"Ifyouhadbeenaboy,andIownIamgladyouwerenot——amanwantsadaughter——IshouldhavebeenquitewillingtoallowyouyourflutteronWallStreet,oryourtryatanythingyoufeltyouwouldliketohandle。Itwouldhaveinterestedmetolookonandseewhatyouweremadeof,whatyouwanted,andhowyousetabouttryingtogetit。It’sanewkindofdealyouhaveundertaken。It’smoreromanticthanWallStreet,butIthinkIdoseewhatyouseeinit。EvenapartfromRosyandtheboy,itwouldinterestmetoseewhatyouwoulddowithit。Thisisyour`flutter。’Ilikethewayyoufaceit。Ifyouwereasoninsteadofadaughter,IshouldseeImighthaveconfidenceinyou。IcouldnotconfidetoWallStreetwhatIwilltellyou——whichisthatinthemidstofthedriveandswirlandtumultofmylifehere,Ilikewhatyouseeinthething,Ilikeyourideaofthelordoftheland,whoshouldlovethelandandthesoulsbornonit,andbethefriendandstrengthofthemandgivethebestandgetitbackinfairexchange。There’sasteadinessinthethoughtofsuchalifeamongone’skindwhichhasattractionsforamanwhohasspentyearsinamaelstrom,snatchingatwhatwhirlsamongtheeddiesofit。Yournotesandsketchesandsummingupofprobablecostsdidusbothcredit——Isay`both’becauseyourbusinesseducationistheresultofourlongtalksandjourneyingstogether。Youbegantotrainforthiswhenyoubegangoingtovisitminesandrailroadswithmeattwelveyearsold。
Ileavethewholethinginyourhands,mygirl,IleaveRosyinyourhands,andinleavingRosytoyou,youknowhowIamtrustingyouwithyourmother。Yourletterstohertellheronlywhatisgoodforher。Sheisbeginningtolookhappierandyoungeralready,andislookingforwardtothedaywhenRosyandtheboywillcomehometovisitus,andwhenweshallgoinstatetoStornhamCourt。Godblessher,sheismadeupofaffectionandsimpletrust,andthatmakesiteasytokeepthingsfromher。Shehasneverbeenill—treated,andsheknowsIloveher,sowhenItellherthatthingsarecomingright,sheneverdoubtsme。
"WhileyouarerebuildingtheplaceyouwillrebuildRosysothatthesightofhermaynotbeapainwhenhermotherseesheragain,whichiswhatsheislivingfor。"
CHAPTERXXIII
INTRODUCINGG。SELDEN
Abirdwaspercheduponaswayingbranchofaslimyoungsaplingnearthefence—supportedhedgewhichboundedthepark,andMountDunstanhadstoppedtolookatitandlisten。Asoftshowerhadfallen,andafteritspassing,thesuncomingthroughthelightclouds,therehadbrokenforthagaininthetreesbrieftrillsandcallsandflutingofbirdnotes。
Theswardandfernsglitteredfreshgreenundertheraindrops;
theyoungleavesontreesandhedgeseemedvisiblytouncurl,theuncoveredearthlookedrichlydarkandmoist,andsentforththefragrancefromitsdeeps,which,risingtoaman’snostrils,stirsandthrillshimbecauseitisthescentoflife’sself。
Thebirduponthesaplingwasarobin,thetinyroundbodypercheduponhisdelicatelegs,plumpandbrightplumagedformating。Hetouchedhiswarmredbreastwithhisbeak,fluffedoutandshookhisfeathers,and,swellinghisthroat,pouredforthhissmall,entrancedsong。Itwasagay,brief,jauntything,butpure,joyous,gallant,liquidmelody。Therewasdaintybravadoinit,saucydemandandallurement。Itwasaddressedtosomeinvisiblehearerofthetendersex,andwheresoevershemightbehidden——whetheringreatbranchorlowthicketorhedge——therewashintednodoubtinhersmallwooer’snotethatshewouldhearitandinduetimerespond。MountDunstan,listening,evenlaughedatitsconfidentmusic。ThetinythingutteringitsCalloftheWorld——jubilantinthesuretyofanswer!
