"Thee does?" he said, in strong surprise.
"Yes, and I ought to have gone away long ago, I fear. How could I see
her as she appeared this morning, and not almost worship her?"
The old gentleman gave a long, low whistle. "I guess mother meant me
when she said men were blind."
I was silent, not daring, of course, to say that I hoped she meant me,
but what I had heard and seen that morning had done much to confirm my
hope.
"Well," said the old gentleman, "I can scarcely blame thee, since she
is what she is, and I can't help saying, too, that I think thee would
make her happier than that man can, with all his money. I don't think
he appreciates her. She will be only a part of his great possessions."
"Well, Mr. Yocomb, I've but these requests to make. Keep this to
yourself, and don't interpose any obstacles to my going next Monday.
Don't worry about me. I'll keep up; and a man who will have to work as
I must won't have time to mope. I won't play the weak fool, for I'd
rather have your respect and Mrs. Yocomb's than all Mr. Hearn's
millions; and Miss Warren's respect is absolutely essential to me."
"Then thee thinks that mother and--and Emily know?"
"Who can hide anything from such women! They look through us as if we
were glass."
"Mother's sermon meant more for thee than I thought."
"Yes, I felt as if it were preached for me. I hope I may be the better
for it some day; but I've too big a fight on my hands now to do much
else. You will now understand why I wish to get away so soon, and why I
can't come back till I've gained a strength that is not bodily. I
wouldn't like you to misunderstand me, after your marvellous kindness,
and so I'm frank. Besides, you're the kind of man that would thaw an
icicle. Your nature is large and gentle, and I don't mind letting you
know."
"Richard, we're getting very frank, and I'm going to be more so. I
don't like the way Mr. Hearn sits and looks at Adah."
"Oh, you needn't worry about him. Mr. Hearn is respectability itself;
but he's wonderfully fond of good things and pretty things. His great
house on Fifth Avenue is full of them, and he looks at Miss Adah as he
would at a fine oil painting."
"Thee speaks charitably of him under the circumstances."
"I ought to try to do him justice, since I hate him so cordially."
"Well," said the old gentleman, laughing, "that's a new way of putting
it. Thee's honest, Richard."
"If I wasn't I'd have no business in your society."
"I'm worried about Emily," broke out my companion. "She was a little
thin and worn from her long season of work when she came to us lately;
but the first week she picked up daily. While thee was so sick she
seemed more worried than any one, and I had much ado to get her to eat
enough to keep a bird alive; but it's been worse for the last two
weeks. She has seemed much brighter lately for some reason, but the
flesh just seems to drop off of her. She takes a wonderful hold of my
feelings, and I can't help troubling about her."
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