Margaret was watching the young man by her side and wondering at herself. He was different from any man whose life had come near to hers before. He was wild and worldly, she could see that, and unrestrained by many of the things that were vital principles with her, and yet she felt strangely drawn2 to him and wonderfully at home in his company. She could not understand herself nor him. It was as if his real soul had looked out of his eyes and spoken, untrammeled by the circumstances of birth or breeding or habit, and she knew him for a kindred spirit. And yet he was far from being one in whom she would have expected even to find a friend. Where was her confidence of yesterday? Why was it that she dreaded3 to have this strong young protector leave her to meet alone a world of strangers, whom yesterday at this time she would have gladly welcomed?
Now, when his face grew thoughtful and sad, she saw the hard, bitter lines that were beginning to be graven about his lips, and her heart ached over what he had said about not making good. She wondered if there was anything else she could say to help him, but no words came to her, and the sad, set look about his lips warned her that perhaps she had said enough. He was not one who needed a long dissertation4 to bring a thought home to his consciousness.
Gravely they rode to the station to see about Margaret's trunks and make inquiries5 for the school and the house where she had arranged to board. Then Margaret sent a telegram to her mother to say that she had arrived safely, and so, when all was done and there was no longer an excuse for lingering, the Boy realized that he must leave her.
They stood alone for just a moment while the voluble landlady6 went to attend to something that was boiling over on the stove. It was an ugly little parlor7 that was to be her reception-room for the next year at least, with red-and-green ingrain carpet of ancient pattern, hideous8 chromos on the walls, and frantically9 common furniture setting up in its shining varnish10 to be pretentious11; but the girl had not seen it yet. She was filled with a great homesickness that had not possessed12 her even when she said good-by to her dear ones at home. She suddenly realized that the people with whom she was to be thrown were of another world from hers, and this one friend whom she had found in the desert was leaving her.
She tried to shake hands formally and tell him how grateful she was to him for rescuing her from the perils13 of the night, but somehow words seemed so inadequate14, and tears kept crowding their way into her throat and eyes. Absurd it was, and he a stranger twenty hours before, and a man of other ways than hers, besides. Yet he was her friend and rescuer.
She spoke her thanks as well as she could, and then looked up, a swift, timid glance, and found his eyes upon her earnestly and troubled.
"Don't thank me," he said, huskily. "I guess it was the best thing I ever did, finding you. I sha'n't forget, even if you never let me see you again—and—I hope you will." His eyes searched hers wistfully.
"Of course," she said. "Why not?"
"I thank you," he said in quaint15, courtly fashion, bending low over her hand. "I shall try to be worthy16 of the honor."
And so saying, he left her and, mounting his horse, rode away into the lengthening17 shadows of the afternoon.
She stood in the forlorn little room staring out of the window after her late companion, a sense of utter desolation upon her. For the moment all her brave hopes of the future had fled, and if she could have slipped unobserved out of the front door, down to the station, and boarded some waiting express to her home, she would gladly have done it then and there.
Try as she would to summon her former reasons for coming to this wild, she could not think of one of them, and her eyes were very near to tears.
But Margaret Earle was not given to tears, and as she felt them smart beneath her lids she turned in a panic to prevent them. She could not afford to cry now. Mrs. Tanner would be returning, and she must not find the "new schoolma'am" weeping.
With a glance she swept the meager19, pretentious room, and then, suddenly, became aware of other presences. In the doorway20 stood a man and a dog, both regarding her intently with open surprise, not unmixed with open appraisement21 and a marked degree of admiration22.
The man was of medium height, slight, with a putty complexion23; cold, pale-blue eyes; pale, straw-colored hair, and a look of self-indulgence around his rather weak mouth. He was dressed in a city business suit of the latest cut, however, and looked as much out of place in that crude little house as did Margaret Earle herself in her simple gown of dark-blue crêpe and her undeniable air of style and good taste.
His eyes, as they regarded her, had in them a smile that the girl instinctively24 resented. Was it a shade too possessive and complacently25 sure for a stranger?
The dog, a large collie, had great, liquid, brown eyes, menacing or loyal, as circumstances dictated26, and regarded her with an air of brief indecision. She felt she was being weighed in the balance by both pairs of eyes. Of the two the girl preferred the dog.
Perhaps the dog understood, for he came a pace nearer and waved his plumy tail tentatively. For the dog she felt a glow of friendliness27 at once, but for the man she suddenly, and most unreasonably28, of course, conceived one of her violent and unexpected dislikes.
Into this tableau29 bustled30 Mrs. Tanner. "Well, now, I didn't go to leave you by your lonesome all this time," she apologized, wiping her hands on her apron31, "but them beans boiled clean over, and I hed to put 'em in a bigger kettle. You see, I put in more beans 'count o' you bein' here, an' I ain't uset to calca'latin' on two extry." She looked happily from the man to the girl and back again.