Havingflungitforth,hepausedamomentandwaited,hissmallheadturnedsideways,hisbig,round,dew—brightblackeyeroguishlyattentive。Thenwithmoreswellingofthethroathetrilledandrippledgaylyanew,undisturbedandundoubting,butwithatrifleofinsistence。Thenhelistened,triedagaintwoorthreetimes,withbravechirpsandexultantlittleroulades。"HereamI,thebright—breasted,theliquid—eyed,theslender—legged,thejoyousandconquering!Listentome——listentome。ListenandanswerinthecallofGod’sworld。"
Itwasthejoyandtriumphantfaithinthetinynoteofthetinything——Lifeashehimselfwas,thoughLifewhosemysteryhisman’shandcouldhavecrushed——which,whilehelaughed,setMountDunstanthinking。Springwarmthandspringscentsandspringnotessetaman’sbeingintunewithinfinitethings。
Thebrightrouladebeganagain,prolongeditselfwithrenewedeffort,rosetoitsheight,andended。Fromabushinthethicketfartheruptheroadaliquidanswercame。AndMountDunstan’slaughatthesoundofitwasechoedbyanotherwhichcameapparentlyfromthebankrisingfromtheroadontheothersideofthehedge,andaccompanyingthelaughwasagood—naturednasalvoice。
"She’scaughton。There’snomistakeaboutthat。Iguessit’stimeforyoutohustle,Mr。Rob。"
MountDunstanlaughedagain。JemSalterhadheardvoiceslikeit,andcheerfulslangphrasesofthesameorderinhisranchdays。Ontheothersideofhisparkfencetherewasevidentlysitting,throughsomeoddchance,anAmericanofthecheery,casualorder,notsufficientlypolishedbytraveltohavelosthispicturesquenationalcharacteristics。
MountDunstanputahandonabrokenpaneloffenceandleapedoverintotheroad。
Abicyclewaslyingupontheroadsidegrass,andonthebank,lookingasthoughhehadbeenshelteringhimselfunderthehedgefromtherain,satayoungmaninacheapbicyclingsuit。Hisfeaturesweresharplycutandkeen,hiscapwaspushedbackfromhisforehead,andhehadapairofshrewdlycarelessboyisheves。
MountDunstanlikedthelookofhim,andseeinghisnaturalstartattheunheraldedleapoverthegap,whichwasquiteclosetohim,hespoke。
"Good—morning,"hesaid。"IamafraidIstartledyou。"
"Good—morning,"wastheresponse。"Itwasabitofajoltseeingyoujumpalmostovermyshoulder。Wheredidyoucomefrom?Youmusthavebeenjustbehindme。"
"Iwas,"explainedMountDunstan。"Standingintheparklisteningtotherobin。"
Theyoungfellowlaughedoutright。
"Say,"hesaid,"thatwasprettyfine,wasn’tit?Wasn’thegettingitoffhischest!HewasanEnglishrobin,Iguess。
Americanrobinsarethreeorfourtimesasbig。Ilikedthatlittlechap。Hewasawinner。"
"YouareanAmerican?"
