A Masters Degree

第8章

"Andmeantime?"hesaid,lookingupatElinor。

"Yes,meantime,it\'sJunetime,"Elinorreplied。

"Well,andwhatofSunrise?Didwe——"

"Oh,yes,wedid。Thecollegefirst。Therulingpassion,stronginthehospital。WhenaWreamgetstokingdom-come,healwaysasksSaintPeterfirstforamortarboardandgowninsteadofacrownandwings。”Norrie\'seyeswereshining。

"Andhe\'salittleparticularabouttheliningofthewings,too——Purple,forLaw;White,forLetters;Blue,forPhilosophy;Red,forDivinity。Takethisquietingpowder。

Collegepresidentsshouldbeseenandnotheard。”

Shesmilinglysilencedhim。

Underhergentleministrations,Dr。FennebencouldpicturewhatcomfortmightbeinstoreforVincentBurgessinaday,doubtlessonlytwoyearsaway。

HeresentedJoshuaWream\'sestimateofElinor。SurelyJoshuahadneverseenherintheplaceofnurse。

"Now,meantime,UncleLloyd,"Elinorwassaying,"commencementpassedoffbeautifullyunderActing-DeanBurgess,consideringhowsadandheavy-heartedeverybodywas。

ThetrusteeswanttoraiseProfessorBurgess\'ssalarynextyear——

he\'ssocompetent。

LloydFenneben\'seyeswerenotbandaged,andashelookedatElinorhewonderedatherutterlackofreserveandsentiment,whenshespokeofBurgessinsuchafrank,matter-of-factway。

Whenhewasinloveyearsago——buttimesmusthavechanged。

"Thearrangementsfornextyeararealllookedafter。

Everythingwillbedoneexactlyasyouwouldhaveitdone。

There\'snotonethingtoputaworryintothatcottonroundyourhead。”

"Good!Now,tellmeof`beforehand。\'"Hissmilewasascharmingasever。

"Inyourfeveryou\'vebeentellingusaboutaone-armedmanwhohadtwoarmstopushpeopleintotheriver,ofhiswantingyoutosavesomechild\'slife,andofyourstumblingoverthestone。

That\'sallweknowaboutthat。BondSaxonandProfessorBurgessfoundyouinthewateratthenorthbendintheWalnutclosetothathermitwoman\'shouse。Eitheryoufellin,orsomebodypushedyoudownthebank,headforemost,andyoustruckaledgeofrock。”

Elinor\'seyeswerefulloftearsnow。"Youwouldhavebeendrowned,ifthatwhite-hairedwomanhadn\'tjumpedinandheldyourheadabovewaterwhilesheclungtothebusheswithonehand。

Herdoghelped,too,likearealhero。Itstoodonthebankandheldtohershawlthatshehadfastenedroundyoutoholdyou。

Andtheriverwasrisingsofast,too。Itwasawful。

Idon\'tknowjusthowitwasallmanaged,UncleLloyd,butitwasmanagedbetweenthewomanandherdogatfirst,andProfessorBurgessandBondSaxonatlast,andyouaresafenow,andonthehighroad,theveryelevatedtracks,torecovery。

Whenyourfeverwasthehighest,thedoctorskepttellingmeaboutyoursplendidconstitutionandyourtemperatelife。

Youmustgetwellnow。”

Shebentoverhimandsoftlycaressedhishand。

"Whereisthatwomannow?DennieSaxonaskedmeoncetodosomethingforherinherloneliness。Shegotaheadofmynegligenceanddidsomethingforme,itseems。”

"SheleftLagondaLedgetheverydaytheyrushedusupheretothehospital。

Isn\'tshestrange?Andsheissogentleandsweet,butsosad。

Ineversawsuchapatheticfaceashers,UncleLloyd。”

"Whendidyouseeher?"Fennebenasked。

"Shecametoaskafteryou。Nobodythoughtyouwouldgetoverit。”

Elinor\'svoicetrembled。"Thefeverwasburningyouupandittookthreedoctorstoholdyou。IsawherfacewhenDennieSaxonsaidtheythoughtyouwouldn\'tpullthrough。

Yourownsistercouldn\'thaveturnedwhiter,UncleLloyd。”

"Andtheone-armedmanIseemedtoremember?"

