Yet he was morally certain that he could trust her with this secret. What he could not and would not do was to imperil his own life and character by a daily intimate association with this willful, impudent1, smiling young animal.
His one fear was the wish of his wife to keep her. In her illness she had developed a tyranny of love that brooked2 no interference with her whims3. He had petted and spoiled her until it was well-nigh impossible to change the situation. The fear of her death was the sword that forever hung over his head.
"Sitting astride her back, laughing his loudest." "Sitting astride her back, laughing his loudest."
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He hoped that the girl was lying when she said his wife liked her. Yet it was not improbable. Her mind was still a child's. She could not think evil of any one. She loved the young and she loved grace and beauty wherever she saw it. She loved a beautiful cat, a beautiful dog, and always had taken pride in a handsome servant. It would be just like her to take a fancy to Cleo that no argument could shake. He dreaded4 to put the thing to an issue—but it had to be done. It was out of the question to tell her the real truth.
His heart sank within him as he entered his wife's room. Mammy had gone to bed suffering with a chill. The doctors had hinted that she was suffering from an incurable5 ailment6 and that her days were numbered. Her death might occur at any time.
Cleo was lying flat on a rug, the baby was sitting astride of her back, laughing his loudest at the funny contortions7 of her lithe8 figure. She would stop every now and then, turn her own laughing eyes on him and he would scream with joy.
The little mother was sitting on the floor like a child and laughing at the scene. In a flash he realized that Cleo had made herself, in the first few days she had been in his house, its dominant9 spirit.
He paused in the doorway10 sobered by the realization11.
The supple12 young form on the floor slowly writhed13 on her back without disturbing the baby's sturdy hold, his little legs clasping her body tight. She drew his laughing face to her shoulder, smothering14 his laughter with kisses, and suddenly sprang to her feet, the baby astride her neck, and began galloping15 around the room.
"W'oa! January, w'oa, sir!" she cried, galloping slowly at first and then prancing16 like a playful horse.
Her cheeks were flushed, eyes sparkling and red hair flying in waves of fiery17 beauty over her exquisite18 shoulders, every change of attitude a new picture of graceful19 abandon, every movement of her body a throb20 of savage[Pg 80] music from some strange seductive orchestra hidden in the deep woods!
Its notes slowly stole over the senses of the man with such alluring21 power, that in spite of his annoyance22 he began to smile.
The girl stopped, placed the child on the floor, ran to the corner of the room, dropped on all fours and started slowly toward him, her voice imitating the deep growl23 of a bear.
"Now the bears are going to get him!—Boo-oo-oo."
The baby screamed with delight. The graceful young she-bear capered24 around her victim from side to side, smelling his hands and jumping back, approaching and retreating, growling25 and pawing the floor, while with each movement the child shouted a new note of joy.
The man, watching, wondered if this marvelous creamy yellow animal could get into an ungraceful position.
The keen eyes of the young she-bear saw the boy had worn himself out with laughter and slowly approached her victim, tumbled his happy flushed little form over on the rug and devoured26 him with kisses.
"Don't, Cleo—that's enough now!" the little mother cried, through her tears of laughter.
"Yessum—yessum—I'm just eatin' him up now—I'm done—and he'll be asleep in two minutes."
She sprang to her feet, crushing the little form tenderly against her warm, young bosom27, and walked past the man smiling into his face a look of triumph. The sombre eyes answered with a smile in spite of himself.
Could any man with red blood in his veins28 fight successfully a force like that? He heard the growl of the[Pg 81] Beast within as he stood watching the scene. The sight of the frail29 little face of his invalid30 wife brought him up against the ugly fact with a sharp pain.
Yet the moment he tried to broach31 the subject of discharging Cleo, he hesitated, stammered32 and was silent. At last he braced33 himself with determination for the task. It was disagreeable, but it had to be done. The sooner the better.
"You like this girl, my dear?" he said softly.
"She's the most wonderful nurse I ever saw—the baby's simply crazy about her!"
"Yes, I see," he said soberly.
"It's a perfectly34 marvellous piece of luck that she came the day she did. Mammy was ready to drop. She's been like a fairy in the nursery from the moment she entered. The kiddy has done nothing but laugh and shriek35 with delight."
"And you like her personally?"
"I've just fallen in love with her! She's so strong and young and beautiful. She picks me up, laughing like a child, and carries me into the bathroom, carries me back and tucks me in bed as easily as she does the baby."
