"Telling won"t do, sir, when doing tells another story. Here are your directors astonished and vexed at you for coming back with not a word as to why you"ve come. O, how do I know it? It"s the talk o" the town! They bid you go back to the field of work you chose yourself, and you tell _them_--business men--financiers--that you"re "tired and anyhow----" By Jupiter! John March----"
"General, stop! I"ll manage my own business my own way, sir! It"s no choice of mine to speak so to you, General Halliday, but I swear I"ll not widen my confidences--no, nor modify my comings and goings--to provide against the looks of things. It"s the culpable who are careful, sir."
"Yes--yes--and "the simple pa.s.s on and are punished." I don"t ask you to widen your confidences to include me, John."
"Shan"t widen them to include anyone, under pressure, General. But it"s a pity when you know so much about these things, you don"t know more."
"I do, John. I know that when Jeff-Jack left here he left his proxy--at your solicitation--with John Wesley Garnet!"
"Which, he gave me to understand, was just what he intended to do, anyhow."
"O, gave you to understand, of course! But it wasn"t, John. Jeff-Jack"s still got too many uses for Garnet, to cross him without a good excuse.
But he knows what Gamble"s influence is, and a different request from you would have put his proxy in safer hands. He would have saved you, John, if you hadn"t yourself rushed in and spoken for Garnet."
"And why should you a.s.sume that Garnet"s holding the proxy has made----"
"Oh, bah! Why, John, d"ye reckon I don"t see that he and Bulger have gone over to Gamble, and are out-voting you--hauling you in hand over fist? It"s written in large letters and hung up where all Susie can read it--except yourself!"
"Where?"
"In your face. And now you"re staying here to stare at a lost game. O, John, for your own sake, get away! Clear out to-night! You can at least hide your helplessness. If you will, I"ll call you back as soon as you can gain anything by coming. Yes, and I"ll turn in and fight these fellows for you in the meantime!"
"Thank you, General, but you"re mistaken; the game _isn"t_ lost. The moment Jeff-Jack and I----"
"Ah! John, the moment"s gone! Ask yourself! Will Jeff-Jack ever join the forlorn hope of a man who won"t dance to his fiddle? _His_ self-sacrifices are not that sort."
"And yet that"s the very sacrifice you think I ought to let you make for me!"
"By Joe! sir, it wouldn"t be a sacrifice! If it will just get you out of town it will suit me perfectly!"
"Then, sir, you"ll not be suited! I"m going to stay here and see what my enemies are up to; and if they"re up to what I think they are, I"ll break their backs if I have to do it single-handed and alone! Good-day, sir."
"Good-day, John; that"s the way you"ll have to do it, sir."
"Devil take him," added the General as he found himself alone, "_he"s_ crossed the bar. It"s his heart that"s safe. O, Fan, my poor child!"
LXVII.
PROBLEM: IS AN UNCONFIRMED DISTRUST NECESSARILY A DEAD a.s.sET?
John went away heavy and bitter. Yet he remembered, this time, to take more care of his facial expression. He met Shotwell and Proudfit coming out of the best saloon. They stopped him, complimented his clothes and his legs, asked a question or two of genuine interest, poked him in the waistband, and regretted not meeting him sooner. Proudfit suggested, with the proper anathema, to go back and take a _re_-invigorator with Vice-President March. But the pleasant Shotwell said:
"You forget, Colonel, that ow a-able young friend belongs to Gideon"s ba-and, now, seh."
Proudfit made a vague gesture of acknowledgment. "And anyhow"--his tongue thickened and his head waggled playfully--"anyhow, Shot, a ladies" man"s just _got_ to keep his breath sweet, ain"t he?"
Shotwell looked as though the rolling earth had struck something. March paled, but he took the Captain"s cigar to light his own as he remarked:
"I don"t get the meaning of that expression as clear as I wish you"d make it, Colonel."
Shotwell pretended to burst with merriment. "Why, neither does the Colonel! That was only a sort o" glittering generality to hide his emba"a.s.sment--haw, haw, haw!"
Proudfit smiled modestly. "Shot, you"re right again! He"s right again, John. It was only one o" my grittlin" gen--my grilterin" geren--aw!
Shot, hush yo" fuss! you confu-use me!"
John was laughing before he knew it. "Gentlemen, I"ve got to get along home. I slept at Tom Hersey"s hotel last night, and haven"t seen my mother yet. O--eh--Captain----"
Shotwell left Proudfit and walked away with March. Persons rarely asked advice of the ever-amiable Captain; they went by him to Charley Champion, whom he reverenced as well as loved. And so he was thoroughly pleased when John actually let Champion pa.s.s them and asked him, in confidence, what he thought of Proudfit"s construction company.
"Well, of co"se, John, you know how fah Proudfit is fum being an a-able man; and so does he. He"s evm fool enough to think he can sharpen his wits with whiskey, which _you_ know, March, that if that was so I"d myself be as sharp as a ra-azor. But _I_ don"t suspicion but what everything"s clean and square--Oh, I wouldn"t swear n.o.body does; you know, yo"self, what double-ba"lled fools some men ah. I reckon just about everybody likes the arrangement, though; faw whetheh one company aw the otheh, aw both, make money, the money sta-ays. Yes, of co"se, we know he owes it to Garnet"s influence, but I suspicion Garnet done as he did mo" to gratify Miz Proudfit"s ambitions than fum any notion o" they being big money in it faw anybody; you know how fawnd Garnet"s always been of both of "em, you know. Oh, no, whateveh the thing is, it"s square! You might know that by Pettigrew bein" its seccata"y; faw to eh is _human_--which Pettigrew _ain"t_."
