolthatmorning——indeedinhispresentvacillatingmoodhehadfeltthatherpresencewouldhavebeenirksomeandembarrassing;butitstruckhimsuddenlyandunpleasantlythathereasydesertionofhimatthatcriticalmomentinthebarnhadnotsincebeenfollowedbytheleastsignofanxietytoknowtheresultofhermother’sinterference。WhatdidsheimaginehadtranspiredbetweenMrs。

McKinstryandhimself?Hadsheconfidentlyexpectedhermother’spromptacceptanceofthesituationandareconciliation?Wasthatthereasonwhyshehadtreatedthatinterruptionaslightlyasifshewerealreadyhisrecognizedbetrothed?Hadsheevencalculateduponit?hadshe——?Hestopped,hischeekglowingfromirritationunderthesuspicion,andshameatthedisloyaltyofentertainingit。

Openinghisdesk,hebegantoarrangehispapersmechanically,whenhediscovered,withaslightfeelingofannoyance,thathehadplacedCressy’sbouquet——nowdriedandwithered——inthesamepigeon-holewiththemysteriousletterswithwhichhehadsooftencommunedinformerdays。Heatonceseparatedthemwithahalfbittersmile,yetafteramoment’shesitation,andwithhisoldsenseofattemptingtoreviveaforgottenassociation,hetriedtore-perusethem。Buttheydidnotevenrestrainhisstrayingthoughts,norpreventhimfromdetectingasingularoccurrence。

Thenearlylevelsunwas,afteritsoldfashion,alreadyhangingtheshadowedtasselsofthepineboughslikeagarlandonthewall。

Buttheshadowseemedtohavesuddenlygrownlargerandmorecompact,andheturned,withaquickconsciousnessofsomeinterposingfigureatthepane。Nothinghoweverwastobeseen。

Yetsoimpressedhadhebeenthathewalkedtothedoorandsteppedfromtheporchtodiscovertheintruder。Theclearingwasdeserted,therewasaslightrustlingintheadjacentlaurels,butnohumanbeingwasvisible。NeverthelesstheoldfeelingofsecurityandisolationwhichhadneverbeenquitethesamesinceMr。McKinstry’sconfession,seemednowtohavefledthesylvanschool-housealtogether,andhesomewhatangrilyclosedhisdesk,lockedit,anddeterminedtogohome。

Hiswaylaythroughthefirstbeltofpinestowardsthemining-

flat,butto-dayfromsomevagueimpulseheturnedandfollowedtheridge。HehadnotproceededfarwhenheperceivedRupertFilgeeloungingbeforehimonthetrail,andatalittledistancefurtheronhisbrotherJohnny。AtthesightofthesetwofavoritepupilsMr。Ford’sheartsmotehimwithaconsciousnessthathehadoflateneglectedthem,possiblybecauseRupert’sloftyscornofthe"silly"sexwasnotasamusingtohimasformerly,andpossiblybecauseJohnny’scuriosityhadbeenattimesobtrusive。HehoweverquickenedhispaceandjoinedRupert,layinghishandfamiliarlyasofoldonhisshoulder。Tohissurprisetheboyreceivedhisadvanceswithsomeconstraintandawkwardness,glancinguneasilyinthedirectionofJohnny。AsuddenideacrossedMr。Ford’smind。

"Wereyoulookingformeattheschoolroomjustnow?"

"No,sir。"

"Youdidn’tlookinatthewindowtoseeifIwasthere?"continuedthemaster。

"No,sir。"

ThemasterglancedatRupert。Truth-tellingwasapartofRupert’struculenttemper,although,astheboyhadoftenbitterlyremarked,ithadalways"toldagin’him。"

"Allright,"saidthemaster,perfectlyconvinced。"Itmusthavebeenmyfancy;butIthoughtsomebodylookedin——orpassedbythewindow。"

ButhereJohnny,whohadoverheardthedialogueandapproachedthem,suddenlythrewhimselfuponhisbrother’sunoffendinglegsandcommencedtobeatandpullthemaboutwithunintelligibleprotests。Rupert,withoutlookingdown,saidquietly,"Quitthatnow——Iwon’t,Itellye,"andwentthroughcertainautomaticmovementsofdislodgingJohnnyasifhewereamereimpedingpuppy。

"What’sthematter,Johnny?"saidthemaster,towhomthesegyrationswerenotunfamiliar。

Johnnyonlyrepliedbyanewgripofhisbrother’strousers。

"Well,sir,"saidRupert,slightlyrecoveringhisdimplesandhisreadiness,"Johnny,yer,wantsmetotellyesomething。Efhewasn’tthemostoriginalself-cocking,God-forsakenliarinInjinSpring——efhedidn’tlieawakeinhiscribmornin’stoinventliesfertheday,Iwouldn’tmindtellin’ye,andwouldhevtoldyoubefore。However,sinceyouask,andsinceyouthinkyousawsomebodyaroundtheschool-house,JohnnyyerallowsthatSethDavisisspyin’roundandfollowin’yewhereveryougo,andhedraggedmedownyertoseeit。Hesayshesawhimdoggin’ye。"

"Withaknifeandpithtolth,"addedJohnny’sboundlessimagination,tothedetrimentofhislimitedfacts。

Mr。Fordlookedkeenlyfromtheonetotheother,butratherwithasuspicionthattheywerecognizantofhislatefracasthanbeliefinthetruthofJohnny’sstatement。

"AndwhatdoYOUthinkofit,Rupert?"heaskedcarelessly。

Ithink,sir,"saidRupert,"thatallowin’——foronct——thatJohnnyain’tlying,mebbeeit’sCressyMcKinstrythatSeth’shuntin’

round,andknowin’thatshe’salwaysrunnin’afteryou"——hestopped,andreddeningwithanewbornsensethathisfataltruthfulnesshadledhimintoaglaringindelicacytowardsthemaster,hurriedlyadded:"Imean,sir,thatmebbeeit’sUncleBenhe’sjealousof,nowthathe’sgotrichenoughforCressytohevhim,andknowin’hecomestoschoolintheafternoonperhaps"——

"’Tain’teither!"brokeinJohnnypromptly。"Theth’sovertherbeyondthethchool,andCrethy’seatin’ithecreamatthebakerthwithUncleBen。"

"Well,supposesheis,Sethdon’tknowit,silly!"answeredRupert,sharply。Thenmorepolitelytothemaster:"That’sit!SethhasseenUncleBengallivantingwithCressyandthinkshe’sbringingheroveryer。Don’tyousee?"

