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for it. I'd like to thank Mr. Poe if I dared, “I hope he didn't-I shouldn't like to which I wouldn't, of course, if I ever saw think he did. But, by heaven! it broke him, for what he did for me. I wouldn't be my heart to see him, Uncle George. You surprised if he would give a good deal him- would hardly know him. Even his voice self to do the same—or has he pulled out?” has changed and the shade over his eyes
"He never has pulled in, Harry—not and the way he twists his head when he continuously. Richard has the right of it. looks at you really gave me a creepy feelPoe is a man pursued by a devil and lives ing," and the young man passed his finalways on the watch to prevent the fiend gers across his own eyes as if to shut out from getting the best of him. Months at a some hideous object. time he wins and then there comes a day “Was he looking straight at you when he or two when the devil gets on top. He says ordered you from the room?" himself-he told me this the last time I saw “Straight as he could." him—that he really lives a life devoted to “Well, let us try and think it was the his literary work; that he shuts himself up beard. And that reminds me, son, that from everybody; and that the desire for it's got to come off, and right away. When society only comes upon him when he's Todd comes in he'll find my razors excited by drink. Then, and only then, and " he goes among his fellows and, therefore, "No—I'll look up a barber.” everybody who meets him thinks he is “Not down in this part of the town,” exalways in that condition. There is some claimed St. George with a light laugh. truth in that, my son, for as long as I have “No—I'll go up to Guy's. There used known him I have never seen him in his to be an old negro there who looked after cups except that one night at my house. A us young fellows when our beards began courteous, well-bred gentleman, my boy- to sprout. He'll take care of it all right. most punctilious about all his obligations While I'm out I'll stop and send Todd back. and very honest about his failings. All he I'm going to end his apprenticeship to-day, said to me the next day when he sobered up and so he'll help you dress. Nothing like -I kept him all that night, you remember getting into your clothes when you're well -was: 'I was miserably weak and inex- enough to get out of bed; I've done it more cusably drunk last night, Mr. Temple. If than once," and with a pat on his uncle's that was all it would make no difference; shoulder and the readjustment of the I have been very drunk before, and will, blanket, he closed the door behind him and perhaps, be very drunk again; but in ad- left the room. dition to my being drunk I insulted you and "Everything is working fine, auntie,” he your friends and ruined your dinner. That cried joyously as he passed the old wommakes every difference. Don't let it cause an who was hanging out the last of her a break between us. Let me come again. wash. “I'll be back in an hour. Don't And now please brush it from your mind. tell him yet—" and he strode out of the If you knew how I suffer over this fiend yard on his way uptown. who tortures and subdues me now and then you'd only have the greatest pity for me in
XXVI your heart.' Then he wrung my hand and left the house."
INTRUDERS of all kinds had thrust their “Well, that's all any of us could do,” heads between the dripping, slightly moist, sighed Harry, leaning back in his chair, his and wholly dry fragments of Aunt Jemieyes on the ceiling. “It makes some dif- ma's Monday wash, and each and every one ference, however, of whom you ask for- had been assailed by a vocabulary hurled at giveness. I've been willing to say the same them through the creaky gate, and as far kind of thing to my father ever since my out as the street: pedlers who had things affair with Mr. Willits, but it would have to sell; loose darkies with no visible means fallen on deaf ears. I had another trial at it of support, who had smelt the cooking in yesterday, and you know what happened.” the air; even goats with an acquired taste
“I don't think your father knew you, for stocking legs and window curtains who Harry,” protested St. George, with a nega- had either been invited out, whirled out, or tive wave of his hand.
thrown out, dependent upon the damage inflicted, the size of the favors asked, or the Aunt Jemima choked and nodded: there length of space intervening between Je- was no breath left for more. mima's right arm and their backs. In all “Who did he ask for?” St. George was of these instances the old cook had been the serious now. broom and the intruders the dust. Being “Didn't ask fer nobody; he say, "I'm an expert in its use the particles had suc- lookin' fer a man dat come in yere las' cumbed before they had gotten through night.' I see he didn't know me an’I neber their first sentence. In the case of the goat let on. Den he say, 'Hab you got any even that privilege was denied him; it was boa’ders yere?' an' I say, 'I got one,' an' the handle and not the brush part which den he 'tempted ter pass me an' I say, 'Wait ended the argument. To see Aunt Je- a minute, 'til I see ef he's outen de bed.' mima get rid of a goat in two jumps and Now, what's I gwinter do? He doan' one whack was not only a lesson in con- mean no good to Marse Harry, an' he'll densed conversation, but furnished a sight dribe him 'way ag'in, an’he jes' come back one seldom forgot—the goat never!
