With the casting off of his heavy travelling coat and hat, Thayor's first words were of his daughter.
"And how is Miss Margaret?" he asked, as Blakeman followed him upstairs with his gun and great-coat.
Dr. Sperry's villainous verdict still rankled5 in the butler's mind, and at first he had half decided6 to tell Thayor all he had overheard in the teakwood room. Then the pain it would give his master restrained him.
"Miss Margaret is quite well, sir," he returned in the unctious, calm voice he assumed in service.
"Ah, that's good. She's asleep, I suppose, at this hour."
"I presume so, sir, as she was out rather late last night. I beg pardon, sir, but might I ask if you have had good luck?"
"Well, I managed to kill a fine buck7, Blakeman," returned his master, as he continued up the stairs.
"Did you, indeed, sir!" exclaimed Blakeman, his face lighting8 up.
"Well, I'm happy to hear it, sir—I am, indeed. A full blue-coat, sir,
I dare say."
"Yes, and a splendid set of horns."
They had reached the broad corridor leading to his wife's bedroom,
Blakeman continuing up to Thayor's room with his traps.
Thayor stepped briskly to Alice's door and knocked, then stood there waiting for her response, keyed up for the scene he knew would ensue the moment he crossed the threshold. The next instant, in response to her voice, he opened the door and entered. To his amazement9 Alice raised her eyes to his and smiled.
"So you're back," she laughed, re-tying a ribbon at her throat.
"Yes," he replied, closing the door and drawing a chair mechanically to her bedside. "Yes, I'm back and I've had a good time, dear." In spite of her disarming10 welcome he could not dispel11 a lingering distrust of her sincerity12. "How do I look?" he added.
She leaned toward him, her head pillowed on her hand, and regarded him intently, a smile playing about the corners of her mouth. Again he searched for the truth in her eyes, and again he was baffled.
"Splendid, Sam—like a man who had never been ill."
Instantly the doubt faded. A sense of mingled13 relief and of intense happiness stole through him. If she would only believe in him now, he thought, and understand him, and be a help and a comfort to him.
"I was ill when I left," he continued in a softened14 tone. "You would not believe it, dear, but I was. I should have been ill in bed if I had stayed a day longer."
"Yes," she answered carelessly, "you must have been, otherwise I doubt if you would have had pluck enough to leave me as you did. It was quite dramatic, that little exit of yours, Sam."
"And so you got my note?" he inquired, stiffening15 up, yet determined16 to ignore her touch of sarcasm17, and so preserve the peace.
"Oh, yes; Blakeman did not forget. He never forgets anything you tell him. I must say it was very thoughtful of you after our interview a night or two before." This came with a shrug18 of her shoulders, the smile still flickering19 about her mouth. "Of course you had a good time?"
"Yes, and I feel twenty years younger," he ventured; "couldn't help it, the way those men took care of me."
"Who?" she asked, still gazing at him curiously20.
"Young Holcomb and—"
"Ah, yes, I remember," she mused21, while she played with the lace on the sleeve of her gown.
"And there was Freme Skinner and a grizzled, kindly22 old trapper, named Hite Holt," he added. "I have never met with such sincere hospitality."
"What deliciously amusing names," she sighed, changing her position beneath the lace with the swift suppleness23 of a kitten. "And what luck hunting?" she asked, as she loosened the ribbon at her throat.
"I killed a smashing big buck," he declared with boyish enthusiasm.
She buried her head once more among the lace pillows and ran one hand through her wealth of hair.
"So you intend to stay up there all summer?" in the same half playful, half sneering24 tone.
"No, dear; I intend to buy a tract25 of land and build a house, or camp, that will house you properly."
This last came as a distinct shock, but she did not waver.
"And your decision is final, I suppose," she returned, as she readjusted her rings. "And when will this be?" she added.
"As soon as I can get the title deeds—not later than a month at the outside. Would you like me to tell you about the country?"
She shrugged26 her shoulders, raising herself among the pillows.
"No, I shouldn't know anything more about it."
"But you haven't the slightest idea what Big Shanty27 Brook28 is like," he said with conviction—"a superb wilderness, an unbroken forest. Imagine a—"
She raised her hand with a bored little laugh.
"Now, Sam, dear, don't," she protested. "I hate long descriptions of places; besides, I can imagine it perfectly—a muddy old stream with a lot of sad looking trees sticking about in a wilderness miles away from any human being anyone in his or her right mind would ever care to see. As for your Holcomb and the other two tramps, they would simply bore me to death."
The assumed tenderness in her voice had vanished now. After all she had not changed. What he had supposed was a return of the old cameraderie was but another of her covert29 sneers30.
She drew her knees up under the embroidered31 coverlid, resting her chin firmly upon them, and for some moments gazed in dogged silence in front of her, with half-closed eyes.
"Then you have settled the matter," she said at length, without looking up.
"Yes," he replied. "You have known for years that I have longed for just such a place; now I'm going to have it."
She raised herself on her elbow and looked straight at him.
