The Mystery of the LocksHowe, E. W. (Edgar Watson)
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The Mystery of the Locks
Howe, E. W. (Edgar Watson)
City and town life -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Mystery fiction; Nebraska -- Fiction
"And why not?" he said cheerfully. "I may be able to rescue some
unfortunate over there, and there is nothing dangerous in the journey. I
shall return before the night comes on,--no fear of that; but before I
go I want to tell you again how much my marriage with you has done for
me. I want you to keep it in your mind while I am away, that you may
understand why I am glad to return. Until I came here and met you, I was
as discontented as a man could possibly be, and I am very grateful to
you. A life of toil and misery was my lot until you came to my rescue,
and I thank you for your kindness to me. It occurred to me while I was
out of the room just now, that the shadow under the trees is very much
like the shadow I intended to penetrate when you came to me that dark
night and blessed me. Once you came into the room where I was lying
down, after returning from the country, though I was not asleep as you
supposed. The gentle manner in which you touched my forehead with your
lips; that was love--I have thought about it a thousand times since, and
been thankful. The human body I despise, because of my familiarity with
it; but such a love as yours is divine. I only regret that it is not
more general. Love is the only thing in life worth having; if a man who
lacks it is not discontented, he is like an idiot who is always
laughing, not realizing his condition. Some people I have known
suggested depravity by their general appearance; you think of your own
faults from looking at them, and feel ashamed; but it makes me ambitious
to look at you, and every day since I have known you I have been a
better man than I was the day before."
He had finished his repast by this time, and they walked out to the
front door together, arm in arm, like lovers.
"I have heard it said," he continued, as he tied up his rubber boots and
made final preparations for starting, "that if a wife is too good to her
husband, he will finally come to dislike her. _You_ are too good to me,
I suppose, but it never occurs to me to dislike you for it; on the
contrary, it causes me to resolve to be worthy of your thoughtfulness.
It will do me good to go into the shadow for a day; I will appreciate
the sunshine all the more when I return. But if I should not return--if
an accident should happen to me, which is always possible anywhere--my
last thought would be thankfulness for the happiness of the past three
months."
"But you do not anticipate danger?" she said, grasping his arm, as if to
lead him back into the house.
"There is no danger," he replied. "Even if my boat should fail me, I
could swim back to you from the farthest point, for I love you so much.
You have never seen my reserve strength in action; if a possibility of
being separated from you should present itself, I imagine I should
greatly surprise my enemies. Never fear; I shall come back in good time.
I believe that should I get killed, my body would float against the
current and hug the bank at the point nearest The Locks."
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