an' you gittin' well a-lovin' of himThis morning the situation was reversed. an? " It was Aunt Jemima who came flying up- An uncertain step was heard in the hall. stairs, her eyes popping from her head, her “Dat's him," Jemima whispered hoarseplump hands flattened against her big, heav- ly, behind her hand, “what'll I do? Doan' ing bosom, her breath gone in the effort to let him come in. I'll " tell her dreadful news before she should St. George moved past her and pushed drop dead.
back the door. "Marse George! who d’ye think 's Colonel Rutter stood outside. downstairs ?" she gasped, bursting in the The two men looked into each other's door of his bedroom, without even the cus- faces. tomary tap. “Oh, bless Gawd! dat you'se "I am in search, sir,” the colonel began, outen dat bed! and dressed and tryin' yo'shading his eyes with his fingers, the brightpo' legs about the room. What's I gwinter er light of the room weakentng his sight, do? He's comin'up. Got a man wid him “for a young sailor whom I am informed I ain't neber see befo'. Says he's a-lookin' stopped here last night, and who— St. fer somebody! Git in de closet an' I'll tell George! What in the name of God are you him you’se out an' den I'll run an’ watch doing in a place like this?”. for Marse Harry at de gate. Oh, I doan' “Come inside, Talbot,” Temple replied like dis yere bus'ness," and she began to calmly, his eyes fixed on Rutter's drawn wring her hands.
face and faltering gaze. “Aunt Jemima, St. George had been watching the old hand Colonel Rutter a chair. You will woman with mingled feelings of wonder excuse me if I sit down-I am just out of and curiosity. Whether she had gone daft bed after a long illness, and am a little or was more than usually excited he could weak," and he dropped into his seat. not for the moment decide.
“My servant tells me that. " “Jemima! stop, right away, and tell me St. George paused. Rutter was paying what you're talking about. Who's down- no more attention to what he said than if he stairs?"
had not been in the room. He was strain“Ain't I don'tol yer dat it's Marse Tal- ing his eyes about the apartment; taking bot? an' I ain't neber see him like he is dis in the empty bed from which St. George mawnin'. Got a look on him make yer had just arisen, the cheap chairs and small shiver all over; says he's gwinter s’arch de pine table and the kitchen plates and cup house. He's got a constable wid him—dat which still held the remains of St. George's is, he's got a man dat looks like a con- breakfast. He waited until Jemima had stable, an'--"
backed out of the door, her scared face still St. George laid his hands on the old wom- a tangle of emotions-fear for her master's an's shoulders, and turned her about safety predominating. His eyes again
“Who did you say was downstairs ?” sought St. George.
“Marse Talbot Rutter—come f’om de “What does it all mean, Temple?” country-got mud all ober his boots." “I don't think that subject is under dis“Mr. Harry's father?”
cussion, Talbot, and we will, therefore, pass it. To what do I owe the honor of this about Harry I will gladly hear. Go onvisit?”
I'm listening.” “Don't be a damned fool, St. George! “For God's sake, St. George, don't take Don't you see I'm half crazy ? Harry has that tone with me! If you knew how come back and he is hiding somewhere in wretched I am you'd be sorry for me. I this neighborhood.”
am a broken-down man! If Harry goes “How do you know?” he asked coolly. away again without my seeing him I don't He did not intend to help one iota in Rut- want to live another day. When Alec ter's search until he found out why he want- came running back last night and told me ed Harry. No more cursing of either his that I had cursed my son to his face, I nearson or himself—that was another chapter ly went out of my mind. I knew when I which was closed.
saw Alec's anger that it was true, and I “Because I've been hunting for him all knew, too, what a brute I had been. I ran day. He rode out to Moorlands yesterday, to Annie's room, took her in my arms, and and I didn't know him, he's so changed. asked her pardon! All night I walked my But, Temple-think of it! I ordered him room; at daylight I rang for Alec, sent for out of my office. I thought he was a road. Matthew, and he hooked up the carryall pedler. And he's going to sea again-he and we came in here. Annie wanted to told Alec as much. I tell you I have got to come with me, but I wouldn't let her. I get hold of him! Don't sit there and stare at knew Seymour wasn't out of bed that early, me, man! tell me where I can find my son!” and so I drove straight to the shipping office
“What made you suppose he was here, and waited until it was open, and I've been Talbot?” The same cool, measured speech hunting for him ever since. You and I and manner, but with a more open mind have been boys together, St. George—don't behind it now. The pathetic aspect of the lay up against me all the insulting things man, and the acute suffering shown in I've said to you—all the harm I've done every tone of his voice, had begun to tell you! God knows I've repented of it! Will upon the invalid.