"Idon\'tknow。I\'vebeentoobusytoaskmanyquestions。

LagondaLedgeisinmourningforyou。Itwillrunuptheflagabovehalf-mastwhenIwritehowmuchbetteryouare。

BondSaxonhasatheorythatsomethiefwantedtorobyouanddecoyedyouawayonpretenseofhelpingsomebodyoutoftheriver。

Youareaneasymark,Uncle。”

"WhyshouldBondSaxonhaveatheory?Andhowdidheknowwheretofindme?

Andhowdidthatgray-hairedwomanandherdoghappeninonthescenejustthen?Thisisagrimsortofdimenovelbusiness,Norrie。Thingsdon\'tfalloutthiswayinreallifeunlessthereissomereasonbackofthem。

IthinkI\'llbearinvestigating。”

"Ithinksomyself——youoryourromanticrescuingsquad。

Youmightcallthedogtothewitnessstandfirst,forhewasthefirstonthescene。Iforgotthoughthatthedogisdead。

Theyfoundhimdowntheriverwithhisthroatcut。

Theplotthickens。”Elinor\'sfrivolousspiritwasreturningwiththelesseningofcare。

"Tellmeabouttheballgame,"Fennebensaidnext。

"Oh,itrainedforhoursandhours,andtherewasn\'tanytrainserviceforLagondaLedgeforaweek,andalltheInter-CollegiateAthleticeventsfortheseasonwerecalledoffforSunrise-by-the-Walnut。”

"Andthestudents,generally?"Dr。Fennebenquestioned。

"Mr。Trenchwillbeback,"Elinorexclaimed,"andfolkshavejustfoundoutthatit\'soldTrenchwho\'skeepingthatcrippledboyinschool,theonetheycall`Limpy。\'Trenchrustlesjobsforhimanddivideshisownincomeforcollegeexpenseswiththeboyfortherestofthecost。Idon\'tknowhowthestorygotout,butIaskedhimaboutitwhenhewasupheretoseeyou。

Hejustgrinnedanddrawledlazily,`Icansavealittleonshoeleather,thatsomefellowswearouthurryingso,andI

don\'tburstupsomanyhatswithaswelledheadassomedo。

SoIkeepalittleextrachangeontheseaccounts。

We\'regoingdowntoOklahomawhenwegraduate。Limpy\'sgoingtobeaMethodistpreacherandIastockman。I\'llkeephiminrawmaterialforconvertsoutofthecowboysI\'llhavetohandle。\'

Isn\'toldTrenchyahero?HesaysDeanFunnyboneshowedhimhowtothinkaboutsomebodyelsebesideTrenchalittlebit。”

"Oh,yes;TrenchisaheroandI\'veknownaboutthatwholethingforalongwhile,"theDeanasserted。"AndVictorBurleigh?"

Ashadowinthebeautifuldarkeyes,ahalf-toneloweringofthevoice,andageneralindifferenceofmanner,asElinoranswered:

"I\'msureIdon\'tknowanythingabouthim,exceptthathe\'scomingbacknextyear。”

Dr。Fennebenreadthewholestoryinthewordsandmanneroftheanswer,andhesmiledgrimlyashethoughtofBurgessandoftheconflictofWreamagainstWreamifElinorandhisbrotherJoshuaevercametotheclashofarms。Buthewastooweaknowtodirectmatters。

Andmeantime,whileLagondaLedgewasholdingitsbreathinanxietyanddread,andallthechurcheswerejoininginunionprayerserviceforthelifeoftheirbelovedDeanFenneben,andthecollegeyearwasendinginahaltingbetweenhopeanddread——meantime,thesamequeriesofDr。FennebenastomotiveswerealsoqueriesinProfessorBurgess\'mind。