"Sure,"nodding。"GoodoldStarsandStripesformine。
FirsttimeI’vebeenhere。Camepartforbusinessandpartforpleasure。Havingthetimeofmylife。"
MountDunstansatdownbesidehim。Hewantedtohearhimtalk。Hehadlikedtoheartheranchmentalk。Thisonewasofthecitytype,buthisgenialconversationalwanderingswouldbefullofquaintslangandgoodspirits。Hewasquitereadytoconverse,aswasmademanifestbyhisnextspeech。
"I’mbikingthroughthecountrybecauseIoncehadanoldgrandmotherthatwasEnglish,andshewasalwaystalkingaboutEnglishcountry,andhowgreenthingswas,andhowtherewashedgesinsteadofrailfences。ShethoughttherewasnothinglikelittleoldEngland。Well,asfarasroadsandhedgesgo,I’mwithher。They’reallright。IwantedafellowI
metcrossing,tocomewithme,buthetookaCook’striptoParis。He’sagaysortofboy。Saidhedidn’twantanygreenlanesinhis。HewantedBoolyvard。"Helaughedagainandpushedhiscapfartherbackonhisforehead。"SaidI
wasn’tmuchofasport。ItellYOU,achapthat’sgottoearnhisfifteenper,andliveonit,can’tbeTOOmuchofasport。"
"Fifteenper?"MountDunstanrepeateddoubtfully。
Hiscompanionchuckled。
"IforgotIwastalkingtoanEnglishman。Fifteendollarsperweek——that’swhat`fifteenper’means。That’swhathetoldmehegetsatLobenstien’sbreweryinNewYork。Fifteenper。Notmuch,isit?"
"HowdoeshemanageContinentaltravelonfifteenper?"
MountDunstaninquired。
"He’satypewriterandstenographer,andhedugupsomeextrajobstodoatnight。He’sbeenworkingandsavingtwoyearstodothis。Wedidn’tcomeoverononeofthebiglinerswiththeFourHundred,youcanbet。Tookacheapone,insidecabin,secondclass。"
"ByGeorge!"saidMountDunstan。"ThatwasAmerican。"
TheAmericaneagleslightlyflappedhiswings。Theyoungmanpushedhiscapatriflesidewaysthistime,andflushedalittle。
"Well,whenanAmericanwantsanythinghegenerallyreachesoutforit。"
"Wasn’titrather——rash,consideringthefifteenper?"MountDunstansuggested。Hewasreallybeginningtoenjoyhimself。
"What’stheuseofmakingadollarandsittingonit。I’venotgotfifteenper——steady——andhereIam。"
MountDunstanknewhisman,andlookedathimwithinquiringinterest。Hewasquitesurehewouldgoon。Thiswasathinghehadseenbefore——anutterfreedomfromtheinsulargrudgingreserve,asortofoccultperceptionofthepresenceoffriendlysympathy,andaningenuousreadinesstomeetithalfway。Theyoungster,havingmissedhisfellow—traveler,andprobablyfeelingthelackofcompanionshipinhiscountryrides,wasinthemoodforself—revelation。
"I’msellingforabigconcern,"hesaid,"andI’vegotafirst—classarticletocarry。Uptodate,youknow,andallthat。It’sthetopnotchoftypewritingmachines,theDelkoff。
Everseenit?Here’smycard,"takingacardfromaninsidepocketandhandingittohim。Itwasinscribed:
J。BURRIDGE&SON,DELKOFFTYPEWRITERCO。
BROADWAY,NEWYORK。G。SELDEN。
"That’smyname,"hesaid,pointingtotheinscriptioninthecorner。"I’mG。Selden,thejuniorassistantofMr。Jones。"
Atthesightoftheinsigniaofhistrade,hisholidayairdroppedfromhim,andhehastilydrewfromanotherpocketanillustratedcatalogue。
