KeithwasbesideMildred。Whentheywereunderway,shesaid:
``Whydidyoustopme?PerhapsI’llneverhavethecourageagain。’’
``Courageforwhat?’’askedhe。
``Totakeyouradvice,andbreakoff。’’
``MYadvice?’’
``Yes,youradvice。’’
``Youhavetoclutchatandclingtosomebody,don’tyou?Youcan’tbeartheideaofstandingupbyyourownstrength。’’
``YouthinkI’mtryingtofastentoyou?’’shesaid,withanangrylaugh。
``Iknowit。Youadmittedit。Youarenotsatisfiedwiththewaythingsaregoing。Youhavedoubtsaboutyourcareer。Youshrinkfromyouronlycomfortablealternative,ifthecareerwinksout。Youaskmemyopinionaboutyourselfandaboutcareers。Igiveit。
Now,Ifindyouaskedonlythatyoumighthavesomeonetoleanon,toaccuseofhavinggotyouintoamess,ifdoingwhatyouthinkyououghttodoturnsoutasbadlyasyoufear。’’
Itwasthelongestspeechshehadheardhimmake。
Shehadnoinclinationtodisputehisanalysisofhermotives。``Ididnotrealizeit,’’saidshe,``butthatisprobablyso。But——rememberhowIwasbroughtup。’’
``There’sonlyonethingforyoutodo。’’
``Gobacktomyhusband?Youknow——aboutme——don’tyou?’’
``Yes’’
``Ican’tgobacktohim。’’
``No。’’
``Then——what?’’sheasked。
``Goon,asnow,’’repliedhe。
``Youdespiseme,don’tyou?’’
``No。’’
``Butyousaidyoudid。’’
``Dislikeanddespisearenotatallthesame。’’
``Youadmitthatyoudislikeme,’’criedshetriumphantly。
Hedidnotanswer。
``Youthinkmeaweak,clingingcreature,notabletodoanythingbutmakepretenses。’’
Noanswer。
``Don’tyou?’’shepersisted。
``ProbablyIhaveaboutthesameopinionofyouthatyouhaveofyourself。’’
``WhatWILLbecomeofme?’’shesaid。Herfacelightedupwithanexpressionofrecklessbeauty。``IfIcouldonlygetstartedI’dgotothedevil,laughinganddancing——andtakingatrainwithme。’’
``YouAREstarted,’’saidhe,withanamiablesmile。
``Keepon。ButIdoubtifyou’llbesowellamusedasyoumayimagine。Goingtothedevilisn’tasit’spaintedinnovelsbyhomelyoldmaidsandbymentootimidtogooutofnights。Afewstepsfarther,andyourdisillusionmentwillbegin。Butthere’llbenoturningback。Already,youarealmosttoooldtomakeacareer。’’
``I’monlytwenty-four。IflatteredmyselfIlookedstillyounger。’’
``It’sworsethanIthought,’’saidhe。``Mostofthesingers,eventhesecond-rateones,beganatfifteen——
beganseriously。Andyouhaven’tbegunyet。’’
``That’sunjust,’’sheprotested。``I’vedonealittle。
Manygreatpeoplewouldthinkitagreatdeal。’’
``Youhaven’tbegunyet,’’repeatedhecalmly。``Youhavespentalotofmoney,andhavedonealotofdreamingandtalkingandlisteningtocompliments,andhavetakenalotoflessonsofanexpensivecharlatan。Butwhathavethosethingstodowithacareer?’’
``You’veneverheardmesing。’’
``Idonotcareforsinging。’’
``Oh!’’saidsheinatoneofrelief。``Thenyouknownothingaboutallthis。’’
``Onthecontrary,Iknoweverythingaboutacareer。
Andweweretalkingofcareers,notofsinging。’’
``YoumeanthatmyvoiceisworthlessbecauseI
haven’ttheotherelements?’’
``WhatelsecouldIhavemeant?’’saidhe。``Youhaven’tthestrength。Youhaven’tthehealth。’’
Shelaughedasshestraightenedherself。``DoI
lookweakandsickly?’’criedshe。
``Forthepurposesofacareerasafemaleyouarestrongandwell,’’saidhe。``Forthepurposeofacareerasasinger——’’Hesmiledandshookhishead。
``Asingermusthavemuscleslikewireropes,likeablacksmithorawasherwoman。Theotherdaywewereclimbingahill——anotverysteephill。Youstoppedfivetimesforbreath,andtwiceyousatdowntorest。’’
Shewasliterallyhangingherheadwithshame。``I
wasn’tverywellthatday,’’shemurmured。
``Don’tdeceiveyourself,’’saidhe。``Don’tindulgeinthefatalfollyofself-excuse。’’
``Goon,’’shesaidhumbly。``Iwanttohearitall。’’
``Isyourthroatsoreto-day?’’pursuedhe。
Shecolored。``It’sbetter,’’shemurmured。
``Asingerwithsorethroat!’’mockedhe。``You’vehadaslightfogginessofthevoiceallsummer。’’
``It’sthisseaair,’’sheeagerlyprotested。``Itaffectseveryone。’’
``Noself-excuse,please,’’interruptedhe。``Cigarettes,champagne,allkindsoffoolishfood,animpaireddigestion——that’sthetruth,andyouknowit。’’
``I’vegotsplendiddigestion!Icaneatanything!’’
shecried。``Oh,youdon’tknowthefirstthingaboutsinging。Youdon’tknowabouttemperament,aboutart,aboutallthethingsthatsingingreallymeans。’’
``Weweretalkingofcareers,’’saidhe。``Acareermeansapersonwhocanbereliedupontodowhatisdemandedofhim。Asinger’scareermeansapowerfulbody,perfecthealth,asounddigestion。Withoutthem,thevoicewillnotbereliable。Whatyouneedisnotsingingteachers,butteachersofathleticsandofhygiene。
Tohearyoutalkaboutacareerislikelisteningtoachild。Youthinkyoucanbecomeaprofessionalsingerbypayingmoneytoateacher。Therearelawyersanddoctorsandbusinessmeninalllineswhothinkthatwayabouttheirprofessions——thatlearningalittleroutineoftechnicalknowledgemakesalawyeroradoctororamerchantorafinancier。’’
``Tellme——WHAToughtItolearn?’’
``Learntothink——andtopersist。Learntoconcentrate。Learntomakesacrifices。Learntohandleyourselfasagreatpainterhandleshisbrushandcolors。
Thenperhapsyou’llmakeacareerasasinger。Ifnot,it’llbeacareerassomethingorother。’’
Shewaswatchinghimwithawistful,puzzledexpression。
``CouldIeverdoallthat?’’
