But the woman stood her ground, with grim determination, great red waves
of restrained anger marking her face and forehead, as if he had struck
her with his words. She looked up at him. She had planned it all for
so many hours, and now she was calm in this terrible crisis. It would
not do to make a public disturbance. Neither for his sake nor for her
own, did she wish to have people see or hear, if it could be avoided, so
she had schooled herself to be self-controlled.
"Harrington," she said, speaking low and rapidly, "I’m your wife, and
you know it. I’ve come to keep you from an awful sin, and I will do it.
You can’t forgit me an’ the children, and marry a rich girl. It would
be wicked. But I’ve fixed it so you can’t do it, any way. If you’ll
come off quiet with me now, I won’t say a word to disgrace you here
where I s’pose folks knows you; but if you try to git away from me, I’ll
tell the whole world who I be, an’ prove it too!"
Now, if the young man had known that there were those watching who knew
his story he would have been more careful, but his casual glance about
the platform had given him no hint of any but the villagers, few of whom
he knew even slightly. Yet his wife’s face and voice were such that he
thought it the part of wisdom to temporize; so he dropped his angry
manner and spoke in a low tone. But it happened that the two witnesses
under the apple-tree had also, by common consent, moved toward him. With
William McCord in their rear, they came and stood quite close to
Harrington, and though he did not see them, every word that he spoke was
audible.
"Look here, Alberta, what in the name of common sense are you doing up
here? Isn’t it hard enough for me to have to work and scrape and do all
in my power to get my business going again, so that I can come home to
you and the children and keep you in the way you ought to be kept,
without having you come traipsing around here in such clothes as that?
Don’t you know you’d ruin my business if anybody thought you belonged to
me? Everybody thinks I’m a successful business man, and they must think
so or I’m lost and shall never come back to you. Here, take this money.
A man just paid me a bill that he has been owing me for two years, and I
needed the money to help me in a new deal, but as you are here you’ll
have to have it to get home with. Now, run along back, and take good
care of the children till I come home a rich man. Then we’ll live like
folks. And what is all this nonsense you are talking about my marrying
a rich girl? How ever could you get such an idea? Why, I couldn’t
marry anybody as long as you are my wife. You must have heard some
foolish gossip. Take it quick and run along, or people will be looking
and talking, and I shall be ruined."
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