Themasterhoweverdidnotseebutonething。Thegirlwhohadonlytwodaysagocarelesslyleftittohimtoexplainacompromisingsituationtohermother——thisgirlwhohadprecipitatedhimintoafrontierfighttotheperilofhispositionandhergoodname,wascalmlyeatingiceswithanavailablesuitorwithouttheleastconcernofthepast!Theconnectionwasperhapsillogical,butitwasunpleasant。ItwasthemoreawkwardfromthefactthathefanciedthatnotonlyRupert’sbeautifuleyes,buteventheinfantJohnny’sroundones,werefixeduponhimwithanembarrassedexpressionofhesitatingandforebodingsympathy。

"IthinkJohnnybelieveswhathesays——don’tyou,Johnny?"hesmiledwithanassumptionofcheerfulease,"butIseenonecessityjustyetforbindingSethDavisovertokeepthepeace。Tellmeaboutyourself,Rupe。IhopeUncleBendoesn’tthinkofchanginghisyoungtutorwithhisgoodfortune?"

"No,sir,"returnedRupertbrightening;"hepromisestotakemetoSacramentowithhimashisprivatesecretaryorconfidentialclerk,youknow,ef——ef"——hehesitatedagainwithveryun-Rupert-likecaution,"efthingsgoashewants’em。"Hestoppedawkwardlyandhisbrowneyesbecameclouded。"Likeeznot,Mr。Ford,he’sonlyfoolin’me——and——HIMSELF。"Theboy’seyessoughtthemaster’scuriously。

"Idon’tknowaboutthat,"returnedMr。Forduneasily,withacertainrecollectionofUncleBen’striumphoverhisownincredulity;"hesurelyhasn’tshownhimselfafooloraboastersofar。Iconsideryourprospectaveryfairone,andIwishyoujoyofit,myboy。"HeranhisfingersthroughRupert’scurlsinhisoldcaressingfashion,themoretenderlyperhapsthathefanciedhestillsawsymptomsofstormyandwetweatherintheboy’sbrowneyes。"Runalonghome,bothofyou,anddon’tworryyourselvesaboutme。"

Heturnedaway,buthadscarcelyproceededhalfadozenyardsbeforehefeltatugathiscoat。LookingdownhesawthediminutiveJohnny。"They’llbecomin’homethithway,"hesaid,reachingupinahoarseconfidentialwhisper。

"Who?"

"Crethyand’im。"

Butbeforethemastercouldmakeanyresponsetothispresumablygratifyinginformation,Johnnyhadrejoinedhisbrother。Thetwoboyswavedtheirhandstowardshimwiththesamediffidentandmysterioussympathythatlefthimhesitatingbetweenasmileandafrown。Thenheproceededonhisway。Nevertheless,fornootherreasonthanthathefeltasuddendistastetomeetinganyone,whenhereachedthepointwherethetraildescendeddirectlytothesettlement,heturnedintoalongerandmoresolitarydetourbythewoods。

Thesunwasalreadysolowthatitslongrayspiercedtheforestfrombeneath,andsuffusedthedimcolonnadeofstraightpineshaftswithagoldenhaze,whileitleftthedenseintercrossedbranchesfiftyfeetaboveindeepershadow。Walkinginthisyellowtwilight,withhisfeetnoiselesslytreadingdowntheyieldingcarpetofpineneedles,itseemedtothemasterthathewaspassingthroughthewoodsinadream。Therewasnosoundbutthedullintermittentdoubleknockofthewood-pecker,orthedrowsycroakofsomeearlyroostingbird;allsuggestionofthesettlement,withalltracesofhumancontiguity,wereleftfarbehind。Itwasthereforewithastrangeandnervoussenseofbeingsoftlyhailedbysomewoodlandspritethatheseemedtohearhisownnamefaintlywaftedupontheair。Heturnedquickly;itwasCressy,pantingbehindhim!Eventhen,inherwhitecloselygatheredskirts,herbaredheadandgracefularchingneckbentforward,herflyingbraidsfreedfromthestrawhatwhichshehadswungfromherarmsoasnottoimpedeherflight,therewassomuchofthefollowingMaenadaboutherthathewasforaninstantstartled。

Hestopped;sheboundedtohim,andthrowingherarmsaroundhisneckwithalightlaugh,letherselfhangforamomentbreathlessonhisbreast。Thenrecoveringherspeechshesaidslowly:——

"IstartedonanInjintrotafteryou,justasyouturnedoffthetrail,butyou’dgotsofaraheadwhileIwasshakingmyselfclearofUncleBenthatIhadtojistlopethewholewaythroughthewoodstocatchup。"Shestopped,andlookingupintohistroubledfacecaughthischeeksbetweenherhands,andbringinghisknitbrowsdowntothelevelofherhumidblueeyessaid,"Youhaven’tkissedmeyet。What’sthematter?"

"Doesn’titstrikeyouthatImightaskthatquestion,consideringthatit’sthreedayssinceI’veseenyou,andthatyouleftme,inaratherawkwardposition,toexplainmatterstoyourmother?"hesaidcoldly。Hehadformulatedthesentenceinhismindsomemomentsbefore,butnowthatitwasuttered,itappearedsingularlyweakandimpotent。

"That’sso,"shesaidwithafranklaugh,buryingherfaceinhiswaistcoat。"Yousee,dandyboy"——hispetname——"Ireckonedforthatreasonwe’dbetterlielowforadayortwo。Well,"shecontinued,untyinghiscravatandretyingitagain,"howDIDyoucrawloutofit?"

