Love stories; Political corruption -- West (U.S.) -- Fiction; Railroads -- Fiction
"You have never yet asked anything of him that he wasn't glad enough to
give," he rejoined, keeping up the third person figurative.
"Is that saying very much--or very little?"
"Very little, indeed. But it is only your askings that have been
lacking--not his good will."
"That was said like the David Kent I used to know. Are you really quite
the same?"
"I hope not," he protested gravely. "People used to say of me that I
matured late, and year by year as I look back I can see that it was a true
saying. I have done some desperately boyish things since I was a man
grown; things that make me tingle when I recall them."
"Like wasting a whole summer exploring Mount Croydon with a--a somebody
who did not mature late?"
"No; I wasn't counting that among my lapses. An older man than I ever hope
to be might find excuses for the Croydon summer. I meant in other ways.
For one thing, I have craved success as I think few men have ever craved
it; and yet my plowings in that field have been ill-timed and boyish to a
degree."
She shook her head.
"I don't know how you measure success; it is a word of so many, many
meanings. But I think you are your own severest critic."
"That may be; but the fact remains. It is only within the past few months
that I have begun to get a true inkling of things; to know, for example,
that opportunities are things to be compelled--not waited for."
She was looking away from him again.
"I am not sure that I like you better for your having discovered yourself.
I liked the other David Kent."
He smiled rather joylessly.
"Somebody has said that for every new point of view gained we have to
sacrifice all the treasures of the old. I am sorry if I am disappointing
you."
"I don't know that you are. And yet, when you were sitting at Miss Van
Brock's table the other evening telling us about your experience with the
politicians, I kept saying to myself that I didn't know you--that I had
never known you."
"I wish I knew just how to take that," he said dubiously.
"I wish I knew how to make you understand," she returned; and then: "I
could have made the other David Kent understand."
"You are in duty bound to try to make this one understand, don't you
think? You spoke of a danger which was not the violent kind, such as
Loring fears. What is it?"
"You have had two whole days," she rejoined. "Haven't you discovered it?"
"I haven't found anything to fear but failure," was his reply.
"That is it; you have given it a name--its only true name--failure."
"But I am not going to fail."
"You mean you are going to take our railroad away from these men who have
stolen it?"
"That is what I mean."
"And you will do it by threatening to expose them?"
"I shall tell Governor Bucks what I know about the oil field deal,
assuring him that I shall publish the facts if he doesn't let the law take
its course in ousting Judge MacFarlane and the receiver."
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