``Anyonecould,byworkingawayatiteveryday。
Ifyougainonlyoneinchaday,inayearyou’llhavegainedthreehundredandsixty-fiveinches。Andifyougainaninchadayforawhileandholdit,yousoonbegintogainafootaday。Butthere’snoneedtoworryaboutthat。’’Hewasgazingathernowwithanexpressionofanimationthatshowedhowfeverishlyalivehewasbehindthatmaskofcalmness。``Theday’swork——that’sthestoryofsuccess。Dotheday’sworkpersistently,thoroughly,intelligently。Nevermindaboutto-morrow。Thinkingofitmeansdreamingordespairing——bothfutilities。Justtheday’swork。’’
``Ibegintounderstand,’’shesaidthoughtfully。
``Youareright。I’vedonenothing。Oh,I’vebeenafool——morefoolisheventhanIthought。’’
Alongsilence,thenshesaid,somewhatembarrassedandinalowvoice,thoughtherewasnodangerofthoseinfrontofthemhearing:
``Iwantyoutoknowthattherehasbeennothingwrong——betweenStanleyandme。’’
``Doyouwishmetoputthattoyourcreditortoyourdiscredit?’’inquiredhe。
``Whatdoyoumean?’’
``Why,you’vejusttoldmethatyouhaven’tgivenStanleyanythingatallforhismoney——thatyou’vecheatedhimoutright。Thethingitselfisdiscreditable,butyourtonesuggeststhatyouthinkI’lladmireyouforit。’’
``Doyoumeantosaythatyou’dthinkmorehighlyofmeifIwere——whatmostwomenwouldbeinthesamecircumstances?’’
``ImeantosaythatIthinkthewholebusinessisdiscreditabletobothofyou——tohisintelligence,toyourcharacter。’’
``Youarefrank,’’saidshe,tryingtohideheranger。
``Iamfrank,’’repliedhe,undisturbed。Helookedather。``WhyshouldInotbe?’’
``YouknowthatIneedyou,thatIdon’tdareresent,’’saidshe。``Soisn’tit——alittlecowardly?’’
``Whydoyouneedme?Notformoney,foryouknowyou’llnotgetthat。’’
``Idon’twantit,’’criedshe,agitated。``Ineverthoughtofit。’’
``Yes,you’veprobablythoughtofit,’’repliedhecoolly。``Butyouwillnotgetit。’’
``Well,that’ssettled——I’llnotgetit。’’
``Thenwhydoyouneedme?OfwhatusecanIbetoyou?Onlyoneuseintheworld。Totellyouthetruth——theexacttruth。Isnotthatso?’’
``Yes,’’shesaid。``ThatiswhatIwantfromyou——whatIcan’tgetfromanyoneelse。Nooneelseknowsthetruth——notevenMrs。Brindley,thoughshe’sintelligent。ItakebackwhatIsaidaboutyourbeingcowardly。Oh,youdostabmyvanityso!Youmustn’tmindmycryingout。Ican’thelpit——atleast,nottillIgetusedtoyou。’’
``Cryout,’’saidhe。``Itdoesnoharm。’’
``Howwonderfullyyouunderstandme!’’exclaimedshe。``That’swhyIletyousaytomeanythingyouplease。’’
Hewassmilingpeculiarly——asmilethatsomehowmadeherfeeluncomfortable。Shenervedherselfforsomestilldeeperstabintohervanity。Hesaid,hisgazeuponherandironical:
``I’msorryIcan’treturnthecompliment。’’
``Whatcompliment?’’askedshe。
``Can’tsaythatyouunderstandme。WhydoyouthinkIamdoingthis?’’
Shecolored。``Oh,noindeed,Mr。Keith,’’sheprotested,``Idon’tthinkyouareinlovewithme——oranythingofthatsort。Indeed,Idonot。Iknowyoubetterthanthat。’’
``Really?’’saidhe,amused。``Thenyouarenothuman。’’
``Howcanyouthinkmesovain?’’sheprotested。
``Becauseyouareso,’’repliedhe。``Youareasvain——nomoreso,butjustasmuchso——astheaverageprettyandattractivewomanbroughtupasyouhavebeen。Youarenotobsessedbythenotionthatyourphysicalcharmsareall-powerful,andinthatfactthereishopeforyou。Butyouattachentirelytoomuchimportancetothem。Youwillfindthemahindranceforalongtimebeforetheybegintobeahelptoyouinyourcareer。Andtheywillalwaysbeatemptationtoyoutotaketheeasy,stupidwayofmakingaliving——theonlywayopentomostwomenthatisnotpositivelyrepulsive。’’
``Ithinkitisthemostrepulsive,’’saidMildred。
``Don’tcant,’’repliedhe,unimpressed。``It’snotsorepulsivetoyoursortofwomanasmanuallabor——
orasanykindofworkthatmeansnoleisure,noluxuryandsmallpay。’’
``Iwonder,’’saidMildred。``I——I’mafraidyou’reright。ButIWON’Tadmitit。Idon’tdare。’’
``That’sthefinest,truestthingI’veeverheardyousay,’’saidKeith。
Mildredwaspleasedoutofallproportiontothecompliment。Saidshewithfrankeagerness,``ThenI’mnotaltogetherhopeless?’’
``Asacharacter,noindeed,’’repliedhe。``Butasacareer——Iwasabouttosay,youmaysetyourmindatrest。Ishallnevertrytocollectformyservices。
Iamdoingallthissolelyoutofobstinacy。’’
``Obstinacy?’’askedthepuzzledgirl。
``Theimpossibleattractsme。That’swhyI’veneverbeeninterestedtomakeacareerinlaworpoliticsorthosethings。Icareonlyforthethingthatcan’tbedone。WhenIsawyouandstudiedyou,asIstudyeverynewthing,Idecidedthatyoucouldnotpossiblymakeacareer。’’
``Whyhaveyouchangedyourmind?’’sheinterruptedeagerly。
``Ihaven’t,’’repliedhe。``IfIhad,Ishouldhavelostinterestinyou。Justassoonasyoushowsignsofmakingacareer,Ishallloseinterestinyou。Ihaveafriend,adoctor,whowilltakeonlycaseswherecureisimpossible。Lookingatyou,itoccurredtomethatherewasachancetomakeanexperimentmoreinterestingthananyofhis。AndasIhavenootherimpossibletaskinvitingmeatpresent,Idecidedtoundertakeyou——ifyouwerewilling。’’
``Whydoyoutellmethis?’’sheasked。``Todiscourageme?’’
``No。Yourvanitywillpreventthat。’’
``Thenwhy?’’