"Doyoumeantosayyourmotherdidnottellyou?"heaskedindignantly。

"Whyshouldshe?"returnedCressylazily。"Shenevertalkstomeofthesethings,honey。"

"Andyouknewnothingaboutit?"

Cressyshookherhead,andthenwindingoneofherlongbraidsaroundtheyoungman’sneck,offeredtheendofittohismouth,andonhissternlydecliningit,tookitinherown。

Yetevenherignoranceofwhathadreallyhappeneddidnotaccounttothemasterfortheindifferenceofherlongsilence,andalbeitconsciousofsomeinefficiencyinhispresentunheroicattitude,hecontinuedsarcastically,"MayIaskWHATyouimaginedwouldhappenwhenyouleftme?"

"Well,"saidCressyconfidently,"Ireckoned,chile,youcouldlieaswellasthenextman,andthat,beinggifted,you’dslingMawsomethingnewandpurty。Why,Iain’tgotnofancy,butIfixedupsomethingagainstPaw’squestioningME。ImadethatconceitedMasterspromisetoswearthatHEwasinthebarnwithme。ThenI

calculatedtotellPawthatyoucamemeanderingalongjustbeforeMawpoppedin,andthatIskedaddledtojoinMasters。Ofcourse,"

sheaddedquickly,tighteningherholdofthemasterashemadeasuddenattemptatwithdrawal,"Ididn’tletontoMastersWHYI

wantedhimtopromise,orthatyouwerethere。"

"Cressy,"saidFord,irritatedbeyondmeasure,"areyoumad,ordoyouthinkIam?"

Thegirl’sfacechanged。Shecastahalffrightened,halfquestioningglanceathiseyesandthenaroundthedarkeningaisle。

"Ifwe’regoingtoquarrel,Jack,"shesaidhurriedly,"don’tlet’sdoitBEFOREFOLKS。"

"InthenameofHeaven,"hesaid,followinghereyesindignantly,"whatdoyoumean?"

"Imean,"shesaid,withaslightshiverofresignationandscorn,"ifyou——ohdear!ifIT’SALLgoingtobelikeTHEM,let’skeepittoourselves。"

Hegazedatherinhopelessbewilderment。Didshereallymeanthatshewasmorefrightenedatthepossiblerevelationoftheirdisagreementthanoftheirintimacy?

"Come,"shecontinuedtenderly,stillglancing,however,uneasilyaroundher,"come!We’llbemorecomfortableinthehollow。It’sonlyastep。"Stillholdinghimbyherbraidshehalfled,halfdraggedhimaway。Totherightwasoneofthosesuddendepressionsinthegroundcausedbythesubsidenceoftheearthfromhiddenspringsandtheuprootingofoneortwoofthelargertrees。Whenshehadforcedhimdownthisdeclivitybelowtheleveloftheneedle-strewnforestfloor,sheseatedhimuponamossyroot,andshakingoutherskirtsinahalfchildlike,halfcoquettishway,comfortablyseatedherselfinhislap,withherarmsupplementingtheclingingbraidaroundhisneck。

"Nowharktome,anddon’thollersoloud,"shesaidturninghisfacetoherquestioningeyes。"What’sgoneofyouanyway,niggerboy?"ItshouldbepremisedthatCressy’stermsofendearmentweremainlynegro-dialectical,reminiscencesofherbriefbabyhood,herslave-nurse,andtheonlyplaymatesshehadeverknown。

Stillimplacable,themastercoldlyrepeatedthecountsofhisindictmentagainstthegirl’sstrangeindifferenceandstillstrangerentanglements,windingupbysettingforththewholestoryofhisinterviewwithhermother,hisforceddefenceofthebarn,Seth’soutspokenaccusation,andtheirsilentandfuriousstruggleintheloft。ButifhehadexpectedthatthisdaughterofaSouthwesternfighterwouldbetrayanyenthusiasmoverherlover’sparticipationinoneoftheircharacteristicfeuds——ifhelookedforanyfondpraiseforhisownprowess,hewasbitterlymistaken。

Sheloosenedherarmfromhisneckofherownaccord,unwoundthebraid,andputtinghertwolittlehandsclaspedbetweenherknees,crossedhersmallfeetbeforeher,and,albeitstillinhislap,lookedthepictureoflanguiddejection。

"Mawoughttohavemoresense,andyououghttohavelitoutofthewindowafterme,"shesaidwithalazysigh。"Fightin’ain’tinyourline——it’stoomuchlikeTHEM。ThatSeth’ssuretogetevenwithyou。"

"Icanprotectmyself,"hesaidhaughtily。Neverthelesshehadadepressingconsciousnessthathislitheandgracefulburdenwassomewhatinthewayofanyheroicexpression。

"Sethcanlickyououtofyourboots,chile,"shesaidwithnaiveabstraction。Then,ashestruggledtosecureanuprightposition,"Don’tgitriled,honey。Ofcourseyou’dletthemkillyoubeforeYOU’Dgivein。Butthat’stheirbestholt——that’stheirtrade!

That’salltheycando——don’tyousee?That’swhereYOU’REnotlikeTHEM——that’swhyyou’renottheirlowdownkind!That’swhyyou’remyboy——that’swhyIloveyou!"

