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I nodded my head, and Chad closed the door softly, taking with him a small cup and saucer, and returning in a few minutes followed by that most delicious of all aromas, the savory steam of boiling coffee.
There dwelt one of the lords of the Bluegrass land, and again Chad looked to the school-master and, this time, the school-master smiled and nodded as though to say: "We're getting close now, Chad." So Chad rose to his feet thrilled, and watched the scene until the hills shut it off again.
Straight in front of the Squire gathered the Turners about Melissa and Chad and Jack as a centre with Jack squatted on his hanches foremost of all, facing the Squire with grave dignity and looking at none else save, occasionally, the old hunter or his little master. To the right stood the sheriff with his rifle, and on the outskirts hung the school-master.
To this Chad replied that they had on the contrary kept tremendously polite; adding moreover that Sally was after all not the woman to have made the mistake of not being. "Her hands are a good deal tied, you see. I got so, from the first," he sagaciously observed, "the start of her." "You mean she has taken so much from you?"
It sounded as if he were asking if he had caught cold or hurt his foot, and Strether for a minute but smoked and smoked. "I want to see her again. I must see her." "Of course you must." Then Chad hesitated. "Do you mean a Mother herself?" "Oh your mother that will depend." It was as if Mrs. Newsome had somehow been placed by the words very far off.
The boys might not have been able to give any reason for this reticence towards their parents, but the fact remained that they had never revealed the secret to them, and that although tradition still spoke of a cleverly-masked chamber somewhere at Chad, it was now popularly supposed to have been in that part of the house which had boon demolished during the Wars of the Roses.
"By which you mean you don't budge?" "I don't budge." "You've cabled?" "No I've made Chad do it." "That you decline to come?" "That HE declines. We had it out this morning and I brought him round. He had come in, before I was down, to tell me he was ready ready, I mean, to return. And he went off, after ten minutes with me, to say he wouldn't." Miss Gostrey followed with intensity.
Chad Newsome was doubtless to be struck, when he arrived, with the sharpness of their opposition at this particular hour; he was to remember, as a part of it, how Waymarsh came with him and with Strether to the street and stood there with a face half-wistful and half-rueful.
"Oh I say !" But Chad, as they went downstairs, clapped a firm hand, in the manner of a pledge, upon his shoulder. They descended slowly together and had, in the court of the hotel, some further talk, of which the upshot was that they presently separated. Chad Newsome departed, and Strether, left alone, looked about, superficially, for Waymarsh.
He had met again his companion's sufficiently searching look. "Are you tired of her?" Chad gave him in reply to this, with a movement of the head, the strangest slow smile he had ever had from him. "Never." It had immediately, on Strether's imagination, so deep and soft an effect that our friend could only for the moment keep it before him. "Never?" "Never," Chad obligingly and serenely repeated.
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