One warm afternoon, on his return from town, as Dr. Grey ascended the steps he noticed Salome reclining on a bamboo settee at the western end of the gallery, where the sunshine was hot and glaring, un.o.bstructed by the thin leafy screen of vines that drooped from column to column on the southern and eastern sides of the building. If conscious of his approach she vouchsafed not the slightest intimation of it, and when he stood beside her she remained so immovable that he might have imagined her asleep but for the lambent light which rayed out from eyes that seemed intently numbering the soft fluttering young leaves on a distant clump of elm trees, which made a lace-like tracery of golden glimmer and quivering shadow on the purple-headed clover at their feet.
Her fair but long slender fingers carelessly held a book that threatened to slip from their light relaxing grasp, and compressing his lips in order to smother a smile under his heavy moustache, Dr.
Grey stooped and put his hand on her plump white wrist, where the blue veins were running riot.
"So young,--yet cataleptic! Unfortunate, indeed," he murmured.
She shook off his touch, and instantly sat erect.
"I should be glad to know what you mean."
"I have an admirable, nay, I venture to add, an almost infallible prescription for catalepsy, which has cured two chronic and apparently hopeless cases, and it will afford me great pleasure to try the third experiment upon you, since you seem pitiably in want of a remedy."
"Thank you. Were I as free from all other ills that "flesh is heir to," as I certainly am of the taint of catalepsy, I might indeed congratulate myself upon an immunity which would obviate the dire necessity of ever meeting a physician."
"Are you sure that you sufficiently understand the symptoms, to recognize them unerringly?"
The rose tint in her cheeks deepened to scarlet, as she haughtily drew herself up to her full height, and answered,--
"Dr. Grey himself is not more sagacious and adroit in detecting them; especially when open eyes discover unwelcome and disagreeable objects, which, wishing to avoid, they are still compelled to see. I hope you are satisfied that I comprehend you."
"My meaning was not so occult as to justify a doubt upon that subject; and moreover, Salome, lack of astuteness is far from being your greatest defect. My motive should eloquently plead pardon for my candor, if I venture to tell you that your frequent affectation of unconsciousness of the presence of others, "is a custom more honored in the breach than the observance," and may prove prolific of annoyance in coming years; for courtesy const.i.tutes the keystone in the beautiful arch of social amenities which vaults the temple of Christian virtues. Lest you should take umbrage at my frankness, which ought to a.s.sure you of my interest in your happiness and improvement, permit me to remind you of the oriental definition of a faithful friend, that has more pith than verbal polish,--
"The true friend is not he who holds up Flattery"s mirror, In which the face to thy conceit most pleasing hovers; But he who kindly shows thee all thy vices, sirrah!
And helps thee mend them ere an enemy discovers."
Rising, Salome swept him a profound courtesy, and, while her fingers beat a tattoo on the book she held, she watched him with a peculiar sparkle in her eyes, which he had already learned to understand was a beacon flame kindled by intense displeasure. Dr. Grey seated himself, and, taking off his hat, said gently and winningly, as he pushed aside the hair that cl.u.s.tered in brown rings over his forehead,--
"Here is ample room for both of us. Sit down, and be reasonable; and let me catch a glimpse of the amiable elements which I feel a.s.sured must exist somewhere in your nature, notwithstanding your persistent endeavor to conceal them. Your Ja.n.u.s character has. .h.i.therto breathed only war--war; but, my young friend, I earnestly invoke its peaceful phase."
The kindness of tone and evident sincerity of manner might have disarmed a prejudice better founded than hers; but wrath consumed all scruples, and, recollecting his forbearance with various former acts of rudeness, she presumed to attempt further aggressions.
Waving her hand in tacit rejection of the proffered share of the settee, she answered with more emphasis than perspicuity demanded,--
"Does your reading of the book of Job encourage you to believe that when those self-appointed counsellors--Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite--returned to their respective homes, they had cause to congratulate themselves upon their cordial welcome to Job"s bank of ashes, or felt bountifully repaid for their voluntary mission of advice?"