Shehadthrownherwholeweightagainuponhisshouldersuntilshehadforcedhimbacktohisseat。Then,withherlockedhandsagainaroundhisneck,shelookedintentlyintohisface。Thevaryingcolordroppedfromhercheeks,hereyesseemedtogrowlarger,thesamelookofraptabsorptionandpossessionthathadsotransfiguredheryoungfaceattheballwasfixeduponitnow。Herlipspartedslightly,sheseemedtomurmurratherthanspeak:——

"Whatarethesepeopletous?WhatareSeth’sjealousies,UncleBen’sandMasters’sfoolishness,PawandMaw’squarr’lsandtantrumstoyouandme,dear?WhatisitwhatTHEYthink,whattheyreckon,whattheyplanout,andwhattheysetthemselvesagainst——tous?Weloveeachother,webelongtoeachother,withouttheirhelportheirhindrance。Fromthetimewefirstsaweachotheritwasso,andfromthattimePawandMaw,andSethandMasters,andevenYOUandME,dear,hadnothingelsetodo。ThatwasloveasIknowit;notSeth’ssneakingrages,andUncleBen’ssneakingfooleries,andMasters’ssneakingconceit,butonlylove。

Andknowingthat,IletSethrage,andUncleBendawdle,andMasterstrifle——andforwhat?Tokeepthemfrommeandmyboy。

Theyweresatisfied,andwewerehappy。"

Vagueandunreasoningasheknewherspeechtobe,theraptandperfectconvictionwithwhichitwasutteredstaggeredhim。

"Buthowisthistoend,Cressy?"hesaidpassionately。

Theabstractedlookpassed,andtheslightcoloranddelicatemobilityofherfacereturned。"Toend,dandyboy?"sherepeatedlazily。"Youdidn’tthinkofmarryingme——didyou?"

Heblushed,stammered,andsaid"Yes,"albeitwithallhispastvacillationandhispresentdistrustofher,transparentonhischeekandaudibleinhisvoice。

"No,dear,"shesaidquietly,reachingdown,untyingherlittleshoeandshakingthedustandpineneedlesfromitsrecesses,"no!

Idon’tknowenoughtobeawifetoyou,justnow,andyouknowit。

AndIcouldn’tkeepahousefitforyou,andyoucouldn’taffordtokeepMEwithoutit。Andthenitwouldbeallknown,anditwouldn’tbeustwo,dear,andourlonelymeetingsanymore。Andwecouldn’tbeengaged——thatwouldbetoomuchlikemeandSethoveragain。That’swhatyoumean,dandyboy——foryou’reonlyadandyboy,youknow,andtheydon’tgetmarriedtobackwoodSoutherngirlswhohaven’taniggertoblessthemselveswithsincethewar!

No,"shecontinued,liftingherproudlittleheadsopromptlyafterFordhadrecoveredfromhissurpriseastomaketheruseofemptyinghershoeperfectlypalpable,"no,that’swhatwe’vebothallowed,dear,allalong。Andnow,honey,it’sneartimeformetogo。Tellmesomethinggood——beforeIgo。Tellmethatyoulovemeasyouusedto——tellmehowyoufeltthatnightattheballwhenyoufirstknewwelovedeachother。Butstop——kissmefirst——

there,oncemore——forkeeps。"

CHAPTERXI。

WhenUncleBen,or"BenjaminDaubigny,Esq。,"ashewasalreadyknowninthecolumnsofthe"Star,"accompaniedMissCressyMcKinstryonherwayhomeafterthefirstdisplayofattentionandhospitalitysincehisaccessiontowealthandposition,heremainedforsomemomentsinastateofbewilderedandsmilingidiocy。Itwastruethattheirmeetingwaschanceandaccidental;itwastruethatCressyhadacceptedhisattentionwithlazyamusement;itwastruethatshehadsuddenlyandaudaciouslylefthimonthebordersoftheMcKinstrywoodsinawaythatmighthaveseemedrudeandabrupttoanyescortlessinvinciblygood-humoredthanUncleBen,butnoneofthesethingsmarredhisfatuousfelicity。Itisevenprobablethatinhisgratuitousbeliefthathistimidattentionshadbeentoomarkedandimpulsive,heattributedCressy’sflighttoamaidenlycoynessthatpleasurablyincreasedhisadmirationforherandhisconfidenceinhimself。Inhisabstractionofenjoymentandinthegatheringdarknessheranagainstafir-treeverymuchashehaddonewhilewalkingwithher,andheconfusedlyapologizedtoitashehadtoher,andbyherownappellation。Inthiswayheeventuallyoverranhistrailandfoundhimselfunexpectedlyandapologeticallyintheclearingbeforetheschool-house。

"Efthisain’tthesinglerestthing,miss,"hesaid,andthenstoppedsuddenly。Afaintnoiseintheschool-houselikethesoundofsplinteredwoodattractedhisattention。Themasterwasevidentlythere。Ifhewasalonehewouldspeaktohim。

Hewenttothewindow,lookedin,andinaninstanthisamiableabstractionlefthim。Hecreptsoftlytothedoor,triedit,andthenputtinghispowerfulshoulderagainstthepanel,forcedthelockfromitsfastenings。HeenteredtheroomasSethDavis,frightenedbutfurious,liftedhimselffrombeforethemaster’sdeskwhichhehadjustbrokenopen。HehadbarelytimetoconcealsomethinginhispocketandclosethelidagainbeforeUncleBenapproachedhim。

"Whatmouutyebedoin’here,SethDavis?"heaskedwiththeslowdeliberationwhichinthatlocalitymeantmischief。

"AndwhatmouutYOUbedoin’here,MisterBenDabney?"saidSeth,resuminghiseffrontery。

"Well,"returnedUncleBen,plantinghimselfintheaislebeforehisopponent,"Iain’tdoin’nosheriff’spossebusinessjestnow,butIreckontokeepmyhandinfarenufftopurtectotherfolks’

property,"headded,withasignificantglanceatthebrokenlockofthedesk。

"BenDabney,"saidSethinsnarlingexpostulation,"Ihain’tgotnoquar’llwithye!"