``Toclearmyselfofallresponsibilityforyou。Youunderstand——Ibindmyselftonothing。Iamfreetostoportogoonatanytime。’’
``AndI?’’saidMildred。
``YoumustdoexactlyasItellyou。’’
``Butthatisnotfair,’’criedshe。
``Whynot?’’inquiredhe。``Withoutmeyouhavenohope——nonewhatever。’’
``Idon’tbelievethat,’’declaredshe。``Itisnottrue。’’
``Verywell。Thenwe’lldropthebusiness,’’saidhetranquilly。``IfthetimecomeswhenyouseethatI’myouronlyhope,andifthenI’minmypresenthumor,wewillgoon。’’
Andhelapsedintosilencefromwhichshesoongaveovertryingtorousehim。Shethoughtofwhathehadsaid,studiedhim,butcouldmakenothingofit。Sheletfourdaysgoby,daysofincreasingunrestandunhappiness。Shecouldnotaccountforherself。DonaldKeithseemedtohavecastaspelloverher——anevilspell。Herthroatgavehermoreandmoretrouble。Shetriedhervoice,foundthatithadvanished。
Sheexaminedherselfintheglass,andsaworfanciedthatherlooksweregoing——notsothatotherswouldnoteit,butinthesubtlewaysthatgivethefirstalarmtoawomanwhohasbeautyworthtakingcareofandthinksaboutitintelligently。ShethoughtMrs。Brindleywasbeginningtodoubther,suspectedacovertuneasinessinStanley。Herfoundations,suchastheywere,seemedtotteringandreadytodisintegrate。Shesawherownpastwithclearvisionforthefirsttime——
sawhowfutileshehadbeen,andwhyKeithbelievedtherewasnohopeforher。Shemadedesperateeffortstostopthinkingaboutpastandfuture,toabsorbherselfinpresentcomfortandluxuryandopportunitiesforenjoyment。ButKeithwasalwaysthere——andtoseehimwastoloseallcapacityforenjoyment。Shewascurt,almostrudetohim——hadsomevagueideaofforcinghimtostayaway。Yeteverytimeshelostsightofhim,shewasinterroruntilshesawhimagain。
Shewasaloneonthesmallverandafacingthehigh-
road。Shehappenedtoglancetowardthestation。hergazebecamefixed,herbodyrigid,for,comingleisurelyandpompouslytowardthehouse,wasGeneralSiddall,inthefullpanoplyofhiswonderfultailoringandhaberdashery。Shethoughtofflight,butinstantlyknewthatflightwasuseless。thelittlegeneralwasnottherebyaccident。Shewaited,herrigiditygivingheradeceptiveseemingofcalmandevenease。Heenteredthelittleyard,takingoffhisglossyhatandexposingtherampanttoupee。Hesmiledathersoslightlythattheangleoftheneedle-pointedmustachesandimperialwasnotchanged。Thecold,expressionless,fishyeyessimplylookedather。
``Adelightfullittlehouse,’’saidhe,withapatronizingglancearound。``MayIsitdown?’’
Sheinclinedherhead。
``Andyouarelookingwell,charming,’’hewenton,andheseatedhimselfandcarefullyplantedhisneatbootssidebyside。``Forthesummerthere’snothingequaltotheseashore。Youaresurprisedtoseeme?’’
``Ithoughtyouwereabroad,’’saidMildred。
``SoIwas——untilyesterday。Icamebackbecausemymenhadfoundyou。AndI’mherebecauseIventuretohopethatyouhavehadenoughofthisfoolishescapade。Ihopewecancometoanunderstanding。
I’velostmytasteforwanderingabout。Iwishtosettledown——tohaveahomeandtostayinit。BythatImean,ofcourse,twoorthree——orpossiblyfour——
houses,accordingtotheseason。’’Mildredsentherglancedartingabout。Thelittlegeneralsawandbegantotalkmorerapidly。``I’vegivenconsiderablethoughttoour——ourmisunderstanding。IfeelthatI
gavetoomuchimportancetoyour——your——Ididnottakeyouryouthandinexperienceoftheworldandofmarriedlifesufficientlyintoaccount。AlsothefirstMrs。Siddallwasnotalady——northesecond。Alady,ayounglady,wasanewexperiencetome。Iamagenerousman。SoIsayfranklythatIoughttohavebeenmorepatient。’’
``YousaidyouwouldneverseemeagainuntilIcametoyou,’’saidMildred。Ashewasnotlookingather,shewatchedhisface。Shenowsawachange——behindthemask。Buthewentoninanunchangedvoice:
``WereyouawarethatMrs。Bairdisabouttosueherhusbandforaseparation——notforadivorcebutforaseparation——andnameyou?’’
Mildreddroppedlimplybackinherchair。
``Thatmeansscandal,’’continuedSiddall,``scandaltouchingmyname——myhonor。Imaysay,IdonotbelievewhatMrs。Bairdcharges。Mymenhavehadyouunderobservationforseveralweeks。Also,Mrs。
Brindleyis,Ilearn,awomanofthehighestcharacter。
Butthethinglooksbad——youhidingfromyourhusband,livingunderanassumedname,receivingthevisitsofaformeradmirer。’’
``Youaremistaken,’’saidMildred。``Mrs。Bairdwouldnotbringsuchafalse,wickedcharge。’’
``Youareinnocent,mydear,’’saidthegeneral。
``Youdon’trealizehowyourconductlooks。Sheintendstochargethatherhusbandhasbeensupportingyou。’’
Mildred,quivering,startedup,sankweaklybackagain。
``But,’’hewenton,``youwilleasilyprovethatyourmoneyisyourinheritancefromyourfather。IassuredmyselfofthatbeforeIconsentedtocomehere。’’
``Consented?’’saidMildred。``Atwhoserequest?’’
``Thatofmyowngenerosity,’’repliedhe。``Butmyhonorhadtobereassured。WhenIwassatisfiedthatyouwereinnocent,andsimplyflightyandfoolish,Icame。Iftherehadbeenanytaintuponyou,ofcourseIcouldnothavetakenyouback。Asitis,Iamwilling——Imaysay,morethanwilling。Mrs。Bairdcanbeboughtoffandfrightenedoff。Whenshefindsyouhavemetoprotectyou,shewillmoveverycautiously,youmaybesure。’’
Asthelittlemantalked,Mildredsawandfeltbehindthemaskthethoughts,thelongingsofhisphysicalinfatuationforhercoilinganduncoilingandreachingtremulouslyouttowardherlikeunclean,horribletentacles。Shewasdrawnasfarascouldbebackintoherchair,andhersoulwasshrinkingwithinherbody。
``Iamwillingtomakeyouaproperallowance,andtogiveyouallproperfreedom,’’hewenton。Heshowedhissharpwhiteteethinagracioussmile。``I
realizeImustconcedesomethingofmyold-fashionedideastothemodernspirit。IneverthoughtIwould,butIdidn’tappreciatehowfondIwasofyou,mydear。’’Hemumbledhistongueandnoiselesslysmackedhisthinlips。``Yes,youareworthconcessionsandsacrifices。’’
``Iamnotgoingback,’’saidMildred。``Nothingyoucouldoffermewouldmakeanydifference。’’Shefeltsuddenlycalmandstrong。Shestood。``Pleaseconsiderthisfinal。’’
``But,mydear,’’saidthegeneralsoftly,thoughtherewasawickedgleambehindthemask,``youforgetthescandal——’’
``Iforgetnothing,’’interruptedshe。``Ishallnotgoback。’’
Beforehecouldattemptfurthertodetainhersheopenedthescreendoorandentered。Itclosedonthespringandonthespringlock。
DonaldKeith,cominginfromthesea-frontveranda,wasjustintimetosaveherfromfalling。Shepushedhimfiercelyawayandsankdownonthesofajustwithintheprettylittledrawing-room。Shesaid:
``Thankyou。Ididn’tmeantoberude。Iwasonlyangrywithmyself。I’mgettingtobeoneofthoseabsurdfemaleswhoblubberandkeelover。’’
``You’rewhiteandlimp,’’saidhe。``What’sthematter?’’
