wasyou。Youunderstand?“
“Yes,yes,Shadrach,IthinkIunderstand。Youmeanshefeltbadtohavetosay——whatshedidsay——tothatyoungmanandshewouldn’twanttoberemindedofit?“
“That’saboutit,Zoeth。“
Silenceforsomeminutes。Bothpartnerswereoccupiedwiththeirthoughts。ThenZoethsaid:
“Shadrach,I——I——“
Hedidnotfinishthesentence。TheCaptainventuredtoremindhim。
“Yes,Zoeth,whatisit?“heasked。
“Nothin’。I——Ican’ttellyounow。Byandby,ifthegoodLordgivesmestrengthagain,I’ll——Nevermind,now。Don’taskme,please。“
SoShadrachdidnotask,buthewaspuzzledandalittleanxious。
Whatwasithispartnerhadtotellandfoundthetellingsodifficult?
CHAPTERXXVIII
Itwasnotuntiladayinmid-SeptemberthatCaptainShadrachlearnedhispartner’ssecret。HeandZoethandMarywereatthestoretogether。Businesswasstillgood,buttherushwasover。
ThesummercottageswereclosingandmostoftheCapehotelshadalreadyclosed。TheFor’ardLookouthadtakendownitssignattheendofthepreviousweek。Itsvoyageforthatyearwasover。Ithadbeenaprosperousone。
Marywassorrythatthebusyseasonwasatanend。Shewasvery,verytired;shehadallowedherselfnorest,hadtakennoholidays,haddoneherbesttothinkofnothingexceptmattersconnectedwithHamiltonandCompanyorthetea-room。These,fortunately,hadgivenherenoughtothinkof;otherthoughtssheresolutelycrowdedfromhermind。Nowtherewouldbenotea-roomtoplanfor,and,thankstoSimCrockerandthecompetentwayinwhichhehadassumedcareofthestore,shenolongerfelttheabsolutenecessityofremainingtherefromdaylightuntillateintheevening。HerUncleZoethwasalmostwell,also;shewouldnolongerhavehishealthasanadditionalburdenuponhermind。Shewasindangerofbeingforcedtothinkofherself,andthatsheknewshemustnotdo。Thinkingofherselfwouldsurelymeanthinkingofsomeoneelseandofwhatmighthavebeen。Andwhatuseless,hopelessthinkingthatwouldbe!No,no!Shemustfindsomethingelsetokeepherthoughtsoccupied。
Soshewasplanningthemakingoverandenlargingofthestorefront,puttinginlargerandbetterwindowsandstrengtheningtheplatform。ShewasdiscussingtheplanwithShadrachandZoethwhenJohnKeithentered。TheKeithswereleavingSouthHarnissratherearlythatyearandtheheadofthefamilyhaddroppedintosaygood-by。Mr。Keith’slikingforMarywasasstrongasever,andforheruncleshehad,bythistime,averyrealregard,afeelingwhichwasreciprocatedbythem。
Conversationbeganinthewaythemajorityofconversationsbegin,withadiscussionoftheweather,itsrecentpast,present,andprobablefuture,shiftedtothetea-roomanditssuccessandthentothevisitor’srecenttriptoNewYork,fromwhichcityhehadjustreturned。Itwasnearthenoonhourandtherewerefewcustomerstointerrupt。ThosewhodidcomeweretakencareofbyMr。Crocker。
“Anythingnewhappenin’overthere?“inquiredCaptainShadrach,askingnewsofthemetropolisexactlyashewouldhaveaskedconcerningthegossipofHarnissCenter。“Meetanybodyyouknew,didyou?“
Keithsmiled。“Why,yes,“hesaid。“ImetthepeopleIwenttosee。Minewasabusinesstrip。Ididn’tmeetanyoneunexpectedly,ifthat’swhatyoumean。“
