"Drive to the best department store in town," he told the driver, briefly3.
Once in the store he summoned the manager and briefly stated his needs. The young lady must be furnished with everything she needed, and as quickly as possible. She needed, it appeared, about everything. The shrewd young Jew looked her over with his trained eyes.
"Should you prefer our Miss Smith to proffer4 aid and advice? Miss Smith is an expert."
Mr. Champneys reacted almost with terror against Nancy Simms's probable choice.
"See that the young lady gets the best you have; and make Miss Smith the final authority," he said, briefly.
At the end of two hours Nancy returned, the two clerks and the manager accompanying her. The store people were slightly flushed, Nancy herself sullenly5 acquiescent7. For the first time in her life she had had the opportunity to buy enough clothes of her own, and yet she hadn't been allowed to choose what she really wanted. Gently but inexorably they had rejected the garments Nancy selected, smoothly8 insisting that these weren't "just the thing" for her. They slid her into quiet-colored, plainly cut things that she wouldn't have looked at if left to her own devices. It took their united tact9, firmness, and diplomacy10 to steer11 Nancy over the reefs of what the manager called hired-girl taste.
Nancy was silent when she appeared before Mr. Champneys in her new clothes. She thought that if she had been allowed to pick them out for herself, instead of having been hypnotized—"bulldozed" is what she called it—into plain old dowdy12 duds by two shopwomen and a Jew manager, she'd have given him more for his money.
Mr. Champneys, looking her over critically, admitted that the girl was at least presentable. From hat to shoes she gave the impression of being well and carefully dressed. But her aspect breathed dissatisfaction, her bearing was ungraciousness itself; nor did the two women clerks, trained to patience, tact, and politeness as they were, altogether manage to conceal14 their unfavorable opinion of her; even the clever, smiling young Jew, used to managing women shoppers, failed to hide the fact that he was more than glad to get this one off his hands.
Nancy hadn't taken time to eat her dinner before leaving the Baxter house, nor had Mr. Champneys had his lunch. They drove to his hotel, both hungry, and had their first meal together. Nancy hadn't been trained to linger over meals: one ate as much as one could get, in as short a space of time as possible. Mr. Champneys was grateful to a merciful Providence15 that he had ordered that repast served in his private sitting-room16.
Her hunger quite satisfied, she shoved her plate aside, sighed, stretched luxuriously17, and yawned widely, like the healthy animal she was.
"What we got to do now? Them women at the store said they'd get the rest of my things here, along with the travelin'-bags, in a coupla hours. I got a swell18 suit-case, didn't I? And oh, them toilet things! But between now and then, what you want I should do?"
It was then half-after four, and the train they were to take didn't leave until half-after seven.
"What would you like to do?" he asked.
"Can I go to the movies?"
He thought it an excellent idea. It would give him some idea of the girl's mental processes; the psychology19 of the proletariat, he thought, could be studied to advantage in their reaction to the movies.
He sat beside her for an unhappy hour while a famous screen comedian20 did the things with his feet and his backbone21 for which his managers paid him more in one year than the United States pays its Presidents in ten. At each impossible climax22 Nancy shrieked23 with laughter, the loud, delighted laughter of a pleased child. Her enthusiasm for the slapstick artist provoked him, but at the same time that gay laughter tickled24 his ears pleasantly. There's plenty of good in a girl who can laugh like that! After the grimacing25 genius there followed a short drama of stage mother-love, in which the angel-child dies strenuously26 in his little white bed. Nancy dabbled28 her eyes, and blew her nose with what her captious29 companion thought unnecessary vigor30.
"Ain't it movin'?"
"Yes. Moving pictures," was the cold response. And to himself he was saying, defiantly31: "Well, what else could I expect? She's not a whit27 worse than the vast majority! She's got the herd-taste. That's perfectly32 natural, under the circumstances. When I get her well in hand, she will be different."
"You don't like funny things, an' you got no feelin' for sad things," she ruminated33, as they left the theater. In silence they walked back to their hotel.
The bulk of her purchases had been sent from the store, and a huge parcel awaited her in her room. It enchanted34 her to go over these new possessions, to gloat over her new toilet articles, to sniff35 at the leather of her traveling-kit. The smell of new leather was always to linger subconsciously36 in Nancy's memory; it was the smell of adventure and of change.