``GeneralSiddallisoutthere。’’
``Um——he’scomeback,hashe?’’saidKeith。
``AndIamafraidofhim——horriblyafraidofhim。’’
``Insomeplacesandcircumstanceshewouldbeadangerousproposition,’’saidKeith。``ButnothereintheEast——andnottoyou。’’
``HewoulddoANYTHING。Idon’tknowwhathecando,butIamsureitwillbefrightful——willdestroyme。’’
``Youaregoingwithhim?’’
Shelaughed。``Iloathehim。IthoughtIlefthimthroughfearandanger。Iwasmistaken。Itwasloathing。Andmyfearofhim——it’sloathing,too。’’
``Youmeanthat?’’saidKeith,observingherintently。``Youwishtoberidofhim?’’
``Whatapooropinionyouhaveofme,’’saidshe。
``Really,Idon’tdeservequitethat。’’
``Thencomewithme。’’
Thelookofterrorandshrinkingreturned。
``Where?Toseehim?’’
``Forthelasttime,’’saidKeith。``There’llbenoscene。’’
Itwasthesupremetestofherconfidenceinhim。
Withouthesitation,sherose,precededhimintothehall,andadvancedfirmlytowardthescreendoorthroughwhichthelittlegeneralcouldbeseen。Hewasstandingatthetopstep,hisbacktothem。Atthesoundoftheopeningdoorheturned。
``ThisisMr。DonaldKeith,’’saidMildred。``Hewishestospeaktoyou。’’
Thegeneralbowed。Keithbenthishead。Theyeyedeachotherwiththemeasuringglance。Keithsaidinhisdry,terseway:``IaskedMissGowertocomewithmebecauseIwishhertohearwhatIhavetosaytoyou。’’
``Youmeanmywife,’’saidthegeneralwithagracioussmile。
``ImeanMissGower,’’returnedKeith。``Asyouknow,sheisnotyourwife。’’
Mildredutteredacry。butthetwomencontinuedtolookeachattheother,withimpassivecountenances。
``YouronlywifeisthewomanwhohasbeenintheprivateinsaneasylumofDoctorRiversatPueblo,Colorado,forthepastelevenyears。ForabouttwentyyearsbeforethatshewasintheDelavanprivateasylumnearDenver。YoucouldnotdivorceherunderthelawsofColorado。ThedivorceyougotinNevadawasfraudulent。’’
``That’salie,’’saidthegeneralcoldly。
Keithwenton,asifhehadnotheard:``Youwillnotannoythisladyagain。AndyouwillstopbribingStanleyBaird’swifetomakeafoolofherself。AndyouwillstopbuyinghousesintheblockswhereBairdownsrealestate,andmovingcoloredfamiliesintothem。’’
``Itellyouthataboutmydivorceisalie,’’repliedSiddall。
``Icanproveit,’’saidKeith。``AndIcanprovethatyouknewitbeforeyoumarriedyoursecondwife。’’
ForthefirsttimeSiddallbetrayedatthesurfaceahintofhowhardhewashit。Hisskingrewbrightyellow。
wrinklesroundhiseyesandroundthebaseofhisnosesprangintosuddenprominence。
``IseeyouknowwhatImean——thatattempttofalsifytherecordatCarsonCity,’’saidKeith。HeopenedthescreendoorforMildredtopassin。Hefollowedher,andthedoorclosedbehindthem。Theywentintothedrawing-room。Hedroppedintoaneasychair,crossedhislegs,leanedhisheadbackindolently——afavoriteattitudeofhis。
``Howlonghaveyouknown?’’saidshe。Hercheekswereflushedwithexcitement。
``Oh,agoodmanyyears,’’repliedhe。``Itwasoneofthoseaccidentalbitsofinformationamanrunsacrossinknockingabout。AssoonasBairdtoldmeaboutyou,Ihadthethinglookedup,quietly。Iwasgoinguptoseehimto-morrow——aboutthenegroesandMrs。
Baird’ssuit。’’
``DoesStanleyknow?’’inquiredshe。
``No,’’saidKeith。``Notnecessary。Neverwillbe。Ifyoulike,youcanhavethemarriageannulledwithoutnotoriety。Butthat’snotnecessary,either。’’
Afteralongsilence,shesaid:``Whatdoesthismakeoutofme?’’
``Youmean,whatwouldbethoughtofyou,ifitwereknown?’’inquiredhe。``Well,itprobablywouldn’timproveyoursocialposition。’’
``Iamdisgraced,’’saidshe,curiouslyratherthanemotionally。
``Wouldbe,ifitwereknown,’’correctedhe,``andifyouarenothingbutawomanwithoutmoneylookingforahusband。Ifyouhappenedtobeasingeroranactress,itwouldaddtoyourreputation——makeyoumoretalkedabout。’’
``ButIamnotanactressorasinger。’’
``Ontheotherhand,Ishouldsayyoudidn’tamounttomuchsocially。ExceptinHangingRock,ofcourse——ifthereisstillaHangingRock。Don’tworryaboutyourreputation。Fussingandfrettingaboutyoursocialpositiondoesn’thelptowardacareer。’’
``Naturally,youtakeitcoolly。Butyoucanhardlyexpectmeto,’’criedshe。
``Youaretakingitcoolly,’’saidhe。``Thenwhytrytoworkyourselfupintoafitofhysterics?Thethingisofnoimportance——exceptthatyou’refreenow——willneverbebotheredbySiddallagain。Yououghttothankme,andforgetit。Don’tbeoneofthelittlepeoplewhoareforeveragitatingabouttrifles。’’
Trifles!Tospeakofsuchthingsastrifles!Andyet——Well,whatdidtheyactuallyamounttoinherlife?``Yes,IAMfree,’’shesaidthoughtfully。``I’vegotwhatIwanted——gotitintheeasiestwaypossible。’’
``That’sbetter,’’saidheapprovingly。
``AndI’veburntmybridgesbehindme,’’pursuedshe。``There’snothingformenowbuttogoahead。’’
``Whichroad?’’inquiredhecarelessly。
``Thecareer,’’criedshe。``There’snootherforme。
OfcourseICOULDmarryStanley,whenhe’sfree,ashewouldbebeforeverylong,ifIsuggestedit。Yes,I
couldmarryhim。’’
``Couldyou?’’observedhe。
``Doesn’theloveme?’’