"Ifyouuseatypewriter,"hebrokeforth,"Icanassureyouitwouldbetoyourinteresttolookatthis。"AndasMountDunstantooktheprofferedpamphlet,andwithamiablegravityopenedit,herapidlypouredforthhissalesman’spatter,scarcelypausingtotakehisbreath:"It’sthemostup—to—datemachineonthemarket。Ithasallthelatestimprovedmechanicalappliances。Youwillseefromthecutinthecataloguethattheplatenrolleriseasilyremovedwithoutalongmechanicaloperation。Allyoudoistosliptwopinsbackandoffcomestheroller。Thereisalsoanotherpointworthmentioning——theribbonswitch。Byusingthisribbonswitchyoucanwriteineitherredorblueinkwhileyouareusingonlyoneribbon。
Bythrowingtheswitchonthisside,youcanusethirteenyardsontheupperedgeoftheribbon,byreversingit,youusethirteenyardsontheloweredge——thusgettingpracticallytwenty—sixyardsofgood,serviceableribbonoutofonethatisonlythirteenyardslong——makingasavingoffiftypercent。inyourribbonexpenditurealone,whichyouwillseeisquiteanitemtoanyenterprisingfirm。"
Hewasobligedtopausehereforasecondorso,butasMountDunstanexhibitednosignsofintendingtouseviolence,and,onthecontrary,continuedtoinspectthecatalogue,hebrokeforthwithrenewedcheeryvolubility:
"Anotheradvantageisthenewbasketshift。Also,thecarriageonthismachineisperfectlystationaryandrigid。Onallothermachinesitisfastenedbyaseriesofconnectingboltsandlinks,whichyouwillreadilyunderstandmakesperfectalignmentuncertain。Thenourtabulatorisapartandparceloftheinstrument,costingyounothingmorethantheoriginalpriceofthemachine,whichisonehundreddollars——withoutdiscount。"
"Itseemsagoodthing,"saidMountDunstan。"IfIhadmuchbusinesstotransact,Ishouldbuyone。"
"Ifyouboughtoneyou’dHAVEbusiness,"respondedSelden。
"That’swhat’sthematter。It’stheup—to—datemachinesthatsetthingshumming。Aslow,old—fashionedtypewriterusesafirm’stime,andtime’smoney。"
"Idon’tfinditso,"saidMountDunstan。"IhavemoretimethanIcanpossiblyuse——andnomoney。"
G。Seldenlookedathimwithfriendlyinterest。Hisexperience,whichwasvaried,hadtaughthimtorecognizesymptoms。Thisnice,rough—lookingchap,who,despitehisrathershabbyclothes,lookedlikeagentleman,woreanexpressionJones’sjuniorassistanthadseenmanyatimebefore。Hehadseenitfrequentlyonthecountenancesofotherjuniorassistantswhohadtrampedthestreetsandmetmoreorlesssavagerebuffsthroughaday’slength,withoutdisposingofasingleDelkoff,andtherebyaddingfivedollarstothetenper。Itwasthekindofthingwhichwipedtheyouthoutofaman’sfaceandgavehimahard,wornlookabouttheeyes。Hehadlookedlikethathimselfmanyanunfeelingdaybeforehehadlearnedto"knowtheropesandnotmindabitofhotair。"
Hisbuoyant,slangysoulwasafriendlything。Hewasagregariouscreature,andlikedhisfellowman。Hefelt,indeed,moreateasewithhimwhenheneeded"jollyingalong。"
Reticencewasnotevenetiquetteinacaseasusualasthis。
"Say,"hebrokeout,"perhapsIoughtn’ttohaveworriedyou。
Areyouupagainstit?Downonyourluck,Imean,"inhastytranslation。
MountDunstangrinnedalittle。
"That’saverygoodwayofputtingit,"heanswered。"I
neverheard`upagainstit’before。It’sgood。Yes,I’mupagainstit。
"Outofajob?"withgenialsympathy。
"Well,thejobIhadwastoobigforme。Itneededcapital。"Hegrinnedslightlyagain,recallingaphraseofhisWesternpast。"I’mafraidI’mdownandout。"
"No,you’renot,"withcheerfulscorn。"You’renotdead,areyou?S’longasaman’snotbeendeadamonth,there’salwaysachancethatthere’sluckroundthecorner。Howdidyouhappenhere?Areyoupikingit?"
