swanIcanhardlymakeitseempossiblethathe’sgone!“
“NeithercanI,Shadrach。Andtothinkthatyouandme,hisoldpartnersandlifelongchumsasyoumightsay,hadn’tseennorspokentohimforovertwoyears。Itmakesmefeelbad。Badandsortofconscience-struck。“
“Iknow;soitdoesme,inaway。Andyetitwasn’tourfault,Zoeth。YouknowaswellasIdothatMarcellusdidn’twanttoseeus。Wewasovertoseehimlastandhescarcelysaidawordwhilewewasthere。Youandmedidallthetalkin’andhejustsetandlookedatus——whenhewasn’tlookin’atthefloor。Ineversawsuchachangeinaman。Weasked——yes,byfire,wefairlybeggedhimtocomeandstaywithusforaspell,butheneverdid。Nowitain’tnofurtherfromOstabletoSouthHarnissthanitisfromSouthHarnisstoOstable。Ifhe’dwantedtocomehecould;ifhe’dwantedtoseeushecould。Wewenttoseehim,didn’twe;andWEhadastoreandabusinesstoleave。Heain’thadanybusinesssincehegiveupgoin’tosea。He——“
“Sshh!Shh!“interruptedMr。Hamilton,mildly,“don’ttalkthatway,Shadrach。Don’tfindfaultwiththedead。“
“Findfault!Iain’tfindin’fault。IthoughtasmuchofMarcellusHallasanymanonearth,andnobodyfeelsworseabouthisbein’
tookthanIdo。ButI’mjustsayin’whatwebothknow’safact。Hedidn’twanttoseeus;hedidn’twanttoseenobody。Sincehiswifediedhelivedaloneinthathouse,exceptforahousekeeperandthatstepchild,andneverwentanywhereorhadanybodycometoseehimifhecouldhelpit。Areg’larhermit——that’swhathewas,ahermit,likePelegMyrickdowntoSetuckitP’int。AndwhenIthinkwhatheusedtobe,smart,lively,able,oneofthebestskippersandsmartestbusinessmenafloatorashore,itdon’tseempossibleabodycouldchangeso。’Twasthatwomanthatdoneit,thatwomanthattrappedhimintogettin’married。“
“Sshh!Shh!Shadrach;she’sdead,too。And,besides,Iguessshewasarealgoodwoman;everybodysaidshewas。“
“Iain’tsayin’shewasn’t,amI?WhatIsayisshehadn’tnobusinessmarryin’amantwentyyearsolder’nshewas。“
“But,“mildly,“yousaidshetrappedhim。Nowwedon’tknow——“
“ZoethHamilton,youknowshemusthavetrappedhim。YouandI
agreedthatwasjustwhatshedone。Ifshehadn’ttrappedhim——setareg’larseineforhimandhauledhimaboardlikeaschoolofmackerel——’tain’tlikelyhe’dhavemarriedheroranybodyelse,isit?Iain’tmarriednobody,haveI?AndMarcelluswasyearsolder’nIbe。“
“Well,well,Shadrach!“
“No,’tain’twell;it’sbad。He’sgone,and——andyouandmethatwaswithhimforyearsandyears,hisverybestfriendsonearthasyoumightsay,wasn’twithhimwhenhedied。Ifithadn’tbeenforherhe’dhavestayedinSouthHarnisswherehebelonged。Consarnwomen!They’reresponsibleformorecussednessthanthesmallpox。
’Whenamanmarrieshistroublebegins’;that’sgospel,too。“
Zoethdidnotanswer。
CaptainGould,afterasidelongglanceathiscompanion,tookahandfromthereinsandlaiditontheHamiltonknee。
“I’msorry,Zoeth,“hesaid,contritely;“Ididn’tmeanto——torakeupbygones;Iwasblowin’offsteam,that’sall。I’msorry。“
“Iknow,Shadrach。It’sallright。“
“No,’tain’tallright;it’sallwrong。Somebodyoughttokeepawatchonme,andwhentheyseemebeginnin’togethot,setmeonthebackofthestoveorsomewheres;I’malwaysliabletobileoverandscaldthewrongcritter。I’vedonethatallmylife。I’msorry,Zoeth,youknowIdidn’tmean——“
“Iknow,Iknow。Ahhum!PoorMarcellus!Here’sthefirstbreakintheoldfirm,Shadrach。“
“Yup。Youandmeareallthat’sleftofHallandCompany。Thatis——“
Hestoppedshortjustintimeandroareda“Gitdap“atthehorse。
Hehadbeenonthepointofsayingsomethingwhichwouldhavebeenfarmoredisastrousthanhisreferencetothetroublesfollowingmarriage。Zoethwasapparentlynotcurious。Tohisfriend’sgreatreliefhedidnotwaitforthesentencetobefinished,nordidheaskembarrassingquestions。Insteadhesaid:
“Iwonderwhat’sgoin’tobecomeofthatchild,MaryLathrop’sgirl。
Whodoyousupposelikelywilltakechargeofher?“
“Idon’tknow。I’vebeenwonderin’thatmyself,Zoeth。“
“Kindofacutelittlething,shewas,too,asIrecollecther。I
presumelikelyshe’sgrownupconsid’blesince。YourememberhowshesetandlookedatusthatlasttimewewasovertoseeMarcellus,Shadrach?“
“Remember?HowshelookedatME,youmean!ShallIeverforgetit?
