“You mean the navvies?” broke he in. “You 're right, I was a navvy once;
I turned the first spadeful of earth on the Coppleston Junction, and,
seeing what a good thing might be made of it, I suggested task-work to
my comrades, and we netted from four-and-six to five shillings a day
each. In eight months after, I was made an inspector; so that you see
strong sinews can be good allies to a strong head and a stout will.”
I do not believe that the most angry rebuke, the most sarcastic
rejoinder, could have covered me with a tenth part of the shame and
confusion that did these few words. I'd have given worlds, if I had
them, to make a due reparation for my rudeness, but I knew not how to
accomplish it I looked into his face to read if I might hit upon some
trait by which his nature could be approached; but I might as well have
gazed at a line of railroad to guess the sort of town that it led to.
The stern, rugged, bold countenance seemed to imply little else than
daring and determination, and I could not but wonder how I had ever
dared to take a liberty with one of his stamp.
“Well,” said I, at last, and wishing to lead him back to his story, “and
after being made inspector--”
“You can speak German well,” said he, totally inattentive to my
question; “just ask one of these people when there will be any
conveyance from this to Ragatz.”
“Ragatz, of all places!” exclaimed I.
“Yes; they tell me it's good for the rheumatics, and I have got some
old shoulder pains I 'd like to shake off before winter. And then this
sprain, too; I foresee I shall not be able to walk much for some days to
come.”
“Ragatz is on my road; I am about to cross the Splugen into Italy; I'll
bear you company so far, if you have no objection.”
“Well, it may not seem civil to say it, but I have an objection,” said
he, rising from the table. “When I've got weighty things on my mind, I
've a bad habit of talking of them to myself aloud. I can't help it, and
so I keep strictly alone till my plans are all fixed and settled; after
that, there's no danger of my revealing them to any one. There now, you
have my reason, and you 'll not dispute that it's a good one.”
“You may not be too distrustful of yourself,” said I, laughing,
“but, assuredly, you are far too flattering in your estimate of _my_
acuteness.”
“I'll not risk it,” said he, bluntly, as he sought for his hat.
“Wait a moment,” said I. “You told me at Constance that you were in
want of money; at the time I was not exactly in funds myself. Yesterday,
however, I received a remittance; and if ten or twenty pounds be of any
service, they are heartily at your disposal.”
He looked at me fixedly, almost sternly, for a minute or two, and then
said,--
“Is this true, or is it that you have changed your mind about me?”
“True,” said I,--“strictly true.”
“Will this loan--I mean it to be a loan--inconvenience you much?”
“No, no; I make you the offer freely.”
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