``Undoubtedly。’’
``Thenwhydoyousayhewouldnotmarryme?’’
demandedshe。
``DidIsaythat?’’
``Youinsinuatedit。Yousuggestedthattherewasadoubt。’’
``Then,thereisnodoubt?’’
``Yes,thereis,’’shecriedangrily。``Youwon’tletmeenjoytheleastbitofadelusion。HemightmarrymeifIwerefamous。ButasIamnow——He’saninbredsnob。Hecan’thelpit。Hesimplycouldn’tmarryawomaninmyposition。Butyou’reoverlookingonething——that_I_wouldnotmarryHIM。’’
``That’sunimportant,iftrue,’’saidKeith。
``Youdon’tbelieveit?’’
``Idon’tcareanythingaboutit,mydearlady,’’saidKeith。``HaveyougottimetowasteinthinkingabouthowmuchIaminlovewithyou?Whatawomanlywomanyouare,tobesure。Yourtruewoman,youknow,neverthinksofanythingbutlove——nothowmuchsheloves,buthowmuchsheisloved。’’
``Becareful!’’shewarned。``Somedayyou’llgotoofarinsayingoutrageousthingstome。’’
``Andthen?’’saidhesmilingly。
``Youcarenothingforourfriendship?’’
``TheexperimentistheonlyinterestIhaveinyou,’’
repliedhe。
``Thatisnottrue,’’saidshe。``Youhavealwayslikedme。That’swhyyoulookedupmyhus——
GeneralSiddal{sic}andgotreadyforhim。That’swhyyousavedmeto-day。Youareaverytender-heartedandgenerousman——andyouhideitasyoudoeverythingelseaboutyourself。’’
Hewaslookingoffintospacefromthedepthsoftheeasychair,amockingsmileonhisclassical,impassiveface。
``Whatpuzzlesme,’’shewenton,``iswhyyouinterestyourselfinasvainandshallowandvacillatingawomanasIam。Youdon’tcareformylooks——andthat’sallthereistome。’’
``Don’tpausetobecontradicted,’’saidhe。
Shewasinafinehumornow。``YoumightatleasthavesaidIwasuptothefemaleaverage,forIam。
Whathavetheygottoofferamanbuttheirlooks?
DoyouknowwhyIdespisemen?’’
``Doyou?’’
``Ido。Andit’sbecausetheyputupwithwomenasmuchastheydo——spendsomuchmoneyonthem,listentotheirchatter,admiretheirridiculousclothes。
Oh,Iunderstandwhy。I’velearnedthat。AndIcanimaginemyselfputtingupwithanythinginsomeonemanIhappenedtofancystrongly。Butmenarefoolishaboutthewholesex——orallofthemthathaveashadowofaclaimtogoodlooks。’’
``Yes,themenmakefoolsofthemselves,’’admittedhe。``ButInoticethatthemenmanagesomehowtomakethecareers,andholdontothemoneyandthepower,whilethewomenhavetowheedleandfawnandsubmitinordertogetwhattheywantfromthemen。
There’snothingtobesaidforyoursex。It’sbeenhopelesslycorruptedbymine。Forallthetalkabouttheinfluenceofwoman,whatimpressionhasyoursexmadeuponmine?Andyoursex——ithasbeenmadebymineintoexactlywhatwewishedittobe。Takemyadvice,getoutofyoursex。Abandonit,andmakeacareer。’’
Afterawhilesherecalledwithastarttheeventsoflessthananhourago——eventsthatoughttohaveseemedwildlyexciting,arousingthedeepestandstrongestemotions。Yettheyhadmadenoimpressionuponher。Absolutelynone。Shehadnohorrorinthethoughtthatshehadbeenthevictimofabigamist。
shehadnoelationoverherreleaseintofreedomandsafety。Shewonderedwhetherthisarosefromutterfrivolousnessorfromindifferencetothetriflesofconventionaljoys,sorrows,agitations,excitementswhicharethewholelifeofmostpeople——thatindifferencewhichisthecauseofthegeneralopinionthatmenandwomenwhomakecareersareusuallyhardenedintheprocess。
Asshelayawakethatnight——shehadgotaverybadhabitoflyingawakehourafterhour——shesuddenlycametoadecision。ButshedidnottellKeithforseveraldays。Shediditinthisway:
``Don’tyouthinkI’mlookingbetter?’’sheasked。
``You’resleepingagain,’’saidhe。
``Doyouknowwhy?Becausemymind’satrest。
I’vedecidedtoacceptyouroffer。’’
``Andmyterms?’’saidhe,apparentlynotinterestedbyherannouncement。
``Andyourterms,’’assentedshe。``Youarefreetostopwheneverthewhimstrikesyou。Imustdoexactlyasyoubid。Whatdoyouwishmetodo?’’
``Nothingatpresent,’’repliedhe。``Iwillletyouknow。’’
Shewasdisappointed。Shehadassumedthatsomething——
somethingnewandinteresting,probablyirritating,perhapsenraging,wouldoccuratonce。Hisindifference,hisputtingofftoafuturetime,whichhismannermadeseemmosthazilyindefinite,gaveherthefoolishandcollapsingsenseofhavingbrokenthroughanopendoor。
VII
THEfirstofSeptembertheywentuptotown。
Stanleyleftatonceforhisannualshootingtrip。
DonaldKeithdisappeared,saying——aswashishabit——
neitherwhathewasaboutnorwhenhewouldbeseenagain。Mrs。Brindleysummonedherpupilsandhermusicalfriends。MildredresumedthelessonswithJennings。Therewasnodoubtaboutit,shehadastonishinglyimprovedduringthesummer。Therehadcome——or,rather,hadcomeback——intohervoicethebirdlikequality,free,joyous,spontaneous,thathadnotbeentheresinceherfather’sdeathandthefamily’sdownfall。ShewasgladthatherarrangementwithDonaldKeithwasofsuchanaturethatshewasreallynotboundtogoonwithit——ifheshouldevercomebackandremindherofwhatshehadsaid。NowthatJenningswasenthusiastic——givingjustanddeservedpraise,asherownearandMrs。Brindleyassuredher,shewasangryatherselfforhavingtoleratedKeith’sfrankness,hisinsolence,hisinsultingandcontemptuousdenialsofherability。Shewasimpatienttoseehim,thatshemightputhimdown。ShesaidtoJennings:
``YouthinkIcanmakeacareer?’’
