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I don't know what I'll do if I have to be hammered. I've been so careful, too! I didn't want to take this on, but it seemed such a soft thing! If I could get off with twenty thousand, I'd keep my head up. I hate to talk like this. I'd go down like a man if I were alone, but but oh! Confound it all !" he exclaimed with an ominous break in his tone. Aynesworth laid his hand upon the boy's arm.
Sooner, perhaps, than even he imagined, for that night Aynesworth came, pale and travel-stained, with all the volcanic evidences of a great passion blazing in his eyes, quivering in his tone. The day had passed to Wingrave as a dream, more beautiful even than any in the roll of its predecessors.
Aynesworth set his alarm that night for half-past five. It seemed to him that his future would largely depend upon how soundly the child slept. The cottage, as Aynesworth neared it, showed no sign of life. The curtainless windows were blank and empty, no smoke ascended from the chimney.
"It is very possible," he said, "that he is simply making use of you to re-enter the world. Curiously enough, he has never seemed to care for solitude. He makes numberless acquaintances. What pleasure he finds in it I do not know, but he seldom avoids people. He may be simply making use of you." "What do you think yourself?" "I cannot tell," Aynesworth answered. "Indeed I cannot tell."
"Is your husband going to meet you at New York, Mrs. Travers?" "No!" "Are you going direct to Boston?" She looked at him steadily. There was a slight flush of color in her cheeks. "I find your questions impertinent, Mr. Aynesworth," she answered. There was a short silence. Aynesworth hated his task and hated himself. But most of all, he pitied the woman who sat by his side.
"Be particular about the rifles. I can take you to a little corner in Canada where the bears don't stand on ceremony. Put everything in hand, and be ready to come down to Cornwall with me on Monday." "Cornwall!" Aynesworth exclaimed. "What on earth are we going to do in Cornwall?" "I have an estate there, the home of my ancestors, which I am going to sell.
"A connection of her father's has come forward at the last moment, who is able to do all that is required for her. Her future is provided for." Aynesworth was a little taken aback. "I am very glad to hear it," he declared. "I understood that she had neither friends nor relations." "You were misinformed," the other answered. "She has both." "May I ask who it is who has turned up so unexpectedly?"
"This is getting," he remarked, "a little like melodrama. I have no objection to being abused, even in my own garden, but there are limits to my patience. Come to the point, if you have one." "Willingly," Aynesworth answered. "I want you to understand this. I have never tried to interfere in any of your malicious schemes, although I am ashamed to think I have watched them without protest.
No wonder that he has had the humanity hammered out of him." She shivered a little. "Is he always like this?" she asked. "I have watched him. He never smiles. He looks as hard as fate itself." "I have known him only a few hours," Aynesworth reminded her. "I dare not come tomorrow," she whispered; "I am afraid of him." "Do you wish me to tell him so?" he asked. "I don't know," she answered.
"That is where I live now, at least for a day or two," she said. "They cannot keep me any longer. When are you going away?" "Very soon, I am afraid, little girl," he answered. "I will come and see you, though, before I go." "You promise," she said solemnly. "I promise," Aynesworth repeated. Then she held up her face, a little timidly, and he kissed her.
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