The hotel proprietor7 left the dining-room, where he personally superintended the serving of his guests, and joined the Judge, advising and complaining:
“We’ve the usual Saturday, week-end crowd in the house and I’d like to have your party get through in yonder soon’s you can, if you please. [Pg 159]I’m driven half-crazy, nights like this, by the demands and exactions of these transient people. I need every man-jack of the help and somebody says that Tommy has gone off with your lads. Tommy is small but he’s the best bell-boy in the house and—I’ll trounce him well when he gets back for serving me such a trick. Best get your dinner now, Judge, or I’ll not promise you’ll be able to later. Excuse me for urging, it’s in your own interest, and—There comes another load from somewhere! and I haven’t a room to give them. Cots in the parlor8, if they choose, nothing better?”
With that he hurried to meet the newcomers and the Judge said to Aunt Lu:
“We certainly should go in to table now. It does no good to sit here and wait. That doesn’t bring the runaways9 any sooner and they’d ought to go without their suppers if they’re so thoughtless of our comfort. Mrs. Stark, won’t you come?”
Then he observed that the lady was weeping copiously10. It was now fixed11 in her mind that Monty was drowned. She had been told that he had gone sailing with that other dreadful bugler-boy the Judge had picked up, and, of course, this was the only explanation of his absence. She refused to be comforted and would have gone out in a boat herself to search for her son had she felt this would be of the slightest use. Indeed, she was fast becoming hysterical12, and Mrs. Hungerford shook her head negatively when her brother begged her to leave her post and come with him.
[Pg 160]“Very well, then, sister, Miss Greatorex and the girls and I will go without you. Afterward13, when the boys come, I’ll try to have a special meal served for you somewhere. If I can! Come, Molly, Dolly; and I’m glad that you, Miss Greatorex, have some sense.”
So they departed and finding that Mrs. Stark was attracting the attention of the other guests upon the piazza14, Aunt Lucretia persuaded her to cross the street to the pavilion that stood upon the bluff15 above the water and that was now deserted16.
“From there we can see the boat as soon as it approaches, dear Mrs. Stark, and I feel sure you’ve no cause for such anxiety. Doubtless the boys have been fishing and have not realized how long. It is still bright daylight yonder and these are glorious moonlight nights. Even if they stayed out till bedtime they could see all right enough.”
Mrs. Stark followed the advice to seek the pavilion; yet simply because it brought her that much nearer her lost darling. But when a tray of supper was sent out to the two ladies there she refused to touch it and her grief spoiled her companion’s appetite as well.
After a little time Miss Greatorex and the girls retired17 to their rooms, at the Judge’s advice. He too had at last become infected with the anxious mother’s forebodings and felt that there was no need for Molly and Dolly to be also frightened. Then he joined the watchers in the pavilion, where the other guests refrained from disturbing them, [Pg 161]although it was a favorite resort on pleasant evenings.
Many a boat came back to the various small piers18 extending from the shore into the water, here and there, but none was the little “Digby Chicken.” Her owner took his place at the end of the pier19 and sat down to wait. Of all his boats she was the newest and prettiest. She had sailed out into the sunlight glistening20 with white paint, her new sail white and unstained, and on her shining hull21 a decoration of herring surrounding her red-lettered name. It had been the builder’s conceit22 to omit the name, the string of painted fish answering for it to all but “foreigners;” but as it had been built for the use of these “foreigners” or “tourists” the printed words had finally been added.
Minutes passed. Quarter-hours; an hour; two of them; even three. There was no longer any moonlight. The distant cliffs and headlands became invisible. One could only guess where the Gap strove to close the entrance to an outer world. The hotel verandah became more and more deserted, and one by one the lights in the upper windows shone out for a time, then disappeared. Gradually all lights vanished save those in the lobby and a faint glimmer23 from a corridor above.
Though wraps has been early sent out to the anxious watchers in the pavilion, now heavy steamer rugs were brought, to keep out that penetrating24 chill. The Judge had on his heaviest overcoat and yet shivered, himself covering his long legs with [Pg 162]a thick blanket. He had made several efforts to induce Mrs. Stark to go indoors but all had failed.
The fog that was slowly rising when the boat-owner took his station on the little quay25 below had crept nearer and nearer into shore, and finally enveloped26 everything and hidden it. So dense27 it was that from his bench on one side the circular pavilion the Judge could barely make out the white pillars on its opposite side. A lamp had been lighted in the roof but against this Mrs. Stark had vehemently28 protested, because it made that wall of white mist seem closer and more impenetrable, and without it she fancied that her eye could still pierce the distance, still discover any incoming craft.
About midnight the wind rose and the fog began to thin and scatter29. The boatman on the pier had long ago left it, forced off by the rising tide, and now sat floating in one of the row-boats fastened there. He had put on his oilskins and set his oars30 in readiness for the first sign of distress31 on the face of the waters; but he had about given up hope of his pretty “Digby Chicken.” That a couple of touring lads, even though one had protested that he was a good sailor, that these should come safely through a night like this seemed unlikely; but now that the wind was rising and the fog lifting, he drew his boat close under the pole at the pier’s end and lighted the lantern which swung there. There was now a chance that its gleam might be seen from beyond and there had been none before.
