When they rose to go Charlie laid a hand on Jed"s shoulder.
"I can"t tell you," he said, "what a brick you"ve been through all this. If it hadn"t been for you, old man, I don"t know how it might have ended. We owe you about everything, Maud and I. You"ve been a wonder, Jed."
Jed waved a deprecating hand. "Don"t talk so, Charlie," he said, gruffly.
"But, I tell you, I--"
"Don"t. . . . You see," with a twist of the lip, "it don"t do to tell a--a screech owl he"s a canary. He"s liable to believe it by and by and start singin" in public. . . . Then he finds out he"s just a fool owl, and has been all along. Humph! Me a wonder! . . .
A blunder, you mean."
Neither of the young people had ever heard him use that tone before.
They both cried out in protest.
"Look here, Jed--" began Phillips.
Maud interrupted. "Just a moment, Charlie," she said. "Let me tell him what Father said last night. When he went out he left me crying and so miserable that I wanted to die. He had found Charlie"s letter and we--we had had a dreadful scene and he had spoken to me as I had never heard him speak before. And, later, after he came back I was almost afraid to have him come into the room where I was. But he was just as different as could be. He told me he had been thinking the matter over and had decided that, perhaps, he had been unreasonable and silly and cross. Then he said some nice things about Charlie, quite different from what he said at first. And when we had made it all up and I asked him what had changed his mind so he told me it was you, Jed. He said he came to you and you put a flea in his ear. He wouldn"t tell me what he meant, but he simply smiled and said you had put a flea in his ear."
Jed, himself, could not help smiling faintly.
"W-e-e-ll," he drawled, "I didn"t use any sweet ile on the job, that"s sartin. If he said I pounded it in with a club "twouldn"t have been much exaggeration."
"So we owe you that, too," continued Maud. "And, afterwards, when Daddy and I were talking we agreed that you were probably the best man in Orham. There!"
And she stooped impulsively and kissed him.
Jed, very much embarra.s.sed, shook his head. "That--er--insect I put in your pa"s ear must have touched both your brains, I cal"late," he drawled. But he was pleased, nevertheless. If he was a fool it was something to have people think him a good sort of fool.
It was almost four o"clock when Jed"s next visitor came. He was the one man whom he most dreaded to meet just then. Yet he hid his feelings and rose with hand outstretched.
"Why, good afternoon, Major!" he exclaimed. "Real glad to see you.
Sit down."
Grover sat. "Jed," he said, "Ruth tells me that you know of my good fortune. Will you congratulate me?"
Jed"s reply was calm and deliberate and he did his best to make it sound whole-hearted and sincere.
"I sartin do," he declared. "Anybody that wouldn"t congratulate you on that could swap his head for a billiard ball and make money on the d.i.c.ker; the ivory he"d get would be better than the bone he gave away. . . . Yes, Major Grover, you"re a lucky man."
To save his life he could not entirely keep the shake from his voice as he said it. If Grover noticed it he put it down to the sincerity of the speaker.
"Thank you," he said. "I realize my luck, I a.s.sure you. And now, Jed, first of all, let me thank you. Ruth has told me what a loyal friend and counselor you have been to her and she and I both are very, very grateful."
Jed stirred uneasily. "Sho, sho!" he protested. "I haven"t done anything. Don"t talk about it, please. I--I"d rather you wouldn"t."
"Very well, since you wish it, I won"t. But she and I will always think of it, you may be sure of that. I dropped in here now just to tell you this and to thank you personally. And I wanted to tell you, too, that I think we need not fear Babbitt"s talking too much.
Of course it would not make so much difference now if he did; Charlie will be away and doing what all decent people will respect him for doing, and you and I can see that Ruth does not suffer.
But I think Babbitt will keep still. I hope I have frightened him; I certainly did my best."
Jed rubbed his chin.
"I"m kind of sorry for Phin," he observed.
"Are you? For heaven"s sake, why?"
"Oh, I don"t know. When you"ve been goin" around ever since January loaded up to the muzzle with spite and sure-thing vengeance, same as an old-fashioned horse pistol used to be loaded with powder and ball, it must be kind of hard, just as you"re set to pull trigger, to have to quit and swaller the whole charge.