"Mr. West, I 'spose, o' course, you interjuced yerself? Bein' a preacher, you don't hev to stan' on ceremony like the rest of mankind. You 'ain't? Well, let me hev the pleasure of interjucin' our new school-teacher, Miss Margaret Earle. I 'spect you two 'll be awful chummy right at the start, both bein' from the East that way, an' both hevin' ben to college."
Margaret Earle acknowledged the bow with a cool little inclination32 of her head. She wondered why she didn't hate the garrulous33 woman who rattled34 on in this happy, take-it-for-granted way; but there was something so innocently pleased in her manner that she couldn't help putting all her wrath35 on the smiling man who came forward instantly with a low bow and a voice of fulsome36 flattery.
"Indeed, Miss Earle, I assure you I am happily surprised. I am sure Mrs. Tanner's prophecy will come true and we shall be the best of friends. When they told me the new teacher was to board here I really hesitated. I have seen something of these Western teachers in my time, and scarcely thought I should find you congenial; but I can see at a glance that you are the exception to the rule."
He presented a soft, unmanly white hand, and there was nothing to do but take it or seem rude to her hostess; but her manner was like icicles, and she was thankful she had not yet removed her gloves.
If the reverend gentleman thought he was to enjoy a lingering hand-clasp he was mistaken, for the gloved finger-tips merely touched his hand and were withdrawn37, and the girl turned to her hostess with a smile of finality as if he were dismissed. He did not seem disposed to take the hint and withdraw, however, until on a sudden the great dog came and stood between them with open-mouthed welcome and joyous38 greeting in the plumy, wagging tail. He pushed close to her and looked up into her face insistently39, his hanging pink tongue and wide, smiling countenance40 proclaiming that he was satisfied with his investigation41.
Margaret looked down at him, and then stooped and put her arms about his neck. Something in his kindly42 dog expression made her feel suddenly as if she had a real friend.
It seemed the man, however, did not like the situation. He kicked gingerly at the dog's hind43 legs, and said in a harsh voice:
"Get out of the way, sir. You're annoying the lady. Get out, I say!"
The dog, however, uttered a low growl44 and merely showed the whites of his menacing eyes at the man, turning his body slightly so that he stood across the lady's way protectingly, as if to keep the man from her.
Margaret smiled at the dog and laid her hand on his head, as if to signify her acceptance of the friendship he had offered her, and he waved his plume45 once more and attended her from the room, neither of them giving further attention to the man.
"Confound that dog!" said Rev18. Frederick West, in a most unpreacher-like tone, as he walked to the window and looked out. Then to himself he mused46: "A pretty girl. A very pretty girl. I really think it'll be worth my while to stay a month at least."
Up in her room the "very pretty girl" was unpacking47 her suit-case and struggling with the tears. Not since she was a wee little girl and went to school all alone for the first time had she felt so very forlorn, and it was the little bare bedroom that had done it. At least that had been the final straw that had made too great the burden of keeping down those threatening tears.
It was only a bare, plain room with unfinished walls, rough woodwork, a cheap wooden bed, a bureau with a warped48 looking-glass, and on the floor was a braided rug of rags. A little wooden rocker, another small, straight wooden chair, a hanging wall-pocket decorated with purple roses, a hanging bookshelf composed of three thin boards strung together with maroon49 picture cord, a violently colored picture-card of "Moses in the Bulrushes" framed in straws and red worsted, and bright-blue paper shades at the windows. That was the room!
How different from her room at home, simply and sweetly finished anew for her home-coming from college! It rose before her homesick vision now. Soft gray walls, rose-colored ceiling, blended by a wreath of exquisite50 wild roses, whose pattern was repeated in the border of the simple curtains and chair cushions, white-enamel furniture, pretty brass51 bed soft as down in its luxurious52 mattress53, spotless and inviting54 always. She glanced at the humpy bed with its fringed gray spread and lumpy-looking pillows in dismay. She had not thought of little discomforts55 like that, yet how they loomed56 upon her weary vision now!
The tiny wooden stand with its thick, white crockery seemed ill substitute for the dainty white bath-room at home. She had known she would not have her home luxuries, of course, but she had not realized until set down amid these barren surroundings what a difference they would make.
Going to the window and looking out, she saw for the first tune57 the one luxury the little room possessed—a view! And such a view! Wide and wonderful and far it stretched, in colors unmatched by painter's brush, a purple mountain topped by rosy58 clouds in the distance. For the second time in Arizona her soul was lifted suddenly out of itself and its dismay by a vision of the things that God has made and the largeness of it all.
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