TotheschoolandthetownDr。Fenneben\'srecoverywastheonlythingaskedfor。Therewasasyetnoclewregardingthecauseoftheassault。

BondSaxonhadavoidedBurgesssincetheevent,sotheyoungmanhimselfmadeoccasiontogetBondupintoDr。Fenneben\'sstudyoneJunedayjustbeforecommencement。

"Saxon,"hesaidgravely,"youareamanofsense,andyouknowthatthere\'ssomethingwrongaboutthisFennebenassault。

You\'veputupsomesmoothstoriesaboutourhappeningtobeoutatthebendoftheriverthatnight,soIguesssuspicionwillbeturnedfromusallrightwhenLagondaLedgegetstimetothinkaboutcauses;butImustbeletintothetruthnow。”

Burgesswasadamantnow。

Foralittlewhiletheoldmanlookedawaythroughthestudywindowattheprairieempiretobefoundforthelooking。

"Doyouseethatlittletwistofbluesmokeoverwest?"

hequeriedpresently。

"Whatofit?"Burgessasked。

"Nothing,onlythemanhuddlin\'downroundthefiremakin\'thatsmokewaydownwhereit\'scoldanddark,that\'sthemanwho——say,Professor!"

OldBondlookedupappealingly,andthepitifulfacetouchedBurgess\'heart。

"Whatisit,Saxon?Befranknow,butbefair,too。Soonerorlater,thisthingmustberundown。Fennebenwilldoithimself,anyhow,assoonashe\'swellenough。”

"Professor,Ihaveaskedyoutwiceifyou\'dbegoodtoDennie——"

"Yes,yes;youalwayscomebacktothat。Anybodywouldbegoodtoher,andshe\'sacapablegirlwhodoesn\'tneedanybody\'scare,anyhow。

Now,goon。”

"Iwill"——itseemedanheroicresolve——"IaskedthisforDennie,becausemyownlifeisneversafe。”

"Soyouhavesaid。Whynot?"Burgessinsisted。

Therewasnowaytoevadethequestionnow。

"That\'smyownbusiness——justalittlelonger,"Bondansweredslowly。

"Onethingmore;IwantyourpromisenottotellwhatIsay——yetawhile。

Itcan\'thurtanyonetokeepstill,anditwillhelpsomefolks。”

"Oh,I\'llhelpyouallIcan。”Burgess\'skindlypatiencenowwasstrangelyunlikethearistocratic,resentfulmantowhomoldBondSaxonhadappealedonestormyOctobernight。

"I\'mafailure,Professor。I\'vespoiledmylifebymyinfernalweakwillandappetiteforwhisky。Iknowitaswellasyoudo。

ButI\'mnotmeantforabadman。”TherewasunspeakablepathosinSaxon\'sfaceandwords。

"Nobodywouldcallyoubad。Youarealovablemanwhenyou——

keepstraight,"Burgessdeclaredcordially。

"Igraduatedfromtheuniversitybackinthesixties,"

Bondwenton。

"You!"Burgessexclaimed。

"Yes,I\'moneofyouralumnibrothersfromHarvard。Ittakesmore\'nacollegediplomatomakeamansometimes,althoughthiswouldmightysoongettobeacheap,destructiblenation,ifweshouldpullthecollegesoutofit。TheboysI\'veseenSunrisemakeintomendoesanoldman\'sheartgoodtothinkabout!