[Pg 163]Then another time of waiting, which ended with the boatman pulling out from shore. The watchers above had heard nothing, had not even seen him leave, although the lantern had faintly shown him riding upon the wave, moored32 to the pier by a rope.
But now, rubbing her strained eyes to clear their vision Mrs. Stark broke the long silence with a cry:
“The man! He isn’t there? He’s gone—to meet them!”
She was as sure of this now as she had been before that her son was drowned, and Mrs. Hungerford slipped an arm about her waist in pity. She dared not think what the result would be of a fresh disappointment.
However, their long vigil was really ended. The trained ear of the boatman had caught a faint halloo from somewhere on the water and had rowed toward the sound with all his strength and speed. At intervals33 he had paused to answer and to listen—and the now swiftly dispersing34 fog enabled him also to see—and finally to utter a little malediction35 under his breath. It scarcely needed the glass he raised to show him the “Digby Chicken” riding quietly on the water not more than half a league off shore. Her sail was furled, she looked taut36 and trim, and he could discern a figure at her prow37 which raised its arms and again hallooed.
“All’s well that ends well.” But it might not have been so well. The full story of that night’s work did not transpire38 at once. All that Mrs. Stark [Pg 164]knew was that she had her son once more within her close embrace; that he had been helped, even carried, up the narrow pier and placed dripping within her arms. She ascribed his soaked condition to the fact of the fog and not to the truth; and it was not until daylight came that he told her that. Then lying warm in his bed, with her hovering39 over him in a flutter of delight and reproof40, he announced:
“I tell you, Mamma, the only folks that amount to anything in this world are the poor ones!”
“Very likely, love, very likely. Only don’t distress yourself any more. I can’t forgive that wretched little bugling41 boy for taking you out in that horrible boat and nearly killing42 you. You’re very apt to have pneumonia43 or something—Don’t you feel pretty ill now?”
“Mamma, you can’t forgive him? What do you mean? Didn’t anybody tell?”
“Tell what, lovey. I certainly didn’t stop to ask questions. All I cared for was to get you into bed and a warm breakfast or supper or whatever it is sent up.”
“Then you don’t know that but for Melvin Cook I should be lying at the bottom of the Basin now, instead of in this bed?” demanded Monty, raising himself on his elbow.
The pallor that overspread his mother’s face was answer enough, and he blamed himself for the question. Even without knowing the worst truth she had evidently worried herself ill. But the mischief44 [Pg 165]was done and when she asked: “What do you mean?” he thought it best to tell. Moreover he was anxious that she should know of Melvin’s bravery at once. So he answered:
“Well, I made a fool of myself. He had tackle and we fished along, just for nothing hardly, and I got cocky and jiggled the boat. Then when he said I’d better not but ought to lend a hand in working her and ‘learn sense,’ I—Well, I don’t remember exactly what happened after that; only I got up on the gunwale, or edge of the ‘Chicken’ and the next I knew I was in the water. It all came over me in a flash that I couldn’t swim and would drown and I shut my eyes and tried to say a prayer. But I couldn’t think, and then I felt something grab me. It was that Melvin. He’d tossed off his jacket and dove for me and was dragging me to the surface and the boat. I tried to get hold of him tighter but he kicked me off and said if I did that we’d both go down. I thought we would, anyhow, so I did let go and then he got me to the boat, yanking me by the collar and—that was all for a good while. I—I was pretty sick I guess. I’d swallowed so much salt water and all. He and Tommy rubbed me and jounced me around and paid no attention to the boat, that kept drifting further out all the time.
“I don’t remember much else. I lay on the bottom of the thing and the boys put their coats over me to stop my shivering. Melvin said afterward that I shivered from fear and shock more than from [Pg 166]dripping, too, but he couldn’t stop for that. He had to try to get back to shore and the fog was rising.
“Tommy told me a good deal, later on when I felt better. He said the fog got so thick Melvin was afraid to try and sail lest we should bump into some other craft. So we lay still till—I guess you know the rest. Now I want to hear, has anybody coddled either of those boys—heroes, both of ’em—as you’ve coddled me? If they haven’t been treated right I’ll make it lively for somebody. Anyhow, I want to get up and dress. I’m ashamed of myself. When I see how other boys act I think I’ve been—Well, I won’t call your lovey-dovey hard names! But you hear me say: I’ll be a man after this or—or know the reason why!”
It certainly was a long speech for a sick boy as Mrs. Stark persisted in considering him; and it left her shaken and most undecided on various points. Upon one, however, she was fully45 set; she would cut this Nova Scotia trip short at once. She would telegraph her husband in Boston and follow her telegram, bag and baggage, by that afternoon’s train. With this resolve in mind she left the room; merely bidding her son “lie still till I come back.”