"I'm sorry, my dear," he interrupted with a firm, hard note in his voice.
"Sorry—for what?" the blue eyes opened with astonishment36.
"Because I don't like her, and her presence here may be very dangerous just now——"
"Dangerous—what on earth can you mean?"
"To begin with that she's a negress——"
"So's mammy—so's the cook—the man—every servant we've ever had—or will have——"[Pg 82]
"I'm not so sure of the last," the husband broke in with a frown.
"What's dangerous about the girl, I'd like to know?" his wife demanded.
"I said, to begin with, she's a negress. That's perhaps the least objectionable thing about her as a servant. But she has bad blood in her on her father's side. Old Peeler's as contemptible37 a scoundrel as I know in the county——"
"The girl don't like him—that's why she left home."
"Did she tell you that?" he asked quizzically.
"Yes, and I'm sorry for her. She wants a good home among decent white people and I'm not going to give her up. I don't care what you say."
The husband ignored the finality of this decision and went on with his argument as though she had not spoken.
"Old Peeler is not only a low white scoundrel who would marry this girl's mulatto mother if he dared, but he is trying to break into politics as a negro champion. He denies it, but he is a henchman of the Governor. I'm in a fight with this man to the death. There's not room for us both in the state——"
"And you think this laughing child cares anything about the Governor or his dirty politics? Such a thing has never entered her head."
"I'm not sure of that."
"You're crazy, Dan."
"But I'm not so crazy, my dear, that I can't see that this girl's presence in our house is dangerous. She already knows too much about my affairs—enough, in fact, to endanger my life if she should turn traitor39."
"But she won't tell, I tell you—she's loyal—I'd trust her with my life, or yours, or the baby's, without hesitation40.[Pg 83] She proved her loyalty41 to me and to you last night."
"Yes, and that's just why she's so dangerous." He spoke38 slowly, as if talking to himself. "You can't understand, dear, I am entering now the last phase of a desperate struggle with the little Scalawag who sits in the Governor's chair for the mastery of this state and its life. The next two weeks and this election will decide whether white civilization shall live or a permanent negroid mongrel government, after the pattern of Haiti and San Domingo, shall be established. If we submit, we are not worth saving. We ought to die and our civilization with us! We are not going to submit, we are not going to die, we are going to win. I want you to help me now by getting rid of this girl."
"I won't give her up. There's no sense in it. A man who fought four years in the war is not afraid of a laughing girl who loves his baby and his wife! I can't risk a green, incompetent42 girl in the nursery now. I can't think of breaking in a new one. I like Cleo. She's a breath of fresh air when she comes into my room; she's clean and neat; she sings beautifully; her voice is soft and low and deep; I love her touch when she dresses me; the baby worships her—is all this nothing to you?"
"Is my work nothing to you?" he answered soberly.
"Bah! It's a joke! Your work has nothing to do with this girl. She knows nothing, cares nothing for politics—it's absurd!"
"My dear, you must listen to me now——"
"I won't listen. I'll have my way about my servants. It's none of your business. Look after your politics and let the nursery alone!"
"Please be reasonable, my love. I assure you I'm in[Pg 84] dead earnest. The danger is a real one, or I wouldn't ask this of you—please——"
"No—no—no—no!" she fairly shrieked43.
His voice was very quiet when he spoke at last:
"I'm sorry to cross you in this, but the girl must leave to-night."
The tones of his voice and the firm snap of his strong jaw44 left further argument out of the question and the little woman played her trump45 card.
She sprang to her feet, pale with rage, and gave way to a fit of hysteria. He attempted to soothe46 her, in grave alarm over the possible effects on her health of such a temper.
With a piercing scream she threw herself across the bed and he bent47 over her tenderly:
"Please, don't act this way!"
Her only answer was another scream, her little fists opening and closing like a bird's talons48 gripping the white counterpane in her trembling fingers.
The man stood in helpless misery49 and sickening fear, bent low and whispered:
"Please, please, darling—it's all right—she can stay. I won't say another word. Don't make yourself ill. Please don't!"
The sobbing50 ceased for a moment, and he added:
"I'll go into the nursery and send her here to put you to bed."
He turned to the door and met Cleo entering.
"Miss Jean called me?" she asked with a curious smile playing about her greenish eyes.
"Yes. She wishes you to put her to bed."
The girl threw him a look of triumphant51 tenderness and he knew that she had heard and understood.
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