Butthere\'smorethanbook-learninginaMaster\'sDegree。TheremustbeMASTERYinit。Inevergotfarther\'nanA。B。,partlybecauseNaturemademeeasygoing,butmostlybecausewhiskyruinedme。

IfinallycametoKansas。I\'dhavehadtremenslongagobutforthat。

Butevenhereaman\'sgottokeepthelawinside,ornohumanlawcanpreventhismakingabeastofhimself。”

Saxonpaused,andtheprofessorwaited。

"Themanthatsetsthecussedtrapformeisalawbreaker,anescapedconvict,andamurderer。That\'swhatdrinkingdidforhim;

drinkingandinjusticeinmoneymatterstogether。”

Burgessstartedandhisfacegrewpale。

"Oh,it\'safact,Professor。Thereareseveralroadstoruin。

OnebytherouteI\'vetaken。Onemaybetoomuchloveofmoney,ofwomen,orofhavingyourownway。Youcanruinyoursoulbygettingitsetononethingaboveeverythingelse。Education,forinstance,liketheWreamsbackthereinCambridge。”

"TheWreams!"Burgessexclaimed。

"Yes,oldJoshuaWreamsoldhimselftoanappetiteformustyoldSanscrittillhe\'dsacrificeanybody\'scomfortandjoyforit,sameasIsoldouttoafool\'scravingfordrink。

You\'llknowtheWreamssometimeasIknow\'emnow。

Fenneben\'sonlyastepbrotherandtheWestmadeamanofhim。

Hewasalwaysagentleman。”

"Goon!"Vincent\'svoicewashardlyaudible。

"Thisoutlaw,boot-legger,thief,andmurdererwasarespectablefellowonce,theadoptedsonofawealthyfamilybackEast,whobeganbyspoilinghim,lavishedmoneyonhim,andlethimhavehisownwayineverything。

Hewasagayyoungsterontheside,giventodrinkingandfastcompany。

Hefellinlovewithaprettygirl,butwhenshefoundhimout,shecuthim。Thenhewenttothedogs,blamingherbecauseshehadsenseenoughtothrowhimoverwherehebelonged。

Shefellinlove——therightkindoflove——withanotherman。

Andthisyoungfoolwhohadnoclaimonheratall,sworevengeance。

Herfamilywantedhertomarrytheyoungsportbecausehehadmoney。

Theywerelongonmoney——herfatherwas,anyhow。Butshewouldn\'tdoit。”

"Didshemarrytheoneshereallycaredfor?"Burgessaskedeagerly。

"No;butthat\'sanotherstory。Meantimethisfellow\'sfatherdied,leavingtheboyhe,himself,hadstartedonthewrongroad,entirelyoutofhiswill。Theboywenttothedevil——

andhe\'sstillthere。”

Saxonpausedandlookedoncemoreatthetinywaveringsmokecolumn,hardlyvisiblenow。

"He\'soveryonderhidingawayfromthelightofdayunderthebluffsbythefirethatsendsthatcurlofsmokeupthroughthecrevicesintherock,anoutlawthief。”

SaxongazedlongatthelandscapebeyondtheWalnut。Whenhespokeagain,itwaswithaneffort。

"Professor,thisoutlawgotaholdonmeoncewhenIwasdrunk,drunkbyhismaking。Itwoulddonogoodtotellyouaboutthat。

Youcouldn\'thelpme,norharmhim。You\'lltrustmeinthis?"

ApictureofDenniedownintheKickapooCorral,withtheflickeringfirelightonherripplinghair,theweird,shadowywoodland,andtheoldIndianlegendallcamebacktotheyoungmannow,thoughwhyhecouldnotsay。

"Icertainlywouldneverbringharmtoyounoryours,"

hesaidkindly。

"Ican\'tinformonthescoundrel。Icanonlywatchhim。Thewomanhewasinlovewithyearsago,whowouldn\'tstandforhiswildways——

that\'sthegray-hairedwomanatPigeonPlace。Herlife\'sbeenonelongtragedy,thoughsheisnotfortyyet。”

