"I think a classical name would be best for the boat,"she declared."Something like 'Arethusa' or 'The Nereid.'"They rose from the table and passed into the library.
The evening was sultry, threatening a rain-storm, and they preferred not to sit on the "stoop." Jadwin lit a cigar; he still wore his business clothes--the inevitable "cutaway," white waistcoat, and grey trousers of the middle-aged man of affairs.
"Oh, call her the 'Artemis,'" suggested Page.
"Well now, to tell the truth," observed Jadwin "those names look pretty in print; but somehow I don't fancy them.They're hard to read, and they sound somehow frilled up and fancy.But if you're satisfied, Laura----""I knew a young man once," began Aunt Wess', "who had a boat--that was when we lived at Kenwood and Mr.Wessels belonged to the 'Farragut'--and this young man had a boat he called 'Fanchon.' He got tipped over in her one day, he and the three daughters of a lady I knew well, and two days afterward they found them at the bottom of the lake, all holding on to each other; and they fetched them up just like that in one piece.The mother of those girls never smiled once since that day, and her hair turned snow white.That was in 'seventy-nine.I remember it perfectly.The boat's name was 'Fanchon.'""But that was a sail boat, Aunt Wess'," objected Laura.
"Ours is a steam yacht.There's all the difference in the world.""I guess they're all pretty risky, those pleasure boats," answered Aunt Wess'."My word, you couldn't get me to set foot on one."Jadwin nodded his head at Laura, his eyes twinkling.
"Well, we'll leave 'em all at home, Laura, when we go,"he said.
A little later one of Page's "young men" called to see her, and Page took him off into the drawing-room across the hall.Mrs.Wessels seized upon the occasion to slip away unobserved, and Laura and Jadwin were left alone.
"Well, my girl," began Jadwin, "how's the day gone with you?"She had been seated at the centre table, by the drop light--the only light in the room--turning over the leaves of "The Age of Fable," looking for graceful and appropriate names for the yacht.Jadwin leaned over her and put his hand upon her shoulder.
"Oh, about the same as usual," she answered."I told Page and Aunt Wess' this morning.""What did they have to say?" Jadwin laid a soft but clumsy hand upon Laura's head, adding, "Laura, you have the most wonderful hair I ever saw.""Oh, they were not surprised.Curtis, don't, you are mussing me." She moved her head impatiently; but then smiling, as if to mitigate her abruptness, said, "It always makes me nervous to have my hair touched.No, they were not surprised; unless it was that we were to be married so soon.They were surprised at that.You know I always said it was too soon.Why not put it off, Curtis--until the winter?"But he scouted this, and then, as she returned to the subject again, interrupted her, drawing some papers from his pocket.
"Oh, by the way," he said, "here are the sketch plans for the alterations of the house at Geneva.The contractor brought them to the office to-day.He's made that change about the dining-room.""Oh," exclaimed Laura, interested at once, "you mean about building on the conservatory?""Hum--no," answered Jadwin a little slowly."You see, Laura, the difficulty is in getting the thing done this summer.When we go up there we want everything finished, don't we? We don't want a lot of workmen clattering around.I thought maybe we could wait about that conservatory till next year, if you didn't mind."Laura acquiesced readily enough, but Jadwin could see that she was a little disappointed.Thoughtful, he tugged his mustache in silence for a moment.Perhaps, after all, it could be arranged.Then an idea presented itself to him.Smiling a little awkwardly, he said:
"Laura, I tell you what.I'll make a bargain with you."She looked up as he hesitated.Jadwin sat down at the table opposite her and leaned forward upon his folded arms.
"Do you know," he began, "I happened to think---- Well, here's what I mean," he suddenly declared decisively.
"Do you know, Laura, that ever since we've been engaged you've never---- Well, you've never--never kissed me of your own accord.It's foolish to talk that way now, isn't it? But, by George! That would be--would be such a wonderful thing for me.I know," he hastened to add, "I know, Laura, you aren't demonstrative.I ought not to expect, maybe, that you---- Well, maybe it isn't much.But I was thinking a while ago that there wouldn't be a sweeter thing imaginable for me than if my own girl would come up to me some time--when Iwasn't thinking--and of her own accord put her two arms around me and kiss me.And--well, I was thinking about it, and--" He hesitated again, then finished abruptly with, "And it occurred to me that you never had."Laura made no answer, but smiled rather indefinitely, as she continued to search the pages of the book, her head to one side.
Jadwin continued:
"We'll call it a bargain.Some day--before very long, mind you--you are going to kiss me--that way, understand, of your own accord, when I'm not thinking of it; and I'll get that conservatory in for you.I'll manage it somehow.I'll start those fellows at it to-morrow--twenty of 'em if it's necessary.How about it?
Is it a bargain? Some day before long.What do you say?"Laura hesitated, singularly embarrassed, unable to find the right words.
"Is it a bargain?" persisted Jadwin.
"Oh, if you put it that way," she murmured, "I suppose so--yes.""You won't forget, because I shan't speak about it again.Promise you won't forget.""No, I won't forget.Why not call her the 'Thetis'?""I was going to suggest the 'Dart,' or the 'Swallow,'
or the 'Arrow.' Something like that--to give a notion of speed.""No.I like the 'Thetis' best."
"That settles it then.She's your steam yacht, Laura."Later on, when Jadwin was preparing to depart, they stood for a moment in the hallway, while he drew on his gloves and took a fresh cigar from his case.
