"But are you sure--"
"Yes, Yes. I"m not crazy; it isn"t a dream he was there--and I met him--I couldn"t run away--I put out my hand; I couldn"t help it--I thought I should give way; and he took it; and then--then we were engaged. I don"t know what we said: I went in to look at the "Joan of Arc" again, and there was no one else there. He seemed to feel just as I did. I don"t know whether either of us spoke. But we, knew we were engaged, and we began to talk."
Mrs. Pasmer began to laugh. To her irreverent soul only the droll side of the statement appeared.
"Don"t, mamma!" pleaded Alice piteously.
"No, no; I won"t. But I hope Dan Mavering will be a little more definite about it when I"m allowed to see him. Why couldn"t he have come in with you?"
"It would have killed me. I couldn"t let him see me cry, and I knew I should break down."
"He"ll have to see you cry a great many times, Alice," said her mother, with almost unexampled seriousness.
"Yes, but not yet--not so soon. He must think I"m very gloomy, and I want to be always bright and cheerful with him. He knows why I wouldn"t let him come in; he knew I was going to have a cry."
Mrs. Pasmer continued to laugh.
"Don"t, mamma!" pleaded Alice.
"No, I won"t," replied her mother, as before. "I suppose he was mystified. But now, if it"s really settled between you, he"ll be coming here soon to see your papa and me."
"Yes--to-night."
"Well, it"s very sudden," said Mrs. Pasmer. "Though I suppose these things always seem so."
"Is it too sudden?" asked Alice, with misgiving. "It seemed so to me when it was going on, but I couldn"t stop it."
Her mother laughed at her simplicity. "No, when it begins once, nothing can stop it. But you"ve really known each other a good while, and for the last six weeks at least you"ve known you own mind about him pretty clearly. It"s a pity you couldn"t have known it before."
"Yes, that"s what he says. He says it was such a waste of time. Oh, everything he says is perfectly fascinating!"
Her mother laughed and laughed again.
"What is it, mamma? Are you laughing at me?"
"Oh no. What an idea!"
"He couldn"t seem to understand why I didn"t say Yes the first time, if I meant it." She looked down dreamily at her hands in her lap, and then she said, with a blush and a start, "They"re very queer, don"t you think?"
"Who?"
"Young men."
"Oh, very."
"Yes," Alice went on musingly. "Their minds are so different. Everything they say and do is so unexpected, and yet it seems to be just right."
Mrs. Pasmer asked herself if this single-mindedness was to go on for ever, but she had not the heart to treat it with her natural levity.
Probably it was what charmed Mavering with the child. Mrs. Pasmer had the firm belief that Mavering was not single-minded, and she respected him for it. She would not spoil her daughter"s perfect trust and hope by any of the cynical suggestions of her own dark wisdom, but entered into her mood, as such women are able to do, and flattered out of her every detail of the morning"s history. This was a feat which Mrs. Pasmer enjoyed for its own sake, and it fully satisfied the curiosity which she naturally felt to know all. She did not comment upon many of the particulars; she opened her eyes a little at the notion of her daughter sitting for two or three hours and talking with a young man in the galleries of the Museum, and she asked if anybody they knew had come in.
When she heard that there were only strangers, and very few of them, she said nothing; and she had the same consolation in regard to the walking back and forth in the Garden. She was so full of potential escapades herself, so apt to let herself go at times, that the fact of Alice"s innocent self-forgetfulness rather satisfied a need of her mother"s nature; she exulted in it when she learned that there were only nurses and children in the Garden.
"And so you think you won"t take up art this winter?" she said, when, in the process of her cross-examination, Alice had left the sofa and got as far as the door, with her hat in her hand and her sacque on her arm.
"No."
"And the Sisters of St. James--you won"t join them either?"
The girl escaped from the room.
"Alice! Alice!" her mother called after her; she came back. "You haven"t told me how he happened to be there."
"Oh, that was the most amusing part of it. He had gone there to keep an appointment with two ladies from Portland. They were to take him up in their carriage and drive out to Cambridge, and when he saw me he forgot all about them."
"And what became of them?"
"We don"t know. Isn"t it ridiculous?"
If it appeared other or more than this to Mrs. Pasmer, she did not say. She merely said, after a moment, "Well, it was certainly devoted, Alice," and let her go.
XXVI.
Mavering came in the evening, rather excessively well dressed, and with a hot face and cold hands. While he waited, nominally alone, in the little drawing room for Mr. Pasmer, Alice flew in upon him for a swift embrace, which prolonged itself till the father"s step was heard outside the door, and then she still had time to vanish by another: the affair was so nicely adjusted that if Mavering had been in his usual mind he might have fancied the connivance of Mrs. Pasmer.