This was courteously47 provided; also pen and ink with which to inscribe48 it, which she promptly49 did, then the following dialogue:—
“Please send this message at once, clerk.”
[Pg 167]“Sorry, Madam, but I can’t do it. Not to-day.”
“Office is closed. No despatches sent on Sunday. Can do it about seven a. m. Monday.”
“You mean to tell me that ridiculous stuff? Where is the office? If this second-rate hotel can’t accommodate its patrons I’ll take it myself.”
“The office is at the railway station, Madam. You will find it closed.”
“Indeed? Well, when does the first train start for Yarmouth and a steamer for the States, either Boston or New York?”
“At ten o’clock Monday morning. Upon arrival at Yarmouth meets steamers for both ports, Madam.”
“None, to-day?”
“None, Madam. It is a law of the Province. From Saturday night to Monday morning all traffic is suspended.”
Mrs. Stark did not continue the dialogue. She couldn’t. She was too astonished and too indignant. That she, Mrs. Ebenezer Stark, wife of the great banker of that name, should not be able to control a matter of this sort was simply incredible. With her head very high she left the desk and sought the Judge in his quiet corner of the piazza, where he sat, newspaper over face, trying to catch “forty winks” after his night of scant51 sleep.
He suppressed a yawn as he rose at the lady’s call.
“Judge Breckenridge, a moment, if you please. Sorry to disturb you but it’s most important. I [Pg 168]want to send a telegram and that ridiculous clerk says I can’t do it.”
“Quite right. I’d like to myself and can’t.”
He placed a chair for her and she thoroughly52 aired her grievance53. He sympathized but declared himself powerless to help her. She remarked:
“It is simply outrageous54. A trap to keep visitors here whether or no. My husband will make it his business to alter the whole thing. I must go and take Monty away from here. I am in fear for his life. I shan’t rest till I see him safe back in his father’s arms.”
The Judge listened courteously, but said:
“We tourists have no business to find fault with the laws the Provincials55 make for themselves. We’d resent their interference in the States. As for taking your son away, just because of a little accident which ended all right, aren’t you making a mistake? In any case, since you cannot get away till to-morrow, anyway, wouldn’t it be wise for you to rest now and recuperate56 from your night of anxiety? Unless you will join us in church-going. Lucretia never lets me off that duty, even if I were inclined, but I’m not. Like herself I always enjoy service in strange churches. We would be most happy to have you?”
“Thank you, but I couldn’t. Not to-day. I’m too upset and weary. I couldn’t leave my darling boy, either, after he’s just been rescued from a—a watery57 grave. He’s just told me that he fell, or was pushed overboard, and that the bugling boy was [Pg 169]scared and helped him out. Oh! it makes me cold all over just to think of it!”
“Is that the version Montmorency gave of the affair?”
Then when she hesitated to answer, he added:
“Because I have heard quite a different one. I wormed it out of little Tommy, whom Melvin had threatened with punishment if he betrayed the really heroic part the ‘bugling boy’ played in the case. Doubly brave because, though he has tried his best to overcome it, Melvin has a horror of the sea. His father was drowned and if he followed his inclination59 the orphaned60 lad would never leave dry ground. But his race is a sea-faring one, and he knows that it may only be by following the profession of his forebears that he can ever earn a living for himself and his mother—though I should have put her first, as she certainly is in her son’s thoughts. When Montmorency fooled and fell overboard—by no means was pushed—Melvin conquered his own horror and plunged61 after him. If he hadn’t—Well, we shouldn’t be talking so calmly together now, you and I.”
Poor Mrs. Stark! She was torn and tossed by more emotions than had ever been hers during her easy life, and each emotion was at variance62 with another. She dropped into a chair to collect herself; and at the end of a few moments remarked:
“If that is the case I will do something for the [Pg 170]boy. Whatever amount of money you think suitable, I will give you a check for.”
He wanted to retort sharply, but he didn’t. He forced himself to say quite gently:
“No payment, Mrs. Stark, would prove acceptable. In his victory over himself and his own cowardice63 Melvin has grown richer than any dollars could make him. If you will pardon my advice, don’t offer him anything save kindness and don’t make that too conspicuous64. A shy boy needs careful handling.”
He bowed as she now rose and went her way, a very thoughtful woman. But her heart rejoiced beyond expression that no matter what the details of the night’s episode had been, her best-loved object in this world was safe and sound. She would go to him and basking65 in the sunshine of his beloved presence content herself as best she could, until tomorrow’s trains should bear them both away.
Alas66! When she came to the room where she had left him she found no chance to “bask.” Her “sunshine” had again disappeared.
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| adj.明眼的，惹人注目的；炫耀的，摆阔气的 | |
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| v.晒太阳，取暖( bask的现在分词 )；对…感到乐趣；因他人的功绩而出名；仰仗…的余泽 | |
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| int.唉(表示悲伤、忧愁、恐惧等) | |
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