"Thenhandmeoverwhateveryoutookjustnowfromteacher’sdeskandwe’lltalkaboutthatafterwards,"saidUncleBenadvancing。

"ItellyeIhain’tgotnoquar’llwithye,UncleBen,"continuedSeth,retreatingwithamalignantsneer;"andwhenyoutalkofprotectin’otherfolks’property,mebbeye’dbetterprotectYOUR

OWN——orwhatye’dliketocallso——insteadofquar’llin’withthemanthat’shelpin’ye。I’vegotyertheproofsthatthatsneakin’

houndofaYankeeschool-masterthatCressMcKinstry’shellbenton,andthattheoldmanandoldwomanarejustchuckin’intoherarms,isalyin’,black-hearted,hypocriticalseducer"——

"Stop!"saidUncleBeninavoicethatmadethecrazycasementrattle。

HestrodetowardsSethDavis,nolongerwithhishabitualcareful,hesitatingstep,butwithatreadthatseemedtoshakethewholeschool-room。Asingledominantclutchofhispowerfulrighthandontheyoungman’sbreastforcedhimbackwardsintothevacantchairofthemaster。Hisusuallyfloridfacehadgrownasgrayasthetwilight;hismenacingforminamomentfilledthelittleroomanddarkenedthewindows。Theninsomeinexplicablereactionhisfigureslightlydrooped,helaidoneheavyhandtremblinglyonthedesk,andwiththeotheraffectedtowipehismouthafterhisoldembarrassedfashion。

"What’sthatyouweresayin’o’Cressy?"hesaidhuskily。

"Woteverybodysays,"saidthefrightenedSeth,gainingacowardlyconfidenceunderhisadversary’semotion。"Woteverycubthatsetsyerunderhiscantin’teachin’,andsees’emtogether,knows。It’swotyou’dhevknowedefheandRoopFilgeehadn’tplayedyeferasoftyallthetime。Andwhileyou’vebinhangin’roundyerferaflickerofCressy’sgowndassheprancesouto’school,he’sbinlyin’lowandlaffin’atye,andwhilehe’sturnedRoopovertokeepyouhere,pretendin’togiveyelessons,he’sbingallivantin’

roundwithherandhuggin’andkissin’herinbarnsandinthebrush——andnowYOUwanttoquar’llwithme。"

Hestopped,pantingforbreath,andstaredmalignantlyinthegrayfaceofhishearer。ButUncleBenonlyliftedhisheavyhandmildlywithanawkwardgestureofwarning,steppedsoftlyinhisoldcautioushesitatingmannertotheopendoor,closedit,andreturnedgently:——

"Ireckonyegotinthroughthewinder,didn’tye,Seth?"hesaid,withalaboredaffectationofunemotionalease,"akindo’onelegover,andone,two,andthenyou’rein,eh?"

"NeveryoumindHOWIgotin,BenDabney,"returnedSeth,hishostilityandinsolenceincreasingwithhisopponent’sevidentweakness,"ezlongezIgotyerandgot,byG-d!whatIkemherefer!Forwhilesallthiswasgoin’on,andwhilestheoldfoolmanandoldfoolwomanwasswallowin’whattheydidseeandblinkin’atwhattheydidn’t,andhuggin’themselvesthatthey’dgothigh-tonedkempanyfertheirdarter,thathigh-tonedkempanywasplayin’THEM

too,byG-d!Yes,Sir!thathigh-toned,cantin’school-teacherwaskeepin’amarriedwomanin’Frisco,allthewhilehewasherehoney-foglin’withCressy,andI’vegotthepapersyertoproveit。"Hetappedhisbreast-pocketwithacoarselaughandthrusthisfaceforwardintothegrayshadowofhisadversary’s。

"An’yousorterspottedtheirbein’inthisyerdeskandburstedit?"saidUncleBen,gravelyexaminingthebrokenlockinthedarknessasifitwerethemostimportantfeatureoftheincident。

Sethnodded。"Youbetyourlife。Isawhimthroughthewinderonlythisafternoonlookinover’emalone,andIreckonedtolaymyhandson’emifIhadtobusthimorhisdesk。AndIdid!"headdedwithatriumphantchuckle。

"Andyoudid——surepop!"saidUncleBenwithslowdeliberateadmiration,passinghisheavyhandalongthesplinteredlid。"Andyoureckon,Seth,thatthisyershowin’ofhimupwillbreakoffenythin’betwixthimandthisyer——thisyerMiss——MissMcKinstry?"

hecontinuedwithlaboredformality。

"IreckoneftheoldfoolMcKinstrydon’tshoothiminhistracksthar’llbewhitemenenoughinInjinSpringstoridethishigh-

toned,pizenoushypocritonarailouterthesettlement!"

"That’sso!"saidUncleBenmusingly,afterathoughtfulpause,inwhichhestillseemedtobemoreoccupiedwiththebrokendeskthanhiscompanion’sremark。Thenhewentoncautiously:"Andezthisthingorterbeworkedmightyfine,Seth,p’r’aps,onthehull,you’dbetterletmehavethempapers。"

"What!YOU?"snarledSeth,drawingbackwithaglanceofangrysuspicion;"notifIknowit!"