Theanguishontheoldman\'sfacewaspitifulashespoke。

"Shehasareasonofherownforlivinghere,andsheisthesoulofcourage。

OnthenightoftheFennebenaccident,Iwasoutherway——yes,runningawayfromBondSaxon。IknewifIstayedintown,I\'dgetdrunkonabottleleftatmydoor。SoItoreoutintherainandthedarktofightitoutwiththedevilinsideofme。AndoutatPigeonPlaceIrunontothisfiend。

WhenIorderedhimbacktohishidingplace,hevowedhe\'dgetFennebenandputhimintheriver。There\'soneortwohumanthingsabouthimstill。

Oneishisfearoflittlechildren,andoneishisloveforthatwoman。

Hereallydidadoreheryearsago。Itrackedhomeafterhim,andyouknowtherest。HeputupsomestorytotheDeantoenticehimoutthere。”

Hehesitated,thenceasedtospeak。

"WhytheDean?"Burgessasked。

"BecauseLloydFenneben\'sthemanshelovedyearsago,andherfolkswouldn\'tlethermarry,"BondSaxonsaidsadly。

Burgessfeltasifthelimestoneridgewasgivingwaybeneathhim。

"Whereisshenow?"

She\'sgone,nobodyknowswhere。Ihopetoheavenshewillnevercomeback,"

theoldmanreplied。

"AnditwasshewhosavedDr。Fenneben\'slife?Doesheknowwhosheis?"

"No,no。She\'sneverlethimknow,andifshedoesn\'twanthimtoknow,whosebusinessisittotellhim?"Saxonurged。

"IhavehungaboutandprotectedherwhensheneverknewIwasnear。

ButwhenI\'mdrunk,I\'manidiotandmymindisbentagainsther。

I\'ddietosaveher,andyetImaykillhersomedaywhenIdon\'tknowit。”

BondSaxon\'sheadwasdroopingpitifullylow。

"Butwhyliveinsuchslavery?Whynottellallyouknowaboutthismanandletthelawprotectahelplesswoman?"Burgessurged。

OldBondSaxonlookedupandutteredonlyoneword——"Dennie!"

VincentBurgessturnedawayamoment。Dennie!Yes,therewasDennie。

"Thiswomanhadahusband,yousay?"heaskedpresently。

BondSaxonstaredstraightathimandslowlynoddedhishead。

"Whatbecameofhim?Doyouknow?Vincentquestioned。

Saxonleanedforward,and,clutchingVincentBurgessbythearm,whisperedhoarsely,"He\'sdead。Ikilledhim。ButIwasdrunkwhenIdidit。Andthismanknowsitandholdsmebound,"

SERVICE

_Ifyouwereborntohonor,showitnow;

ifputuponyou,makethejudgmentgoodthatthoughtyouworthyofit_——

SHAKESPEARE

CHAPTERXI

THESINSOFTHEFATHERS

_Theyenslavetheirchildren\'schildrenwhomakecompromisewithsin_——

LOWELL

ITwasmid-DecemberbeforeLloydFennebensawLagondaLedgeagain。

Inthemurderousattemptuponhislife,hehadbeenhurled,head-downward,uponthehiddenrock-ledgewithsuchforcethatevenhisstrongnervoussystemcouldbarelyovercometheshock。

Hoursofunconsciousnesswerefollowedbyaragingbrainfever,andparalysis,insanity,anddeathstrovetogetheragainsthim。

Hisfinalcompleterecoverywasslow,andhewaswiseenoughtoletnaturehaveampletimeforrebuildingwhathadbeensocruellywrenchedoutofline。Itwasthisverypatienceandwillingnesstotakelifecalmly,whenmostmenwouldhavebeeninafeverofanxietyaboutneglectedbusiness,thatbroughtLloydFennebenbacktoLagondaLedgeinDecember,aperfectlywellman;andasidefromtheholidaygiveninhonoroftheevent,asidefromthedisplayofflagsandthebig"Welcome"

doneinelectriclightsawaitinghimattherailroadstation,wherealltheportablepopulationofLagondaLedgeandmostoftheWalnutValley,headedbytheSunrisecontingent,enmasse,seemedtobewaitingalso——asidefromthedemonstrationandgeneralhilarityandthanksgivingandrejoicing,thereseemednodifferencebetweentheDeanofthedaysthatfollowedandtheDeanoftheyearsbefore。Hisblackhairwasaslongandheavyasever。

Hisblackeyeshadlostnothingoftheirkeenness。

Hissmilewasjustthesameold,genialoutbreakofgoodwill,asheheardthewildlyenthusiasticrefrain:

RahforFunnybone!

