His daughter sat gazing straight at him, under her heavy brows, but
made no comment. Grace had not improved with years. Her face was
heavy, pasty, her expression morose. The corners of her mouth turned
down, and deep vertical frown-wrinkles sat between her dark eyebrows.
"But I do not wish that name mentioned again," said John Rawn raising a
hand. "I dismissed that thought of asking her aid as something
unworthy of me. Let Friday come. I shall seek no aid outside of those
from whom it may fitly be expected." Ah, hero!
IV
"Now, Grace," he continued later, turning toward her, "I know very well
you're a good housekeeper."
"She is that!" Halsey nodded. Continually he forced himself into such
approval of his wife as he could compass. Continually he refused
comparisons.
"Precisely, and skilled in all the dishes which the late Mrs. Rawn had
as specialties. You do not know how things are running here, Grace. I
can't get anything done on time, I'm at untold expense all the time,
and am deprived of what I really want. Grace, I need a housekeeper!"
"Surely, Pa. Why don't you hire one?"
"How much better off would I be in that case? None in the least. No,
I want you. You'll have to come over here to live!"
The young couple sat gazing at him for a time before making reply.
"That's impossible, Pa," said Grace. "I have a home of my own, and
it's more than twenty miles from here."
John Rawn raised a hand. "I have thought all that out. You reason
now, as so many do, when any distinct change of life is proposed to
them. You let the little things outweigh the larger ones. It was a
fault your mother had. Now the large matter, the really important
thing, is this--that I can not be allowed to live on here in this way
with all these annoyances. Too much depends upon me, in business, for
me to have the quiet and peace of my life interfered with. I've got to
have a clear head--especially on Saturday. Now, then, if you can step
in here, my daughter, and establish in some measure the sort of life I
have always been used to, evidently that is your duty, and you ought
not to balance against it the small inconveniences which that course
would cause you and your husband. I'm quite sure you can teach that
chef--"
"But, Mr. Rawn, I've got to be at the factory almost day and night!"
broke in Halsey.
"Precisely. I do not mean for you to make your home here, only Grace.
You'll have to stay on where you are. Of course, you can come here at
times to report, at least once or twice a week--say Friday night. Very
much depends on you, Charles. You know how much I value you, how much
I rely on your services. Really, it all depends on you, our success as
a company. We've been very patient, although I must say--"
V
Halsey muttered something under his breath and turned away. His
attitude angered Rawn to the point of forgetting himself.
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