ButAlicetroubledher。NotbutthatAlicewaskindnessitselftotheman,either。Itwasonlyapeculiarsomethingalmostlikefear,orconstraint,thatBillythoughtshesawinAlice’seyes,sometimes,whenArkwrightmadeaparticularlyintimateappeal。TherewasCalderwell,too。He,also,worriedBilly。ShefearedhewasgoingtocomplicatemattersstillmorebyfallinginlovewithAlice,himself;andthis,certainly,Billydidnotwantatall。Asthisphaseofthematterpresenteditself,indeed,BillydeterminedtoappropriateCalderwellalittlemoreexclusivelytoherself,whenthefourweretogether,thusleavingAliceforArkwright。Afterall,itwasratherentertaining——thisplayingatCupid’sassistant。
Ifshe_could_nothaveBertramallthetime,itwasfortunatethattheseoutsideinterestsweresopleasurable。
MostofthemorningsBillyspentinthekitchen,despitetheremonstrancesofbothPeteandEliza。
Almosteverymeal,now,wasgracedwithapalatablecake,pudding,ormuffinthatBillywouldproudlyclaimasherhandiwork。Petestillservedattable,andmadestrenuouseffortstokeepupallhisoldduties;buthewasobviouslygrowingweaker,andreallyseriousblunderswerebeginningtobenoticeable。Bertramevenhintedonceortwicethatperhapsitwouldbejustaswelltoinsistonhisgoing;buttothisBillywouldnotgiveherconsent。EvenwhenonenighthispooroldtremblinghandsspilledhalfthecontentsofasoupplateoveranewandcostlyeveninggownofBilly’sown,shestillrefusedtohavehimdismissed。
Why,Bertram,Iwouldn’tdoit,’shedeclaredhotly;andyouwouldn’t,either。He’sbeenheremorethanfiftyyears。Itwouldbreakhisheart。He’sreallytooilltowork,andIwishhewouldgoofhisownaccord,ofcourse;butI
sha’n’tevertellhimtogo——notifhespillssouponeverydressI’vegot。I’llbuymore——andmore,ifit’snecessary。Blesshisdearoldheart!Hethinkshe’sreallyservingus——andheis,too。’
Oh,yes,you’reright,he_is!_’sighedBertram,withmeaningemphasis,asheabandonedtheargument。
InadditiontoherTalktoYoungWives,’
Billyfoundherselfencounteringadviceandcommentonthemarriagequestionfromstillotherquarters——fromheracquaintancesmostlythefeminineonesrightandleft。Continuallyshewashearingsuchwordsasthese:
Oh,well,whatcanyouexpect,Billy?You’reanoldmarriedwoman,now。’
Nevermind,you’llfindhe’slikealltherestofthehusbands。Youjustwaitandsee!’
Betterbeginwithahighhand,Billy。Don’tlethimfoolyou!’
Mercy!IfIhadahusbandwhosebusinessitwastolookatwomen’sbeautifuleyes,peachycheeks,andluxurioustresses,Ishouldgocrazy!
It’shardenoughtokeepaman’seyesonyourselfwhenhisdailyinterestsaresupposedtobejustlumpsofcoalandchunksofice,withoutflinginghimintotheveryjawsoftemptationlikeaskinghimtopaintaprettygirl’spicture!’