``Thereisn’tadoubtinmymindnow,’’repliedhe。
``Yououghttobeoneofthefewgreatlyricsopranoswithinfiveyears。’’
``Aman,thissummer——areallyunusualmaninsomeways——toldmetherewasnohopeforme。’’
``Asingingteacher?’’
``No,alawyer。AMr。Keith——DonaldKeith。’’
``I’veheardofhim,’’saidJennings。``HismotherwasRivi,thefamouscoloraturaoftwentyyearsago。’’
Mildredwasastounded。``Hemustknowsomethingaboutmusic。’’
``Probably,’’repliedJennings。``HelivedwithherinItaly,Ibelieve,untilhewasalmostgrown。Thenshedied。Yousangforhim?’’
``No,’’Mildredsaidithesitatingly。
``Oh!’’saidJennings,andhisexpression——interested,disturbed,puzzled——madeMildredunderstandwhyshehadbeensoreluctanttoconfess。Jenningsdidnotpursuethesubject,butabruptlybeganthelesson。Thatdayandseveraldaysthereafterheputhertotestshehadneverusedbefore。Shesawthathewassearchingforsomething——fortheflawimpliedintheadverseverdictofthesonofLuciaRivi。Shewasenormouslyrelievedwhenhegaveoverthesearchwithouthavingfoundtheflaw。ShefeltthatDonaldKeith’sverdicthadbeenprovedfalseoratleastfaulty。
Yetshewasnotwhollyreassured,andfromtimetotimeshesuspectedthatJenningshadnotbeen,either。
Soonthegayetyoftheprecedingwinterandspringwasinfullswingagain。Keithdidnotreturn,didnotwrite,andCyrillaBrindleyinquiredandtelephonedinvain。Mildredworkedwithenthusiasm,withhope,presentlywithconfidence。ShehopedeverydaythatKeithwouldcome。shewouldmakehimlistentoher,forcehimtoadmit。Shecaughtaslightcold,neglectedit,triedtosingitaway。Hervoiceleftherabruptly。ShewenttoJenningsasusualthedayshefoundherselfabletodonothingmoremusicalthansqueak。Shetoldhimherplight。Saidhe:
``Begin!Let’shear。’’
Shemadeafewdismalattempts,stoppedshort,and,halflaughing,halfashamed,facedhimforthelecturesheknewwouldbeforthcoming。Now,itsohappenedthatJenningswasinafrightfulhumorthatday——oneofthosehumorsinwhichthemostprudentlosetheirself-control。Hehadbeenlisteningtoasuccessionofnewpupils——womenwithmoneyandnovoice,womenwhoscreechedandscreamedandthoroughlyenjoyedthemselvesandangledconfidentlyforcompliments。AsJenningshadanacutemusicalear,hissufferingshadbeenfrightful。Hewasusedtothesetorments,hadthehabitofturningthefuryintowhichtheyputhimintoexcellentfinancialordisciplinaryaccount。Butonthisparticulardayhisnerveswenttopieces,anditwaswithMildredthattheexplosioncame。Whenshelookedathim,shewashorrifiedtoseeafacedistortedanddiscoloredbysheerrage。
``Youfool!’’heshouted,stormingupanddown。
``Youfool!Youcan’tsing!Keithwasright。Youwouldn’tdoevenforachurchchoir。Youcan’tbereliedon。There’snothingbehindyourvoice——nostrength,noendurance,nobrains。Nobrains!Doyouhear?——nobrains,Isay!’’
Mildredwasterrified。Shehadseenhimintantrumsbefore,butalwaystherehadbeenajudiciousreservingofpartofthetruth。Insteadofresenting,insteadofflashingeyeorquiveringlips,Mildredsatdownandwithwhitefaceanddazedeyesstaredstraightbeforeher。
Jenningsravedandroaredhimselfout。Ashecametohissensesfromthisdebauchoftruth-tellinghisfirstthoughtwashowexpensiveitmightbe。Thus,longbeforetherewasanyoutwardsignthatthestormhadpassed,theravings,theinsultswereshrewdlytemperedwithqualifyings。Ifshekeptoncatchingthesecolds,ifshedidnotobeyhisinstructions,shemightputoffherdebutforyears——forthreeyears,fortwoyearsatleast。Andshewouldalwaysberowingwithmanagersandirritatingthepublic——andsoonandon。Butthemischiefhadbeendone。Thegirldidnotrouse。
``Nousetogoonto-day,’’hesaidgruffly——thepretenseatlastrumblingsofanexpiringstorm。
``Noranyotherday,’’saidMildred。
Shestoodandstraightenedherself。Herfacewasbeautifulratherthanlovely。Itspallor,itsstronglines,themelancholyintensityoftheeyes,madeherseemmorethewomanfullydeveloped,less,farless,thematuringgirl。
``Nonsense!’’scoldedJennings。``Butnomorecoldslikethat。Theyimpairthequalityofthevoice。’’
``Ihavenovoice,’’saidthegirl。``Iseethetruth。’’
Jenningswasinwardlycursinghisinsanetemper。
Inaboutthekindliesttonehehadeverusedwithher,hesaid:``MydearMissStevens,youareinnoconditiontojudgeto-day。Comebackto-morrow。Dosomethingforthatcoldto-night。Clearoutthethroat——andcomebackto-morrow。Youwillsee。’’
``Yes,Iknowthosetricks,’’saidshe,withasadlittlesmile。``Youcanmakeacrowseemtosing。Butyoutoldmethetruth。’’
``To-morrow,’’hecriedpleasantly,givingheranencouragingpatontheshoulder。Heknewthefollyoftalkingtoomuch,thedangerofconfirmingherfearsbypretendingtomakelightofthem。``Agoodsleep,andto-morrowthingswilllookbrighter。’’
Hedidnotlikeherexpression。Itwasnottheonehewasusedtoseeinginthosevain,``temperamental’’
pupilsofhis——thedowncastvanitythatwillbeupagaininafewhours。Itwasrathertheexpressionofonewhohasbeenfinallyandforeverdisillusioned。
OnherwayhomeshestoppedtosendKeithatelegram:``Imustseeyouatonce。’’
Therewereseveralattheapartmentfortea,amongthemCullan,anamateurviolinistandcriticonmusicwhomsheespeciallyliked。For,insteadofthedreamy,romanticcharacterhislargebrowneyesandsensitivefeaturessuggested,herevealedintalkandactionsaboyishgayety——free,beitsaid,fromboyishsilliness——
thatwasmostinfectious。Hiswasoneofthosesoulsthatputusinthemoodtolaughatallseriousness,toforgetallelseinthesupremefactoftherealityofexistence。Hemadeherforgetthatday——forgetuntilKeith’sansweringtelegraminterrupted:``NextMondayafternoon。’’
Aweeklessadayaway!Sheshrankandtrembledattheprospectofrelyinguponherselfaloneforsixlongdays。Everyprophadbeentakenawayfromher。
Eventhedubiouspropofthestrange,unsatisfactoryKeith。Forhadhenotfailedher?Shehadsaid,``must’’and``atonce’’。andhehadrespondedwiththreewordsofcurtrefusal。