Liable to give you dyspepsy, if nothin" worse, I should say."
Grover smiled. "The last time I saw Babbitt he appeared to be nearer apoplexy than dyspepsia," he said.
"Ye-es. Well, I"m sorry for him, I really am. It must be pretty dreadful to be so cross-grained that you can"t like even your own self without feelin" lonesome. . . . Yes, that"s a bad state of affairs. . . . I don"t know but I"d almost rather be "town crank"
than that."
The Major"s farewell remark, made as he rose to go, contained an element of mystery.
"I shall have another matter to talk over with you soon, Jed," he said. "But that will come later, when my plans are more complete.
Good afternoon and thank you once more. You"ve been pretty fine through all this secret-keeping business, if you don"t mind my saying so. And a mighty true friend. So true," he added, "that I shall, in all probability, ask you to a.s.sume another trust for me before long. I can"t think of any one else to whom I could so safely leave it. Good-by."
One more visitor came that afternoon. To be exact, he did not come until evening. He opened the outer door very softly and tiptoed into the living-room. Jed was sitting by the little "gas burner"
stove, one knee drawn up and his foot swinging. There was a saucepan perched on top of the stove. A small hand lamp on the table furnished the only light. He did not hear the person who entered and when a big hand was laid upon his shoulder he started violently.
"Eh?" he exclaimed, his foot falling with a thump to the floor.
"Who? . . . Oh, it"s you, ain"t it, Sam? . . . Good land, you made me jump! I must be gettin" nervous, I guess."
Captain Sam looked at him in some surprise. "Gracious king, I believe you are," he observed. "I didn"t think you had any nerves, Jed. No, nor any temper, either, until last night. You pretty nigh blew me out of water then. Ho, ho!"
Jed was much distressed. "Sho, sho, Sam," he stammered; "I"m awful sorry about that. I--I wasn"t feelin" exactly--er--first rate or I wouldn"t have talked to you that way. I--I--you know I didn"t mean it, don"t you, Sam?"
The captain pulled forward a chair and sat down. He chuckled.
"Well, I must say it did sound as if you meant it, Jed," he declared. "Yes, sir, I cal"late the average person would have been willin" to risk a small bet--say a couple of million--that you meant it. When you ordered me to go home I just tucked my tail down and went. Yes, sir, if you didn"t mean it you had ME fooled.
Ho, ho!"
Jed"s distress was keener than ever. "Mercy sakes alive!" he cried. "Did I tell you to go home, Sam? Yes, yes, I remember I did. Sho, sho! . . . Well, I"m awful sorry. I hope you"ll forgive me. "Twan"t any way for a feller like me to talk--to you."
Captain Sam"s big hand fell upon his friend"s knee with a stinging slap. "You"re wrong there, Jed," he declared, with emphasis.
""Twas just the way for you to talk to me. I needed it; and," with another chuckle, "I got it, too, didn"t I? Ho, ho!"
"Sam, I snum, I--"
"Sshh! You"re goin" to say you"re sorry again; I can see it in your eye. Well, don"t you do it. You told me to go home and think, Jed, and those were just the orders I needed. I did go home and I did think. . . . Humph! Thinkin"s a kind of upsettin" job sometimes, ain"t it, especially when you sit right down and think about yourself, what you are compared to what you think you are.
Ever think about yourself that way, Jed?"
It was a moment before Jed answered. Then all he said was, "Yes."
"I mean have you done it lately? Just given yourself right up to doin" it?"
Jed sighed. "Ye-es," he drawled. "I shouldn"t wonder if I had, Sam."
"Well, probably "twan"t as disturbin" a job with you as "twas for me. You didn"t have as high a horse to climb down off of. I thought and thought and thought and the more I thought the meaner the way I"d acted and talked to Maud seemed to me. I liked Charlie; I"d gone around this county for months braggin" about what a smart, able chap he was. As I told you once I"d rather have had her marry him than anybody else I know. And I had to give in that the way he"d behaved--his goin" off and enlistin", settlin" that before he asked her or spoke to me, was a square, manly thing to do. The only thing I had against him was that Middleford mess.