Plain Mary Smith: A Romance of Red SaundersPhillips, Henry Wallace
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Plain Mary Smith: A Romance of Red Saunders
Phillips, Henry Wallace
Fiction; Humorous stories
"He has strength to do anything--there is the pity of it. There never
lived a man who so had his life in his own hand as Arthur Saxton. Would
you have me marry him to reform him? Have I no right to feel proud, on
my side?"
"No, to the first," says I, "and yes, to the second. He has waked up at
last, I feel sure--if only you could believe in him a little more."
"Oh, Will!" she said, "that is what I fear the most. I don't care if he
demands much, for so do I, but to be dependent that way--I cannot trust
him, till he trusts himself."
"Yes, Mary," I agreed; "but at the same time, he's lots more of a man
than the average, handicap him with all his faults!"
She answered me with a curious smile. "Mine is an unhappy nature in one
way," she said; "half a loaf is worse than no bread to me. I'd rather
never know of Paradise than see and lose it." She threw her hands out
suddenly, in a gesture that was little short of agony.
"Oh, I wish sometimes I had no moral sense at all--that I could just
live and be happy--and I _can't_ be very good if I wish that--that's a
comfort." She turned to me. "Now, Will, I have opened my heart to you as
I could not have done to my own mother; will you believe me if I say I
cannot talk about this any more?"
"Sure, sweetheart," I said, and kissed her. She let her head stay on my
shoulder.
"You are a great comfort, brother Will," she said. The tone made
something sting in my eyes. Poor little woman, fighting it out all
alone, so unhappy under the smiles, so born to be happy!
I couldn't speak to save me. She looked up at my face. "You are a brave
and noble gentleman, brother mine," she said. I think that would have
finished me up--I am such a darned woman at times, but she changed quick
as lightning.
"Let's play with the children," she said. "We've had enough of this."
I was glad to scamper around. One thing was certain. I'd hurt Sax none,
and proved the value of my plan. Another thing I wanted to know I
learned on leaving.
"Mary," I said, as if it was an understood thing between us, "why did
Mr. Belknap speak against Saxton?"
She fell into the trap, unthinking. "Because he wished to warn me, of
course. And in spite of all you say, Will--forgive me--he is a man of
such insight, I cannot believe him altogether wrong."
"It would be bad if Belknap didn't turn out the man you think him,
wouldn't it?" I asked, innocently.
"It would," she said. And with that I came away.
XIV
BROTHER BELKNAP'S REVOLUTION
The next thing needed in my calculations was time. My three-day vacation
ended Monday; I had to have an extension or a sure thing on another,
shortly. I was ready to throw up my job, but I felt it wouldn't come to
that, likely, so I pulled for home and Jim.
At the store Pedro told me Jim had been there yesterday afternoon, but
left at once in no pleasant frame of mind. Pedro didn't know where he
had gone. Took out toward the east, riding fast.
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