“There’s no mistaking Aynsley’s trail,” Osborne laughed. “He blazes it on the bodies of straying chickens and hogs2; but I imagine you noticed that he wasn’t alone.”
“I did; and I would have been quite as pleased if he had left his father at home.”
“So I surmised3.” Osborne smiled. “It seems to be what the older generation is intended for; but Clay’s not the man to take kindly4 to the shelf and, everything considered, you couldn’t blame him. Aynsley’s the more ornamental—a fine figure of a man as he sits at the wheel; but his father’s the driving force that makes the machine go. So far, his son hasn’t made much of anything unless the material was put ready to his hand.”
“At least, he has done no harm.”
“I told him not long ago that he ought to work,” Ruth replied in unguarded confidence.
“It will be interesting to see if he follows your advice. His friends have been urging the course for several years without much effect.”
“He means to take charge of the Canadian mill; but, of course, he may have a number of reasons for doing so,” Ruth added hastily.
Osborne made no comment. Of late, he had begun to wonder where her friendship for Aynsley would lead, and although it would not have displeased6 him had she shown any tenderness for the man, he could discover no sign of this.
He went forward to meet his guests, and when they came out of the house a few minutes later Aynsley went straight across the lawn to greet Ruth and Miss Dexter, who had joined her niece, while Clay and Osborne followed a path which led through the pines. Clay was strongly made and burly, with very dark hair and eyes and a somewhat fleshy face. He looked as if he enjoyed good living; but the alertness of his expression redeemed7 it from sensuality. He had an air of rakish boldness which rather became him, and his careless dress added to this effect. In white Panama hat, well-cut clothes negligently8 put on, with a heavy gold watch-chain, diamond studs, and a black silk band round his waist, Clay looked more of a swashbuckler than a sober business man. His appearance was not altogether deceptive9, for, although he used modern methods with great shrewdness, he had habits and characteristics more in keeping with the romantic ’49.
Osborne nodded. “Yes.”
“Still got an option on the adjoining frontage?”
“I believe so; the offer wasn’t quite formal.”
“Ah! The municipal improvement scheme is going through?”
“Sure. I got the tip by ‘phone as I was leaving. Whatcom serves me pretty well, but there are other fellows to take a hand in the game, and the news will leak out some time this evening. We’re an hour or two ahead—that’s all. Here, write your message.”
Taking a telegram blank from his pocket, he handed it to Osborne; and then swung off his hat with ceremonious gallantry as he came suddenly upon the others through an opening in the pines. Ruth gave him a rather cold bow, for his voice carried well, and she had heard enough to disturb her. She did not expect much from Clay; but it looked as if her father were abetting12 him in a conspiracy13 to take an unfair advantage of some civic14 improvements. She had no justification15 for questioning either of them; but her aunt, who was seldom diffident, proceeded to deal with the matter boldly when Osborne joined them after dispatching the telegram.
“What’s this I hear, Henry?” Miss Dexter asked.
“I can’t say. You were not intended to hear anything,” Osborne replied with a patient air.
“Then your friend should talk lower. Have you been buying up property the city needs?”
“It’s a fairly common practice. I suppose you don’t approve of it?”
“Need you ask?” Miss Dexter bristled16 with Puritanical17 indignation. “Have you any moral right to tax the people because they want a healthier and cleaner town? Is this the example you would set your daughter?”
Osborne smiled tolerantly.
“It’s hardly likely that Ruth will feel tempted18 to speculate in real estate. Besides, the tax is optional. The people needn’t pay it unless they like.”
“That’s a quibble,” Miss Dexter replied shrewdly. “They wouldn’t buy your lots at an extravagant19 price if there was another site available.”
“It’s unwise to jump at conclusions. As a matter of fact, there are two better sites in the market.”
Miss Dexter looked puzzled.
“If that’s true,” she declared, “the matter’s more suspicious than before. There’s something not straight.”
“I’m afraid there often is,” Osborne responded good-humoredly. “Still, while I can’t hope for your approval of all my doings, I don’t think you have much reason to question my veracity20.”
“I have none. I beg your pardon, Henry,” Miss Dexter said with some dignity. “I’m glad to say that I’ve always found your word reliable.”
“That’s something to my credit, anyway.” Osborne turned to Clay. “My sister-in-law has no admiration21 for our modern business ethics22.”
“There she shows sense,” Clay answered with a smile. “I’m old-fashioned enough to believe, ma’am, that the less women have to do with business the better.”
“Why?” Miss Dexter demanded sternly.
“You have a better part in life; we look to you to raise the national tone, to protect the family morals, and keep the home clean.”