AfterdinnerStanleyunexpectedlyappeared。HehardlywaitedforthenecessaryformalitiesofthegreetingbeforehesaidtoMrs。Brindley:``IwanttoseeMildredalone。Iknowyouwon’tmind,Mrs。Brindley。
It’sveryimportant。’’Helaughednervouslybutcheerfully。
``AndinafewminutesI’llcallyouin。IthinkI’llhavesomethinginterestingtotellyou。’’
Mrs。Brindleylaughed。Withhercigaretteinonehandandhercupofafter-dinnercoffeeintheother,shemovedtowardthedoor,sayinggaylytoMildred:
``I’llbeinthenextroom。IfyouscreamIshallhear。Sodon’tbealarmed。’’
Stanleyclosedthedoor,turnedbeaminguponMildred。Saidhe:``Here’smynews。Mymissushasgotherdivorce。’’
Mildredstartedup。
``Yes,therealthing,’’heassuredher。``OfcourseIknewwhatwasdoing。ButIkeptmum——didn’twanttosayanythingtoyoutillIcouldsayeverything。
Mildred,I’mfree。Wecanbemarriedto-morrow,ifyouwill。’’
``Thenyouknowaboutme?’’saidshe,confused。
``OnthewayIstoppedintoseeKeith。Hetoldmeaboutthatskunk——toldmeyouwerefree,too。’’
Mildredslowlysatdown。Herelbowsresteduponthetable。Therewasherbareforearm,slenderandround,andherlong,gracefulfingerslayagainsthercheek。Thelightfromabovereflectedcharminglyfromthesoftwavesandcurvesofherhair。``You’relovely——simplylovely!’’criedStanley。``Mildred——
darling——youWILLmarryme,won’tyou?Youcangorightonwiththecareer,ifyoulike。Infact,I’dratheryouwould,forI’mfrightfullyproudofyourvoice。AndI’vechangedalotsinceIbecamesincerelyinterestedinyou。Theothersortoflifeandpeopledon’tamusemeanymore。Mildred,sayyou’llmarryme。I’llmakeyouashappyasthedaysarelong。’’
Shemovedslightly。Herhanddroppedtothetable。
``IguessIcamedownonyoutoosuddenly,’’saidhe。``Youlookabitdazed。’’
``No,I’mnotdazed,’’repliedshe。
``I’llcallMrs。Brindleyin,andwe’llallthreetalkitover。’’
``Pleasedon’t,’’saidshe。``I’vegottothinkitoutformyself。’’
``Iknowthereisn’tanyoneelse,’’hewenton。``So,I’msure——deadsure,Mildred,thatIcanteachyoutoloveme。’’
Shelookedathimpleadingly。``Idon’thavetoanswerrightaway?’’
``Certainlynot,’’laughedhe。``Butwhyshouldn’tyou?Whatisthereagainstourgettingmarried?
Nothing。Andeverythingforit。Ourmarriagewillstraightenoutallthe——thelittledifficulties,andyoucangoaheadwiththesingingandnotbotheraboutmoney,orwhatpeoplemightsay,oranyofthosethings。’’
``I——I’vegottothinkaboutit,Stanley,’’shesaidgently。``Iwanttodothedecentthingbyyouandbymyself。’’
``You’reafraidI’llinterfereinthecareer——won’twantyoutogoon?Mildred,IswearI’m——’’
``Itisn’tthat,’’sheinterrupted,hercolorhigh。
``Thetruthis——’’shefaltered,cametoafullstop——
cried,``Oh,Ican’ttalkaboutitto-night。’’
``To-morrow?’’hesuggested。
``I——don’tknow,’’shestammered。``Perhapsto-
morrow。Butitmaybetwoorthreedays。’’
Stanleylookedcrestfallen。``Thathurts,Mildred,’’
hesaid。``IwasSOfullofit,soanxioustobeentirelyhappy,andIthoughtyou’dfallrightinwithit。
Somethingtodowithmoney?You’rehorriblysensitiveaboutmoney,dear。Ilikethatinyou,ofcourse。
Notmanywomenwouldhavebeenassquare,wouldhavetakenaslittle——andworkedhard——andthoughtandcaredaboutnothingbutmakinggood——ByJove,it’snowonderI’mstarkcrazyaboutYOU!’’
Shewasflushedandtrembling。``Don’t,’’shepleaded。``You’rebeatingmedownintothedust。I——
I’m——’’Shestartedup。``Ican’ttalkto-night。
ImightsaythingsI’dbe——Ican’ttalkaboutit。I
must——’’
Shepressedherlipstogetherandfledthroughthehalltoherownroom,toshutandlockherselfin。Hestaredinamazement。Whenheheardthedistantsoundoftheturningkeyhedroppedtoachairagainandlaughed。Certainlywomenwerequeercreatures——
alwaysdoingwhatonedidn’texpect。Still,intheend——
well,asensiblewomanknewagoodchancetomarryandtookit。TherewasnodoubtagooddealofpretenseinMildred’sdelicacyastomoneymatters——butadevilishcreditablesortofpretense。Helikedtheladylike,``nice’’pretenses,ofwomenoftherightsort——likedthemwhentheyfooledhim,likedthemwhentheyonlyhalffooledhim。
Presentlyheknockedonthedoorofthelittlelibrary,openeditwhenpermissioncameinCyrilla’svoice。Shewasreadingtheeveningpaper——hedidnotseetheglassesshehastilythrustintoadrawer。Inthatsoftlightshelookedascantthirty,handsome,butforhistastetoointellectualoftypetobeattractive——exceptasafriend。
``Well,’’saidhe,ashelitacigaretteanddroppedthematchintothebigcopperash-bowl,``I’llbetyoucan’tguesswhatI’vebeenupto。’’
``MakinglovetoMissStevens,’’repliedshe。``Andveryfoolishitisofyou。She’sgotasteadyheadinthatway。’’
``You’remightyright,’’saidheheartily。``AndI
admireherforthatmorethanforanythingelse。I’dtrustheranywhere。’’
``You’repayingyourselfahighcompliment,’’
laughedCyrilla。
``How’sthat?’’inquiredhe。``You’retoosubtleforme。I’mabitslow。’’
Mrs。Brindleydecidedagainstexplaining。Itwasnotwisetoriskraisinganunjustdoubtinthemindofamanwhofanciedthatawomanwhoresistedhimwouldbeadamanttoeveryotherman。``ThenI’vegottoguessagain?’’saidshe。
``I’vebeenaskinghertomarryme,’’saidStanley,whocouldcontainitnolonger。``Mrs。B。wasreleasedfrommeto-daybythecourtinProvidence。’’
``ButSHE’Snotfree,’’saidCyrilla,alittleseverely。
Stanleylookedconfused,finallysaid:``Yes,sheis。
It’saqueerstory。Don’tsayanything。Ican’texplain。IknowIcantrustyoutokeepaclosemouth。’’
``Mindingmyownbusinessismyonesupremetalent,’’
saidCyrilla。
``Shehasn’tacceptedme——insomanywords,’’pursuedBaird,``butI’vehopesthatit’llcomeoutallright。’’
``Naturally,’’commentedCyrilladryly。
``IknowI’mnot——notobjectionabletoher。AndhowIdoloveher!’’Hesettledhimselfathisease。
``Ican’tbelieveit’sreallyme。IneverthoughtI’dmarry——justforlove。Didyou?’’