TheCaptainnodded。“Didn’tgetdownonSouthStreet,didyou?“heasked。“No,Ithoughtnot。Ifyouhadyou’dhavemetplenty。WhenIwasgoin’toseaIbetIneverwentcruisin’downSouthStreetinmylifethatIdidn’trunafoulofsomebodyIwan’texpectin’to。
Greatestplaceformeetin’folksintheworld,Ical’lateSouthStreetis。Lotsofseafarin’menhavetoldmeso。“
Keith’ssmilebroadenedashewashandedthisnuggetofwisdom。
Thenhesaid:
“Youremindme,Captain,thatIdidmeetsomeone,afterall。InBoston,notinNewYork,andImethimonlyyesterday。Itwassomeoneyouknow,too,andMaryhereusedtoknowhimquitewell,I
think——youngCrawfordSmith,Sam’sHarvardfriend。HevisitedushereinSouthHarnissonesummer。“
Shadrachwastheonlyoneofthetriooflistenerswhomadeanycommentatallonthisspeech。Evenhedidnotspeakforamoment,glancingapprehensivelyatMarybeforedoingso。Marysaidnothing,andZoeth,leaningbackinhischair,hisfacehiddenfromhispartner’sgazebytheendofthecounter,didnotspeak。
“Sho!“exclaimedtheCaptain。“Sho!Soyoumethim,didyou!InBoston?That’sfunny。IhadanideahewasoutWestsomewheres。“
“SodidI。ThelastIheardconcerninghimhehadgivenuphisstudiesintheEasthere——hewasstudyingmedicine,asperhapsyouknow——andhadgonebacktohishomeinNevada。Hisfather,whowasnotatallwell,askedhimtodoso。HehadwrittenSamonceortwicefromoutthere。SoIwassurprisedenoughtoseehiminBoston。ImethimintheSouthStationandwechattedforafewmoments。Hetoldmethathisfatherwasdead。“
FrombehindtheendofthecounterwhereZoethsatcameanoddsound,asortofgasp。Shadrachleanedforwardquickly。
“What’sthematter,Zoeth?“heasked。BeforeZoethcouldanswerMaryspoke:
“Dead!“sherepeated。“Mr。Keith,I——did——didyousayCrawfordSmith’sfatherwasDEAD?“
HertonewassostrangethatevenMr。Keithcouldnothelpnoticingit。Helookedather,seemedabouttoaskaquestion,andthenansweredhersinstead。
“Why,yes,“hesaid;“heisdead。Hehadbeeninpoorhealthforsometime,sohissontoldme,andabouttwoweeksagohedied。
Crawforddidnottellmeanyparticulars,nordidhesaywhathadbroughthimEast。Infact,hedidn’tseemanxioustotalk;actedasifhehadsomethingonhismind。OfcourseIsaidIwassorryandhethankedmeandinquiredregardingMrs。KeithandEdnaandSam。
ThenIhadtohurryformytrain……Oh,areyougoing,Mary?
Well,then,Imustsaygood-byuntilnextsummer;weleavetomorrowmorning。“
Maryexplained,ratherhurriedly,thatshemustspeakwithSimeonforafewminutes,saidgood-by,shookhandsandhastenedout。
Keithlookedafterher。
“IhopeIhaven’tmadeablunder,“hesaid,“inspeakingofyoungSmith。Sheandhewerequite——er——friendlyatonetime,weren’tthey。IunderstoodsofromsomeremarksofSam’s。Didn’tputmyfootinitbymentioningtheboy’sname,didI?Icertainlyhopenot。“
Zoethdidnotspeak。Shadrachhastenedtoreassurehim。
“No,no!“hesaid。“TherewasonetimewhenevenmeandZoethfiggeredtheremightbe——er——well,wedidn’tknowbutwhatheandshewasliabletobemore’njustfriends。Butit’salloffnow,seemsso。Theydon’tevenwriteeachother,Iguess。Ical’latemaybeMary’-Gustagottiredofhim,“heexplained。“Hewasarealniceyoungfeller,butheprobablywan’tquitegoodenoughforher。