They dined together in Mr. Champney's sitting-room, although she would have preferred the public dining-room. Mr. Champneys was an abstemious37 man, but the girl was frankly38 greedy with the na?ve greed of one who had been heretofore stinted39. She had seldom had what she really craved40, and at best she had never had enough of it. To be allowed to order what and as much as she pleased, to be served first, to have her wishes consulted at all, was a new, amazing, and altogether delightful41 experience. Everything was brand-new to her.
She had never before traveled in a sleeping-car. It delighted her to watch the deft42 porter make up the berths44; she decided45 that the peculiar46 etiquette47 of sleeping-cars required that all travelers, male and female, should be driven to bed by lordly colored men in white jackets, and there left in cramped48 misery49 with nothing but an uncertain, rustling50 curtain between them and the world; this, too, at an hour when nobody is sleepy. Nancy wondered to see free white citizens meekly51 obey their dusky tyrant52. She got into her own lower berth43, grateful that she hadn't to climb like a cat into an upper.
She lay there staring, while the train whizzed through the night. This had been the most momentous53 day of her life. That morning she had been the hopeless slavey in the Baxter kitchen, an unpaid54 drudge55 with her hand against every man and every man's hand against her. She had been bullied56 and beaten, she had eaten leavings, and worn cast-offs. Since her mother's death she had known the life of an uncared-for child, the minimum of care measured against the maximum of labor57 squeezed out of it. Until to-day her fate had been the fate of those who approach the table of Life with unshod feet and unwashen hands.
And to-night all that was changed. She was here, flying farther and farther away from all she had known. She wondered if she were not dreaming it. Panicky at that, she sat up in her berth, pressed the button that turned on the electric light, slipped her new kimono about her, and looked long and earnestly at the new clothes within reach of her hand. There they were, real to her touch; there was her fine new hand-bag; and most real of all was the feel of the money in it. Nancy fingered the money, thoughtfully smoothing out the bills. "As soon as we are settled, you will have your allowance, and I shall of course provide you with a check-book," Mr. Champneys had told her. "In the meanwhile you will naturally want money for such little things as you may need." And he had given her twenty five-dollar bills. She had received the money dumbly. This had been the crowning miracle—for she had never in the whole course of her life had so much as one five-dollar bill to do as she pleased with. She sat looking at the money, concrete proof of the reality of the change that had befallen her, and wondered, and wondered. With a sigh of content she thrust the hand-bag under her pillow, folded her kimono at the foot of her berth, switched out the light, and presently fell asleep.
In his berth opposite hers, Mr. Chadwick Champneys, more sleepless58 even than Nancy, was tabulating59 his estimate of the young woman he had acquired. It ran something like this:
Looks: bad; may improve.
Manners: worse; must improve. Particularly in speech.
Appetite: that of the seventeen-year locust60. Must be restrained, to prevent an early death.
Character in general: suspend judgment61 until further study.
General summary of personal appearance: Nice teeth on which a little dentistry will work wonders. Not a bad figure, but doesn't know how to carry herself; has a villainous fashion of slouching, with her hands on her hips62. Plenty of hair, but of terrifying redness; sullen6 expression of the eyes; fiendish profusion63 of freckles64: may have to be skinned. Excellent nose. Speaks with appalling65 frankness at times but is not talkative.
What must be done for her? Everything.
He groaned66, turned over, and after a while managed to sleep. Sufficient to the day was the red hair thereof; he couldn't afford to lie awake worrying about to-morrow.
He had long since decided upon New York as a residence until all his plans had matured. One had greater freedom to act, and far more privacy, in so large a city. They would stay at some quiet hotel until after the marriage; then he and Nancy would occupy the house he had recently purchased, in the West Seventies. It was a fine old house with a glimpse of near-by Central Park for an outlook, and what he had paid for it would have purchased half Riverton. He wanted its large, high-ceilinged rooms to be furnished as the old house in Carolina had been furnished, this being his standard of all that was desirable. He wished for Peter's wife such a background as Peter's forebears had known; and Peter's wife must be trained to appreciate and to fit into it, that's all!
The New York hotel, with its deft and deferential67 servants who seemed to anticipate her wishes, its luxury, its music, its shifting, splendidly dressed patrons, its light and glitter, filled Nancy with the same wonder that had fallen upon Aladdin when he found himself in the magic cave with all its treasures gleaming before his astounded68, ignorant young eyes.