``You’reveryself-indulgent,’’saidCyrilla。
``YoumeanI’mmarryingherbecauseIcan’tgetheranyotherway。There’swhereyou’rewrong,Mrs。
Brindley。I’mmarryingherbecauseIdon’twantheranyotherway。That’swhyIknowit’slove。Ididn’tthinkIwascapableofit。Ofcourse,I’vebeenratherstrongaftertheladiesallmylife。Youknowhowitiswithmen。’’
``Ido,’’saidMrs。Brindley。
``No,youdon’teither,’’retortedhe。``You’reoneofthosecold,stand-me-offwomenwhocan’tcomprehendthenatureofman。’’
``Asyouplease,’’saidshe。Inhereyestherewasagleamthatmorethansuggestedapossibilityofsomeman——somemanshemightfancy——seeinganamazinglydifferentCyrillaBrindley。
``ImaysayIwasdaftaboutprettywomen,’’
continuedBaird。``Ineverreadanitemaboutaprettywomaninthepapers,orsawapictureofaprettywomanthatIdidn’twishIknewher——well。Canyouimaginethat?’’laughedhe。
``Commonplace,’’saidCyrilla。``Allmenareso。
That’swhythepapersalwaysdescribethewomanasprettyandwhythepicturesarepublished。’’
``Really?Yes,Isupposeso。’’Bairdlookedchagrined。``Anyhow,hereIam,allforonewoman。
Andwhy?Ican’texplainittomyself。She’spretty,lovely,entrancingsometimes。Shehascharm,grace,sweetness。Shedresseswellandcarriesherselfwithakindofsweethaughtiness。Shelooksasifsheknewalot——andnothingbad。Doyouknow,Ican’timagineherhavingbeenmarriedtothatbeast!I’vetriedtoimagineit。Isimplycan’t。’’
``Ishouldn’ttryifIwereyou,’’saidMrs。Brindley。
``ButIwastalkingaboutwhyIloveher。Doesthisboreyou?’’
``Alittle,’’laughedCyrilla。``I’dratherhearsomemantalkingaboutMYcharms。Butgoon。Youareamusing,inaway。’’
``I’llwagerIam。YouneverthoughtI’dbecaught?
IbelievedIwasimmune——vaccinatedagainstit。
IthoughtIknewallthetricksandturnsofthesex。
YethereIam!’’
``Whatdoyouthinkcaughtyou?’’
``That’sthemystery。It’ssimplythatIcan’tdowithouther。Everythingshelooksandsaysanddoesinterestsmemorethananythingelseintheworld。AndwhenI’mnotwithherI’mwishingIwereandwonderinghowshe’slookingorwhatshe’ssayingordoing。Youdon’tthinkshe’llrefuseme?’’Thislastwithrealanxiety。
``Ihaven’tanidea,’’repliedMrs。Brindley。``She’s——peculiar。Insomemoodsshewould。Inothers,shecouldn’t。AndI’veneverbeenabletosettletomysatisfactionwhichkindofmoodwastherealMaryStevens。’’
``SheISqueer,isn’tshe?’’saidStanleythoughtfully。
``ButI’vetoldhershe’dbefreetogoonwiththecareer。
Factis,Iwanthertodoit。’’
Mrs。Brindley’seyestwinkled。``Youthinkitwouldjustifyyoutoyoursetinmarryingher,ifshemadeagreathit?’’
Stanleyblushedingenuously。``I’llnotdenythathassomethingtodowithit,’’headmitted。``Andwhynot?’’
``Whynot,indeed?’’saidshe。``But,aftershehadmadethehit,you’dwanthertoquitthestageandtakeherplaceinsociety。Isn’tthatso?’’
``YouAREakeenone,’’exclaimedheadmiringly。
``ButIdidn’tsaythattoher。Andyouwon’t,willyou?’’
``It’shardlynecessarytoaskthat,’’saidMrs。
Brindley。``Now,suppose——Youdon’tmindmytalkingaboutthis?’’
``WhatIwant,’’repliedhe。``Ican’ttalkorthinkanythingbuther。’’
``Now,supposesheshouldn’tmakeahit。Supposesheshouldfail——shouldnotdevelopreliablevoiceenough?’’
Stanleylookedfrightened。``Butshecan’tfail,’’
hecriedwithover-energy。``There’snoquestionabouthervoice。’’
``Iunderstand,’’Mrs。Brindleyhastenedtosay。``I
wassimplymakingconversationwithherasthesubject。’’
``Oh,Isee。’’Stanleysettledback。
``Supposesheshouldprovenottobeagreatartist——
whatthen?’’persistedCyrilla,whowasdeeplyinterestedintheintricateobscureproblemofwhatpeoplereallythoughtasdistinguishedfromwhattheyprofessedandalsofromwhattheyimaginedtheythought。
``Thefactthatshe’sagreatartist——that’spartofher,’’saidBaird。``Ifsheweren’tagreatsinger,shewouldn’tbeshe——don’tyousee?’’
``Yes,Isee,’’saidMrs。Brindleywithanironicsadnesswhichsheindulgedopenlybecausetherewasnodangerofhisunderstanding。
``Idon’texactlyloveherbecausesheamountstoalot——orissureto,’’pursuedhe,vaguelydissatisfiedwithhimself。``It’sjustasshedoesn’tcareformebecauseI’vegotthemeanstotakecareofherright,yetthat’spartofme——andshe’dnotbeabletomarrymeifIhadn’t。Don’tyousee?’’
``Yes,Isee,’’saidMrs。Brindleywithmoreironyandlesssadness。``There’salwaysSOMEreasonbesidelove。’’
``I’dsaythere’salwayssomereasonFORlove,’’saidBaird,andhefeltthathehadsaidsomethingbrilliant——
asisthehabitofpeopleofsluggishmentalitywhentheysayathingtheydonotthemselvesunderstand。
``Youdon’tdoubtthatIloveher?’’hewenton。``WhyshouldIaskhertomarrymeifIdidn’t?’’
``Isupposethatsettlesit,’’saidCyrilla。
``Ofcourseitdoes,’’declaredhe。