Mr. W—— was rather surprised to receive quite an early call at his bindery from the son of his wealthy patron—the younger Legare. He had met Frank at his club, and on “the road,” for both drove fast horses; but the young man had never before visited the bindery, though his father often did.
Mr. W——, however, received his visitor with great cordiality, and asked what he could do for him.
“I would like to see you in your private office a moment,” said young Legare, who had, when he entered the large room, cast a keen and searching glance at all the hands—men, boys, and girls—whom his eye could reach.
“Certainly. Step this way,” said Mr. W——, leading the way to a room partitioned off at the upper end of the main bindery. “Take a seat, Mr. Legare,” he said, pointing to a luxurious2 arm-chair, cushioned and backed with morocco.
“Thank you. I will detain you but a moment,” said Frank. “My father was here yesterday?”
“Yes; he left some work, which will be finished by to-morrow. He is one of my best patrons,” replied W——.
“A prodigy?”
“Yes, sir; at least he seems to think so, for he talked like a crazy man about her—a girl beautiful as a houri, and as learned as she is beautiful, the mistress, he said, of no less than five languages.”
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“Ah, yes! You allude4 to Hattie Butler. She is rather pretty, and certainly quite gifted as a linguist5.”
“What will you take to send her away where he will never see her again?”
“Mr. Legare! I hardly understand you.”
“I think I spoke6 quite plainly. I asked you what you would take to send her away where he would never see her again. Do you understand that?”
“I think I do,” said Mr. W——, flushing up. “But you must understand I never discharge a good and willing hand without a fault, when there is work to do for that hand. This young woman has worked for us over two years without committing an error.”
“Is it no error to snare7 an old man like my father, because he happens to be rich, with a display of her beauty and learning?”
“Snare! Mr. Legare, have you been drinking, or what is the matter with you?”
“I have not been drinking, Mr. W——, and I am in very sober earnest in what I say. My father, though old, is very impressible, and perhaps you know it. He came home to lunch yesterday, and could talk of nothing but the beauty and talent of this girl.”
“Why, he was not in here over ten or fifteen minutes altogether, and his conversation with her may have occupied three or four minutes of that time.”
“Well, it was long enough to do us—my sister and myself—perhaps an irreparable injury. In short, from the old gentleman’s enthusiasm, we feared he would court and marry this girl before we could take a step to prevent it, and we made up our minds to prevent such a folly8 if we could.”
“I doubt very much, Mr. Legare, whether such a[35] folly, as you rightly term it, has originated in any brain but your own. I was present at the only interview your father has ever had with this young woman, and only the books, and how to bind1 them, was the subject of conversation. It was brief and business-like, nothing more.”
“Can I see the young woman?”
“We are not in the habit of exhibiting our employees, Mr. Legare,” said W——, with considerable hauteur9. “But if you choose to walk about the bindery with me, you can see every person in it, while examining my work, machinery10, and so forth11; but I will not permit any remarks made that can hurt the feelings of an employee.”
“I would be the last to do it, sir; and you need not point out this prodigy—if she is so very beautiful, and so superior in her grace and manners, I am sure I shall be able to discover her without aid.”
“Very well, Mr. Legare. We will pass through the various departments, as visitors frequently do.”
The young man assented12, and with Mr. W—— moved through the large hall, looking at folders13, sewers14, gilders, and pasters, all busy at their various tasks, and examined with rather a careless eye all the newly-patented machinery for cutting and pressing, though Mr. W—— strove to point out the great improvements of the age as well as he could.
They had passed through a greater part of the bindery, and young Legare had looked with a surprised eye on many a pretty form and interesting face, for he, like too many of the upper or non-laboring class, had imbued16 the idea that beauty and labor15, grace and toil17, intellect and worth, could not go hand in hand, or indeed have any connection.
They now came to where a young girl, with her[36] braided hair, dark as night, wound around a finely poised18 head, sat with her face toward a window—a screen on either side partially19 shutting her in from general observation. She was bent20 over some scattered21 pages, evidently arranging them, and young Legare, glancing at the pages, saw that they were old, in a foreign language, and had belonged to a pile of torn and faded magazines that lay on the table to her left.
One glance at that form, at the shapely head, and graceful22 neck and shoulders, and a start of surprise, a flush in his face, told that Legare had found the wonderful girl of whom his father had spoken.
Hearing steps close to her table, the beautiful girl turned to see who was there, and, seeing Mr. W—— with a stranger by his side, turned again to her work. But that one glance revealed to young Legare such a face as he had never seen before—a face wonderfully beautiful and full of expression.
The two passed on until beyond her hearing, and Legare said, in a low tone:
“I thank you, Mr. W——, and need look no farther. I do not wonder that such beauty, combined with education and talent, struck my father with surprise. Who can she be? She was not born to labor; her hands are small, her fingers tapering23 and delicate—every feature that of a lady. I had but a single glance, but if I was only an artist I could paint her portrait from memory.”
Mr. W—— smiled.
“You also are enthusiastic as well as your father. But I assure you that neither you nor he need feel any fear, or dream of any snares24 being laid for either of you. It is true, the young girl is beautiful—but she is poor, and dependent on the labor of her[37] hands for her living. She has evidently no ambitions beyond it, for here at her bench for over two years she has been a silent, quiet, unobtrusive worker, making no complaints, asking no favors, shunning25 all acquaintances—noted only for her modesty26 and retiring, quiet way.”
“She is a wonder,” said Mr. Legare, with a sigh. “I thank you for your kindness, Mr. W——.”
Then he left the bindery without another word.
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linguist
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spoke
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hauteur
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machinery
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forth
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folders
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labor
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shunning
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modesty
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