A punctilious8 regularity9 ordered the daily details of the domestic régime. No stranger ever ventured through the rusty10 gates to disturb the sordid11 asceticism12 of Zeus Gildersedge’s privacy. A neighborly anathema13 had long ago gone forth14 against the house. Nor had its master troubled to appease15 the orthodox wrath16 of a society that he despised. There is a species of vanity of disfavor, and Zeus Gildersedge was a man who could chuckle17 over public obloquy18 with a heathenish pride.
The miser19 sat in the garden under the shadow of two yews20, whose sculptured boughs21 arched a natural recess22. A table stood before him bearing claret, a phial of opium23, a ledger24, and a jar of tobacco. The grass grew in feathery rankness wellnigh to Zeus Gildersedge’s knees. Foxgloves purpled the lawns. Roses ran adventurously25 in red riot over a rotting trellis that was half smothered26 in the grass. It was a tranquil27 refuge enough, full of greenness and the calm, clamorless quiet of the trees.
Zeus Gildersedge set his pipe aside, gulped28 down half a glass of claret, covered his face with a red handkerchief, and prepared for sleep. Every afternoon between two and six he would doze29 away the hours, his brain drugged to a sensuous30 slumber31. Even for this miser opulent visions gleamed through the portals of sleep. His dreams partook of opiated poetry. Mountains of gold poured torrents33 of jacinth, chrysolite, and sardonyx into an emerald sea. Great trees bore gems34 for fruit, purple, vermilion, and green. Fountains tossed diamonds like spray to a glittering zenith. Each flower of the field had a pearl or a ruby35 betwixt its lips.
A streak36 of scarlet37 showed suddenly between the trees. A woman’s figure threaded through the green, passing the lawns knee-deep in grass, brushing the foxgloves with the swing of her coarse, black skirt. The loose strings38 of her lilac sun-bonnet trailed upon her shoulders. She moved slouchingly, yet with a certain loose-jointed vigor39 that suggested strength.
Coming to the fringe of the lawn where an old dial stood in the sun, she scanned the stretch of grass under a coarse, red hand. Zeus Gildersedge was asleep with his handkerchief over his eyes. She moved silently towards the yews and stood by the table, watching with a grin the man dozing40 in the chair. As he snored on obliviously41 she reached for the claret jug42, put it to her lips, took a long draught43, wiped her mouth on the back of her hand. She returned the jug noiselessly to its place, plucked a long spear of grass, and tickled44 the sleeping man’s chin.
Zeus Gildersedge grunted45, smote46 the air, and clawed the handkerchief from his face. He stared about him, saw Rebecca laughing by the table, and promptly48 swore at her.
“What the devil do you want now?”
“Tuppence.”
“What for?”
“The tinker.”
“Let him wait for it.”
“He ain’t here yet; he’ll call this evening with a saucepan he’s been soldering49. Thought I’d get the money while there was a chance of you being sober.”
Zeus Gildersedge straightened in his chair, fumbled50 in his pocket, and produced two coins. He laid them on the table with a melancholy51 and grudging52 deliberation as though he were disbursing53 thousands.
“Damn your insolence,” he said.
“Be civil yourself, master.”
The man’s eyes scanned the glass jug. He gripped it with one claw of a hand and stared at the woman blurred54 in the sunlight.
“You’ve been at the claret.”
The girl laughed a loud, quaking laugh of coarse merriment. She jerked forward, subsided55 on the man’s knees, poked56 her face into his.
“Taste my breath—now.”
“Get up with you.”
“Sha’n’t.”
He pushed her away from him, and she slid to the grass at his feet and lay there giggling57, with her sun-bonnet fallen back from her hair. Zeus Gildersedge eyed her with mingled58 approbation59 and disfavor. He had bartered60 his dignity long ago, for the woman had made him her equal in dragging him to her own level. They understood each other in a coarse, abusive fashion, and were comrades of a common cult61.
“Where’s Joan?” said the man, fingering his chin, while his colorless eyes shone out from his bloodless face.