RahforFunnybone!

RahforFunnybone!

_Rah!_RAH!!RAH!!!

Itwastwilightwhenthetrainpulleduptothestation。

TheDecembereveningwasclearandcrispassouthernKansasDecembersusuallyare。Thelightsofthetownweretwinklinginthedusk。

Outbeyondtheriveragorgeouspurpleandscarletafter-sunsetglowwasfillingthewestwiththatmagnificenceofcoloringonlythehandofNaturedarestopaint。

Severalpassengersleftthetrain,butthecompanyhadeyesonlyforthePullmancarwhereFennebenwasriding。Nobody,exceptBondSaxon,andacabdriverontheedgeofthecrowd,noticedagray-hairedwomanwhoalightedsoquietlyandslippedtothecabsoquicklythatshewasalmostouttoPigeonPlacebeforeFennebenhadbeenabletocleartheplatform。

BehindtheDeanwashisniece,whohaltedonthecarstepswhileherunclewentintotheoutstretchedarmsofLagondaLedge。Atsightofher,thehatswenthighinair,asshestoodtheresmilingabovethecrowd。ItwasMaytimewhenshewentaway。

TheyhadrememberedherindaintyMaytimegowns。

Theywerenotpreparedforherinherhandsometravelingcostumeofgoldenbrown,herbrownbeaverhat,andprettyfurs。

Abeautifulgirlcanbesocharminginherwinterfeathers。

ShehadexpectedthatBurgesswouldbefirsttomeether,andshewasready,shethought,togreethim,becomingly。

Butastheporterhelpedhertotheplatform,thecrowdclosedin,shuttinghimawaymomentarily,andahandcaughthers,abig,stronghandwhoseclasp,socloseandwarm,seemedtoholdherhandbyrightofeternalpossession。AndVictorBurleigh\'sbrowneyesfullofajoyouslightwerelookingdownather。

Itwasallsuchasweet,shadowytimethatnobodycrowdingaboutthemcouldseeclearlyhowElinor,withshiningface,nestledinvoluntarilyclosetohisarmforjustoneinstant,andherlowmurmuredwords,"Iamgladyouwerefirst,"

werelosttoallbutthebigfellowbeforeher,andabigger,vastlylazyfellow,Trench,justbehindher。ItwasTrench\'sbulkthathadblockedthewayfortheprofessoramomentbefore。

Thenshewasswallowedinthejollygreetingsofgoodfellowship,andVincentBurgesscarriedherawaytothecarriagewhereherunclewaited。

"Thethingissettlednow,"theyoungfolksthought。

ButDennieSaxonandTrench,whowalkedhometogether,knewthatmanythingswerehopelesslyunsettled。Bythelawofnaturalfitness,DennieandTrenchshouldhavefalleninlovewitheachother。Theyweresoalikeingoodnessofheart。

Butsuchmatingoflikewithlike,israre,andunderitsrulingtheworldwouldgrowsomonotonouslygood,ontheonehand,andbad,ontheother,thatlifewouldbeuninteresting。

DuringDr。Fenneben\'sabsence,ProfessorBurgesswasacting-dean。

Foramanwho,twoyearsbefore,hadneverheardofaJayhawker,whohopedthebarrenprairieswouldfurnishseclusionforprofoundresearchinhislibrary,andwhoseinterestinthestudentbodylayinitsmaterialtofurnish"types,"DeanBurgess,ontheoutside,certainlymeasuredupwelltowardthestatureoftherealDean——

broad-minded,beloved"Funnybone。”