Osborne looked amused, and Aynsley undutifully grinned, but Miss Dexter’s expression hinted at rather grim astonishment23.
“How is it to be done?” she asked. “What’s the use in our cleaning when you men are allowed to muss up things?”
“That sounds logical,” Aynsley put in. “I’m afraid we really need reforming.”
“You do,” Miss Dexter replied with an air of dry amusement which somewhat surprised her niece. “Idle men in particular are bound to make trouble.”
“It was the busy ones I was thinking of. My idea is that a man’s most dangerous when he’s making money.”
“What’s that?” Clay turned upon his son sternly.
Aynsley laughed and turned away with Ruth, who was in a thoughtful mood, for what she had heard deepened her distrust of Clay and made her anxious about his influence on her father. She admitted that, in her inexperience she could not presume to judge what was right for him, but she felt troubled.
“Have you told your father you will take over the mill?” she asked Aynsley.
“Yes; and I believe he was immensely gratified, though he only said he was glad to see I was coming to my senses. However, on thinking it over, I half regret my decision. The old man has money enough for both of us, and, to my mind, driving a car or sailing a yacht is much less risky26 work than trying to get ahead of the people you deal with.”
“But is that necessary? Can’t you carry on a business without taking advantage of your rivals and customers?”
“I’m hardly in a position to judge, but from what I’ve heard it seems difficult. When I take up the mill I’ve got to make it pay. It would be a bad shake-up for the old man if I only lost the money he put in. He’d feel himself disgraced, and it would be a heavy strain on his affection. Though he tells me I’m a fool pretty often, he’s really fond of me.”
“Yes,” said Ruth; “I’ve noticed that, and I like him for it. After all, you need some sympathy. The situation’s complicated.”
“That’s so. I’m half afraid I’m not smart enough to grapple with it. Of course, there is such a thing as compromise: you can do your best all round, but make a small concession27 here and there.”
“I’m not sure that would work. Isn’t there a risk of the concessions28 becoming too numerous? It would be safer not to give way at all.”
“It sounds a drastic rule. The trouble is that my relatives and friends expect too much of me, and I suspect that some of them are pulling opposite ways.”
Ruth felt sorry for him. Though he was careless, he was honest, and she thought he would shrink from anything that was mean and savored29 of trickery. Now, however, he had to stand a searching test: he would be expected to make the sawmill pay, and Clay would not be satisfied with a small profit. Ruth felt that she had assumed some responsibility in persuading him to undertake an uncongenial task; for if he proved unfitted for it, his troubles would be numerous. For all that, she could not believe that it was impossible to get rich uprightly.
“After all,” she said, “you will have every advantage. The best assistants and the latest machinery30.”
“That’s true. But they’re liabilities. I mean they’ll be scored against me, and I’ll have to prove I’ve made the most efficient use of them. In a way, I’d rather make a start with poorer tools.”
“That sounds weak; and you’re not often so hesitating.”
“It’s something to know your limitations,” Aynsley answered. “Besides, I feel that I have to do you and the old man credit after the rather reckless confidence you have both shown in me.”
Aynsley turned to her quickly. She was wonderfully attractive with her slender figure in light summer drapery outlined against the darkness of the surrounding pines; and the dusky background emphasized her fine coloring. Her face, however, was quietly grave. He could see no trace of the tender shyness he longed for, not even a hint of coquetry, which might have warranted some advance. He sometimes thought that Ruth did not know her power and had not quite awakened32 yet; but it was obvious that she had spoken in mere33 friendly kindness, and he must be content with that.
“Thank you,” he answered in a voice that was slightly strained. “I’ll certainly have to pull myself together and see what I can do.”
They heard his father calling and, turning back to the lawn, they found Clay ready to go. He had, he explained to Miss Dexter, only called for a word with Osborne, though he found it hard to tear himself away. She heard him with a twinkle in her eyes, and afterward34 watched him cross the lawn with his jaunty35 air. Somehow he made a more romantic figure than his handsome son.
“A man of many talents, I think,” she said. “One wonders whether he makes the best use of them.”
“That depends on one’s point of view; and it’s not our affair,” Osborne remarked.
“It is certainly not mine. How far it may be yours, I can’t tell, but a man of that kind doesn’t walk alone. Where he goes he drags others after him.”
Osborne laughed as the hum of the car rushing along the hillside came back to them.
“The pace he sets is generally hot,” he admitted; “but I imagine his son is at present gratifying his love of speed.”