"Unfortunately, no. My study of the record of the man of Uz renders painfully patent that humiliating fact--old as humanity--that sanct.i.ty of motive is no coat-of-mail to the luckless few who bravely bear to the hearts of those with whom they a.s.sociate the unwelcome burden of unflattering truths. Phraseology--definitions--vary with advancing centuries, but not so the human impulses they express or explain; and friendship in the days of Job was the identical "Mutual Admiration Society," which at present converts its consistent servile members into Damon and Pythias, but punishes any violation of its canons with hatred dire and inextinguishable. Were I blessed with the genius of Praxiteles or of Angelo, I would chisel and bequeath to the world a n.o.ble statue,--typical of that rare, fearless friendship, which, walking through the lazaretto of diseased and morbid natures, bears not honied draughts alone, but scalpel, caustic, and bitter tonics."
The calm sweetness of voice and mien lent to his words an influence which no amount of gall or satire could have imparted; and, in the brief silence that ensued, Salome"s heart was suddenly smitten with a humiliating consciousness of her childish flippancy,--her utter inferiority to this man, who seemed to walk serenely in a starry plane far beyond the mire where she grovelled.
Ridicule braced and exaggerated her weaknesses, and the strokes of sarcasm she could adroitly parry; but for persistent magnanimity she was no match, and recoiled before it like the traditional Fiend at sight of the _Santo Sudario_. Watching her companion"s quiet countenance, she saw a shadow drift over it, betokening neither anger nor scorn, but serious regret; and involuntarily she drooped her head to avoid the eyes that now turned full upon her.
"Since I became a man, and to some extent capable of discriminating with reference to the characters of persons with whom I found myself in contact, I have made and invariably observed one rule of conduct,--namely, never to a.s.sociate with those whom I cannot respect. Ignorance, want of refinement, irritability of temper, and even lack of generous impulses, I can forgive, when redeemed by candor and stern honesty of purpose; but arrogance, dissimulation, and all-absorbing selfishness I will not tolerate. In you I hoped and expected better qualities than you permit me to find, and I trust you will acquit me of intentional rudeness if I acknowledge that you have painfully disappointed me. It was, and still is, my earnest wish to befriend and to aid you,--to contribute to your happiness, and cordially sympathize in any annoyances that may surround you; but thus far you have rendered it impossible for me to esteem you, and while I do not presume that my good opinion is of any importance to you, our present relations compel me to request that our intercourse may in future be characterized by more urbanity than has yet graced it. My sister has been much pained by the feelings with which you evidently regard me, and since you and I are merely guests under her roof, a due deference to her wishes should certainly repress the exhibition of antipathies towards those whom she loves. It is her earnest desire (as expressed in a conversation which I had with her yesterday) that I should treat you as a young sister; and, for her sake, I offer you once more, and for the last time, my hearty a.s.sistance in any department in which I am able to render it."
"The folds of your flag of truce do not conceal the drawn sword beneath it; and let me tell you, sir, it is very evident that "demand" would far better have expressed your purpose than the word "request.""
"At least you should not be surprised if I doubt whether you regard any truce as inviolable, and am inclined to suspect you of latent treachery."
"Your accusation of dissimulation is unjust, for I have openly, fearlessly manifested my prejudice--my aversion."
"That you dislike me is my misfortune, but that you allow your detestation to generate discord in our small circle is an error which I trust you will endeavor to correct. That I have many faults I shall not attempt to deny; but mutual forbearance will prove a mutual blessing. For Jane"s sake, shall there not be peace between us?"
Standing before her, he looked gravely down into her face, where flush and sparkle had died out, and saw--what she was too proud to confess--that he had partially conquered her waywardness, that she was reluctantly yielding to his influence; but he understood her nature too thoroughly to pause contented with this slight advantage in a contest which he foresaw must determine the direction of her aims through life.
"Salome, I am waiting for your decision."
Her lips stirred twice, but the words they framed were either too haughty or too humble, for she refused them utterance; and, while she deliberated, two tears settled the question by rolling swiftly over her cheeks, and falling upon the cherry ribbon at her throat.