Inresponsetoallthis,ofcourse,Billycouldbutlaugh,andblush,andtossbacksomegayreply,withacarelessunconcern。Butinherheartshedidnotlikeit。Sometimesshetoldherselfthatiftherewerenotanyadviceorcommentfromanybody——eitherbookorwoman——iftherewerenotanybodybutjustBertramandherself,lifewouldbejustonelonghoneymoonforeverandforever。
OnceortwiceBillywastemptedtogotoMariewiththishoneymoonquestion;butMariewasverybusythesedays,andverypreoccupied。ThenewhousethatCyrilwasbuildingonCoreyHill,notfarfromtheAnnex,wasalmostfinished,andMariewasimmersedinthesubjectofhouse-
furnishingsandinteriordecoration。Shewas,too,stillmoredeeplyengrossedinthefashioningoftinygarmentsofthesoftestlinen,lace,andwoolen;andtherewasonherfacesuchalookofbeatificwonderandjoythatBillydidnotliketosomuchashintthattherewasintheworldsuchabookasWhentheHoneymoonWanes:A
TalktoYoungWives。’
BillytriedvaliantlythesedaysnottomindthatBertram’sworkwassoabsorbing。Shetriednottomindthathisbusinessdealt,notwithlumpsofcoalandchunksofice,butwithbeautifulwomenlikeMargueriteWinthropwhoaskedhimtoluncheon,andlovelygirlslikehismodelforTheRose’whocamefreelytohisstudioandspenthoursinthebelovedpresence,beingstudiedforwhatBertramdeclaredwasabsolutelythemostwonderfulpoiseofheadandshouldersthathehadeverseen。
Billytried,also,thesedays,tosoconductherselfthatnotbyanychancecouldCalderwellsuspectthatsometimesshewasjealousofBertram’sart。NotforworldswouldshehavehadCalderwellbegintogetthenotionintohisheadthathisold-timeprophecyconcerningBertram’scaringonlyfortheturnofagirl’sheadorthetiltofherchin——topaint,wasbeingfulfilled。
Hence,particularlygayandcheerfulwasBillywhenCalderwellwasnear。NorcoulditbesaidthatBillywasreallyunhappyatanytime。Itwasonlythat,onoccasion,theverydepthofherhappinessinBertram’slovefrightenedher,lestitbringdisastertoherselforBertram。
BillystillwentfrequentlytotheAnnex。Therewereyettwounfilledroomsinthehouse。Billywashesitatingwhichtwoofsixnewfriendsofherstochooseasoccupants;anditwasonedayearlyinMarch,aftershehadbeentalkingthematteroverwithAuntHannah,thatAuntHannahsaid:
Dearme,Billy,ifyouhadyourwayIbelieveyou’dopenanotherwholehouse!’
Doyouknow?——that’sjustwhatI’mthinkingof,’retortedBilly,gravely。ThenshelaughedatAuntHannah’sshockedgestureofprotest。
Oh,well,Idon’texpectto,’sheadded。I
haven’tlivedverylong,butI’velivedlongenoughtoknowthatyoucan’talwaysdowhatyouwantto。’
Justasiftherewereanything_you_wantedtodothatyoudon’tdo,mydear,’reprovedAuntHannah,mildly。
Yes,Iknow。’Billydrewinherbreathwithalittlecatch。Ihavesomuchthatislovely;
andthat’swhyIneedthishouse,youknow,fortheoverflow,’shenoddedbrightly。Then,withacharacteristicchangeofsubject,sheadded:
My,butyoushouldhavetastedofthepopoversImadeforbreakfastthismorning!’
Ishouldliketo,’smiledAuntHannah。
Williamsaysyou’regettingtobequiteacook。’
Well,maybe,’concededBilly,doubtfully。
Oh,Icandosomethingsallright;butjustwaittillPeteandElizagoawayagain,andBertrambringshomeafriendtodinner。That’lltellthetale。IthinknowIcouldhavesomethingbesidespotato-mushandburnedcorn——butmaybeIwouldn’t,whenthetimecame。IfonlyIcouldbuyeverythingIneededtocookwith,I’dbeallright。ButIcan’t,Ifind。’
Can’tbuywhatyouneed!Whatdoyoumean?’
Billylaughedruefully。
Well,everyotherquestionIaskEliza,shesays:`Why,Idon’tknow;youhavetouseyourjudgment。’JustasifIhadanyjudgmentabouthowmuchsalttouse,orwhatdishtotake!
Dearme,AuntHannah,themanthatwillgrowjudgmentandcanitasyouwouldamessofpeas,hasgothisfortunemade!’
Whatanabsurdchildyouare,Billy,’laughedAuntHannah。IusedtotellMarie——Bytheway,howisMarie?Haveyouseenherlately?’
