But drive as he would, transact business as he would, at high pressure
with Carlson and Wing Fo Wong, continually, in the middle ground of his
consciousness, persisted the thought that Paula had gone out of her way
and done the most unusual in driving Graham the long eight miles from
Eldorado to the ranch.
"Phew!" he started to mutter a thought aloud, then suspended utterance
and thought as he jumped the racer from forty-five to seventy miles an
hour, swept past to the left of a horse and buggy going in the same
direction, and slanted back to the right side of the road with margin
to spare but seemingly under the nose of a run-about coming from the
opposite direction. He reduced his speed to fifty and took up his
thought:
"Phew! Imagine little Paul's thoughts if I dared that drive with some
charming girl!"
He laughed at the fancy as he pictured it, for, most early in their
marriage, he had gauged Paula's capacity for quiet jealousy. Never had
she made a scene, or dropped a direct remark, or raised a question; but
from the first, quietly but unmistakably, she had conveyed the
impression of hurt that was hers if he at all unduly attended upon any
woman.
He grinned with remembrance of Mrs. Dehameny, the pretty little
brunette widow--Paula's friend, not his--who had visited in the long
ago in the Big House. Paula had announced that she was not riding that
afternoon and, at lunch, had heard him and Mrs. Dehameny arrange to
ride into the redwood canyons beyond the grove of the philosophers. And
who but Paula, not long after their start, should overtake them and
make the party three! He had smiled to himself at the time, and felt
immensely tickled with Paula, for neither Mrs. Dehameny nor the ride
with her had meant anything to him.
So it was, from the beginning, that he had restricted his attentions to
other women. Ever since he had been far more circumspect than Paula. He
had even encouraged her, given her a free hand always, had been proud
that his wife did attract fine fellows, had been glad that she was glad
to be amused or entertained by them. And with reason, he mused. He had
been so safe, so sure of her--more so, he acknowledged, than had she
any right to be of him. And the dozen years had vindicated his
attitude, so that he was as sure of her as he was of the diurnal
rotation of the earth. And now, was the form his fancy took, the
rotation of the earth was a shaky proposition and old Oom Paul's flat
world might be worth considering.
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