As a matter of fact, Clay was then leaning back on the cushions, with his hat jammed tightly on, while he watched Aynsley, whose face was presented to him in clearly cut profile. The car was traveling very fast along one of the rough dirt-roads of the country, throwing up red dust and withered36 needles and bouncing among the ruts. High overhead there hung a roof of somber37 foliage38, pierced by shafts39 of glittering light and supported by the columnar trunks of great Douglas firs. There were holes in the uneven40 surface of the road deep enough to wreck41 the machine, and though boggy42 stretches had been laid with small, split logs, these left bare, broad spaces where the wheels sank in the soft soil. Aynsley never slackened speed. He avoided the dangers with judgment43 and nerve, while the car lurched as it twisted in and out, now clinging to the edge of the bank with tires that brushed the fern, now following a devious44 track made by wagon45 wheels. It was an exhibition of fine driving; and Clay, who was a shrewd judge of men, noticed the coolness, courage, and quick decision his son displayed. He took risks that could not be avoided, but he was bold without being rash, and this appealed to his father, who studied him with a puzzled feeling. Considering his strength of character, it was strange that Aynsley had done nothing yet; and Clay was, perhaps, not altogether mistaken in deeming no occupation of importance, unless it was connected with the earning of money. He held that a calling which enriched a man was generally of some benefit to his country.
“I had a letter from Vancouver this morning,” he said, as they climbed a hill and the slower pace made conversation possible. “They’re putting the new engine in and expect to start the mill in a fortnight.”
“I’ll be ready then,” said Aynsley.
Clay noticed that, although his tone conveyed no hint of eagerness, his expression was resolute46. If the boy’s task was not quite congenial, he meant to undertake it, which was satisfactory.
“There’s another matter I want to talk about. That’s a nice girl of Osborne’s, though I guess you might do better.”
Aynsley turned his head so he could see his father.
“The remark is obviously absurd, sir.”
“It’s a proper feeling. I find no fault with it. Anyway, I’m glad to see that this time you’re looking nearer your own level. I felt a bit worried about you some years ago.”
Taken by surprise, as he was, the blood crept into Aynsley’s face. He had been infatuated with a girl in a cigar store, and it was disconcerting to learn that his father had known all about the affair. Clay had said nothing, but Aynsley had no doubt that he would have acted had he thought it needful.
“Well,” he said with some confusion, “I was at a sentimental48 age, but I wasn’t so foolish as you seem to think. Miss Neston was quite good enough for me, and I’d like you to remember it, since you have mentioned the matter.”
“We’ll let it go,” Clay answered dryly. “I guess you have a different idea of your value now. But you don’t seem to be making much progress with Ruth Osborne. I suppose you really want her?”
They had passed the steepest pitch of the hill, but Aynsley threw in the lowest gear and turned quietly to his father.
“You have a rather crude way of putting things; but you can take it that I want her more than anything in the world.”
“Very well. I can get her for you.”
Aynsley made an abrupt49 movement, and then said slowly, “I think not. This is a matter in which you can’t help me; I want you to understand it.”
His resolute manner puzzled Clay, who had not often found him so determined50.
“It seems to me that needs an explanation.”
“Then I’ll try to give you one. You have given me many things for which I’m grateful, and now that you have bought me the sawmill, I’ll do the best I can with it. I’ve allowed you to choose my career; but I think I’m justified in choosing my wife myself.”
“You’re young,” laughed Clay, “or you’d have learned that it’s very seldom a man with red blood chooses his wife; in fact, it much oftener happens the other way about. He meets her and that settles him. If you’d been capable of going round with a list of qualifications looking for a girl who could satisfy them, you’d be no son of mine. However, I’m not dictating51 what you call your choice. I don’t object to it; that’s all.”
“It’s enough. How would you get Miss Osborne if I gave you permission?”
Though the question was awkward, Clay smiled. The boy was shrewder than he thought.
“Oh,” he said, “I have some influence with Osborne. He owes me several favors.”
“A man wouldn’t give up his daughter in return for a favor. What is your hold on him?”
“I don’t see much reason why you should know.”
“You may be right.” Aynsley’s tone was determined as he continued: “Let’s try to understand each other. If Miss Osborne marries me because that’s her wish, I’ll be a very fortunate man; but it’s unthinkable that she should be forced to do so. I can’t have any pressure put upon her father.”
“When I want a thing, I get after it the best way I can.”
“I believe that’s true,” Aynsley answered with a smile. “In this case, however, the way’s important. I must ask you to leave it alone.”
“Very well,” acquiesced52 Clay. “As usual, though, I’ll be around if you should want me. I guess I haven’t failed you yet.”
“You have not, Dad,” Aynsley replied in an affectionate tone. “Sit tight; I’m going to stir up the machine.”
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