Man-woman relationships -- Fiction; Marriage -- Fiction
After Ocky's arrest a period of flatness followed. The uncertainty which
had kept the household nervous and hoping for the best no longer buoyed
them up. Until they heard that Waffles had been sentenced, they could
make no plans for Jehane's future. Barrington placed money at his
disposal for his defence and went to see him once. He never disclosed
what happened; but his face was ashen when he returned. All that
evening, when anyone spoke to him, he seemed to have to wake before he
could answer. Next morning he told Jehane, “Ocky wants to see you.” She
shook her head. “He's dragged me low enough. I never intend to see him
again.”
“If that's the way you feel, you couldn't help him; it's better that you
shouldn't visit him.”
She looked into the shrewd gray eyes fiercely. She wanted to find anger
there--she could resent anger; she found only quiet judgment. “You don't
mean that you actually expected me to go to him?”
“I expected nothing, but he's in trouble. You've given him
children--he's your husband. In all your years together there must have
been some hours that are sweet to remember. I did rather hope that, now
that he's in trouble, you might have remembered them.”
“Well, I don't. I'm ashamed that I ever had them.”
“All right. It's strange; but I think I understand. He still loves you,
Jehane, and you could have helped the chap.”
“Love! What's the value of his love?”
“I think its value once was whatever you cared to make it.”
Later in the day he said to her, “And you wouldn't let Glory see him, I
suppose? He mentioned her.”
“No, I wouldn't. He's not her father. Captain Spashett was a gentleman.”
The children were never told what occurred at the trial; all they knew
was that the man who had laughed and played with them, who had loved the
sunshine so carelessly, was to be locked up for a time so long that it
seemed like the “ever and forever” of the Bible. It was like burying
someone who was not dead--they seemed to hear him tapping. And they must
not go to him; they must pretend they had not heard. He was a thing to
be shunned and forgotten.
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