"Then you'll have it to yourself," she burst out, "and you'll live in it without me; do you understand? You and Margaret can have whatever you want up there together, but you'll count me out. Oh, you need not go out of your head," she cried, noticing his sudden anger.
Thayor sprang from his chair, all his anger in his face.
"You'll do as I say!" he exclaimed, "and when my camp up at Big Shanty Brook is built you will come to it—come to it as any self-respecting wife should—out of your duty to me and to your daughter."
"I will not!" she retorted, her breast heaving.
"You will do as I say, madam," he returned, lowering his voice. "This luxury—this nonsensical life you crave32 is at an end. From this day forth33 I intend to be master of my own house and all that it contains. Do you understand?"
She stared at him fixedly34, her hand on her throat. A certain flash of pride in the man before her welled up in her heart. She hadn't thought it was in him.
"Yes—and master of you," he went on, pacing before her. "I'll sell this house if need be!" he cried with a gesture of disgust. "I don't want it—I never did; it was your making, not mine. Tell me what life I have had in it? There has not been a day since it was built that I would not have given twice its cost to be out of it. From this day forth my time is my own," and with a blow he brought his fist down on the back of the chair. Then squaring his shoulders he looked fearlessly into her eyes. Something of the roar of the torrent35 of Big Shanty Brook was in his voice as he spoke—something, too, of the indomitable grit36 and courage of the old dog.
For some seconds she did not answer. The outburst had given her time to think, but what move should she make next? Up to now she had lived as she pleased and had managed to be selfishly happy. She knew he could force her into a life she loathed37, and she realized, too, that, shrewd and resourceful as her friend the doctor was, there were obstacles that neither he nor she could overcome. Instantly her course was determined upon.
"Sam," she began, a forced sob38 rising in her throat, "I want you to listen to me." Her voice had changed to one of infinite tenderness; now it was the voice of a penitent39 child, asking a favour.
Thayor looked at her in astonishment40.
"Well," he said after a moment, strangely moved by the appeal in her eyes and the sudden pathos41 in her tones.
"Since you intend to force me into exile, I'm going to make the best of it. I won't promise you I'll be happy there; I'll simply tell you I'll make the best of it." He started to speak, but she stopped him. "I know what my life there will mean; I know how unhappy I shall be, but I'll go because you want me to—but Sam, dear, I want you to promise me that for one month in the year I shall be free to go where I please—alone if I choose. Won't you, Sam?"
Thayor started, but he did not interrupt.
"What I ask is only fair. Everyone needs to be alone—to be free, I mean, at times—away from everything. You, yourself needed it, and you went—and how much good it has done you!"
"Yes," he said after a moment's hesitation—"I understand. Yes—that is fair."
"Is it a bargain?" she asked.
"Yes, it is a bargain," he answered simply. "I accept your condition."
"And you will give me your word of honour not to interfere42 during all that month?"
He put out his hand.
"Yes, you shall have your month. And now, Alice, can't we be friends once more? I've been brutal43 to you, I know," he said, bending over her. "I am sorry I lost my temper; try to understand me better. I am so tired of these old quarrels of ours. Won't you kiss me, Alice? It's so long since you kissed me, dear."
"Don't!" she murmured; "not now—I can't stand it. Let me thank you for your promise—won't that do?"
He turned from her with set lips and began to pace the floor.
Again her mood changed.
"I wish you'd sit down, Sam," she said. Her helpless tone had gone now. "You make me nervous walking up and down like a caged lion. Sit down—won't you, please?"
"I was thinking," he said.
"Well, think over in that chair. I have something to say to you which is important—something about Margaret's health."
He stopped abruptly44.
"What do you mean? Is she ill?"
"No, not now, but she may be."
Thayor strode rapidly to the door.
"Come back here—don't be a fool. She is asleep after the Trevis dance. The child did not get home till after three."
"And you let her get ill?" he cried.
"Sit down, will you—and listen. Dr. Sperry came here the day you left, and he told me he had not liked the child's appearance for a long time, and that she ought to have the air of the mountains at once."
"And you called that charlatan45 in to see my daughter!" he cried indignantly. All his anger was aroused now. When any wall was raised in his path, this man Sperry was always behind it.
"I did not," she retorted savagely46, "and Dr. Sperry is not a charlatan, and you know it. It was owing to his good heart that he came of his own accord and told me."
Thayor gripped the arm of his chair.
"Why didn't you call Leveridge?" he cried.
"There was no necessity. Dr. Sperry merely told me that Margaret was not over strong, and that she needed a change of air, and where she could be kept out of doors. He said there was no immediate47 danger," she went on steadily48, "because the child's lungs are still untouched."
"Does Margaret know?" he asked between his teeth. Sperry and Margaret were the two poles of a battery to Thayor.
"Does she know? Of course not! Do you consider Dr. Sperry a fool?"
"Do I think him a fool? Yes, and sometimes I think he's worse," and he looked at her meaningly. "I'll see Leveridge at once—now—before I change my clothes. He's seen Margaret almost every day since she was born and this silk-stocking exquisite49 of yours hasn't seen her ten times in his life!" And he strode from the room.
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heartiness
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consolation
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