AndasVincentBurgessgrewinbreadthofviewandhumaninterest,hispopularityincreasedandhisopportunitiesmultiplied。

SunriseforgotthatithadeverregardedhimasawalkingGreektextbookinpaperbinding。NexttoDr。LloydFenneben,hisplaceatSunrisewouldbethehardesttofillnow;andwithal,sometimeinthenearfuture,therewaswaitingforhimtheprettiestgirlthateverclimbedthestepsfromthelowercampustotheSunrisedoor。

BurgesshadneverdreamedthatlifeinKansascouldbesofullofpleasureforhim。

Andallthewhile,ontheinside,anotherBurgesswasgrowingupwhoquarreleddailywiththishappyouterBurgess。ThisinnermanitwaswhoheldthesecretofBondSaxon\'sawfulcrime;

themanwhoknewthelifestoryofthewould-beassassinofLloydFenneben,andwhoknewthetragedythathadturnedafair-facedgirltoagray-hairedwoman,yetyounginyears。

Heknewthetragedy,butthewomanherselfhehadneverseen,saveinthedarknessandrainofthatawfulnightwhenshehadheldLloydFenneben\'sheadabovethefastrisingwatersoftheWalnut。Hehadneverevenheardhervoice,forhehadsustainedthelimpbodyofDr。FennebenwhileSaxonhelpedthewomanfromtheriverandasfarastoherowngate。

Buttheseweresecretthingsoutsideofhisownconscience。

Insideofhisconsciencetherealbattlewasfoughtandwon,andlost,onlytobewonandlostoverandover。SolongasElinorWreamwasaway,hecouldstayexecutiononhimself。

ThesametrainthatbroughtherhometoLagondaLedge,broughtalettertoProfessorVincentBurgess,A。B。TheletterheadingboreasmanyofDr。JoshuaWream\'stitlesasspacewouldpermit,butthecramped,old-fashionedhandwritingbelongedtoamanofmorethanfourscoreyears,anditwassignedjust"J。R。”

BurgessreadthislettermanytimesthatnightafterhereturnedfromdinnerattheFennebenhome。Andsometimeshisfistswereclinchedandsometimeshisblueeyeswerefulloftears。

ThenherememberedlittleBug,whohaddeclaredoncethat"DonFonnybonewasdoodfortwoubleness。”

"Ican\'ttakethistoFenneben,"hemused,ashereadJoshuaWream\'sletterforthetenthtime。"NorcanIgotoSaxon。He\'sneversureofhimselfandwhenhe\'sdrunk,hereverseshimselfandturnsagainsthisbestfriends。

AndwhoamItoturntoamanlikeBondSaxonformyconfidences?"

"WhataboutElinor?"cameavoicefromsomewhere。

"Thewomanyouwouldmakeyourwifeshouldbetheonetowhoselovingsympathyyoucouldturnatanyoflife\'sangles,elsethatwerenorealmarriage。”

"Elinor,ofallpeopleintheworld,theverylast。

Sheshallneverknow,never!"Soheansweredtheinwardquestioner。

DimlythenroseupbeforehimthepictureofVictorBurleighontherainyMaynightwhenhestoodbesidelittleBugBuler\'sbed——

VictorBurleigh,withhiswhite,sorrowfulface,andburningbrowneyes,tellinginavoicelikemusicthereasonwhyhemustrenounceathletichonorsinSunrise。

Burgesshadbeenunconsciouslyexultantovertheboy\'sconfession。

ItwouldputtheconfessoroutofreachofanyclaimtoElinor\'sfriendshipwhenthetruthwasknownabouthispovertyandhisprofessionalplaying。

AndyethehadfollowedBondSaxon\'sleadthemorewillinglythatnightthathewashatinghimselfforrejoicingwithhimself。

OnthisDecembernight,withElinoroncemoreinLagondaLedge,VictorBurleighmustcomeagaintotroublehim。

Whatapricethatboymusthavepaidforhishonesty!