“Don’t know. ’Tain’t no business of mine, though you let her gad62 over the country like a gypsy. You’re a fool, Zeus Gildersedge. Nice sort of father you make.”
“Joan can look after herself.”
“So can every woman till she lights on a man.”
Zeus Gildersedge shifted in his chair.
“Balderdash!” he said, with tightened63 lips. “The girl has pride enough to choke most men. She’s no bib-and-tucker baby.”
“A woman’s a woman, bib or no bib,” retorted the servant.
Zeus Gildersedge took ten drops of opium in a tumbler of claret, frowning as he sipped64 it down.
“You’re a nice bit of goods to lecture me on education.”
Rebecca plucked up a handful of grass and threw it into the man’s lap.
“There’s hay for you,” she said, grimacing65. “Miss Joan’s worth twenty of me and you. Pity you don’t treat her better. I wouldn’t stand all the grubbing she stands—no, not for nothing. I wouldn’t be your daughter, neither; a fine girl like she is shut up with an old goat to feed on thistles in a tumble-down shanty66. You’re too mean to have a daughter. There’s the truth for you.”
She laughed a reckless, barbaric expression of superabundant vigor, a challenge to the thin, sallow being squatting67 under the yews. Zeus Gildersedge regarded her with his small, calculating eyes. A slight color had crept into his cheeks. The fingers of his right hand fidgeted the buttons of his coat.
“I should like to know why I don’t pack you out of my house with an hour’s notice,” he observed, in tones that were whimsically contemplative.
The girl’s eyes glistened68; her full lips parted over her large, strong teeth. She was handsome in a coarse, physical fashion. Her hair was black as a raven’s wing, her cheeks red as sun-mellowed apples, her figure profusely69 Rubenesque in outline. She made a broad furrow70 in the tall grass where she lay, supporting herself on one arm, with the sunlight glancing on her hair.
“Say the word—I’m off,” she said.
“Pack your box, then.”
“Six months’ wages.”
“And a deuced fine character.”
They both laughed. The girl gave a pouting71 smile, reached up, and gripped the man’s knee. Zeus Gildersedge stared into her eyes with a glance that was half critical, half human. They remained so for half a minute before the man swore and dropped back into his chair with a contemptuous chuckle.
“Threescore years and yet a fool,” he said.
“The carrier will pass at eight.”
“Shut up.”
The girl wriggled72 nearer in the grass, looking in the man’s face with a mischievous73 simper.
“I want two new dresses, and—”
“You bet.”
“I’m going to Rilchester market-day.”
“Who’s to stop you?”
“And in that little cash-box in the cupboard—”
“Hist!”
“What’s wrong?”
“Get up; she’s coming.”
“Who?”
“Joan.”
The girl Rebecca bit her lip, scrambled74 up, and started away some paces.
“I’ll give the tinker tuppence for mending that pan,” she said, with an intentional75 strenuousness76. “Mutton and potatoes at eight, sharp.”
Joan Gildersedge drew near under the snow-starred vaults77 of a tall acacia. Her hair flashed about her shoulders magic gold; her face shone white under the dense78, green boughs. A pillar of pure womanliness, pearl-bright and lovely, she moved through the deep ecstasy79 of the summer silence. Her eyes shone large and lucid80 as fine glass. An infinite wistfulness dwelt upon her mouth like moonlight on a rose. Divinely human, radiant with an incomprehensible mystery of soul, she stood before her father.
Zeus Gildersedge regarded her with a species of unwilling81 awe47. He was man enough to realize the strange charm of this rare being who called him father. To him she was in large measure unintelligible82, a denizen83 of an atmosphere impenetrable to his meagre, goatish vision. Her very unapproachableness, her serene84 temper, often created in him a rough and petulant85 antagonism86, a strong sense of inferiority that nudged his starved and decrepit87 pride. She was of him, yet not his, an elusive88 and scintillant89 soul, who suffered his interdictions and his barbarisms in silence, retaining beyond his ken90 a species of intangible freedom that defied his power.
“You’re late,” quoth the man in the chair, filling a long, clay pipe and preparing to smoke.
“I had forgotten how the hours passed.”