MomentarilyMountDunstanwasbaffled。G。Selden,recognisingthefact,enlightenedhim。"That’sNewYorkagain,"
hesaid,withaboyishtouchofapology。"Itmeansonthetramp。Travellingalongtheturnpike。Youdon’tlookasifyouhadcometothat——thoughit’squeerthesortoffellowsyoudomeetpikingsometimes。Theatricalcompaniesthathavegonetopiecesontheroad,youknow。Perhaps——"withasuddenthought,"you’reanactor。Areyou?"
MountDunstanadmittedtohimselfthathelikedthejuniorassistantofJonesimmensely。Amoreingenuouslycommonyoungman,amoreinnocentoutsider,ithadneverbeenhisblessedprivilegetoenterintocloseconversewith,buthisverycommonnesswasahealthy,normalthing。Itmadenoefforttowreatheitselfwithchapletsofelegance;itwasbeautifullyunawarethatsuchadornmentwasnecessary。Itenjoyeditself,youthfully;attackedtheearningofitsbreadwithgenialpluck,anditsgood—naturedhumannesshadtouchedhim。Hehadenjoyedhistalk;hewantedtohearmoreofit。Hewasnotinthemoodtolethimgohisway。ToPenzance,whowastolunchwithhimto—day,hewouldpresentastudyofabsorbinginterest。
"No,"heanswered。"I’mnotanactor。MynameisMountDunstan,andthisplace,"withanodoverhisshoulder,"ismine——butI’mupagainstit,nevertheless。"
Seldenlookedatrifledisgusted。Hebegantopickuphisbicycle。Hehadgivenadegreeofnaturalsympathy,andthiswasanEnglishchap’sideaofajoke。
"I’mthePrinceofWales,myself,"heremarked,"andmymother’sexpectingmetolunchatWindsor。Solong,melord,"andhesethisfootonthetreadle。
MountDunstanrose,feelingratherawkward。Thepointseemedsomewhatdifficulttocontend。
"Itisnotajoke,"hesaid,consciousthathespokeratherstiffly。
"LittleWillie’snotquiteaseasyashelooks,"wasthecrypticremarkofMr。Selden。
MountDunstanlosthisrathereasilylosttemper,whichhappenedtobethebestthinghecouldhavedoneunderthecircumstances。
"Damnit,"heburstout。"I’mnotsuchafoolasIevidentlylook。AniceassIshouldbetoplayanidiotjokelikethat。
I’mspeakingthetruth。Goifyoulike——andbehanged。"
Selden’sattentionwasarrested。Thefellowwasinearnest。
Theplacewashis。Hemustbetheearlchaphehadheardspokenofatthewaysidepublichousehehadstoppedatforapotofbeer。Hedismountedfromhisbicycle,andcameback,pushingitbeforehim,good—naturedrelentingandawkwardnesscombininginhislook。
"Allright,"hesaid。"Iapologise——ifit’scoldfact。I’mnotcallingyoualiar。"
"Thankyou,"stillalittlestiffly,fromMountDunstan。
TheunabashedgoodcheerofG。Seldencarriedhimlightlyoveraslightlydifficultmoment。Helaughed,pushinghiscapback,ofcourse,andlookingoverthehedgeatthesweepofpark,withagroupofdeercroppingsoftlyintheforeground。
"IguessIshouldgetabithotmyself,"hevolunteeredhandsomely,"ifIwasanearl,andownedaplacelikethis,andafoolfellowcamealongandtookmeforatramp。Thatwasaprettybadbreak,wasn’tit?ButIdidsayyoudidn’tlooklikeit。Anywayyouneedn’tmindme。Ishouldn’tgetontoPierpontMorganorW。K。Vanderbilt,ifImet’eminthestreet。"
HespokethetwonamesasanEnglishmanofhisclasswouldhavespokenoftheDukesofWestminsterorMarlborough。
Thesewerehisnobles——theheadsofthegreatAmericanhouses,andentirelyparallel,inhismind,withtheheadsofanygreathouseinEngland。Theywieldedthepoweroftheworld,andcouldwielditforevilorgood,asanyprinceordukemight。
MountDunstansawtheparallel。
"Iapologise,allright,"G。Seldenendedgenially。
"Iamnotoffended,"MountDunstananswered。"Therewasnoreasonwhyyoushouldknowmefromanotherman。
Iwastakenforagamekeeperafewweekssince。Iwassavageamoment,becauseyourefusedtobelieveme——andwhyshouldyoubelievemeafterall?"
