"To some extent."
"Is there nothing better open to them?"
"No; not unless they"re trained for it and become specialized. That implies peculiar abilities and a systematic education with one end in view. You can"t enter the arena to fight for the higher prizes unless you"re properly armed. The easiest way for a woman to acquire power and influence is by a judicious marriage. No doubt, it"s the same here."
"It is," laughed Evelyn. "A man is more fortunately situated."
"Probably; but if he"s poor, he"s rather walled in, too. He breaks through now and then; and in the newer countries he gets an opportunity."
Vane abstractedly examined his pipe, which he had not lighted yet. It was clear that the girl was dissatisfied with her surroundings, and had for some reason temporarily relaxed the restraint she generally laid upon herself; but he felt that, if she were wise, she would force herself to be content. She was of too fine a fiber to plunge into the struggle that many women had to wage. Though he did not doubt her courage, she had not been trained for it. He had noticed that among men it was the cruder and less developed organizations that proved hardiest in adverse situations; one needed a strain of primitive vigor. There was, it seemed, only one means of release for Evelyn, and that was a happy marriage. But a marriage could not be happy unless the suitor should be all that she desired; and Evelyn would be fastidious, though her family would, no doubt, look only for wealth and station. Vane imagined that this was where the trouble lay, and he felt a protective pity for her. He would wait and keep his eyes open.
Presently there was a rattle of wheels outside and the landlord came in and greeted them with rude cordiality. Shortly afterward Vane helped Evelyn into the rig, and Bell drove them home through the rain.
CHAPTER VIII
LUCY VANE
Bright sunshine streamed down out of a cloudless sky one afternoon shortly after the ascent of the Pike. Vane stood talking with his sister upon the terrace in front of the Dene. He leaned against the low wall, frowning, for Lucy hitherto had avoided a discussion of the subject which occupied their attention, and now, as he would have said, he could not make her listen to reason.
She stood in front of him, with the point of her parasol pressed firmly into the gravel and her lips set, though in her eyes there was a smile which suggested forbearance. Lucy was tall and spare of figure; a year younger than her brother; and of somewhat determined and essentially practical character. She earned her living in a northern manufacturing town by lecturing on domestic economy, for the public authorities. Vane understood that she also received a small stipend as secretary to some women"s organization and that she took a part in suffrage propaganda. She had a thin, forceful face, seldom characterized by repose.
"After all," Vane broke out, "what I"m urging is a very natural thing. I don"t like to think of your being forced to work as you are doing, and I"ve tried to show you that it wouldn"t cost me any self-denial to make you an allowance. There"s no reason why you should be at the beck and call of those committees any longer."
Lucy"s smile grew plainer.
"I don"t think that quite describes my position."
"It"s possible," Vane agreed with a trace of dryness. "No doubt, you insist that the chairman or lady president give way to you; but this doesn"t affect the question. You have to work, anyway."
"But I like it; and it keeps me in some degree of comfort."
The man turned impatiently and glanced about him. The front of the old gray house was flooded with light, and the mossy sward below the terrace glowed luminously green. The shadows of the hollies and cypresses were thin and unsubstantial, but where a beech overarched the gra.s.s, Evelyn and Mrs. Chisholm. attired in light draperies, reclined in basket chairs.
Carroll, in thin gray tweed, stood near them, talking to Mabel, and Chisholm sat on a bench with a newspaper in his hand. He looked half asleep, and a languorous stillness pervaded the whole scene. Beyond it, the tarn shone dazzlingly, and in the distance ranks of rugged fells towered, dim and faintly blue. All that the eye rested on spoke of an unbroken tranquillity.
"Wouldn"t you like this kind of thing, as well?" Vane asked. "Of course, I mean what it implies--the power to take life easy and get as much enjoyment as possible out of it. It wouldn"t be difficult, if you"d only take what I"d be glad to give you." He indicated the languid figures in the foreground. "You could, for instance, spend your time among people of this sort. After all, it"s what you were meant to do."
"Would that appeal to you?"
"Oh, I like it in the meantime," he evaded.
"Well," Lucy returned curtly, "I believe I"m more at home with the other kind of people--those in poverty, squalor and ignorance. I"ve an idea that they have a stronger claim on me; but that"s not a point I can urge.
The fact is, I"ve chosen my career, and there are practical reasons why I shouldn"t abandon it. I had a good deal of trouble in getting a footing, and if I fell out now, it would be harder still to take my place in the ranks again."
"But you wouldn"t require to do so."
"I can"t be sure. I don"t want to hurt you; but, after all, your success was sudden, and one understands that it isn"t wise to depend on an income derived from mining properties."
Vane frowned.
"None of you ever did believe in me!"
"I suppose there"s some truth in that. You really did give us trouble, you know. Somehow, you were different--you wouldn"t fit in; though I believe the same thing applied to me, for that matter."
"And now you don"t expect my prosperity to last?"
The girl hesitated, but she was candid by nature.
"Perhaps I"d better answer. You have it in you to work determinedly and, when it"s necessary, to do things that men with less courage would shrink from; but I"m doubtful whether yours is the temperament that leads to success. You haven"t the huckster"s instincts; you"re not cold-blooded enough; you wouldn"t cajole your friends nor truckle to your enemies."
"If I adopted the latter course, it would certainly be against the grain," Vane confessed.
Lucy laughed.
"Well, I mean to go on earning my living; but you may take me up to London for a few days, if you want to, and buy me some hats and things.
Then I don"t mind your giving something to the Emanc.i.p.ation Society."
"I am not sure that I believe in emanc.i.p.ation; but you may have ten guineas."
"Thank you."
Lucy glanced around toward Carroll, who was approaching them with Mabel.
"I"ll give you a piece of advice," she added. "Stick to that man. He"s cooler and less headstrong than you are; he"ll prove a useful friend."
"What are you two talking about?" asked Carroll. "You look animated."
"Wallace has just promised me ten guineas to a.s.sist the movement for the emanc.i.p.ation of women." Lucy answered pointedly. "Our society"s efforts are sadly restricted by the lack of funds."
"Vane is now and then a little inconsequential in his generosity,"
Carroll rejoined. "I didn"t know he was interested in that kind of thing; but as I don"t like to be outdone by my partner, I"ll subscribe the same.
By the way, why do you people reckon these things in guineas?"
"Thanks," smiled Lucy, making an entry in a notebook in a businesslike manner. "As you said it was a subscription, you"ll hear from us next year. In answer to your question, it"s an ancient custom, and it has the advantage that you get in the extra shillings."
They strolled along the terrace together, and as they went down the steps to the lawn Carroll turned to her with a smile.
"Have you tackled Chisholm yet?"
"I never waste powder and shot," Lucy replied tersely. "A man of his restricted views would sooner subscribe handsomely to a movement to put us down."
"Are you regretting the ten guineas, Vane?" Carroll questioned laughingly. "You don"t look pleased."
"The fact is, I wanted to do something that wasn"t allowed. I"ve met with the same disillusionment here as I did in British Columbia."