Keziah Coffin

Chapter 27

"What?" she cried, in utter astonishment.

"Yes. It"s true. We had what was next door to a real quarrel after dinner to-day. It would have been a real one if I hadn"t walked off and left him. He"s as set as the rock of Gibraltar, and--"

"And your foundations ain"t given to slippin" much. Nat Hammond, I"m surprised at you! What was it all about? Religion?"

"No, not a sliver of religion in it. If "twas that, I could dodge, or haul down my colors, if I had to. But it"s somethin" worse, enough sight worse. Somethin" I can"t do--even for dad--and won"t either. Keziah, he"s dead set on my marryin" Grace. Says if I don"t he"ll know that I don"t really care a tin nickel for him, or for his wishes, or what becomes of the girl after he"s gone."

"Nat!"

"It"s a fact. You see, dad realizes, better"n I thought he did, that his health is pretty shaky and that he is likely to founder "most any time.

He says that don"t worry him; if he knew Grace and I were provided for he"d slip his cable with a clean manifest. But the dream of his life, he says, has been that we should marry. And he wants to see it done."

Keziah was silent for a moment. Then she said slowly:

"And Grace herself? How does she feel about it? Has he spoken to her?"

"I don"t know. I guess likely he has. Perhaps that"s why she"s been so sort of mournful lately. But never mind whether he has or not; I won"t do it and I told him so. He got red hot in a jiffy. I was ungrateful and stubborn and all sorts of things. And I, bein" a Hammond, with some of the Hammond balkiness in me, I set my foot down as hard as his. And we had it until--until--well, until I saw him stagger and tremble so that I actually got scared and feared he was goin" to keel over where he stood.

""Why can"t you?" he kept sayin". "But WHY can"t you? Ain"t she a girl anyone would be proud to have for a wife?" "Course there was no answer to that but yes. Then back he comes again with "Then why can"t you?" At last, bein" frightened, as I said, that he might have another shock or somethin", I said I"d think it over and come away and left him. And I come straight to you. Keziah, what shall I do? What can you say to help me?"

Keziah was silent. She was looking, not at her companion, but at the carpet center of one of the braided rugs on the floor. Her face was very grave and the lines about her mouth seemed to deepen. Her hands, clasped in her lap, tightened one upon the other. But her voice was calm when, at last, she spoke.

"Nat," she said, "there"s only one thing I can say. And that"s what your father said: Why can"t you?"

The captain sprang from his chair.

"What?" he cried incredulously. "What are you sayin"?"

"Just what your father said, Nat. Why can"t you marry Grace? She"s a dear, good girl and--"

"That be--keelhauled! Keziah Coffin, you sit there and ask me why I can"t marry her! YOU do?"

"Yes, Nat."

"Keziah, you"re crazy! Don"t talk to me like that. We"re not jokin" now.

You know why I can"t marry her, nor anyone else in this round world but you."

"Nat, I can"t marry you."

"I know, I know. You"re always sayin" that. But you don"t mean it. You can"t mean it. Why, you and me have been picked out for each other by the Almighty, Keziah. I swear I believe just that. We went together when we were boy and girl, to parties and such. We was promised when I first went to sea. If it hadn"t been for that fool row we had--and "twas all my fault and I know it--you never would have let that da--that miserable Anse Coffin come near you. And when "twas too late and you"d married him, the mean, drunken, cruel--"

"Hush, Nat! hush! Stop it!"

"He was, and you know he was. Yes, and worse besides. Runnin" off and leavin" a wife like you to--Oh, my G.o.d! when I think I might have been your husband to look out for you and take care of you! That you might have been with me on board my ships. That, when I come down the companion on stormy nights I might have found you there to comfort me and--O Keziah! we aren"t young any more. What"s the use of foolin"? I want you. I"m goin" to have you. Coffin is dead these ten years. When I heard he was drowned off there in Singapore, all I could say was: "Serve him right!" And I say it now. I come home then more determined to get you. Say yes, and let"s be happy. Do!"

"I can"t, Nat."

"Why not? For Heaven sakes! why not? Don"t you care for me? You"ve let me think--well, at any rate, I have thought you did. You used to. Don"t you?"

"Nat, I--I care for you more than anybody else on earth. But I can"t marry you. Oh, don"t keep askin" it! Please don"t. I can"t marry you, Nat. No!"

"Well, not now, maybe. Not this month, or even this year, perhaps, but some day--"

"No, Nat. You must listen. There"s no use of this goin" on any longer. I mean it. I can"t marry you."

"You won"t, you mean."

"Well, if you wish to think so. Then I won"t."

"But by and by--"

"No, not by and by. Never, Nat. Never."

He drew his hand across his forehead.

"Never!" he repeated, more to himself than to her.

"Never. Yes, Nat."

"Then, by the everlastin"! I"ll do somethin"--"

"No, no, you won"t. Nat Hammond, I know you. You"re a great big, brave-hearted, sensible man. You won"t be foolish. You"ll do--yes, I think you"d better do just what your father asks you to do. Marry Grace, if she wants you and will have you. She"ll make you a good wife; you"ll learn to care for her, and I know she"ll have the best husband that a girl could hope for. And you and I will be friends, just as we"ve always been, and--"

"Keziah, stop that! Stop it, do you hear! I don"t want to listen to such stuff. I tell you I"m past soft soap, and I didn"t think you"d give it to me."

"Nat!"

"Oh, yes, "Nat"! A lot you care for "Nat"! Not a reason on G.o.d"s footstool why you won"t have me--except one, and that one that you don"t want me."

"Please, Nat! I can hardly believe this is you. This trouble with your father has upset you. You don"t mean what you say. You"re not talkin"

like yourself and--"

"Stop it, I tell you. I don"t feel like myself. I banked on you, Keziah.

I"ve lived for you. And now--O Keziah, take it back! Give me a little hope, just enough to keep my head above water."

"I"d like to, Nat. I only wish I could. But "twouldn"t be any use. I can"t do it."

He s.n.a.t.c.hed his hat from the table and strode to the door. Turning, he looked at her.

"All right," he said chokingly. "All right. Good-by."

His steps sounded on the oilcloth of the kitchen. Then the back door slammed. He was gone.

Keziah started, as if the slam of the door had been an electric shock.

During the interview she had been pale and grave but outwardly calm. Now she sank wearily down in the chair from which she had risen and her head dropped forward upon her arms on the table. The letter she had been reading before Captain Nat"s arrival fell from her waist to the floor and lay there, its badly spelled and blotted lines showing black and fateful against the white paper. And she cried, tears of utter loneliness and despair.

The clouds thickened as the afternoon pa.s.sed. The setting sun was hidden behind them; over the horizon of ocean and bay the fog banks were rolling in tumbled, crumpled ma.s.ses. The shadows in the lonely sitting room deepened. There came a knock at the dining-room door.

Keziah sprang from her chair, smoothed her hair, hastily wiped her eyes, picked up the dropped letter and went to admit the visitor, whoever he or she might be. She was glad of the shadows, they prevented her face from being seen too plainly.

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