G。Seldenhesitated。Helikedthefellowanyhow。
"Yousaidyouwereupagainstit——thatwasit。And——andI’veseenchapsdownontheirluckoftenenough。GoodLord,thehard—luckstoriesIheareverydayofmylife。Andtheygetasortoflookabouttheeyesandmouth。Ihatetoseeitonanyfellow。Itmakesmesortofsicktocomeacrossiteveninachapthat’sonlygothisfoolselftoblame。Imaybemakinganotherbreak,tellingyou——butyoulookedsortofthatway。"
"Perhaps,"stolidly,"Idid。"Then,hisvoicewarming,"Itwasjollygood—naturedofyoutothinkaboutitatall。
Thankyou。"
"That’sallright,"inpoliteacknowledgment。Thenwithanotherlookoverthehedge,"Say——whatoughtItocallyou?
Earl,ormyLord?"
"It’snotnecessaryforyoutocallmeanythinginparticular——asarule。Ifyouwerespeakingofme,youmightsayLordMountDunstan。"
G。Seldenlookedrelieved。
"Idon’twanttobetoomuchoff,"hesaid。"AndI’dliketoaskyouafavour。I’veonlythreeweekshere,andI
don’twanttomissanychances。"
"Whatchancewouldyoulike?"
"OneofthethingsI’mbikingoverthecountryfor,istogetalookatjustsuchaplaceasthis。Wehaven’tgot’eminAmerica。Myoldgrandmotherwasalwaystalkingaboutthem。BeforehermotherbroughthertoNewYorkshe’dlivedinavillagenearsomeparkgates,andshechinnedaboutittillshedied。WhenIwasalittlechapIlikedtohearher。Shewasn’tmuchofanAmerican。Woreablacknetcapwithpurpleribbonsinit,andhadn’toutlivedherrespectforaristocracy。Gee!"chuckling,"ifshe’dheardwhatI
saidtoyoujustnow,Ireckonshe’dhavethrownafit。AnyhowshemademefeelI’dliketoseethekindofplacesshetalkedabout。AndIshallthinkmyselfinluckifyou’llletmehavealookatyours——justabikearoundthepark,ifyoudon’tobject——orI’llleavethebikeoutside,ifyou’drather。"
"Idon’tobjectatall,"saidMountDunstan。"Thefactis,Ihappenedtobeonthepointofaskingyoutocomeandhavesomelunch——whenyougotonyourbicycle。"
Seldenpushedhiscapandclearedhisthroat。
"Iwasn’texpectingthat,"hesaid。"I’mprettydusty,"
withaglanceathisclothes。"Ineedawashandbrushup——
particularlyifthereareladies。"
Therewerenoladies,andhecouldbemadecomfortable。
Thisbeingexplainedtohim,hewasobviouslyrejoiced。Withunembarrassedfrankness,heexpressedexultation。Suchluckhadnot,atanytime,presenteditselftohimasapossibilityinhisholidayscheme。
"Bygee,"heejaculated,astheywalkedunderthebroadoaksoftheavenueleadingtothehouse。"Speakingofluck,thisisthelimit!Ican’thelpthinkingofwhatmygrandmotherwouldsayifshesawme。"
Hewasaneworderofcompanion,butbeforetheyhadreachedthehouse,MountDunstanhadbeguntofindhiminspiringtothespirits。Hisjovial,ifcrudeyouth,hisunaffectedacknowledgmentofunaccustomednesstograndeur,evenwhenindilapidation,hisdelightinthenoveltyoftheparticularformsofeverythingabouthim——treesandsward,fernsandmoss,hisopenself—congratulation,werewithoutdoubtcheerfulthings。
Hisexclamation,whentheycamewithinsightofthehouseitself,wasforamomentdisturbingtoMountDunstan’scomposure。
