And perhaps he would permit himself a foretaste from the cup of that
intoxicating happiness, in a quick caressing glance at her as she sat
in the sand nursing her arm; and at times she caught those stolen
glances, for her eyes found great satisfaction in his tireless energy
and visible enjoyment in his work.
And she knew as well as if he had told her in words,--nay better, for,
without a word, the heart speaks louder than all the words in the world
when it shines through honest eyes,--she knew all that possessed him
concerning her, and she was not discomforted thereby.
She trusted him completely. She had never felt towards any man as she
did to this man. Whatever he willed for her would be right. Her whole
heart and soul rejoiced that he should find such hope and joy in her.
She was wholly his for the asking, but she knew he would not ask it all
until he was satisfied in his own mind that he was right in asking and
she in giving.
She felt like a wounded bird, sitting below there, while her mate built
their nest up above. But not, she said to herself, like their island
birds, for they were harsh and cruel, with cold hard eyes, and
ever-craving hunger in place of hearts.
That wonderful house, when at last it was finished, would have given no
satisfaction to the soul of any ordinary builder, but to these two it
was a monument of hard work and difficulties overcome.
It contained one room twelve feet square in front, with two smaller
rooms opening out of it at the back. The roof sloped slightly from
ridge-pole to side-walls and was made in four layers--boards side by
side below, then thick sheets of crimson velvet, an outer shield of
overlapping planks, and a thick coat of sand and growing wire-grass
over all. He was hopeful that it would withstand the heaviest gales
and rains the winter might bring. The walls were of stout boards
backed up against the sandhills, with new sandhills thrown up in the
intervening spaces, and inside they were draped with more crimson
velvet, of which they had a large supply. The floor was of planks.
The door had been a troublesome problem, and, lacking hinges, had to be
lifted bodily in and out of its place. The bay-window alongside it was
the cabin skylight from the 'Martha' and this, and the square
smoke-shaft of four stout boards above the sand hearth, they regarded
as crowning achievements.
Emboldened by success, and finding enjoyment in the development of a
craft of which he had never suspected himself until now,--experiencing
too, to the very fullest, the primal blessing of work, he evolved an
arm-chair for The Girl, out of a barrel that had once held salt pork,
and when its asperities were softened and hidden under voluminous folds
of red velvet she assured him it was the most comfortable chair she had
ever sat in.
And, for his part, he knew that no girl ever sat in any chair that ever
was made who could compare with her.
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