Natalie nodded. "I was asleep," she said, "but Dan shocked me wide
awake. Can you imagine it? I didn't know my own feelings until he went
for--that brute. Then I knew all at once that I had loved him all the
time. Isn't it funny? It came over me--so suddenly! I--I can't realize
that he's mine." She turned her eyes upon him with an expression that
made his chest swell proudly.
"Gee!" he exclaimed. "If I'd known how she felt I'd have pitched into
the first fellow I met. A man's an awful fool till he gets married."
There followed a recital of the day's incidents, zestful, full of happy
digressions, endless; for the couple, after the manner of lovers, took
it for granted that Eliza was caught up into the seventh heaven along
with them. Dan was drunk with delight, and his bride seemed dizzied by
the change which had overtaken her. She looked upon it as miraculous,
almost unbelievable, and under the spell of her happiness her real self
asserted itself. Those cares and humiliations which had reacted to make
her cold and self-contained disappeared, giving place to an impetuous
girlishness that distracted her newly made husband and delighted Eliza.
The last lingering doubts that Dan's sister had cherished were cleared
away.
It was not until the bride had been banished to prepare for dinner that
Eliza thought to ask her brother:
"Have you told Mr. O'Neil?"
The triumph faded suddenly out of his face.
"Gee, no! I haven't told anybody."
They stared at each other, reading the thoughts they had no need to
voice. "Well, I've done it! It's too late now," said Dan, defiantly.
"Maybe he'll fire us again. I would if I were he. You must tell him
this very minute."
"I--suppose so," he agreed, reluctantly, and picked up his hat. "And
yet--I--I wonder if I'd better, after all. Don't you think it would
sound nicer coming from some one else?"
"Why?"
"Wouldn't it seem like crowing for me to--to--For instance, now, if
you--"
"Coward!" exclaimed the girl.
He nodded. "But, Sis, you DO have a nicer way of putting things than I
have."
"Why, I wouldn't tell him for worlds. I couldn't. Poor man! We've
brought him nothing but sorrow and bad luck."
"It's fierce!"
"Well, don't hesitate. That's what Gordon did, and he got licked."
Dan scowled and set his features in a brave show of moral courage.
"She's mine, and he can't take her away," he vowed, "so-- I don't care
what happens. But I'd just as soon slap a baby in the face." He left
the house like a man under sentence.
When he returned, a half-hour later, Eliza was awaiting him on the
porch. She had been standing there with chattering teeth and limbs
shaking from the cold while the minutes dragged.
"What did he say?" she asked, breathlessly.
"It went off finely. Thank Heaven, he was out at the front, so I could
break it to him over the 'phone!"
"Did he--curse you?"
"No; I opened right up by saying I had bad news for him--"
"Oh, Dan!"
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