I’djusthadmyhaircutbythatnewbarber,SimEllis,thatlivedhere’longaboutthen,andItoldhimtocutofftheends。HethoughtImeanttheotherends,Ical’late,forIwenttosleepinthechair,sameasIgenerallydo,andwhenIwokeupmyheadlookedlikethemaintruckoftheoldFaraway。Allitneededwastohavethebaldplacegilded。IgiveyoumywordthatifIhadn’tbeenbornwithmyearssetwingandwinglikeaschoonerrunnin’aforethewindI’dhavebeensmotheredwhenIputmyhaton——nothin’butthemearskeptitproppedupoffmynose。YOUrememberthathaircut,Zoeth。Well,allthetimeyouandmewasinMarcellus’ssettin’-roomthatstepchildofhisjustsetandlookedatmyhead。
Nevertookhereyesoffit。Ifshe’dsaidanything’twouldn’thavebeensobad;butshedidn’t——justlooked。Icouldfeelmybaldspotreddenin’uptillIswantomanIthoughtitmustbebreakin’outinblisters。’Neverseeanybodythatlookedjustlikeme,didyou,Sis?’Isaystoher,whenIcouldn’tstanditanylonger。’No,sir,’shesays,solemnasanowl。Shewasrightoutandhonest,I’llsaythatforher。That’stheonlytimeMarcelluslaughedwhilewewasinsidethathouse。Ididn’tblamehimmuch。Ho,ho!Well,heain’tlaughin’nowandneitherarewe——orwehadn’toughttobe。
Neitheristhechild,Ical’late,poorthing。Iwonderwhatwillbecomeofher。“
Andmeanwhilethechildherselfwasvaguely,andinchildishfashion,wonderingthatverything。ShewasinthecarriageroomofthebarnbelongingtotheHallestate——ifthefewacresoflandandthebuildingsownedbythelateMarcellusmaybecalledanestate——
curleduponthebackseatoftheoldsurreywhichhadbeenusedsolittlesincethedeathofhermother,AugustaHall,fouryearsbefore。Thesurreywasshroudedfromtoptofloorwithadustcoverofunbleachedmuslinthroughwhichthesunshinefromthecarriageroomwindowsfilteredinamysterious,softenedtwilight。ThecoveredsurreywasafavoriteretreatofMary-’Gusta’s。Shehaddiscovereditherself——whichmadeitdoublyalluring,ofcourse——andsheseldominvitedherjuvenilefriendstoshareitscurtainedprivacywithher。Itwasherplayhouse,hertent,andherenchantedcastle,muchtoosacredtobemadecommonproperty。HereshecameonrainySaturdaysandonmanydaysnotrainywhenotherchildren,thosepossessingbrothersorsisters,playedoutofdoors。Shelikedtoplaybyherself,toinventplaysallherown,andtheseotherchildren——“normalchildren,“theirparentscalledthem——weremuchtoolikelytolaughinsteadofsolemnlymakingbelieveasshedid。Mary-’Gustawasnotanormalchild;shewas“thatqueerLathropyoung-one“——hadheardherselfsodescribedmorethanonce。
Shedidnotlikethephrase;“queer“wasnotsobad——perhapsshewasqueer——butshehadaninstinctiverepugnancetobeingcalledayoung-one。Birdsandrabbitshadyoung-onesandshewasneitherfeatherednorfurred。
Soveryfewoftheneighborhoodchildrenwereinvitedtotheshadedinterioroftheoldsurrey。Herdolls——allfiveofthem——spentagooddealoftimethereandDavid,thetortoise-shellcat,cameoften,usuallyundercompulsion。WhenDavidhadkittens,whichinterestingdomesticeventtookplaceprettyfrequently,he——orshe——
