Gisela Wooddrop and Alexander Hulings, meeting on a number of carefully planned, apparently4 accidental occasions, had decided5 to be married while John Wooddrop was confined to his room by severe gout. In this manner they avoided the unpleasant certainty of his refusal to attend his daughter's, and only child's, wedding. Gisela had not told Alexander Hulings what the aging Ironmaster had said when necessarily informed of her purpose. No message had come to Alexander from John Wooddrop; since the ceremony the Hulingses had had no sign of the other's existence.
Alexander surveyed his wife with huge satisfaction as they sat for the first time at supper in their house. She wore white, with the diamonds he had given her about her firm young throat, black-enamel bracelets6 on her wrists, and her hair in a gilt7 net. She sighed with deep pleasure.
"It's wonderful!" she proclaimed, and then corroborated8 all he had surmised9 about the growth of her interest in him; it had reached forward and back from the killing10 of Partridge Sinnox. "That was the first time," she told him, "that I realized you were so—so big. You looked so miserable11 on the canal boat, coming out here those years ago, that it hardly seemed possible for you merely to live; and when you started the hearths12 at Tubal Cain everyone who knew anything about iron just laughed at you—we used to go down sometimes and look at those killing workmen you had, and that single mule13 and old horse.
"I wasn't interested then, and I don't know when it happened; but now I can see that a time soon came when men stopped laughing at you. I can just remember when father first became seriously annoyed, when he declared that he was going to force you out of the valleys at once. But it seemed you didn't go. And then in a few months he came home in a dreadful temper, when he found that you controlled all the timber on the mountains. He said of course you would break before he was really short of charcoal14. But it seems you haven't broken. And now I'm married to you; I'm Gisela Hulings!"
"This is hardly more than the beginning," he added; "the foundation—just as iron is the base for so much. I—we—are going on," he corrected the period lamely15, but was rewarded by a charming smile. "Power!" he said, shutting up one hand, his straight, fine features as hard as the cameo in his neckcloth.
She instantly fired at his tensity of will.
"How splendid you are, Alexander!" she cried. "How tremendously satisfactory for a woman to share! You can have no idea what it means to be with a man like a stone wall!
"I wish," she said, "that you would always tell me about your work. I'd like more than anything else to see you going on, step by step up. I suppose it is extraordinary in a woman. I felt that way about father's iron, and he only laughed at me; and yet once I kept a forge daybook almost a week, when a clerk was ill. I think I could be of real assistance to you, Alexander."
He regarded with the profoundest distaste any mingling16 of his, Alexander Hulings', wife and a commercial industry. He had married in order to give his life a final touch of elegance17 and proper symmetry. No, no; he wanted Gisela to receive him at the door of his mansion18, in fleckless white, as she was now, and jewels, at the end of his day in the clamor and soot19 of business and put it temporarily from his thoughts.
He was distinctly annoyed that her father had permitted her to post the forge book; it was an exceedingly unladylike proceeding20. He told her something of this in carefully chosen, deliberate words; and she listened quietly, but with a faint air of disappointment.
"I want you to buy yourself whatever you fancy," he continued; "nothing is too good for you—for my wife. I am very proud of you and insist on your making the best appearance, wherever we are. Next year, if the political weather clears at all, we'll go to Paris, and you can explore the mantua-makers there. You got the shawls in your dressing21 room?"
She hesitated, cutting uncertainly with a heavy silver knife at a crystallized citron.
Then, with an expression of determination, she addressed him again:
"But don't you see that it is your power, your success over men, that fascinates me; that first made me think of you? In a way this is not—not an ordinary affair of ours; I had other chances more commonplace, which my father encouraged, but they seemed so stupid that I couldn't entertain them. I love pretty clothes, Alexander; I adore the things you've given me; but will you mind my saying that that isn't what I married you for? I am sure you don't care for such details, for money itself, in the least. You are too strong. And that is why I did marry you, why I love to think about you, and what I want to follow, to admire and understand."
He was conscious of only a slight irritation22 at this masculine-sounding speech; he must have no hesitation23 in uprooting24 such ideas from his wife's thoughts; they detracted from her feminine charm, struck at the bottom of her duties, her privileges and place.
"At the next furnace in blast," he told her with admirable control, "the workmen will insist on your throwing in, as my bride, a slipper25; and in that way you can help the charge."
Then, by planning an immediate26 trip with her to West Virginia, he abruptly27 brought the discussion to a close.
Alexander was pleased, during the weeks which followed, at the fact that she made no further reference to iron. She went about the house, gravely busy with its maintenance, as direct and efficient as he was in the larger realm. Almost her first act was to discharge the housekeeper28. The woman came to Alexander, her fat face smeared29 with crying, and protested bitterly against the loss of a place she had filled since the house was roofed.
He was, of course, curt30 with her, and ratified31 Gisela's decision; but privately32 he was annoyed. He had not even intended his wife to discharge the practical duties of living—thinking of her as a suave33 figure languidly moving from parlor to dining room or boudoir; however, meeting her in a hall, energetically directing the dusting of a cornice, in a rare flash of perception he said nothing.
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