you forgive me, St. George, for the sake of “Because a man I've got downstairs the old days—for the sake of my boy to brought Harry here last night. He is not whom you have been a father? Will you positive as it was quite dark, but he thinks give me your hand? What in the name of this is the place. I went first to the Barke- common sense should you and I be enemies ley Line, found they had a ship in—the for? I, who owe you more than I owe any Mohican-and saw the captain, who told man in the world! Will you help me?” me of a man who came aboard at Rio. St. George was staring now. He bent Then I learned where he had put up for the forward, gripped the arms of his chair for night-a low sailors' retreat-and found a better purchase, and lifted himself to his this pedler who said he had sold Harry the feet. There he stood swaying, Rutter's silks which he offered me. He brought me outstretched hand in both of his, his whole here."
nature stirred-only one thought in his “Well, I can't help you any. There are heart—to wipe out the past and bring father only two rooms—I occupy this and my old and son together. cook, Jemima, has the other. I have been “Yes, Talbot-I'll forgive you and I'll here for over a month."
help you—I have helped you! Harry will “Here! in this God-forsaken place! be here in a few minutes, I sent him out to Why, we thought you had gone to Virginia. get his beard shaved off-that's why you That's why we have had no answers to our didn't know him." letters, and we've hunted high and low for The colonel reeled unsteadily and but you. Certainly you have heard about the for St. George's hand would have lost his Patapsco and what- ".
balance. All the blood was gone from his “I certainly have heard nothing, Talbot, cheeks. He tried to speak, but the lips reand as I have just told you, I'd rather you fused to move. For an instant St. George would not discuss my affairs. The last thought he would sink to the floor. time you saw fit to encroach upon them “You say— Harry ... is here!” he brought only bitterness, and I prefer not stammered out at last, catching wildly at to repeat it. Anything you have to say Temple's other hand to steady himself.
“Yes, he came across Todd by the mer- was that for the first time in all his life his est accident or he would have gone to the father had asked his pardon, and for the Eastern Shore to look me up. There!- first time in all his life the barrier which that's his step now! Turn that door knob held them apart had been broken down. and hold out your hands to him, and after The colonel braced himself in his seat in you've got your arms around him get down one supreme effort to get himself in hand. on your knees and thank your God that Harry rose to his feet and stood beside him. you've got such a son! I do, every hour St. George, trembling from his own weakI live!”
ness, a great throb of thankfulness in his The door swung wide and Harry strode heart, had kept his place in his chair, his in: his eyes glistening his cheeks aglow. eyes turned away from the scene. His own
“Up are you, and in your clothes!” he mind had also undergone a great change. cried joyfully, all the freshness of the morn- He had always known that somewhere ing in his voice. “Well, that's something down in Talbot Rutter's heart-down unlike! How do you like me now?—smooth derneath the strata of pride and love of as a marlinspike and my hair trimmed in power, there could be found the heart of a the latest fashion, so old Bones says. He father and a gentleman-indeed he had ofdidn't know me either till he got clear down ten predicted to himself just such a coming below my mouth and when my chin began together. It was the boy's pluck and manto show he gave a
liness that had done it; a manliness free He stopped and stared at his father, who from all truckling or cringing; and then his had been hidden from sight by the swing- tenderness over the man who had of all ing door. The surprise was so great that others in the world wronged him most. He his voice clogged in his throat. Rutter could hardly keep his glad hands off the stood like one who had seen an apparition. boy. St. George broke the silence:
“You will go home with me, of course, “It's all right, Harry-give your father won't you, Harry?” Rutter continued. your hand.”
He must ask his consent now—this son of The colonel made a step forward, threw his whom he had driven from his home and out one arm as if to regain his equilibrium, insulted in the presence of his friends at the and staggered toward a chair, his frame club, and whom he could see was now abshaking convulsively—wholly unstrung- solutely independent of him--and what sobbing like a child. Harry sprang to catch was more to the point absolutely his own him and the two sank down together— master. no word of comfort-only the mute appeal “Yes, of course, I'll go home with you, of touch—the brown hand wet with his father,” he answered respectfully,"if mothfather's tears.
er isn't coming in. Did she or Alec say For some seconds neither spoke, then his anything to you about it before you left?” father raised his head and looked into his "No, she isn't coming in to-day-I son's face.
wouldn't let her. It was too early when "I didn't know it was you, Harry. I have I started. But that's not what I mean," been hunting you all day to ask your par- Rutter went on with increasing excitement. don.” It was the memory of the last in- “I want you to go home with me and stay dignity he had heaped upon him that had forever; I want to forget the past; I want been torturing him.
