"If you mean Robert, he is a familiar in every family circle around the lake. It is his way, isn"t it? I don"t suppose he is more intimate here than at Lottie"s, is he? Or at Dolly"s or Imogene"s?"
"They are his sisters," returned MacBirney, curtly.
"Lottie isn"t. And I thought you wanted me rather to cultivate Robert, didn"t you, Walter?" asked Alice indifferently.
He was annoyed to be reminded of the fact but made no reply.
"Robert is a delightfully interesting man," continued Alice recklessly, "don"t you think so?"
MacBirney returned to the quarrel from another quarter. "Do you know how much money you have spent here at Cedar Lodge in the last four months?"
Alice maintained her composure. "I haven"t an idea."
He paused. "I will tell you how much, since you"re so very superior to the subject. Just twice as much as we spent the first five years we were married."
"Quite a difference, isn"t it?"
"It is--quite a difference. And the difference is reckless extravagance. You seem to have lost your head."
"Suppose it is reckless extravagance! What do you mean to say--that I spent all the money? This establishment is of your choosing, isn"t it?
And have you spent nothing? How do you expect to move in a circle of people such as live around this lake without reckless extravagance?"
"By using a little common-sense in your expenditures."
For some moments they wrangled over various details of the menage.
Alice at length cut the purposeless recrimination short. "You spoke of the first five years we were married. You know I spent literally nothing the first five years of our married life. You continually said you were trying "to build up." That was your cry from morning till night, and like a dutiful wife, I wore my own old clothes for the first two years. Then the next three years I wore made-over hats and hunted up ready-made suits to enable you to "build up.""
"Yes," he muttered, "and we were a good deal happier then than we are now."
She made an impatient gesture. "Do speak for yourself, Walter. You were happier, no doubt. I can"t remember that you ever gave me any chance to be happy."
"Too bad about you. You look like a poor, unhappy thing--half-fed and half-clothed."
"Now that you have "built up,"" continued Alice, "and brought me into a circle not in the least of my choosing, and instructed me again and again to "keep our end up," you complain of "reckless extravagance.""
"Well, for a woman that I took with a travelling suit from a bankrupt father, and put at the head of this establishment, you certainly can hold your "end up,"" laughed MacBirney harshly.
"Just a moment," returned Alice, with angry eyes. "You need not taunt me about my father. When you were measuring every day the sugar and coffee we were to use during the first five years of our married life, you should have foreseen you couldn"t move as a millionaire among multimillionaires without spending a lot of money."
MacBirney turned white. "Thank you for reminding me," he retorted, with shining teeth, "of the thrift of which you have since had the advantages."
"Oh dear, no, Walter. The advantages of that kind of thrift are purely imaginary. The least spark of loving-kindness during those years would have been more to me than all the petty meannesses necessary to build up a fortune. But it is too late to discuss all this."
MacBirney could hardly believe his ears. He rose hastily and threw himself into another chair. "You"ve changed your tune mightily since "the first five years of our married life,"" he said.
Alice tossed her head.
"But I want you to understand, _I_ haven"t."
"I believe that!"
"And I"ve brought you to time before now, with all of your high airs, and I"ll do it again."
"Oh, no; not again."
"I"ll teach you who is master under this roof."
"How like the sweet first five years that sounds!"
He threw his cigar angrily away. "I know exactly what"s the matter with you. You have run around with this lordly Kimberly till he has turned your head. Now you are going to stop it, now and here!"
"Am I?"
"You are."
"Hadn"t you better tell Mr. Kimberly that?"
"I will tell _you_, you are getting yourself talked about, and it is going to stop. Everybody is talking about you."
Alice threw back her head. "So? Where did you hear that?"
"Lambert told me yesterday."
"I hope you were manly enough to defend your wife. Where did you see Lambert?"
"I saw him in town."
"I shouldn"t listen to silly gossip from Lambert, and I shouldn"t see Lambert again."
"How long have you been adviser as to whom I had better or better not see?" asked MacBirney contemptuously.
"You will find me a good adviser on some points in your affairs, and that is one."
"If you value your advice highly, you should part with it sparingly."
"I know what _you_ value highly; and if Robert Kimberly finds out you are consorting with Lambert it will end your usefulness in _his_ combinations very suddenly."
The thrust, severe in any event, was made keener by the fact that it frightened him into rage. "Since you come from a family that has made such a brilliant financial showing--" he began.
"Oh, I know," she returned wearily, "but you had better take care." He looked at his wife astounded. "You have insulted me enough," she added calmly, "about the troubles of my father. The "first five years" are at an end. I have spoiled you, Walter, by taking your abuse so long without striking back and I won"t do it any more."
"What do you mean?" he cried, springing from his chair. "Do you think you are to keep your doors bolted against me for six months at a time and then browbeat and abuse me when I come into your room to talk to you? Who paid for these clothes you wear?" he demanded, pointing in a fury.
"I try never to think of that, Walter," replied Alice, rising to her feet but controlling herself more than she could have believed possible.
"I try never to think of the price I have paid for anything I have; if I did, I should go mad and strip these rags from my shoulders."
She stood her ground with flashing eyes. "_I, not you_," she cried, "have paid for what I have and the clothes I wear. _I_ paid for them--not you--with my youth and health and hopes and happiness. I paid for them with the life of my little girl; with all that a wretched woman can sacrifice to a brute. Paid for them! G.o.d help me! How haven"t I paid for them?"