Fur’sthatgoes,“headded,withtheemphasisofabsoluteconviction,“Ineverlaideyesononethatwas。“
Keithlookedrelieved。“Well,I’mgladifIdidn’tmakeamistake,“
hesaid。“SheseemedsostartledwhenIsaidthatthemanwasdeadandhermannerwassoodd。Didn’tyounoticeityourself,Captain?“
Shadrachnodded。
“Inoticedsheseemedsortofsotallaback,“hesaid,“butIdon’tknow’sthat’ssostrangewhenyouconsiderthatsheandCrawfordusedtobesuchfriends。More’nprobableshe’sheardhimtalkagooddealabouthisfather。“
“Well,perhapsso。Nodoubtthatisit。I’mafraidsheisworkingtoohardandworryingtoomuchoverhervariousenterpriseshere。
Sheissucceedingwonderfully,ofcourse,butIdon’tliketoseeherlosingthoserosesinhercheeks。They’remuchtooprecioustolose。Keepyoureyeonher,Captain,anddon’tletherwearherselfout。“
Hesoonsaidgood-by。CaptainShadrachaccompaniedhimtothedoor。
Zoethremainedwherehewas,notrisingevenwhenheshookhandswithhisdepartingfriend。ButwhentheCaptainturnedbackhesawhispartnerstandingbytheendofthecounterandclutchingitwithonehandwhilehebeckonedwiththeother。Shadrachgavehimonelookandthencrossedthespacebetweenthemintwostrides。
“Forthelandsakes,Zoeth,“hebegged,“what’sthematter?“
Zoethwavedhimtosilence。“Sshh!sshh!“hepleadedinawhisper。
“Don’thollerso;she’llhearyou。Shadrach,I——I——“
“WhatISit?“brokeinhisfriend。“What’sthematter,Zoeth?
ShallIfetchthedoctor?“
“No,no。I’m——I’mallright,Shadrach。I’vejusthad——hadakindofshock——asurprise,that’sall。Iain’tverystrongyetandit——
itkindofupsetme。But,Shadrach,Iwanttotalktoyou。Iwanttotellyousomethin’rightaway。Ican’tkeepittomyselfanylonger。Can’twegohome——tomyroomorsomewheres——wherewecantalk?Please,Shadrach!“
“There,there,shipmate;takeiteasy。Gohome?Coursewecan!
Hey,Sim!“shoutingtoMr。Crocker,whowasinthebackroom。“YouandMarycantakecareofthestore,can’tyou?Zoethandmearegoin’homefordinner。“
SimeonrepliedthatMarywasnotthere;shehadgoneoutthebackway,downtothehouse,hethought。“Butyougoahead,Cap’nShad,“
headded。“Icantakecareofthestoreallright。“
Athome,andinMr。Hamilton’sroom,theCaptainpulledforwardthemostcomfortablechair,forcedhispartnertositinit,closedandlockedthedoor,satdownontheedgeofthebed,andsaid:
“There!Nowwe’realltautandshipshapeandnobodycangetaboardtointerrupt。Fireaway,Zoeth。Whatisityou’vegottotell?“
Zoeth,hishandtrembling,reachedintotheinsidepocketofhiscoat,tookoutanold-fashionedwalletandfromitproducedamuch-
crumpledenvelope。
“Shadrach,“hesaid,“Idon’thardlyknowhowtobegin。Itseemssostrangetothinkthatyouandme,who’vebeensoclosetoeachotheralltheseyears,shouldhaveasecretbetweenus,ifonlyforalittlewhile。Itseemswicked。Iguess’tiswicked,andI’mthewickedoneforkeepin’itfromyou。“
TheCaptainlaughed。
“Youcouldn’tbewickedifyouwasapprenticedtotheOldHarryfortenyears,Zoeth,“hesaid。“Youdon’tknowhowtobeandthedevilhimselfcouldn’tteachyou。Now,don’twastetimetellin’meI’mspeakinglightlyofsacredthings,“headded。“Foronething,theOldScratchain’tsacred,asIknowof,andforanotherIwanttohearthatsecret。Whatisit?“