St. George to hear me say so! Come and “I knew you didn't, father.”
take your place at the head of the estate “Don't go away again, Harry, please I will have Gorsuch arrange the papers todon't, my son!” he pleaded, strangling the morrow. You and St. George must go tears, trying to regain his self-control- back with me to-day. I have the large tears had often of late moistened Talbot carryall—Matthew is with me—he stopped Rutter's lids. “Your mother can't stand at the corner-he's there now.” it another year, and I'm breaking up- “That's very kind of you, father," Harry half blind. You won't go, will you?” rejoined calmly, concealing as best he could
“No—not right away, father-we'll talk his disappointment at not being able to see of that later.” He was still in the dark as his mother: it seemed strange to him that to how it had come about. What he knew he was not more affected by the sight of his father's suffering. When he first saw “So am I," laughed St. George, slapping his uncle he had not been able to keep the his lean thighs—"on a very shaky pair of tears back-and yet they were dry enough legs—so shaky that I shall have to go to bed now—why he could not tell.
again pretty soon.” “Yes! of course you will go with me. “But you're coming out all right, St. Please send your servant for Matthew, my George!” Rutter had squared himself in coachman, and have him drive up,” the his chair and was now looking straight at colonel continued in nervous, jerky tones, his host. “Gorsuch has written you half a turning to St. George. “You can't stay dozen letters about it and not a word from here another hour. How you ever got here you in reply. Now I see why. But all that is more than I can understand. Moorlands will come out in time. You're not going to is the place for you both—you'll get well stay here for an hour longer, I tell you." His there. My carriage is a very easy one. old personality was beginning to assert itself. Perhaps I had better go for Matthew my “The future doesn't interest me, Talself.”
bot,” smiled St. George in perfect good "No, don't move, Talbot,” rejoined St. humor. “In my experience my future has George in a calming tone. He had never always been worse than my past.” seen Talbot Rutter like this. All his old- “But that is no reason why you shouldn't time measured talk and manner were gone; go home with me now and let us take care he was like some baffled hunted man plead- of you,” Rutter cried in a still more posiing to his captors for his life. “I'm very tive tone. “Annie will be delighted. Stay grateful to you but I shall stay here. Harry, a month with me—stay a year. After what will you kindly go for Matthew?”
I owe you, St. George, there's nothing I “Stay here!—for how long?" cried the wouldn't do for you." colonel in astonishment, his glance fixed on “You have already done it, TalbotHarry as he left the room in obedience to every obligation is wiped out,” rejoined St. his uncle's request.
George in a satisfied tone. “Well, perhaps for the balance of the “How?” winter."
“By coming here and asking Harry's “In this hole?" His voice had grown pardon—that is more to me than all the stronger.
things I have ever possessed,” and his voice "Certainly, why not?” replied St. George broke as he thought of the change that had simply, moving his chair so that his guest taken place in Harry's fortunes in the last might see him the better. “My servants half hour. are taking care of me. I can pay my way “Then come out to Moorlands and let here, and it's about the only place in which me prove it!” cried the colonel leaning forI can pay it. I want to tell you frankly, ward in his eagerness and grasping St. Talbot, that I am very happy to be here- George by the sleeve. am very glad, really, to get such a place. “No,” replied St. George in appreciative No one could be more devoted than my but positive tones showing that his mind two old servants—I shall never forget them was fully made up. “If I go anywhere I'll for it."
go back to my house on Kennedy Square“But you're not a pauper?” cried the that is to the little of it that is still mine. I'll colonel in some heat.
stay there for a day or two, to please Harry “That was what you were once good -or until they turn me out again, and then enough to call me—the last time we met. I'll come back here. Change of air may do The only change is that then I owed Paw- me good, and besides, Jemima and Todd son and now I owe Todd,” he said, trying should get a rest.” .. to repress a smile, as if the humor of the The colonel rose to his feet: “You shall situation would overcome him if he was do no such thing!” he exploded. The old not careful. “Thank you very much, Tal- dominating air was in full swing now. “I bot--and I mean every word of it-but I'll tell you you will come with me! Damn you, stay where I am, at least for the present.” St. George!-if you don't I'll never speak
"But the bank is on its legs again,” re- to you again, so help me, God!” bounded the colonel, ignoring all reference St. George threw back his head and burst to the past, his voice rising in intensity into a roar of laughter in which, after a