And then his short, sharp words came quick and curt3 and stinging:
"Are you done now with this fool performance?"
The answer was a sob1.
"Understand once for all," the cold, hard voice went on, "I am the master here. Your office as regent is one of courtesy only as my wife. My word alone is supreme4. When you cease to be my wife another regent will be chosen and I do the choosing. I not only propose to do the work of disciplining the women, but it is the one kind of work to which I shall devote myself with pleasure."
[275]"Herman!" Catherine sobbed5, as if she had sunk beneath a blow.
The man laughed with brutal6 enjoyment7.
"You'd as well know this now as later. You can be getting used to it."
Her eyes red with weeping, her proud shoulders drooped8 for the first time in her life, Catherine slowly walked from Wolf's office back to her room.
Barbara passed her on the stairs without a word or a glance, and hurried again to see the regent, her whole being alert with quick intelligence.
The guard had received instructions that she was the one privileged person in the colony who could enter his office at all hours, day or night, without ceremony or delay. They showed her in immediately.
"I've just heard of your order sending Norman to the work of a common farm-hand, Herman," Barbara began.
Wolf scowled10.
"You must not interfere11 in this little affair between my rival and myself, Barbara," he said, sternly.
"I will interfere," she quickly replied, "both for your sake and his. You've made a serious mistake, Herman. Correct it at once."
[276]"I had to show him his place."
"It isn't fair. The men will resent it. You will make enemies. Your power is complete. You can afford to be generous."
Wolf looked at her with hungry, admiring gaze.
"Perhaps you're right," he said slowly.
"Of course I'm right!" she replied, "and you know it. You've made him a martyr12 and a hero on the first day of his fall from power. Your true policy is just the opposite. Let him do what he pleases for a time. Above all things don't put yourself in the position of his enemy. Your strength lies in standing13 as his patron and friend."
"By Jove, Barbara," Wolf cried, "what a wise head on your little shoulders! Come, be honest with me now—you're not in love with this man?"
The girl smiled demurely14:
"He is with me, I think," she admitted.
"Yes, yes, of course—so we all are," he cried, with a smile. "But you have not accepted his love?"
"No."
"I thought you had better sense. I'll change my order at your suggestion."
"I knew you would," she cried, joyfully15.
Wolf sat down at his desk and wrote:
"Comrade Norman Worth is transferred from the field to the[277] foundry, with permission, after his day's work, to employ his time in the shops perfecting any invention in which he may be interested.
"Wolf—Regent."
He handed the order to Barbara.
"Take this to the youngster and tell him I did it at your suggestion, and hereafter give him a wide berth16 if you wish to be friendly with me."
Barbara dropped her eyes and Wolf touched her chin with his coarse, short fingers.
"A hint to the wise is sufficient, little girl. You understand?"
Barbara took the order, turned toward the door, paused and smiled coquettishly:
"I understand, Herman."
She found Norman at work with Methodist John cleaning out a stable. To her amazement17 he was whistling and joking about something with the old man. She stopped and listened a moment.
"But what on earth do you want a lightning-rod for, John?" Norman asked.
"That's my secret, sir," the old man answered, "but I must have one—won't you get it for me?"
"I'm sorry, John, but I have no more power now in the State of Ventura than you have."
[278]"But didn't you get the million dollars and didn't you make all the money for 'em—a hundred and fifty thousand dollars on the cantaloups the others didn't have sense enough to plant? Surely they'll give you enough to get me a thirty-foot lightning-rod?"
"I'm afraid not, John, still I'll do my best. I don't like to press you for the secrets of your inner life, old man, but I've immense curiosity to know what you want with that lightning-rod? You say you're not afraid of lightning?"
"No, sir, I'm not afraid of nothin'."
"Then why——"
"'Tain't no use in askin' sir, I can't tell ye. But I want it. I'm going to pray every night for it till I get it. Maybe the Lord will send me one by an angel——"
Barbara suddenly appeared in the door of the stall.
"Speaking of angels," Norman cried, laughing.
"I have an order for you," Barbara said, quickly.
Norman threw his pitchfork full of manure18 out of the window of the stall, stood the fork in the corner, brushed his hands, and bowed before Barbara.
"What an exquisite19 picture you make standing in the doorway20 there with that ocean of blossoming [279]peach trees stretching up the slope until it kisses the sky line. I wish I were an artist."
She looked at him with amazement.
"I expected to find you with murder in your heart. I can't understand."
Norman took the note from her white fingers.
"Because I'm laughing?"
"Yes."
"Well, isn't the joke on me? I've been preaching, preaching, preaching, about the dignity of all labour. I kicked the first few moments, I confess. The medicine was bitter, but I soon began to find that it was good for the soul. I'm getting acquainted with myself——"
Norman paused, read Wolf's order, and looked tenderly into Barbara's eyes.
"So you heard of my fall and came to my rescue. It's worth the jolt21 to be rescued by such a hand."
He stooped and kissed the tips of her fingers.
"Come with me up the hill yonder among those blossoming trees," he said, leading her toward the orchard22. "I want to tell you about a vision I saw in that stable a while ago while I wielded23 the pitchfork and talked to my old pauper24 friend, both of us now comrade equals."
They walked on in silence through the long, clean rows of fruit trees in full bloom, the air redolent with sweet perfume and quivering with [280]the electric hum of growing life. On the top of the hill they paused and looked toward the sea that stretched away in solemn, infinite grandeur25. Below, on the next plateau, rolled in apparently26 endless acres, the great white carpet of flowering plum trees and further on the tender budding grapes and beyond, lower still, the deep green valley with orange trees flashing their golden fruit.
"What a glorious world!" Barbara cried.
"Yes," he answered with a sigh, "a world of endless beauty in which after all there's nothing vile9 but man. And I once thought that in such a world angels only could live."
"Must we despair because one man or woman proves false," she asked.
"No," he answered cheerily, leading her to a boulder27 and taking his seat by her side.
"I don't despair. I've been seeing visions to-day—visions as old as the beat of the human heart, perhaps, yet always new."
He drew the order of Wolf from his pocket and looked at it.
"From the moment of my awakening28 last night from the fool's paradise in which I've been living the past year my mind has been at work on solving the one unsolved problem in this dredge to which he refers. It came to me like a flash while at work this morning."
[281]"Your invention will succeed?" she interrupted.
"Beyond the shadow of a doubt," he said, with enthusiasm. "I didn't solve it before because I lacked the incentive29 to apply my mind to it."
"And you got the incentive in your defeat?" she asked, in surprise.
"Yes. Deprived of my toys, I came back to myself, the source of power."
"But your incentive—I don't understand—in such an hour?"
"A very simple, very old, but very powerful one, I'm beginning to think, the source of all human progress—the determination to build a home here in one of these flower-robed hills overlooking the sea, and bring my bride to it some glorious day like this when every tree is festooned with joy! I don't want a modest cottage. My bride was born a queen. Every line of her delicate and sensitive face proclaims her royal ancestry30. She shall have a palace. Love, Beauty, Music, Art, and Truth shall be her servants. I shall be the magician who will create all this out of the dirt men are now trampling31 under foot along the beach."
Barbara drew a deep breath, trembled, and looked away.
"I promised her never to speak of love again until her own dear lips called me, and I will not, though I fear sometimes the waiting seems long."
"And if she never calls?" the girl asked, dreamily.
"Then my palace shall remain silent and empty. Her hand alone can open its doors."
"And if I do not see you often while your palace is building, you may know at least I have not forgotten—and you will understand?"
"Yes, I will understand," he answered, with elation32.
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