She hadn't thought the whole world contained so many people as she saw in New York in one day. Fifth Avenue amazed and absorbed more than it delighted her. The expressionless expressions of the women, their hand-made faces, their smart shoes, the way they wore their hair, the way they wore their clothes; the men's air of being well dressed, of having money to spend, of appearing importantly busy at any cost; a certain pretentiousness69, as if everything were shown at once and there were no reserve of power, nothing held in disciplined abeyance70, interested her profoundly. She had a native shrewdness.
"They're just like the same kind of folks back home, but there's more of 'em here," she decided.
The huge policemen she saw at every turn, lordly and massive monoliths rising superbly above lesser71 humanity, filled her with the deepest respect and admiration72. The mere73 policemen in her home town were to these magnificent beings as daubs to Titians, as pigmies to Titans. If in those first days the girl had been called upon to do the seven bendings and the nine knockings before the one New York institution which impressed her most profoundly, she undoubtedly74 would have singled out one of those mastodons a-bossing everything and everybody, with a prize-ham paw.
She was cold to the Woolworth Building, as indifferent to the Sherman monument as Mr. Chadwick Champneys was acridly75 averse76 to it, and not at all interested in the Public Library. The Museum of Natural History failed to win any applause from her; the Metropolitan77 Museum bored her interminably, there was so much of it. Most of the antiquities78 she thought so much junk, and the Egyptian and Assyrian remains79 were so obviously the plunder80 of old graveyards81 that she couldn't for the life of her understand why anybody should wish to keep them above ground.
Mr. Champneys explained, patiently. He wished, by way of aiding and abetting82 the education he had in view for her, to arouse her interest in these remains of a lost and vanished world.
She stood by the glass case that contains the old brown mummied priest with his shaven skull83, his long, narrow feet, his flattened84 nose and fleshless hands, and the mark of the embalmer's stone knife still visible upon his poor old empty stomach. And she didn't like him at all. There was something grisly and repellent to her in the idea that living people should make of this poor old dead man a spectacle for idle curiosity.
"There was a feller in our town used to keep stuffed snakes an' monkeys an' birds, an' dried grasshoppers85 an' bugs86 an' things like that in glass cases; but I never dreamed in all my born life that anybody'd want to keep dried people," she commented disgustedly. "I don't see no good in it: it's sickenin'." She turned her back upon mummied Egypt with a gesture of aversion. "For Gawdsake let's go see somethin' alive!"
He looked at her a bit helplessly. Plainly, this young person's education wasn't to be tackled off-hand! Agreeably to her wishes he took her to a certain famous shop filled at that hour with fashionable women wonderfully groomed88 and gowned. Here, seated at a small table, lingering over her ice-cream, Nancy was all observant eyes and ears. Not being a woman, however, Mr. Champneys was not aware that her proper education was distinctly under way.
A day or two later he took her to the Bronx Zoo. Here he caught a glimpse of Nancy Simms that made him prick89 up his ears and pull his mustache, thoughtfully. He had discovered how appallingly90 ignorant she was, how untrained, how undisciplined. To-day he saw how really young she was. She ran from cage to cage. Her laughter made the corners of his mouth turn up sympathetically.
There was something pathetic in her eager enjoyment91, something so fresh and unspoiled in that laughter of hers that one felt drawn92 to her. When she forgot to narrow her eyes, or to furrow93 her forehead, or to screw up her mouth, she was almost attractive, despite her freckles! Her eyes, of an agaty gray-green, were transparently94 honest. She had brushed the untidy mop of red hair, parted it in the middle, and wore it in a thick bright plait, tied with a black ribbon. She wore a simple middy blouse and a well-made blue skirt. Altogether, she looked more like a normal young girl than he had yet seen her.
The Zoo enchanted her. She hurried from house to house. Once, she told him, when she was a little kid, a traveling-man had taken her to a circus, because he was sorry for her. That was the happiest day she had ever spent; it stood out bright and golden in her memory. There had been a steam-piano hoo-hooing "Wait till the clouds roll by, Jenny." Wasn't a steam-piano perfectly grand? She liked it better than anything she'd ever heard. She'd long ago made up her mind that if she was ever really rich and had a place of her own, she'd have a big circus steam-piano out in the barn, and she'd play it on Sundays and holidays—hoo-hoo, hoo-hoo, hoo, hoo-hoo—like that, you know.
And to-day reminded her of that long-ago circus day, with even more animals to look at! She had never seen as many different animals as she wanted to see, until now. She admitted that she sort of loved wild things—she even liked the wild smell of 'em. There was something in here—she touched her breast lightly—that felt kin13 to them.