Buthepaidit,aye,hepaidit!AndthentherainsputoutthegameandnobodyknewexceptBurleighandhimself。

BurgessalmostresentedthekindnessofFatetotheheroicboy。

ButallthissolvednoproblemsforVincentBurgess,excepttherealizationthatherewasonefellowwhohadasoulofcourage。

CouldheconfideinBurleigh?Notinathousandyears!

Inutterloneliness,VincentBurgessputouthislightandstaredatthewindow。Thestreetlampsglowedinlonelyfashion,foritwasverylate,andnobodywasabroad。Uponthelimestoneridge,theSunrisebeaconshonebravely。Downintownbesidethecampusgate——hecouldjustcatchaglimpseofonesteadybeam。

ItwasthefaithfuloldlampinthehallwayoftheSaxonHouse,andbeyondthatunwaveringlightwasDennie。

"Dennie!WhyhaveInotthoughtofher?TheonlyoneintheworldwhomIcanfullytrust。Thatoughttobeaman\'ssweetheart,Isuppose,butsheisnotmine。SheisjustDennie。Heavenblessher!

I\'vesworntocareforher。Shemusthelpmenow。”

Andwiththecomfortingthought,hefellasleepbesidethewindow。

TheDecembersunsetwassuperbinagloryofendlesspurplemistsandrose-tintedsplendoroffar-reachingskies。

Theeveningdropsdownearlyatthisseasonandthelightsweregleaminghereandthereinthetownwheretheshadowsfallsoonestbeforetheday\'sworkisfinishedupinSunrise。

VictorBurleigh,whohadbeencalledtoDr。Fenneben\'sstudy,foundonlyElinorthere,lookingoutattheradiantbeautyofthesunsetskybeyondthehomeyshadowsstuddedwiththetwinklinglightsofLagondaLedgeatthefootoftheslope。

Theyoungmanhesitatedalittlebeforeentering。AlldaytheschoolhadbeenbusysettlingaffairsforProfessorBurgessand"Norrie,thebeloved。”Gossiphasswiftfeetandfromsurmisetofactisashortcourse。Twenty-fourhourshadquitecompletely"fixedthings"forElinorWreamandVincentBurgess,sofarasSunriseandLagondaLedgewereabletofixthem。

SoBurleigh,whosestrongfacecarriednohintofgrief,heldbackaminutenow,beforeenteringthestudy。

"Ibegyourpardon,Elinor。Dr。Fennebensentforme。”

Somehowthedeepmusicalvoiceandhernamepronouncedasnobodyelseevercouldpronounceit,andthebigmanlyformandbraveface,allseemedtocompletethespellofthesunsethour。

Elinordidnotspeak,butwithasmilemaderoomforhimbesideheratthewindow,andthetwolookedlongatthedeepeninggrandeuroftheheavensandthemistyshadowsofheliotropeandsilverdarkeningsoftlytothetwilightbelowthem。

"AndGodsawthatitwasgood。Andtheeveningandthemorningwerethefourthday,"Victorsaidatlast。

"Yourvoicegrowsricherwiththepassingyears,Victor,"Elinorsaidsoftly。

"IwantedtohearitagainthefirsttimeIheardyouspeakoutthereoneSeptemberday。”

"Itiswelltogrowrichinsomething,"Victorsaid,half-earnestly,half-carelessly。

BeforeElinorcouldsaymore,theycaughtsightofProfessorBurgessandDennieSaxon,leavingthefrontporticoastheyhaddoneontheMayeveningbeforetheassaultonDr。Fenneben。BurgessandDennieusuallyleftthebuildingtogetherthisyear。

"Isn\'tDennieadarling?Elinorsaidcalmly。

字体大小
背景颜色