"Well I know that. 'Brave!' 'Tis too mild a a word for you. You've
come through your life in a way that would maze the people with wonder
if they only knew it. So secret, so patient, so clever. Never was
heard or known the like. A wonderful wife--a wife in ten thousand."
The sun began to sink where Cornwall, like a purple cloud, rose far off
against the sky; yet still the undulations of the land, mingling with
glory, melted into each other under the sunset, and still North Wood
shone above the shadows. But a deep darkness began to stretch upwards
into it, where the Dewerstone's immense shade was projected across the
valley. At length only the corner of the forest flashed a final fire;
then that, too, vanished, and the benighted trees sighed and shivered
and massed themselves into amorphous dimness under the twilight.
The man and woman stopped together a while longer, and after that their
converse ended. They caressed and prepared to go back by different
ways into the world.
"Come good or evil, fair weather or foul, may we have a few happy
returns yet of this day; and may I live to find you the
lily-of-the-valley again once or twice before the end," he said.
For answer she kissed him again, but could not trust herself to speak.
CHAPTER VII
Life is a compromise and a concession. According to the measure of our
diplomacy, so much shall we win from our fellows; according to our
physical endowment, so much will Nature grant. All men are envoys to
the court of the world, and it depends upon the power behind them
whether they are heard and heeded, or slighted and ignored. To change
the figure, each among us sets up his little shop in the social mart
and tries to tempt the buyer; but few are they who expose even
necessary wares, and fewer still the contemporary purchasers who know a
treasure when they see it.
An accident now lifted the curtain from Humphrey Baskerville's nature,
threw him for a day into the companionship of his kind, and revealed to
passing eyes a gleam of the things hidden within him. No conscious
effort on his part contributed to this illumination, for he was
incapable of making such. His curse lay in this: that he desired to
sell, yet lacked wit to win the ear of humanity, or waken interest in
any buyer's bosom. Yet now the goods he offered with such ill grace
challenged attention. Accident focussed him in a crowd; and first the
people were constrained to admit his presence of mind at a crisis, and
then they could not choose but grant the man a heart.
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