Jimmy gulped, and began dimly to call to mind all the romances of which
he had heard or which he had read. Almost he wished that something
wonderful might happen--some danger that should threaten her; it seemed
then that he would have known perfectly what to do. Strong boy though he
was, he was almost on the verge of tears at his own helplessness--at the
thought that she must go away, and leave him as she had found him but a
few days since. For this was not love in the ordinary sense; this was
but that fine chivalry that lies deep in the hearts of all of us, and
can be wakened at a whisper or at the touch of a hand; only in some of
us it grows and springs to full life earlier than in others. Jimmy did
not understand what the very word woman meant; only he stretched out
warm impulsive young hands into the future, and craved to do that which
the best of men had done before him and had laid down their lives for.
The woman did not matter; the fact that she was a woman sufficed.
Even when she began to reveal a little of her purpose he did not
understand; he was glad only to help her. Still keeping that hand upon
his shoulder as they walked towards the village, she began delicately to
ask him about the lives they led--he and the others and Old Paul--and
how they spent their days. And by the guileless Jimmy was let suddenly
into the secret heart of it all.
The betrayal was disgraceful; but, then, Honora knew the ways of youth,
and she meant to gain her point. She fished delicately, with slow, easy
questions for bait, until Jimmy had led her--in words, at least--into
the very heart of that paradise which Old Paul had made for himself and
the children, in certain deep woods unexplored by others. Honora had a
vision of the man hidden away there, surrounded by the children, and
reading and talking to them on sunny afternoons. There, apparently, he
was to be taken off his guard; there discovered in his most intimate
moments, and taken unawares. Honora laid her plans, and determined
heartlessly enough to use the boy to further them. Jimmy was to meet her
on the morrow; the infatuated boy was actually to bring this loud-voiced
hearty woman into the holy of holies, and to spring her suddenly upon
his friends.
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