"Hullygee!"hesaid。"Theoldladywasright。AllI’vethoughtabout’emwas’wayoff。It’sbiggerthanamuseum。"Hisapprovalwasimmense。
Duringtheabsenceinwhichhewassuppliedwiththe"washandbrushup,"MountDunstanfoundMr。Penzanceinthelibrary。Heexplainedtohimwhathehadencountered,andhowithadattractedhim。
"YouhavelikedtohearmedescribemyWesternneighbours,"
hesaid。"ThisyoungsterisaNewYorkdevelopment,andofadifferenttype。Butthereisalikeness。Ihaveinvitedtolunchwithus,ayoungmanwhom——Tenham,forinstance,ifhewerehere——wouldcall`abounder。’Heisnothingofthesort。Inhisjunior—assistant—salesmanway,heisratherafinething。Ineversawanythingmoredecentlyhumanthanhiswayofaskingme——mantoman,makingfriendsbytheroadsideifIwas`upagainstit。’NootherfellowIhaveknownhaseverexhibitedthesamehealthysympathy。"
TheReverendLewiswasentranced。Alreadyhewasreallyquiteflushedwithinterest。AsAssyriancharacter,engraveduponsarcophogi,wouldhavealluredandthrilledhim,sowashealluredbythecrypticnatureofthetwoorthreeAmericanslangphrasesMountDunstanhadrepeatedtohim。Hiswasthestudent’ssimpleardour。
"Upagainstit,"heechoed。"Really!Dear!Dear!Andthatsignifies,yousay————"
"Apparentlyitmeansthatamanhascomefacetofacewithanobstacledifficultorimpossibletoovercome。"
"But,uponmyword,thatisnotbad。Itisstrongfigureofspeech。Itbringsupapicture。Amanhurryingtoanend——muchdesired——comesunexpectedlyuponastonewall。
Onecanalmostheartheimpact。Heisupagainstit。Mostvivid。Excellent!Excellent!"
ThenatureofSelden’scallingwassuchthathewasnotaccustomedtobeingreceivedwithahintofenthusiasticwelcome。
Therewassomethingalmostakintothisinthevicar’scourteouslyamiable,aquilinecountenancewhenherosetoshakehandswiththeyoungmanonhisentrance。Mr。Penzancewasindeedslightlydisappointedthathisgreetingwasnotrespondedtobysomecharacteristicphrasing。HisAmericanwasthatofSamSlickandArtemusWard,PunchandvariousEnglishwitticismsinanecdote。LifeatthevicarageofDunstanhadnotrevealedtohimthatthemodelhadbecomearchaic。
TherevelationdawneduponhimduringhisintercoursewithG。Selden。Theyoungmaninhischeapbicyclingsuitwasanewdevelopment。HewasmarkedlyunlikeanEnglishyouthofhisclass,ashewasneithershy,norlaboriouslyathisease。Thathewasathiseasetoquiteanamazingdegreemightperhapshavebeenremotelyresentedbytheinsularmind,accustomedtoanotherorderofbearinginitssocialinferiors,haditnotbeensoobviouslyfoundedonentireunconsciousnessofself,andsomingledwithopenappreciationoftheunanticipatedpleasuresoftheoccasion。NothingcouldhavebeenfartherfromG。Seldenthananydesiretoattempttoconveytheimpressionthathehadenjoyedthehospitalityofpersonsofrankonpreviousoccasions。Hefoundindeedagleefulpointinthejokeoftheincongruousnessofhisownpresenceamidsuchsurroundings。