"Seth,"saidUncleBen,restinghiselbowsonthedeskconfidentially,andspeakingwithpainfulandheavydeliberation,"whenyoufirstinterdoosedthisyersubjectyouelludedtomyhevin’,sotospeak,rightso’preemptionandinterferencewiththisyounglady,andthatinyouropinion,Iwasn’tpurtectin’themrights。It’pearstomethat,allowin’thattobegospeltruth,themtherpapersorterbeinMYpossession——youhevin’sotospeaknorightstopurtect,bein’offtheboardwiththisyeryounglady,andbein’movedgin’rallybyfreeandindependentcussedness。AndezIsedafore,thissorto’thinghavin’tobeworkedmightyfine,andthempapersmanniperlatedwithjudgment,Ireckon,Seth,ifyoudon’tobjeck,I’llhev——hev——totroubleyou。"

Sethstartedtohisfeetwitharapidglanceatthedoor,butUncleBenhadrisenagainwiththesamealarmingexpressionofcompletelyfillingthedarkenedschool-room,andofshakingthefloorbeneathhimattheslightestmovement。AlreadyhefanciedhesawUncleBen’spowerfularmhoveringabovehimreadytodescend。ItsuddenlyoccurredtohimthatifhelefttheexecutionofhisschemeofexposureandvengeancetoUncleBen,theonusofstealingtheletterswouldfallequallyupontheirpossessor。ThisadvantageseemedmoreprobablethanthedangerofUncleBen’sweaklyyieldingthemuptothemaster。Inthelattercasehe,Seth,couldstillcirculatethereportofhavingseentheletterswhichUncleBenhadhimselfstoleninafitofjealousy——ahypothesisthemorereadilyacceptedfromthelatter’sfamiliarknowledgeoftheschoolhouseandhispresumedambitiousjealousyofCressyinhispresentattitudeasamanofposition。Withaffectedreluctanceandhesitationheputhishandtohisbreast-pocket。

"Ofcourse,"hesaid,"ifyou’rekalkilatin’totakeupthequar’llonYOURrights,andezCressyain’tanythin’moretome,YOUorterhevtheproofs。Onlydon’ttrustthemintothathound’shands。

Oncehegets’emagainhe’llsecureawarrantaginyouforstealin’。

That’llbehisgame。I’dshow’emtoHERfirst——don’tyesee?——andIreckonefshe’soldMa’amMcKinstry’sdarter,she’llmakeitlivelyforhim。"

Hehandedtheletterstotheloomingfigurebeforehim。Itseemedtobecomeagainayieldingmortal,andsaidinahesitatingvoice,"P’r’apsyou’dbettermaketracksouterthis,Seth,andleavemeyertoputthingstorightsandfixupthatdoorandthedeskaginto-morrowmornin’。He’dbetternotknowittoonct,andsostartarowaboutbein’brokeninto。"

ThepropositionseemedtopleaseSeth;heevenextendedhishandinthedarkness。Buthemetonlyanirresponsivevoid。Withaslightshrugofhisshouldersandagruntingfarewell,hefelthiswaytothedooranddisappeared。ForafewmomentsitseemedasifUncleBenhadalsodesertedtheschoolhouse,soprofoundandquietwasthehushthatfelluponit。Butastheeyebecameaccustomedtotheshadowagrayishbulkappearedtogrowoutofitoverthemaster’sdeskandshapeditselfintothebroadfigureofUncleBen。

Later,whenthemoonroseandlookedinatthewindow,itsawhimasthemasterhadseenhimonthefirstdayhehadbegunhislessonsintheschool-house,withhisfacebentforwardoverthedeskandthesamelookofchild-likeperplexityandstrugglethathehadwornathisallottedtask。Unheroic,ridiculous,andnodoubtblunderingandidioticasthen,butstillvaguelypersistentinhisthought,heremainedforsomemomentsinthisattitude。

Thenrisingandtakingadvantageofthemoonlightthatfloodedthedesk,hesethimselftomendthebrokenlockwithalargemechanicalclasp-knifeheproducedfromhispocket,andtheaidofhisworkmanlikethumbandfinger。Presentlyhebegantowhistlesoftly,atfirstalittleartificiallyandwithrelapsesofreflectivesilence。Thelockofthedeskrestored,hesecuredintopositionagainthatpartofthedoor-lockwhichhehadburstoffinhisentrance。Thisdone,heclosedthedoorgentlyandoncemoresteppedoutintothemoonlitclearing。Inreplacinghisknifeinhispockethetookouttheletterswhichhehadnottouchedsincetheywerehandedtohiminthedarkness。Hisfirstglanceatthehandwritingcausedhimtostop。Thenstillstaringatit,hebegantomoveslowlyandautomaticallybackwardstotheporch。Whenhereachedithesatdown,unfoldedtheletter,andwithoutattemptingtoreadit,turneditspagesoverandoverwiththeunfamiliarityofanilliteratemaninsearchofthesignature。Thiswhenfoundapparentlyplungedhimagainintomotionlessabstraction。Onlyoncehechangedhispositiontopullupthelegsofhistrousers,openhisknees,andextendthedistancebetweenhisfeet,andthenwiththeunfoldedpagescarefullylaidinthemoonlitspacethusopenedbeforehim,regardedthemwithdubiousspeculation。Attheendoftenminutesherosewithasighofphysicalandmentalrelaxation,refoldedtheletter,putitinhispocket,andmadehiswaytothetown。

Whenhereachedthehotelheturnedintothebar-room,andobservingthatithappenedtobecomparativelydeserted,askedforaglassofwhiskey。Inresponsetothebarkeeper’sglanceofcuriosity——asUncleBenseldomdrank,andthenonlyasasocialfunctionwithothers——heexplained:——

"Ireckonstraightwhiskeyisaboutezgoodezthenextthingforblindchills。"

Thebar-keeperhereinterposedthatinhislargermedicalexperiencehehadfoundtheexhibitionofgingerincombinationwithginattendedwitheffect,althoughitwasevidentthatinhisbusinesscapacityheregardedUncleBen,asadrinker,withdistrust。

"Yeain’tseenMr。Fordhangingroundyerlately?"continuedUncleBenwithlaboriousease。

Thebar-keeper,withhiseyestillscornfullyfixedonhiscustomer,buthishandswhichwereengagedinwashinghisglassesunderthecountergivinghimtheairofhumorouslycommunicatingwithahiddenconfederate,hadnotseentheschool-masterthatafternoon。