Zeus Gildersedge stretched himself in his chair and yawned. He habitually91 felt ill at ease in his daughter’s presence. She had a queer knack92 of upsetting the equanimity93 of his avarice94 and jarring the mean structure he called his soul. They had nothing in common. Even on the tritest subjects they were out of sympathy.
“You seem to be away a good deal,” said the man, remembering the words Rebecca had thrown up at him from the grass.
“Am I?”
“What do you do with yourself all day?”
“Wander in the woods, watch the birds, collect flowers, bathe in the sea.”
“Bathe—do you!”
“Every day.”
“Beginning to find your father a dull dog, eh? We don’t do a vast amount of entertaining. Rather a quiet place this,” and he laughed.
Joan dangled95 her hat by the strings and watched her father with a supreme96 and unconscious gravity. She was ever attempting to understand his mental condition; she had never yet succeeded.
“I often wonder why we have no friends,” she said.
Zeus Gildersedge enveloped97 himself in an atmosphere of smoke. He distrusted in particular the developing instincts of this queen, realizing that she had little cause to recompense his authority with any great degree of gratitude98. He had begotten99 and reared her, given her the fundamental necessities of life, but little else. She never displayed discontent in his presence, never reproached his niggard régime. Zeus Gildersedge did not expect love from her, seeing that he was barren of that sentiment himself.
“Friendship is an expensive commodity,” he observed, with a sullen100 yet hypocritical earnestness. “We have to pay for affection in this world; one can get plenty of sympathy by giving dinner-parties. Spend money and people will welcome you. Poverty means isolation101 and contempt.”
The girl’s eyes were still fixed102 imperturbably103 upon his face. She seemed to weigh his words upon the balance of a virgin intuition and to find them inadequate104.
“Are we so poor?” she asked.
Zeus Gildersedge grunted.
“Pretty much so.”
“You find it a miserable105 experience?”
“You think so, eh?”
“If loneliness and poverty go together, you must be very poor.”
“You’re growing too clever with that tongue of yours.”
Joan leaned against the trunk of the acacia and smiled at the clouds. A cataract106 of golden light poured through the delicate foliage107, smiting108 the shadowy grass with green splendor109, painting quivering fleur-de-lis upon the girl’s dark dress.
“Father,” she said, gently enough, “I often wonder what you live for.”
The man in the chair bit his pipe-stem and frowned.
“You do, do you!”
“I am young, you are old. What pleasures can you find in life?”
Zeus Gildersedge eyed her keenly under his drooping110 lids.
“What do most men live for?” he asked her.
“How should I know?” she answered him.
“Money, gold bags, beer, and bed. You will understand it all well enough some day.”
She looked at him with her large, gray eyes, calm and incredulous.
“And what, then, of death,” she asked, “if we live for nothing more than this?”
The man straightened in his chair.
“What’s that?”
“Death.”
“What’s death to you?”
“The falling of leaves and a silence as of snow under a winter sky. I often think of death; nor is it strange to me. Do you fear the grave?”
“Stop this nonsense,” said the man, with some symptoms of rebellion.
“Are you happy?”
Zeus Gildersedge wriggled in his chair.
“When I want your sympathy I’ll ask for it,” he said. “You’re a little too forward for your years, my dear. Don’t worry your head about my future. Keep your sentimentalities for the birds and the bees and the twaddling rubbish you read in books. Damn sentiment. Supper at eight.”
When the girl had gone Zeus Gildersedge clutched his ledger to him, his brows knitted into a scowl111 of thought. His hands strained at the book with a tremulous intensity112, while his eyes stared into space. Overhead a blackbird was pouring a deep torrent32 of song to join the sunlight. A slight breeze made the boughs oracular with sudden mysterious mutterings. The beneficent eyes of the universe seemed to watch with a scornful pity the vague dreads113 of infidelity and greed.
As though waking from some unflattering dream, Zeus Gildersedge’s hands relaxed and suffered the book to slip slowly into his lap. He breathed an oath under his breath, gulped down a mouthful of claret, and lay back in his chair chuckling114.
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