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IV. The Ministrations of a Half-forgotten One

           Icaretoomuchforyoutogive’emup.”

           Sheturnedaside,herfaceforthefirsttimesofteningfromthestonyimmobilityoftheearlierday,andthecornersofhermouthresumingsomethingofthatdelicacyofcutwhichwasalwayslostinhermomentsofdespair.Atlastsheconfrontedhimagain.

           “WhyshouldInotdieifIwish?”shesaidtremulously.“Ihavemadeabadbargainwithlife,andIamwearyofit—weary.Andnowyouhavehinderedmyescape.O,whydidyou,Charley!Whatmakesdeathpainfulexceptthethoughtofothers’grief?—andthatisabsentinmycase,fornotasighwouldfollowme!”

           “Ah,itistroublethathasdonethis!Iwishinmyverysoulthathewhobroughtitaboutmightdieandrot,evenif’tistransportationtosayit!”

           “Charley,nomoreofthat.Whatdoyoumeantodoaboutthisyouhaveseen?”

           “Keepitcloseasnight,ifyoupromisenottothinkofitagain.”

           “Youneednotfear.Themomenthaspassed.Ipromise.”Shethenwentaway,enteredthehouse,andlaydown.

           Laterintheafternoonhergrandfatherreturned.Hewasabouttoquestionhercategorically,butonlookingatherhewithheldhiswords.

           “Yes,itistoobadtotalkof,”sheslowlyreturnedinanswertohisglance.“Canmyoldroombegotreadyformetonight,Grandfather?Ishallwanttooccupyitagain.”

           Hedidnotaskwhatitallmeant,orwhyshehadleftherhusband,butorderedtheroomtobeprepared.

           

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