He did not say what he had meant to say to Alice"s father, but it seemed to serve the purpose, for he emerged presently from the sound of his own voice, unnaturally clamorous, and found Mr. Pasmer saying some very civil things to him about his character and disposition, so far as they had been able to observe it, and their belief and trust in him. There seemed to be something provisional or probational intended, but Dan could not make out what it was, and finally it proved of no practical effect. He merely inferred that the approval of his family was respectfully expected, and he hastened to say, "Oh, that"s all right, sir." Mr. Pasmer went on with more civilities, and lost himself in dumb conjecture as to whether Mavering"s father had been in the cla.s.s before him or the cla.s.s after him in Harvard. He used his black eyebrows a good deal during the interview, and Mavering conceived an awe of him greater than he had felt at Campobello, yet not unmixed with the affection in which the newly accepted lover embraces even the relations of his betrothed. From time to time Mr. Pasmer looked about with the vague glance of a man unused to being so long left to his own guidance; and one of these appeals seemed at last to bring Mrs. Pasmer through the door, to the relief of both the men, for they had improvidently despatched their business, and were getting out of talk. Mr. Pasmer had, in fact, already asked Dan about the weather outside when his wife appeared.
Dan did not know whether he ought to kiss her or not, but Mrs. Pasmer did not in the abstract seem like a very kissing kind of person, and he let himself be guided by this impression, in the absence of any fixed principle applying to the case. She made some neat remark concerning the probable settlement of the affair with her husband, and began to laugh and joke about it in a manner that was very welcome to Dan; it did not seem to him that it ought to be treated so solemnly.
But though Mrs. Pasmer laughed and joked; he was aware of her meaning business--business in the nicest sort of a way, but business after all, and he liked her for it. He was glad to be explicit about his hopes and plans, and told what his circ.u.mstances were so fully that Mrs. Pasmer, whom his frankness gratified and amused, felt obliged to say that she had not meant to ask so much about his affairs, and he must excuse her if she had seemed to do so. She had her own belief that Mavering would understand, but she did not mind that. She said that, of course, till his own family had been consulted, it must not be considered seriously--that Mr. Pasmer insisted upon that point; and when Dan vehemently a.s.serted the acquiescence of his family beforehand, and urged his father"s admiration for Alice in proof, she reminded him that his mother was to be considered, and put Mr. Pasmer"s scruples forward as her own reason for obduracy. In her husband"s presence she attributed to him, with his silent a.s.sent, all sorts of reluctances and delicate compunctions; she gave him the importance which would have been naturally a husband"s due in such an affair, and ingratiated herself more and more with the young man. She ignored Mr. Pasmer"s withdrawal when it took place, after a certain lapse of time, and as the moment had come for that, she began to let herself go. She especially approved of the idea of going abroad and confessed her disappointment with her present experiment of America, where it appeared there was no leisure cla.s.s of men sufficiently large to satisfy the social needs of Mr.
Pasmer"s nature, and she told Dan that he might expect them in Europe before long. Perhaps they might all three meet him there. At this he betrayed so clearly that he now intended his going to Europe merely as a sequel to his marrying Alice, while he affected to fall in with all Mrs.
Pasmer said, that she grew fonder than ever of him for his ardour and his futile duplicity. If it had been in Dan"s mind to take part in the rite, Mrs. Pasmer was quite ready at this point to embrace him with motherly tenderness. Her tough little heart was really in her throat with sympathy when she made an errand for the photograph of an English vicarage, which they had hired the summer of the year before, and she sent Alice back with it alone.
It seemed so long since they had met that the change in Alice did not strike him as strange or as too rapidly operated. They met with the fervour natural after such a separation, and she did not so much a.s.sume as resume possession of him. It was charming to have her do it, to have her act as if they had always been engaged, to have her try to press down the cowlick that started capriciously across his crown, and to straighten his necktie, and then to drop beside him on the sofa; it thrilled and awed him; and he silently worshipped the superior composure which her s.e.x has in such matters. Whatever was the provisional interpretation which her father and mother pretended to put upon the affair, she apparently had no reservations, and they talked of their future as a thing a.s.sured. The Dark Ages, as they agreed to call the period of despair for ever closed that morning, had matured their love till now it was a rapture of pure trust. They talked as if nothing could prevent its fulfilment, and they did not even affect to consider the question of his family"s liking it or not liking it. She said that she thought his father was delightful, and he told her that his father had taken the greatest fancy to her at the beginning, and knew that Dan was in love with her. She asked him about his mother, and she said just what he could have wished her to say about his mother"s sufferings, and the way she bore them. They talked about Alice"s going to see her.
"Of course your father will bring your sisters to see me first."
"Is that the way?" he asked: "You may depend upon his doing the right thing, whatever it is."
"Well, that"s the right thing," she said. "I"ve thought it out; and that reminds me of a duty of ours, Dan!"
"A duty?" he repeated, with a note of reluctance for its untimeliness.
"Yes. Can"t you think what?"
"No; I didn"t know there was a duty left in the world."