There was not the usual horde95 of visitors, that day being a pay-day. A bearded man with a crutch96 was showing one or two visitors around, and at a word from him a keeper unlocked a cage door, to allow a young chimpanzee to leap into his arms. It hugged him, exhibiting extravagant97 affection; it thrust out its absurd muzzle98 to kiss his cheek, and patted him with its small, leathery, unpleasantly human hands.
"It's just like any other baby," said the keeper, petting it.
"I sure hope it ain't like any I'll ever have," said Nancy, so na?vely that the man with the crutch laughed. He looked at her keenly.
"Go over and see the baby lion," he suggested; and he added, smiling, "It's got red hair."
"It can afford to have red hair, so long as it's a lion," said Nancy, sturdily; and she added, reflectively: "I'd any day rather have me a lion-child with red hair, than a monkey-child with any kind of hair."
Somehow that blunt comment pleased Mr. Champneys. When he took his charge back to their hotel that evening, it was with something like a glimmering99 of real hope in his heart.
The next day, as he joined her at lunch, he said casually100:
"I had a message from my nephew this morning. He will be here in a few days."
She turned pale; the hand that held her fork began to tremble.
"Is it—soon?" she asked, almost unaudibly.
"The sooner the better. I think we'd better have it here, in our sitting-room, say at noon on Wednesday. Don't be seared," he added, kindly101. "All you have to do is just to stand still and say, 'I will,' at the right moment."
"An'—an' then?"
"My nephew's boat sails at about two. He drives to the pier102. You and I go to our apartment, until our own house is ready for us. You see how nicely it's all arranged."
"I ain't—I mean, I don't have to see him nor talk to him before, do I?" She looked panic-stricken. "Because I won't! I can't! There's some things I just can't stummick, an' meetin' that feller before the very last minute I got to do it, is one of 'em."
"Of course, of course! You sha'n't meet him until the very last minute. Though he's a mighty103 nice chap, my nephew Peter is—a mighty nice chap."
"He must be! We're both of us a mighty nice pair, ain't we? Him goin' one way an' me goin', another way, all by our lonesomes!"
"The arrangement does not suit you?" he inquired politely.
"Oh, it suits me all right," she said, after a moment. "I said I'd do what I was told, an' I'll do it—I ain't the sort backs down. But I ain't none too anxious to get any better acquainted with this feller than what I am right now. I ain't stuck on men, noways."
"You are only sixteen, my dear," he reminded her.
"Women know as much about men when they're sixteen as they do when they're sixty," said she, coldly. "There ain't but one thing to believe about 'em—an' that is, you best not believe any of 'em."
"I hope," said he, stiffly, "that you have no just cause to disbelieve me, Nancy? Have I been unkind to you?"
"It ain't me you're either kind or yet unkind to," she told him. "It's Aunt Milly's niece: you're a little crazy on that head, I guess. It's Aunt Milly's niece you aim to marry to that nephew of yours. If I was just me myself without bein' any kin to her, you wouldn't wipe your old shoes on me." She gave him a clear, level look. "Let's don't have any lies about this thing," she begged. "I'm a poor hand for lies. I know, and I want you should know I know, and deal with me honest."
She surprised him. Her next question surprised him even more.
"What about my weddin'-dress?" she demanded. "I got nothin' fittin' to be married in."
"I should think a plain, tailored suit—" he began.
"Then you got another think comin' to you," she said, in a hard voice. "I got nothin' to do with pickin' out the groom87: you fixed104 that to suit yourself. But I don't let no man alive pick out my dress. I want a weddin'-dress. I want one I want myself. I want it should be white satin' an' real bride-like. I've saw pictures of brides, an' I know what's due 'em. I ain't goin' to resemble just me myself, standin' up to be married in a coat-suit you get some floor-walker to pick out for me. White satin or nothin'. An' a veil and white satin slippers105."
He looked at her helplessly. "White satin, my dear? And a veil?"
"Yes, sir. An' a shower bokay," said she, firmly. "I got to insist on the shower bokay. If I got to be a bride I'll be my kind of bride and not yours."
"My dear child, of course, of course. You shall choose your own frock," said he, hastily. "Only—under the circumstances, I can't help thinking that something plain, something quite plain and simple, would be more in keeping."