Accepting it as a tacit signature to his terms of capitulation, and satisfied with the result, Dr. Grey forbore to urge verbal a.s.surances.
Taking the book from her hand, he said, pleasantly,--
"Are you fond of French? I frequently find you poring over your grammar."
"I have never had a teacher, nor have I conquered the conjugations; consequently, I know comparatively little about the language."
"Are you studying it with the intention of familiarizing yourself with French literature, or merely to enable you to translate the few phrases that modern writers sprinkle through novels and essays?"
"For neither purpose, but simply because it is the court language of the old world; and, if I should succeed in my hope of visiting Europe, I might regret my ignorance of the universally received medium of communication."
"Have you, then, no desire to master those n.o.ble bursts of eloquence by which Racine, Bossuet, Fenelon, and Cousin have charmed the intellects of all nations?"
"None, whatever. I might as well tell you at once, what you will inevitably discover ere long if you condescend to inspect my meagre attainments, that for abstract study I have no more inclination than to fondle some mummy in the crypts of Cyrene, or play "blind man"s buff" with the corpses in the Morgue. My limited investments of time and thought in intellectual stock have been made solely with reference to speedy dividends of most practical and immediate benefits; and knowledge _per se_--knowledge which will not pay me handsome interest--has no more value in my eyes than a handful of the dust of those Atures found in the cavern of Ataruipe. Doubtless you think me pitiably benighted, and possibly I might find more favor in your sight if I affected a prodigious amount of literary enthusiasm, and boundless admiration for scholarship and erudition; but that would prove too troublesome an imposture,--for I am const.i.tutionally, habitually, and premeditatedly lazy."
She saw a smile lurking under his heavy lashes, and half ambushed in the corners of his mouth; and, vaguely conscious that she was rendering herself ridiculous, she bit her lip with ill-disguised vexation.
"Salome, I am afraid that under the garb of a jest you are making me acquainted with a very mournful truth. You have probably never heard of Lessing,--Gotthold Ephraim Lessing."
"Oh, I am not quite as ignorant as a Pitcairn"s Islander; and I think I have somewhere seen that such a person as Lessing lived at Wolfenb.u.t.tel. He once said, "The chase is always worth more than the quarry." And again, "Did the Almighty, holding in his right hand Truth, and in his left Search after Truth, deign to proffer me the one I might prefer,--in all humility, but without hesitation, I should request Search after Truth." When you have nothing more important to occupy your attention, give ten minutes" reflection to his admonition, and perhaps it may declare a dividend years hence.
Last week I found your algebra on the rug before the library grate, and noticed several sums worked out in pencil on the margin. Are you fond of mathematics?"
"Not that I am aware of."
"What progress have you made?"
"My knowledge of arithmetic is barely sufficient to take me through a brief shopping expedition."
"Have you no ambition to increase it?"
"Dr. Grey, I have no ambition. That "last infirmity of n.o.ble minds"
has never attacked me; and, folding my hands, I chant ceaselessly to my soul, "Take thine ease, eat, drink, and be merry." The rapture of the mathematician, who bows before the shrine of his favorite science, is to my dull intellect as incomprehensible as the jargon of metaphysics or the mysteries wrapped up in Pali cerements. Equations, conic sections, differential calculus, const.i.tute a skull and cross-bones to which I allow as wide a berth as possible."
The weary dissatisfied expression of her large, luminous eyes, belied the sneer in her voice and the curl of her thin lip, and it cost her an effort to answer his next question.
"Will you tell me what rule you have adopted for the distribution of your time, and the government of your life?"
"Yes, sir; you are heartily welcome to it: "Yet a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep." _Laissez nous faire_. Moreover, Dr. Grey, if you will courteously lend me your ears, I will favor you with a still more felicitous exposition of my invaluable organon."
Stooping suddenly, she raised from the floor a small volume which had been concealed by her dress, and, as it opened at a page stained with the juice of a purple convolvulus, she smiled defiantly, and read with almost scornful emphasis,--
... ""Ah, why Should life all labor be?