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It's easy enough to build up a report of that kind on the half-knowledge of rumor which is all that any outsider can have in the case." "So far," Minver said, with unbroken tranquillity, "as any such edifice has been erected, you are the architect, Rulledge. I shouldn't think you would like to go round insinuating that sort of thing.
Rulledge exploded in uncontrollable enthusiasm. "She turned round as soon as she had got through with her hymn of praise it made Braybridge feel awfully flat and ran back through the bushes to the boat-landing, and that was the last he saw of her till he met her in town this fall." "And when and when did he offer himself?" Rulledge entreated breathlessly. "How "
The man filled his cup for him, and after Wanhope put in the sugar and lifted it to his lips, Rulledge said, with his impetuous business air, "It's easy to see what Wanhope does his high thinking on." "Yes," the psychologist admitted, "coffee is an inspiration. But you can overdo an inspiration.
"Do you mean " we began simultaneously. "That he built the whole thing from the ground up, with the start that we had given him. Why, you poor things! Who could have told him how it all happened? Braybridge? Or the girl? As Wanhope began by saying, people don't speak of their love-making, even when they distinctly remember it." "Yes, but see here, Minver!" Rulledge said, with a dazed look.
"Do you mean that Miss Hazelwood " Rulledge began, but Minver's laugh arrested him. "Nothing so concrete, I'm afraid," Wanhope gently returned. "I mean, to match them in graciousness, in loveliness, in all the agile contests of spirit and plays of fancy. It's pathetic to see them caught up into something more serious in that other game, which they are so good at."
"Rulledge can bear up against the facts, I guess, Minver," Halson said, almost austerely. "Her father died two years ago, and then she had to come East, for her aunt simply wouldn't live on the ranch.
The story-loving Rulledge remembered. "You went out with your wife and children for Easter eggs." "Oh yes. Thank you. Well, of course, in a town geographically American, the shops were all shut on Sunday, and we couldn't buy even an Easter egg on Easter Sunday.
"You mean a sort of self-anaesthesia?" Wanhope asked. "That is very interesting. How far such a principle, if there is one, can be carried in practice. The hypnotists " "I'm afraid I didn't mean anything so serious or scientific," said the painter. "Then don't switch Wanhope off on a side track," Rulledge implored. "You know how hard it is to keep him on the main line.
Minver took his cigar out to ask, the more impressively, perhaps, "What do you fellows make of the terror that a two months' babe starts in its sleep with before it can have any notion of what fear is on its own hook?" "We don't make anything of it," the psychologist answered. "Perhaps the pathologists do." "Oh, it's easy enough to say wind," Rulledge indignantly protested.
He was just in time." Halson beamed for pleasure upon us, and even Minver said, "Yes, that's rather nice." After a moment he added, "Rulledge thinks she put it there." "You're too bad, Minver," Halson protested. "The charm of the whole thing was her perfect innocence. She isn't capable of the slightest finesse. I've known her from a child, and I know what I say."
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