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第4章

It was, perhaps, an unfortunate thing for the women, particularly as he brought to each trial a surprising freshness, which was very deceptive, and quite distinct from the 'blase' familiarity of the man of gallantry.It was this perennial virginity of the affections that most endeared him to the best women, who were prone to exercise toward him a chivalrous protection,--as of one likely to go astray, unless looked after,--and indulged in the dangerous combination of sentiment with the highest maternal instincts.It was this quality which caused Jenny to recognize in him a certain boyishness that required her womanly care, and even induced her to offer to accompany him to the cross-roads when the time for his departure arrived.With her superior knowledge of woodcraft and the locality, she would have kept him from being lost.I wot not but that she would have protected him from bears or wolves, but chiefly, I think, from the feline fascinations of Mame Robinson and Lucy Rance, who might be lying in wait for this tender young poet.

Nor did she cease to be thankful that Providence had, so to speak, delivered him as a trust into her hands.

It was a lovely night.The moon swung low, and languished softly on the snowy ridge beyond.There were quaint odors in the still air; and a strange incense from the woods perfumed their young blood, and seemed to swoon in their pulses.Small wonder that they lingered on the white road, that their feet climbed, unwillingly the little hill where they were to part, and that, when they at last reached it, even the saving grace of speech seemed to have forsaken them.

For there they stood alone.There was no sound nor motion in earth, or woods, or heaven.They might have been the one man and woman for whom this goodly earth that lay at their feet, rimmed with the deepest azure, was created.And, seeing this, they turned toward each other with a sudden instinct, and their hands met, and then their lips in one long kiss.

And then out of the mysterious distance came the sound of voices, and the sharp clatter of hoofs and wheels, and Jenny slid away--a white moonbeam--from the hill.For a moment she glimmered through the trees, and then, reaching the house, passed her sleeping father on the veranda, and, darting into her bedroom, locked the door, threw open the window, and, falling on her knees beside it, leaned her hot cheeks upon her hands, and listened.In a few moments she was rewarded by the sharp clatter of hoofs on the stony road; but it was only a horseman, whose dark figure was swiftly lost in the shadows of the lower road.At another time she might have recognized the man; but her eyes and ears were now all intent on something else.It came presently with dancing lights, a musical rattle of harness, a cadence of hoof-beats, that set her heart to beating in unison--and was gone.A sudden sense of loneliness came over her; and tears gathered in her sweet eyes.

She arose, and looked around her.There was the little bed, the dressing-table, the roses that she had worn last night, still fresh and blooming in the little vase.Every thing was there; but every thing looked strange.The roses should have been withered, for the party seemed so long ago.She could hardly remember when she had worn this dress that lay upon the chair.So she came back to the window, and sank down beside it, with her cheek a trifle paler, leaning on her hand, and her long braids reaching to the floor.

The stars paled slowly, like her cheek; yet with eyes that saw not, she still looked from her window for the coming dawn.

It came, with violet deepening into purple, with purple flushing into rose, with rose shining into silver, and glowing into gold.

The straggling line of black picket-fence below, that had faded away with the stars, came back with the sun.What was that object moving by the fence? Jenny raised her head, and looked intently.

It was a man endeavoring to climb the pickets, and falling backward with each attempt.Suddenly she started to her feet, as if the rosy flushes of the dawn had crimsoned her from forehead to shoulders; then she stood, white as the wall, with her hands clasped upon her bosom; then, with a single bound, she reached the door, and, with flying braids and fluttering skirt, sprang down the stairs, and out to the garden walk.When within a few feet of the fence, she uttered a cry, the first she had given,--the cry of a mother over her stricken babe, of a tigress over her mangled cub;and in another moment she had leaped the fence, and knelt beside Ridgeway, with his fainting head upon her breast.

"My boy, my poor, poor boy! who has done this?"Who, indeed? His clothes were covered with dust; his waistcoat was torn open; and his handkerchief, wet with the blood it could not stanch, fell from a cruel stab beneath his shoulder.

"Ridgeway, my poor boy! tell me what has happened."Ridgeway slowly opened his heavy blue-veined lids, and gazed upon her.Presently a gleam of mischief came into his dark eyes, a smile stole over his lips as he whispered slowly,--"It--was--your kiss--did it, Jenny dear.I had forgotten--how high-priced the article was here.Never mind, Jenny!"--he feebly raised her hand to his white lips,--"it was--worth it," and fainted away.

Jenny started to her feet, and looked wildly around her.Then, with a sudden resolution, she stooped over the insensible man, and with one strong effort lifted him in her arms as if he had been a child.When her father, a moment later, rubbed his eyes, and awoke from his sleep upon the veranda, it was to see a goddess, erect and triumphant, striding toward the house with the helpless body of a man lying across that breast where man had never lain before,--a goddess, at whose imperious mandate he arose, and cast open the doors before her.And then, when she had laid her unconscious burden on the sofa, the goddess fled; and a woman, helpless and trembling, stood before him,--a woman that cried out that she had "killed him," that she was "wicked, wicked!" and that, even saying so, staggered, and fell beside her late burden.And all that Mr.

McClosky could do was to feebly rub his beard, and say to himself vaguely and incoherently, that "Jinny had fetched him."

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