positivelyrefusedtobeanoccupantofthatsurrey,growlingandscratchinginadecidedlyungentlemanly——orunladylike——manner。
TwiceMary-’GustahadattemptedtomakeDavidmorecomplacentbybringingthekittensalsotothesurrey,buttheirparenthadpromptlyandconsecutivelyseizedthembythescruffoftheirnecksandlaboriouslyluggedthemuptothehaymowagain。
Justnow,however,therebeingnokittens,DavidwasslumberinginafurryheapbesideMary-’Gustaatoneendofthecarriageseat,andRosette,thesmallestofthefivedolls,andRose,thelargest,weresittingboltuprightinthecornerattheotherend。Thechristeningofthesmallestandnewestdollwastheresultofapieceofcharacteristicreasoningonitsowner’spart。ShewasveryfondofthenameRose,thesamebeingthenameoftheheroinein“EightCousins,“whichstoryMrs。Bailey,housekeeperbeforelastforMarcellusHall,hadreadaloudtothechild。Whenthenewdollcame,atChristmastime,Mary-’GustawishedthatshemightchristenitRosealso。ButtherewasanotherandmuchbelovedRosealreadyinthefamily。SoMary-’Gustareflectedandobserved,andsheobservedthatabigrolloftobaccosuchasherstepfathersmokedwasacigar;whilealittleone,assmokedbyEbenKeeler,thegrocer’sdeliveryclerk,wasacigarette。Therefore,thebigdollbeingalreadyRose,thelittleonebecameRosette。
Mary-’GustawasnotplayingwithRoseandRosetteatthepresenttime。NeitherwassheinterestedinthepeacefulslumbersofDavid。
Shewasnotplayingatall,butsitting,withfeetcrossedbeneathherontheseatandhandsclaspedaboutoneknee,thinking。And,althoughshewasthinkingofherstepfatherwhosheknewhadgoneawaytoavagueplacecalledHeaven——aplacevariouslydescribedbyMrs。Bailey,theformerhousekeeper,andbyMrs。SusanHobbs,thepresentone,andbyMr。Howes,theSundayschoolsuperintendent——shewasthinkingmostofherself,MaryAugustaLathrop,whowasgoingtoafuneralthatveryafternoonand,afterthat,nooneseemedtoknowexactlywhere。
ItwasabeautifulAprildayandthedoorsofthecarriagehouseandthebigdoorofthebarnwerewideopen。Mary-’Gustacouldhearthehenscluckingandthevoicesofpeopletalking。Thevoicesweretwo:onewasthatofMrs。Hobbs,thehousekeeper,andtheotherbelongedtoMr。AbnerHallett,theundertaker。Mary-’GustadidnotlikeMr。Hallett’svoice;shelikedneitheritnoritsowner’smanner;shedescribedbothvoiceandmannertoherselfas“toosoothy。“Theygavehertheshivers。
Mr。Hallett’stonewassubduedatthepresenttime,butatrifleoftheprofessional“soothiness“waslacking。HeandMrs。Hobbswereconversingbrisklyenoughand,althoughMary-’Gustacouldcatchonlyawordortwoatintervals,shewasperfectlysuretheyweretalkingabouther。Shewascertainthatifsheweretoappearatthatmomentinthedoorofthebarntheywouldstoptalkingimmediatelyandlookather。Everybodywhomshehadmetduringthepasttwodayslookedatherinthatqueerway。Itmadeherfeelasifshehadsomethingcatching,likethemeasles,andasif,somehoworother,shewastoblame。
Sherealizeddimlythatsheshouldfeelvery,verybadlybecauseherstepfatherwasdead。Mrs。Hobbshadtoldherthatsheshouldandseemedtoregardherasqueererthaneverbecauseshehadnotcried。