Young Corbin had not considered the Home Beautiful, nor Municipal
Government, nor How the Other Half Lives as topics that were worth his
while; but when Miss Warriner showed her interest in them, her doing so
made them worth his while, and he fell upon them greedily. He even went
much further than she had gone, and was not content merely to theorize
and to discuss social questions from the safe distance of the deck of
a dahabiyeh on the Nile, but proposed to at once put her theories into
practice. To this end he offered her a house in the slums of Boston,
rent free, where she could start her College Settlement. He made
out lists of the men he thought would like to teach there, and he
volunteered to pay the expenses of the experiment until it failed or
succeeded. When her interest changed to the Tombs of the Rameses, and
the succession of the ancient dynasties, he spent hours studying his
Baedeker that he might keep in step with her; and when she abandoned
ancient for modern Egypt and became deeply charmed with the intricacies
of the dual control and of the Mixed Courts, he interviewed subalterns,
Pashas, and missionaries in a gallant effort to comprehend the social
and political difficulties of the white men who had occupied the land of
the Sphinx, who had funded her debt, irrigated her deserts, and “made a
mummy fight.”
One night, as the dahabiyeh lay moored beneath a group of palms in the
moonlight, Miss Warriner gave him praise for offering her the house
in the slums for her experiment. He assured her that he was entirely
selfish--that he did so because he believed her settlement would be a
benefit to the neighborhood, in which he owned some property. When
she then accused him of giving sordid reasons for what was his genuine
philanthropy he told her flatly that he neither cared for the higher
education of the slums nor the increased value of his rents, but for
her, and to please her, and that he loved her and would love her always.
In answer to this, Miss Warriner told him gently but firmly that she
could not love him, but that she liked him and admired him, even though
she was disappointed to find that his sudden interest in matters more
serious than polo had been assumed to please her. She added that she
would always be his friend. This, she thought, ended the matter; it was
unfortunate that they should be shipbound on the Nile; but she trusted
to his tact and good sense to save them both from embarrassment. She
was not prepared, however, to see him come on deck very late the next
morning, after, apparently, a long sleep, as keen, as cheerful, and
as smiling as he had been before the blow had fallen. It piqued her a
little, and partly because of that, and partly because she really was
relieved to find him in such a humor, she congratulated him on his most
evident happiness.
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