It was the duty of the law to
protect him, the colonel further argued; the county judge had sworn
that the law would do its best; and only when the law could not protect
him would the colonel protect himself.
And so the winter months passed until one morning a wood-thrush hidden
in green depths sent up a song of spring to Gray's ears in the hills,
and in the Blue-grass a meadow-lark wheeling in the sun-light showered
down the same song upon the heart of Jason Hawn.
Almost every Saturday Mavis would go down to stay till Monday with her
grandfather Hawn. Gray would drift down there to see her--and always,
while Mavis was helping her grandmother in the kitchen, Gray and old
Jason would sit together on the porch. Gray never tired of the old
man's shrewd humor, quaint philosophy, his hunting tales and stories of
the feud, and old Jason liked Gray and trusted him more the more he saw
of him. And Gray was a little startled when it soon became evident that
the old man took it for granted that in his intimacy with Mavis was one
meaning and only one.
"I al'ays thought Mavis would marry Jason," he said one night, "but,
Lordy Mighty, I'm nigh on to eighty an' I don't know no more about gals
than when I was eighteen. A feller stands more chance with some of 'em
stayin' away, an' agin if he stays away from some of 'em he don't stand
no chance at all. An' agin I rickollect that if I hadn't 'a' got mad
an' left grandma in thar jist at one time an' hadn't 'a' come back jist
at the right time another time, I'd 'a' lost her--shore. Looks like
you're cuttin' Jason out mighty fast now--but which kind of a gal Mavis
in thar is, I don't know no more'n if I'd never seed her."
Gray flushed and said nothing, and a little later the old man went
frankly on:
"I'm gittin' purty old now an' I hain't goin' to last much longer, I
reckon. An' I want you to know if you an' Mavis hitch up fer a
life-trot tergether I aim to divide this farm betwixt her an' Jason,
an' you an' Mavis can have the half up thar closest to the mines, so
you can be close to yo' work."
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