"With me? 'T wouldn't, neither. It'd be something fierce, an' I won't stand for it. I don't mind bein' buried in somethin' plain, but I won't get married in it. Ain't it hard enough as it is, without me havin' to feel more horrid106 than what I do already? I want something to make me feel better about it, and there ain't anything can do that except it's a dress I want myself."
Mr. Champneys capitulated, horse and foot.
"We will go to some good shop immediately after lunch, and you shall choose your own wedding-dress," he promised, resignedly, marveling at the psychology of women.
It was a very fine forenoon, with a hint of coming autumn in the air. Even an imminent107 bridegroom couldn't altogether dampen the delight of whizzing through those marvelous streets in a taxi. Then came the even more marvelous world of the department store, which, "by reason of the multitude of all kind of riches, in all sorts of things, in blue clothes, and broidered work, and in chests of rich apparel," put one in mind of the great fairs of Tyre when Tyre was a prince of the sea, as set forth108 in the Twenty-seventh Chapter of Ezekiel.
Nancy would have been tempted109 to marry Bluebeard himself for the sake of some of the "rich apparel" that obliging saleswomen were setting forth for her inspection110. Getting married began to assume a rosier111 aspect, due probably to the reflection of the filmy and lacy miracles that she might have for the mere choosing. She would almost have been willing to be hanged, let alone married, in a pink-silk combination.
The saleswomen scented112 mystery and romance here. The girl was no beauty, but then, she was astonishingly young; and the old gentleman was very distinguished-looking—quite a personage. They thought at first that he was the prospective113 bridegroom; learning that he wasn't deepened the mystery but didn't destroy the romance. Americans are all but hysterically114 sentimental115. Sentimentality is a national disease, which rages nowhere more virulently116 than among women clerks. Would they rush through the necessary alterations117, set an entire force to work overtime118, if necessary, in order to have that girl's wedding-dress at her hotel on time? Wouldn't they, though! And they did. Gown, gloves, veil, shoes, fan, everything; all done up with the most exquisite119 care in reams of soft tissue paper.
She was to be married on the noon of Wednesday. On Tuesday night Nancy locked her door, opened her boxes, and spread her wedding finery on her bed. The dress was a magnificent one, as magnificent a dress as a great store can turn out; its lines had been designed by a justly famous designer. There was a slip, with as much lace as could be put upon one garment; such white satin slippers as she had never hoped to wear; and the texture120 of the silk stockings almost made her shout for joy. Achilles was vulnerable in the heel: fly, O man, from the woman who is indifferent to the lure121 of a silk stocking!
Nancy got into her kimono and turned on the hot water in her bath. At Baxters' there had never been enough hot water with which to wash the dishes, not to mention Nancy herself. Here there was enough to scald all the dishes—and the people—on earth, it seemed to her. She could hardly get used to the delight and the luxury of all the hot water and scented soap and clean towels she wanted, in a bath-room all to herself. Think of not having to wait one's turn, a very limited turn at that, in a spotted122 tin tub set in a five-by-seven hole in the wall, with an unshaded gas-jet sizzling about a foot above one's head! The shower-bath was to her an adventure—like running out in the rain, when one was a child. She couldn't get into the tub, and slide down into the warm, scented water, without a squeal123 of pleasure.
She skipped back to her bedroom, red as a boiled lobster124, a rope of damp red hair hanging down her back, sat down on the floor, and drew on those silk stockings, and loved them from a full heart. She wiggled her toes ecstatically.
"O Lord!" sighed Nancy, fervently125, "I wish You'd fix it so's folks could walk on their hands for a change! My feet are so much prettier than my face!"
Slipping on the satin slippers, she teetered over and reverently126 touched the satin frock. All these glories for her, Nancy Simms, who had worn Mrs. Baxter's wretched old clothes cut down for her!
She was afraid to refold the dress, almost afraid to touch it, lest she rumple127 it. It looked so shining, so lustrous128, so fairy-like and glorious and almost impossible, glistening129 there on her bed! Carefully she smoothed a fold, slightly awry130. Reverently she placed the thin tulle veil beside it, as well as the rest of her Cinderella finery, including the satin slippers and the fine silk stockings which her soul loved.
She took the two pillows off her bed, secured two huge bath-towels from her bath-room by way of a mattress131 and a coverlet; and with a last passionate132 glance at the splendors133 of her wedding-frock, and never a thought for the unknown groom because of whom she was to don it, the bride switched off her light, curled herself up like a cat, and in five minutes was sound asleep on the floor.
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