Adah was pleased as she saw how I was caring for her gift; but I
puzzled and disheartened her by my preoccupation and taciturnity. She
took the children off on a long ramble in the afternoon, and heaped
coals of fire on my head by bringing me an exquisite collection of
ferns.
The next morning I went down to breakfast resolving to take my place in
the family, and make no more trouble during the brief remainder of my
stay, for I proposed to go back to the city as soon as I had shown
enough manhood to satisfy my pride, and had made Miss Warren believe
that she could dismiss her solicitude on my account, and thus enjoy the
happiness which apparently I had clouded. As I saw her pale face again
I condemned my weakness unsparingly, and with the whole force of my
will endeavored to act and appear as both she and Mr. Hearn would
naturally wish.
"Richard," said Reuben, after breakfast, "I've borrowed a low phaeton,
and I'm going to take thee out with Dapple. He'll put life in thee,
never fear. He'd cure me if I were half dead."
He was right; the swift motion through the pure air braced me greatly.
When we returned, the banker sat on the piazza. Adah was near, with
some light sewing, and the connoisseur was leisurely admiring her. Well
he might, for in her neat morning gown she again seemed the embodiment
of a June day. She rose to meet me, with a faint accession to her
delicate color, and said:
"The ride has done thee good; thee looks better than thee has any day
yet."
"Reuben's right," I said, laughing; "Dapple would bring a fossil to
life," and the young fellow drove chuckling down toward the barn,
making Dapple rear and prance in order to show off a little before Mr.
Hearn.
I sat down a few moments to rest. Miss Warren must have heard our
voices; but she went on with an intricate piece of music in which she
was displaying no mean skill. I did not think Mr. Hearn was as much
interested in it as I was. His little girl came out of the house and
climbed into Adah's lap. She evidently liked being petted, and was not
a little spoiled by it The banker continued to admire the picture they
made with undisguised enjoyment, and I admitted that the most critical
could have found no fault with the group.
After exerting myself to seem exceedingly cheerful, and laughing
heartily at a well-worn jest of Mr. Hearn's, I went to my room and
rested till dinner, and I slept away the afternoon as on the previous
day.
My plan was now to get sufficiently strong to take my departure by the
following Monday, and I was glad indeed that the tonic of out-of-door
air promised an escape from a position in which I must continually seem
to be what I was not--a cheerful man in the flood tide of
convalescence. Were it not that my kind friends at the farmhouse would
have been grievously hurt, I would have left at once.
As I returned from my ride the next day, Mr. Hearn greeted me with a
newspaper in his hand.
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