UncleBenturnedawayandslowlymountedthestaircasetothemaster’sroom。Afteramoment’spauseonthelanding,whichmusthavebeenpainfullyobvioustoanyonewhoheardhisheavyascent,hegavetwotimidrapsonthedoorwhichwereequallyridiculousincontrastwithhispowerfultread。Thedoorwasopenedpromptlybythemaster。

"Oh,it’syou,isit?"hesaidshortly。"Comein。"

UncleBenenteredwithoutnoticingthesomewhatungraciousformofinvitation。"Itwarme,"hesaid,"droppedin,notfindingyedownstairs。Let’shaveadrink。"

ThemastergazedatUncleBen,who,owingtohisabstraction,hadnotyetwipedhismouthoftheliquorhehadimperfectlyswallowed,andwasinconsequencemoreredolentofwhiskeythanaconfirmedtoper。Herangthebellforthedesiredrefreshmentwithaslightlycynicalsmile。Hewassatisfiedthathisvisitor,likemanyothersofhumbleposition,wassuccumbingtohisgoodfortune。

"Iwantedtoseeye,Mr。Ford,"hebegan,takinganunprofferedchairanddepositinghishataftersomehesitationoutsidethedoor,"inregardtowhatIoncttoldyeaboutmywifeinMizzouri。

P’r’apsyoudisremember?"

"Iremember,"returnedthemasterresignedly。

"YouknowitwasthatarternoonthatfoolStaceysentthesheriffandtheHarrisonsovertoMcKinstry’sbarn。"

"Goon!"petulantlysaidthemaster,whohadhisownreasonsfornotcaringtorecallit。

"Itwasthatarternoon,youknow,thatyouhadn’ttimetoharktome——hevin’togooffonanengagement,"continuedUncleBenwithprotracteddeliberation,"and"——

"Yes,yes,Iremember,"interruptedthemasterexasperatedly,"andreallyunlessyougetonfaster,I’llhavetoleaveyouagain。"

"Itwasthatarternoon,"saidUncleBenwithoutheedinghim,"whenItoldyouIhadn’tanyideawhathadbecomeo’mywifeezIleftinMizzouri。"

"Yes,"saidthemastersharply,"andItoldyouitwasyourboundendutytolookforher。"

"That’sso,"saidUncleBennoddingcomfortably,"them’syourverywords;on’yaleetlemorestrongthanthat,efIdon’tdisremember。

Well,IreckonI’vegotanidee!"Themasterassumedasuddenexpressionofinterest,butUncleBendidnotvaryhismonotonoustone。

"Ikemacrossthatidee,sotospeak,onthetrail。Ikemacrossitinsomelettersezwaslyingwideopeninthebrush。IpickedemupandI’vegot’emhere。"

Heslowlytookthelettersfromhispocketwithonehand,whilehedraggedthechaironwhichhewassittingbesidethemaster。ButwithaquickflushofindignationMr。Fordroseandextendedhishand。

"TheseareMYletters,Dabney,"hesaidsternly,"stolenfrommydesk。Whohasdaredtodothis?"

ButUncleBenhad,asifaccidentally,interposedhiselbowbetweenthemasterandSeth’sspoils。

"Thenit’sallright?"hereturneddeliberately。"Ibrought’emherebecauseIthoughttheymightgiveanideewheremywifewas。

Forthemlettersisinherownhandwrite。YourememberezItoldezhowshewasascollard。"

Themastersatbackinhischairwhiteanddumb。Incredible,extraordinary,andutterlyunlookedforaswasthisrevelation,hefeltinstinctivelythatitwastrue。

"Icouldn’treaditmyself——ezyouknow。Ididn’tkeertoaxanyoneelsetoreaditforme——youkinreckonwhy,too。Andthat’swhyI’mtroublin’youto-night,Mr。Ford——ezafriend。"

Themasterwithadesperateeffortrecoveredhisvoice。"Itisimpossible。Theladywhowrotethoselettersdoesnotbearyourname。Morethanthat,"headdedwithhastyirrelevance,"sheissofreethatsheisabouttobemarried,asyoumighthaveread。Youhavemadeamistake,thehandwritingmaybelike,butitcannotbereallyyourwife’s。"

UncleBenshookhisheadslowly。"It’sher’n——there’snomistake。

Whenaman,Mr。Ford,hezstudiedthathandwrite——havin’,sotospeak,knowediton’yfromtheOUTSIDE——fromseein’itpassin’likebetweenfriends——thatman’schanceso’bein’mistookain’tezgreateztheman’swhoon’ytakesinthesenseofthewordsthatmightb’longtoeverybody。Andhernamenotbein’thesameezmine,don’tfoller。Efshegotadivorceshe’dtakeheroldgal’sname——

thenameofherfammerly。AndthatwouldseemtoallowsheDIDgetadivorce。Whatmowtshehevcalledherselfwhenshewritthis?"

Themastersawhisopportunityandrosetoitwithachivalrousindignation,thatforthemomentimposedevenuponhimself。"I

declinetoanswerthatquestion,"hesaidangrily。"Irefusetoallowthenameofanywomanwhohonorsmewithherconfidencetobedraggedintotheinfamousoutragethathasbeencommitteduponmeandcommondecency。AndIshallholdthethiefandscoundrel——

whoeverhemaybe——answerabletomyselfintheabsenceofhernaturalprotector。"

UncleBensurveyedtheherooftheseglitteringgeneralitieswithundisguisedadmiration。Heextendedhishandtohimgravely。

"Shake!Efanotherproofwaswantin’,Mr。Ford,ofthatbein’mywife’sletter,"hesaid,"thathigh-tonedstyleofyourswouldsettleit。For,eftharwasonethingsheDIDlike,itwasthatsortofpo’try。Andonereasonwhyherandmedidn’tgeton,andwhyIskedaddled,wasbecauseitwasn’tinmyline。Et’sallintrainin’!On’yamanezhadtheFourthReaderathisfingers’endscouldtalklikethat。Bein’broughtuponDobell——ezisnowhere——

itsorterletsmeouteryou,ezitdidouterHER。Butallowin’itain’tthesquarethingforYOUtomentionhername,thatwouldn’tbenothin’agin’MYdoin’it,andcallin’her,well——LouPriceinakeerlesssorto’way,eh?"