John mounted a horse and started for Widewood. He had to stop and shake hands with Parson Tombs over his front palings, and make an honest effort to feel annoyed by the old man"s laughter-laden compliments on his energy, enterprise, and perspicacity. At the Halliday cottage he saw Fannie clipping roses from the porch trellis for Martha Salter, who stood by. She waved her hand.
"John March, I do believe you were going to gallop right a-past us without stopping!" said Fannie, as he tardily wheeled and rode slowly up to the low gate.
He answered awkwardly, and when she gave him a rose, looked across at Miss Salter, whose gravity increased his discomfort. A dash up the slope beyond the Academy was a partial relief only while it lasted, and at the top, where his horse dropped into a trot, he lifted the flower as if to toss it over the hedge, but faltered, bent forward, and stuck it into the animal"s head-stall. As he straightened up he found himself in the company of a tall rider going his way, whom he had pa.s.sed on the slope--the president of Suez University.
"I believe you"re not often overtaken, once you"re in the saddle, Mr.
March."
John "reckoned that was so," and said that as he came up the hill he had been so busy thinking, that he had not recognized the quiet gray man in time to salute him. The poverty-chastened gentleman had "seen how it was," and began to speak of the great changes impending over Widewood and in Suez, princ.i.p.ally due, he insisted with a very agreeable dignity, to Mr. March"s courageous and untiring perseverance.
"It"s true you couldn"t have succeeded without some support from such resolute and catholic spirits as Major Garnet and President Gamble; but when I lately spoke to them they said emphatically that, in comparison with you, they had done nothing; and Mr. Leggett, who was present, confirmed them and included himself. He had brought them to me to urge me to take a few shares which were for the moment available. The holder, I believe, was the lady who teaches French here in the Academy, Mademoiselle Eglantine; yes. I have no money to invest, however, and Mr.
Leggett tells me she has changed her mind again and will keep the stock, which I am sure is wise. The Construction Company?--I think it an excellent idea; admirable! I mustn"t detain you, Mr. March, though I have a request to make. Possibly you know that our more advanced students gather for an hour or so once a week in what we"ve named our Social Hall, for various forms of profitable entertainment? Now and then we have the good fortune to have some man of mark address us informally, and if you, Mr. March, would do so, there"s no one else in this region whom our young people would be so pleased to hear."
John thanked the president for the honor. If there was only something, anything, on which he was really qualified to speak--but----
"Mr. March, speak on the imperative need of organized effort harmoniously combined, for the accomplishment of almost all large undertakings! Or on the growing necessity men find to trust their interest in one another"s hands! Oh! you can hardly be at a loss for a theme, I"m sure; but those are points which, it seems to me, our state of society here makes it especially needful to emphasize. Don"t you think so, Mr. March?"
Mr. March thought so; ahem! There was a pause, and then they talked of the loveliness of the season. The temperature, they decided, must be about seventy-seven. And what a night the last one had been! Mr. March had attended a meeting of the land company"s board, which did not adjourn until very late, but he simply had to take a long walk in the starlight afterward, and even when that was done he stayed up until an absurd hour writing a description of the glorious Southern night to a friend in New England who was still surrounded by frozen hills and streams.
"I hardly know an easier way to delight a New Englander"s fancy at this time of year," said the gray president. "Or is your friend a Southern man?"
"Oh--eh--no, sir, she"s a Southern girl. I--well, I had to write her on business, anyhow, and I just yielded to the impulse--wrote it, really, more to myself than----"
Mr. March dreamed a moment and presently spoke again.
"It"s barely possible I shall have to leave town to-morrow or next day, sir; if I don"t I"ll try to meet your wish. Well, sir, good-day." He galloped on.
John had often before left Suez and crossed the old battle-field benumbed with consternation and galled with doubts of himself; but he had always breathed in new strength among the Widewood hills. Not so to-day. When once or twice he let his warm horse walk and his thought seek rest, the approbations of Proudfit and Shotwell, Parson Tombs, the president of Suez University, and such--Oh! they only filled him with gaspings. He tried to think what man of real weight there still was with whose efforts he might "harmoniously combine" his own; but he knew well enough there was not one who had not, seemingly through some error of his, drifted beyond his hail.
As the turnings of the mountain road led him from each familiar vista to the next, more and more grievously bore down upon his spirit the sacred charge which he had inherited along with this majestic forest. His father"s presence and voice seemed with him again as at one point he halted a moment because it had been the father"s habit to do so, and gazed far down and away upon Suez and off in the west where Rosemont"s roof and grove lay in a flood of sunlight.
"Oh, son," he could almost hear the dear voice say again, as just there it had once said, "I do believe it"s fah betteh to get cheated once in a while than to be afraid to trust those who"re not afraid to trust us.