Thurley drew their attention to a newly finished sun dial. “You see,” she said, as they took chairs within a summer house, “it is getting used to one’s self that is the trick. We all have to do it in some way or other at some time. I dare say if one were born with four fingers and an extra one appeared without warning, it would be quite a task to know how to provide for the newcomer ... besides, they all feel it has been worth while,” she added, turning her eager, flushed face towards Bliss Hobart.
“Well, they don’t mind saying I belong to Birge’s[403] Corners—reward sufficient.” Thurley stood up to wave a welcoming arm to a small person in flowered organdie and a huge shade hat, who was making her way across the lawn, squired by her todding son.
“I want you to meet Lorraine Birge,” she explained swiftly. “Lorraine is my right hand man—now.” She did not add what had happened—the awful, furious moment when Lorraine was summoned home from public speaking to witness the result of Herta’s carelessness regarding Boy—the fall from the window with the fractured arms as a result. It had banished6 the war-madness; the old, gentle Lorraine, with an added strength of purpose perhaps born of her tiny sojourn7 into the world, returned for all time. With Thurley as her “guardian angel,” she once more recreated her house as Dan had left it—and would expect it—nursing her child, shaking her head firmly when committees asked when she would join them once again!
Lorraine hesitated when she saw the strangers, but Boy ambled8 along to garrote Hobart’s watch chain and with his fingers clutch Polly’s red hat brim so there was no chance for further reserve and the quartette sat chatting of the Fincherie work, and of the future art colony soon to be in evidence until the chimes struck five and Lorraine bundled her son under her arm and made for her motor car.
“Of Dan,” Thurley admitted. “She most surely is—and we are the best of friends. Not even Dan could come between us! We each made a mistake, and then unmade it, and that inspired us with mutual10 pity and admiration,—understand?”
“When are you going to sing next?” Bliss Hobart asked.
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“When I have time! Don’t bother me about singing. I’m so busy and so happy that I haven’t time to plan.”
Ali Baba, important in a new uniform, came across the lawn to tell Thurley the New York train had brought her four guests.
“You’ll be real glad to see three of them, and real sorry to see the fourth,” he whispered patronizingly, “the fourth is that artist—he’s blind!”
Polly sprang to her feet. “I knew it—I knew it,” she said breathlessly.
It was quite true. The over brilliant, joyous11 eyes faced the darkness for all time. Mark Wirth had acted as his courier and as the trio came into the reception room, Ernestine and Caleb stood in the background and Collin tried to smile at them while Mark raised his hand to suppress their exclamations12.
“We’ve come to belong to Ali Baba’s forty thieves,” said Ernestine, to break the silence. “We’re as tired and hungry as four people can be. Collin has splendid things to tell you, he is very shy about letting us know how wonderful he has been.” Her voice broke and she looked at Caleb to take up the burden.
But Caleb was staring at Collin, whose sensitive face quivered as a woman’s does before she cries. He made no response.
Hobart came and took his hand. “I’m mighty13 proud of you, old man; you get yourself rested up and forget the haughty14 beauties waiting to be painted in their best togs.... You’ll have to be a sculptor15 in spite of yourself.”
“The master said, ‘All an artist needs is to trust his eyes,’” Collin repeated.
“Ah, but his inner eyes—which never dim,” Thurley[405] corrected, coming over to kiss his cheek. “Here is Polly waiting to kiss you on both cheeks. Why, Collin, you’ve just come home twice as precious; that’s all, isn’t it?—just come home.”
Polly stood back, afraid that his hands would reach up to touch her cheeks and discover the tears.
“I want Polly,” Collin said suddenly. “Where is she?”
Hobart gave her an imperative16 nudge.
“We bother Polly from being her best,” he said softly. “Let’s clear.... Polly’s the only one to make Collin get used to himself.”
In the late evening, Thurley and Mark came back into the house, after Mark had “talked her head off” in the garden and as she said good night, she added,
“To think you’re going to do something that will make the worth-while world claim you!”
“I’ve come to believe that nothing worth while is ever too late, it may not be in just the way we had planned or preferred, but if the right effort is made, the result follows.... Mark, what wonderful things another person’s tragedy can inspire!”
“It has been Collin mostly—and Lissa’s awful selfishness! Besides, Ernestine is really human and Caleb follows her about like a lamb. She’ll have him writing something ripping if he’s not careful.”
Hobart was reading in the study and he came in to where they were and said that Thurley was too fagged to stay up another moment.
“Which means you want to talk to Mark and being a woman, I’m a hindrance,” she laughed, slipping away.
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In her room, she found Polly a funny muddle19 of rose-colored negligee, handkerchiefs rolled into moist little balls, and curl papers, oddly enough! Ernestine was trying to argue with her, but Polly’s head was among the cushions of Thurley’s chaise longue and only smothered20 sobs21 escaped at intervals22.
Ernestine gave a sigh of relief as Thurley entered. “Do make her behave! Polly dear, you must be brave, as you used to be about your own affairs. We all know how hard you care. We just want you to keep on caring, and it might have been worse. Why, Collin’s soul isn’t bruised23; now Caleb’s was,” she added honestly.
“How did he ever marry you?” Polly managed to ask.
“I ordered it, as you must—mustn’t she, Thurley? It’s her duty.”
Thurley slipped down beside Polly. “A gray angel can ask a man to marry her as easily as she can knit him a sweater,” she whispered. “Collin needs you; he must use his talents wisely and only some one who really will belong to him can make him prove his worth.”
After Polly halfway24 promised that she would find the shortest, most forceful method of requesting marriage to a blind hero who could become a sublime25 poet in deathless stone and bronze, Ernestine departed to find Caleb in a changed, softened26 mood in which he admitted that when a chap witnessed such a tragedy—and such rose-colored clouds encircling it, who saw what Thurley had done, forgetting herself and her career, and the men at the Fincherie quietly getting used to themselves and ‘life as usual’ all about, it made him realize what a smashing story could be written about such real people. Caleb had awakened27 to his possibility of being a vigorous realist.
Thurley turned off the lights in her room and opened[407] the window to commune with the genial28 moon. She wondered if Bliss Hobart would ever be in dire29 need of gray angel courtship.... The memory of Miss Clergy’s message, “Tell Thurley to use her own judgment,” caused the color to flood her tired cheeks ... she almost hoped he would not—it would be so very splendid to have Bliss Hobart plead his own cause ... she was only a small part gray angel, she admitted, she was mostly—just Thurley!
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