Oh,yes,Isawheryesterday,’twinkledBilly。
Shehadabookofwall-papersamplesspreadoverthebackofachair,twobunchesofsamplesofdifferentcoloreddamasksonthetablebeforeher,a`YoungMother’sGuide’proppedopeninanotherchair,andapairofbaby’ssocksinherlapwitharolleachofpink,andwhite,andblueribbon。Shespentmostofthetime,afterIhadhelpedherchoosetheribbon,inaskingmeifIthoughtsheoughttoletthebabycryandbotherCyril,orstopitscryingandhurtthebaby,becauseher`Mother’sGuide’saysacertainamountofcryingisneededtodevelopababy’slungs。’
AuntHannahlaughed,butshefrowned,too。
Theidea!IguessCyrilcanstandpropercrying——andlaughing,too——fromhisownchild!’shesaidthen,crisply。
Oh,butMarieisafraidhecan’t,’smiledBilly。Andthat’sthetrouble。Shesaysthat’stheonlythingthatworriesher——Cyril。’
Nonsense!’ejaculatedAuntHannah。
Oh,butitisn’tnonsensetoMarie,’retortedBilly。Youshouldseethepreparationsshe’smadeandtheprecautionsshe’staken。Actually,whenIsawthosebaby’ssocksinherlap,Ididn’tknowbutshewasgoingtoputrubberheelsonthem!They’vebuiltthenewhousewithdeadeningfeltinallthewalls,andMarie’splannedthenurseryandCyril’sdenatoppositeendsofthehouse;andshesayssheshallkeepthebabythere_all_thetime——thenursery,Imean,nottheden。Shesaysshe’sgoingtoteachittobeaquietbabyandhatenoise。Shesaysshethinksshecandoit,too。’
Humph!’sniffedAuntHannah,scornfully。
YoushouldhaveseenMarie’sdisgusttheotherday,’wentonBilly,abitmischievously。
HerCousinJanesentonarattleshe’dmadeherself,allsoftworsted,withbellsinside。Itwasadear;butMariewashorror-stricken。
`Mybabyhavearattle?’shecried。`Why,whatwouldCyrilsay?Asifhecouldstandarattleinthehouse!’Andifshedidn’tgivethatrattletothejanitor’swifethatveryday,whileIwasthere!’
Humph!’sniffedAuntHannahagain,asBillyrosetogo。Well,I’mthinkingMariehasstillsomethingstolearninthisworld——andCyril,too,forthatmatter。’
Iwouldn’twonder,’laughedBilly,givingAuntHannahagood-bykiss。
BertramHenshawhadnodisquietingforebodingsthistimeconcerninghisportraitofMargueriteWinthropwhenthedoorsoftheBohemianTenClubExhibitionwerethrownopentomembersandinvitedguests。Justhowgreatapopularsuccessitwasdestinedtobe,hecouldnotknow,ofcourse,thoughhemighthavesuspecteditwhenhebegantoreceivetheadmiringandheartycongratulationsofhisfriendsandfellow-artistsonthatfirstevening。
NorwastheWinthropportraittheonlyjewelinhiscrownonthatoccasion。HismarvelouslyexquisiteTheRose,’andhissmalleridealpicture,Expectation,’cameinforscarcelylesscommendation。Therewasnodoubtnow。TheoriginatorofthefamousFaceofaGirl’hadcomeintohisownagain。Onallsidesthiswastheverdict,onelong-hairedcriticofinternationalfameevenclaimingopenlythatHenshawhadnotonlyequaledhisformerbestwork,buthadgonebeyondit,inbothartistryandtechnique。
Itwasabrilliantgathering。Society,asusual,incostlyeveninggownsandcorrectswallow-tailsrubbedelbowswithnamesfamousintheworldofArtandLetters。Everywhereweregaylaughterandsparklingrepartee。Eventheaustere-facedJ。G。Winthropunbenttotheextentofgrimsmilesinresponsetothelaudatorycommentsbestoweduponthepicturedimageofhisidol,hisbeautifuldaughter。
Astothegreatfinancier’sownopinionofthework,nooneheardhimexpressitexcept,perhaps,theartist;andallthathegotwasagripofthehandandaGood!Iknewyou’dfetchitthistime,myboy!’Butthatwasenough。And,indeed,noonewhoknewthesternoldmanneededtomorethanlookintohisfacethateveningtoknowofhisentiresatisfactioninthisportraitsoontobethemostrecent,andthemostcherishedadditiontohisfar-famedartcollection。
AstoBertram——Bertramwaspleasedandhappyandgratified,ofcourse,aswasnatural;
buthewasnotonewhitmoresothanwasBertram’swife。Billyfairlyradiatedhappinessandproudjoy。ShetoldBertram,indeed,thatifhedidanythingtomakeheranyprouder,itwouldtakeanAnnexthesizeoftheBostonOperaHousetoholdherextrahappiness。
Sh-h,Billy!Someonewillhearyou,’
protestedBertram,tragically;but,inspiteofhishorrifiedvoice,hedidnotlookdispleased。
ForthefirsttimeBillymetMargueriteWinthropthatevening。Attheoutsettherewasjustabitofshynessandconstraintintheyoungwife’smanner。BillycouldnotforgetheroldinsanejealousyofthisbeautifulgirlwiththeenviednameofMarguerite。Butitwasforonlyamoment,andsoonshewashernatural,charmingself。
MissWinthropwasfascinated,andshemadenopretenseofhidingit。SheeventurnedtoBertramatlast,andcried:
Surely,now,Mr。Henshaw,youneednevergofarforamodel!Whydon’tyoupaintyourwife?’
Billycolored。Bertramsmiled。