Black Hills (S.D. and Wyo.) -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction; Frontier and pioneer life -- United States -- Fiction
Not that Graham ever preached. Preaching would have presented
something tangible against which to revolt, something orthodox to be
cried down. In fact, reformation of Molly Lafond's manners of mind or
body was the farthest from Graham's thought. He merely represented to
her a state of being to which she must rise. The rise was slight, but
it was real. It meant the difference between thinking in the abstract
or in the concrete. It meant that she was compelled to feel that to
men like him, or to women like her, this animal existence, with its
finer pleasures of riding, climbing, flirting and sitting on bars,
while well enough in its way, was after all but a small and incidental
part of life. If the girl had been requested to formulate it, she
would not have been able to do so. She apprehended it more in its
result; which was to make her just a little ashamed of her everyday
manner of existence, without, however, furnishing her with a strong
enough motive to rise permanently above it. This, in turn, translated
itself into a certain impotent mental discomfort.
As long as Jack Graham preserved the personally indifferent standpoint,
the mere fact that he caused her momentary disquiet did not antagonize
Molly Lafond against him. Rather it added a certain piquancy to their
interviews. He threw out his observations on men and manners lazily,
with the true philosopher's delight in rolling a good thing under his
tongue. None of them possessed an easily fitted personal application.
And his utter indifference as to whether she talked or listened, went
or tarried, always secretly pleased her. She liked his way of looking
at her through half-closed lids, in the manner of one examining a
strange variety of tree or fern; the utter lack of enthusiasm in the
fashion of his greetings when she came, or his farewell when she
departed; his quite impersonal manner of pointing truths which might
only too easily have been given a personal application. And this was
the very reason of it, although again she might not have been able to
formulate the idea; that although his methods of thought, his mental
stand-points, his ways of life constantly accused hers of inertia,
carelessness and moral turpiture, nevertheless his personally
indifferent attitude toward her relieved them of too direct an
application. She enjoyed the advantages of a mental cold shower, with
the added satisfaction that no one saw her bedraggled locks.
But when in time the young man went the way of the rest of the camp and
began to show a more intimate interest in her, the conditions were
quite altered. We may rejoice in anathema against the sins of
humanity, in which we may acknowledge a share; we always resent being
personally blamed.
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