"Ideclinetoanswerfurther,"repliedthemasterquickly,althoughhiscolorhadchangedatthename。"Ideclinetosayanotherwordonthematteruntilthismysteryisclearedup——untilIknowwhodaredtobreakintomydeskandstealmyproperty,andthepurposeofthisunheard-ofoutrage。AndIdemandpossessionofthoselettersatonce。"

UncleBenwithoutawordputtheminthemaster’shand,tohisslightsurprise,anditmustbeaddedtohisfaintdiscomfiture,norwasitdecreasedwhenUncleBenadded,withgravenaiveteandapatronizingpressureofhishandonhisshoulder,——"Incourseezyou’retaken’itontoyourself,andezLouPriceain’tgotnofurthercallonME,theyorterbeyours。Eztowhogot’emouterthedesk,Ireckonyouain’tgotnosuspicionofanyonespyin’

roundye——hevye?"

InaninstanttherecollectionofSethDavis’sfaceatthewindowandthecorroborationofRupert’swarningflashedacrossFord’smind。ThehypothesisthatSethhadimaginedthattheywereCressy’sletters,andhadthrownthemdownwithoutreadingthemwhenhehadfoundouthismistake,seemednatural。ForifhehadreadthemhewouldundoubtedlyhavekeptthemtoshowtoCressy。

ThecomplexemotionsthathaddisturbedthemasteronthediscoveryofUncleBen’srelationshiptothewriteroftheletterswereresolvingthemselvesintoafuriousrageatSeth。ButbeforehedaredrevengehimselfhemustbefirstassuredthatSethwasignorantoftheircontents。HeturnedtoUncleBen。

"Ihaveasuspicion,buttomakeitcertainImustaskyouforthepresenttosaynothingofthistoanyone。"

UncleBennodded。"Andwhenyouhevfoundoutandyou’resettledinyourmindthatyoukinmakemymindeasyaboutthisyerLouPrice,ezwe’llcallher,bein’divorcedsquarely,andbein’,sotospeak,inthewayo’gettin’marriedagin,yemightletmeknowezafriend。IreckonIwon’ttroubleyouanymoreto-night——onlessyouandmetakesanothersociabledrinktogetherinthebar。No?

Well,then,good-night。"Hemovedslowlytowardsthedoor。Withhishandonthelockheadded:"Efyerwritin’toheragin,youmightsayezhowyoufoundMElookin’wellandcomf’able,andhopin’she’senjyin’thesameblessin’。’Solong。"

Hedisappeared,leavingthemasterinahopelesscollapseofconflicting,and,itistobefeared,notveryheroicemotions。

Thesituation,whichhadbegunsodramatically,hadbecomesuddenlyunromanticallyludicrous,without,however,losinganyofitsembarrassingquality。Hewasconsciousthatheoccupiedthesingularpositionofbeingmoreridiculousthanthehusband——whoseinvincibleandcomplacentsimplicitystunghimlikethemostexquisiteirony。Foraninstanthewasalmostgoadedintothefuryofdeclaringthathehadbrokenofffromthewriterofthelettersforever,butitsinconsistencywiththechivalrousattitudehehadjusttakenoccurredtohimintimetopreventhimfrombecomingdoublyabsurd。HisragewithSethDavisseemedtohimtheonlyfeelingleftthatwasgenuineandrational,andyet,nowthatUncleBenhadgone,eventhathadaspuriousring。ItwasnecessaryforhimtolashhimselfintoafuryoverthehypothesisthatthelettersMIGHThavebeenCressy’s,anddesecratedbythatscoundrel’stouch。Perhapshehadreadthemandleftthemtobepickedupbyothers。Helookedoverthemcarefullytoseeiftheirmeaningwould,totheordinaryreader,appearobviousandcompromising。

Hiseyefellonthefirstparagraph。

"Ishouldnotbequitefairwithyou,Jack,ifIaffectedtodisbelieveinyourfaithinyourloveformeanditsendurance,butIshouldbestillmoreunfairifIdidn’ttellyouwhatIhonestlybelieve,thatatyourageyouareapttodeceiveyourself,and,withoutknowingit,todeceiveothers。Youconfessyouhavenotyetdecideduponyourcareer,andyouarealwayslookingforwardsohopefully,dearJack,forachangeinthefuture,butyouarewillingtobelievethatfarmoreseriousthingsthanthatwillsuffernochangeinthemeantime。Ifwecontinuedaswewere,I,whoamolderthanyouandhavemoreexperience,mightlearnthemiseryofseeingyouchangetowardsMEasIhavechangedtowardsanother,andforthesamereason。IfIweresureIcouldkeeppacewithyouinyourdreamsandyourambition,ifIweresurethatI

alwaysknewWHATtheywere,wemightstillbehappy——butIamnotsure,andIdarenotagainriskmyhappinessonanuncertainty。IncomingtomypresentresolutionIdonotlookforhappiness,butatleastIknowIshallnotsufferdisappointment,norinvolveothersinit。IconfessIamgrowingtoooldnottofeelthevaluetoawoman——anecessitytoherinthiscountry——ofsecurityinherpresentandfutureposition。Anothercangivemethat。Andalthoughyoumaycallthisaselfishviewofourrelations,I

believethatyouwillsoon——ifyoudonot,evenasyoureadthisnow——feelthejusticeofit,andthankmefortakingit。"

Withasmileofscornhetoreuptheletter,inwhathefondlybelievedwasthebitternessofanoutragedtrustfulnature,forgettingthatformanyweekshehadscarcelythoughtofitswriter,andthathehimselfinhisconducthadalreadyanticipateditstruths。

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