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Betty heard him shuffling downstairs. He had hardly gone, when the door opened again, and Smith came in. "So you have had company while I was away?" he said. "Who was the grandee with the cat? An old childhood's friend? Was he trying to sell the animal to us?" "That was Mr. Bat Jarvis," said Betty. Smith looked interested. "Bat! What was he doing here?" Betty related the story of the cat.
A pound a week and a woman to come in and light the fires! Mr. Jarvis let me have some money and I paid three months' rent in advance. What do you think of them?" "I can't think," she whispered. "I can't!" He carried her to the window. "This is my real surprise, dear," he announced, in a tone of triumph. "Look!" The blind flew up at his touch.
Jarvis, but immediately abandoned it as dishonest, acknowledging the true reason, that in all the world the presence of this one man alone might assuage in some degree the terror in his soul. For the first time in his life, since childhood, he knew a sense of utter dependence upon another human being. He felt no shame, would make no explanation for his early visit.
He pulled with a long, slow stroke, suited to the solemn refrain of Juanita, which he continued to pour forth with his soul in every word. They went on, deeper into the Bluegrass. The blue sky above them was now dappled with golden clouds, and the air grew warmer, but Jarvis and his nephew showed no signs of weariness.
The boys went 'way round, miles below the mill to hunt moles, and I got into the creek. And just look at my stockings, Annie!" "Oh, Lizzie!" cried her sister in distress, "what will aunt say?" then added that which always attached itself to Elizabeth's misdemeanors, "What would Mrs. Jarvis think if she were to come to-day?" "Oh, bother!
Those very letters would, a few short weeks ago, have seemed to Douglas the perfection of truth and artlessness. He returned to England wondrously restored to health. Jarvis had been his constant attendant in Paris, and had brought him every morning a cup of coffee made by his own hands. At the Temple, he found a note from Paulina, telling him that he was expected hourly at Hilton House.
Jarvis "officiated as archdeacon" and presented the candidates. The order of service differed somewhat in arrangement, but in nothing else, from our order as it stands today. But the changes are not material enough to require any mention. The ordination ended, the bishop dissolved the convention and directed the clergy to meet him in convocation at a later hour.
Lieutenant Jarvis estimates that, in addition to the two thousand who wintered there, eighteen thousand people were at Nome in the summer of 1900. Probably six thousand remained in the country throughout the following winter, well provided for, as the government at the close of the mining season transported the remaining needy and destitute.
He was filled with an infinite content. "I think," he said, "that I should like to go home now if this other gentleman and Chetwode will kindly help me out. You see, I haven't been here since May 4, and to-day is July 2. I think I must have overslept myself. And that idiot Jarvis was opening the letters when I arrived! Yes, I'm quite ready." They helped him out to the carriage.
It was only that he could make no sense himself of his extraordinary excitement, and as for writing it down "Jacob's letters are so like him," said Mrs. Jarvis, folding the sheet. "Indeed he seems to be having ..." said Mrs. Flanders, and paused, for she was cutting out a dress and had to straighten the pattern, "... a very gay time." Mrs. Jarvis thought of Paris.
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