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Jarvis, holding a cat in his arms, was scowling at Mr. Asher, who had backed away and appeared apprehensive. "What is the trouble?" asked John. "Dis guy here wit' two left feet," said Bat querulously, "treads on de kit." Mr. Renshaw, eying Bat and the silent Otto with disgust, intervened. "Who are these persons?" he enquired. "Poison yourself," rejoined Bat, justly incensed.
If she could have married Captain Asher she would have felt a good deal safer; it would have taken much provocation to make her father leave his money out of the family if his old friend had been one of that family. Now, when she heard her father's voice, and saw his dark eyes glittering at her, she knew she was in great danger, and the well-known chill ran through her.
"I see a danged fool," Darley Champers cried, springing up. "Come down here in twenty-five years and make a hunt for me, then," Asher said with a smile, but Champers had already plunged inside the schoolhouse. The council following was a brief one.
"Thoroughbreds, both of 'em," Jim Shirley murmured under his breath, and Pryor Gaines' face expressed the things he could not say. "I believe that is the best thing to do," Asher Aydelot declared. Then the settlers said good night, and sought their homes. As Virginia Aydelot rode away in the early morning, the cool breeze came surging to her out of the west.
The time has come, Asher, when you must make your choice between your convictions and your son. ASHER. Speak out. DR. JONATHAN. I mean that you must be prepared to tell George, if he recovers, that you have abandoned your attitude toward the workmen, that you are willing to recognize their union, settle the strike, and go even further than in their ignorance they ask.
When Asher Aydelot read the morning lesson in the Sunday school, his voice was deep and unfaltering. He had chosen the eighth chapter of Deuteronomy, with its sublime promises to a wilderness-locked people. Then Pryor Gaines offered prayer.
The artist felt all this solid life closing round him like the walls of a torture-chamber, squeezing out his confidence, his aspirations, his very life. 'Then you prefer to break your daughter's heart! he cried desperately. 'Break my daughter's heart! echoed Sir Asher in amaze. It was apparently a new aspect to him.
Asher had said such fires could leap rivers. Between her and safety were many level banks where the sandy stream bed was narrow, and many grassy stretches where there was no water at all. Distance, storm wind, fire and hail, all seemed ready to close down upon her, making her senses reel. One human being, alone before the wrath of Nature!
"Sit down, Asher," she said, and Asher dropped to his place on the step. "We don't seem to see life through the same spectacles," he said calmly. "Am I wrong, mother? Nobody can choose my life for me, nor my wife, either. Didn't old grandfather, Jean Aydelot, leave his home in France, and didn't grandmother, Mercy Pennington, marry to suit her own choice?"
In the duet with Tannhäuser she was benign and forgiving, the divine penitent who, having no sins of her own to do penance for, does penance for the sins of others. It was then that Ulick began to understand the secret of Evelyn's acting; in Elizabeth she had gone back to the Dulwich days before she knew Asher, and was acting what she then felt and thought.
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