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The butler announced lunch, and Ben came dashing downstairs, delighted to see Stephen and full of excuses at having lingered in his wife's room. He said Polly was feeling rather poorly, and Stephen was glad to see a look of anxiety cross Deena's face; he rightly judged her thoughts had been diverted from Patagonia to Polly's sofa, and he breathed once more.
The black velvet picture dress was only one of several found suitable for her use in the trunk of finery belonging to the Chicago cousin, and the jewels that had come into the Shelton family from the same source were worthy of Deena's beauty. Her clothes were good, and she wore them like a princess.
Deena's delicate complexion was reddened by the heat of the preserve kettle, her sleeves were rolled above her elbows, and a checked apron with a bib acted as overalls. Polly twitched her to the stairs. "What a fright you make of yourself," she exclaimed; "and yet, I declare, you are pretty, in spite of it!
During Deena's illness he was glad of an excuse to be near enough to get daily reports of her progress, but as she became strong and resumed the routine of living, so that intercourse became unavoidable, he found the strain of silence more than he could bear. He resigned his professorship permanently, and went abroad, making the book his excuse.
The story was the usual magazine length, about five thousand words, and Deena's handwriting was as clear and direct as her character. At the end of half an hour she heard his voice calling her name, and she joined him. "It is very creditable," he said. "It fairly glows with vitality.
"Anything is better than uncertainty," said Stephen, and the speech must have been from the new point of view, the hope of Deena's freedom, for the next moment he was conscious of a wave of shame. "I ought to get an answer from Lopez before night," he added, rising to go; "and as soon as I hear I will return and let you know."
You will have to forgive that and many other mistakes." He looked at her almost wistfully. Deena's tears came, dripping plentifully over her clasped hands. "It is I who should ask forgiveness," she said, humbly, remembering how often she had scorned his economies. "The money is more than I shall need don't think of it again, Simeon.
She was growing irritable under her dread. Like Elisha, she longed to silence them with the answer: "I know it; hold ye your peace." The middle of June had passed, the fourth week of the voyage had begun, and now any day, any hour, might bring news. Deena's anxiety had made such inroads into her health that her father took alarm and called in her old friend Dr.
This summing up of French's outer man was not Deena's estimate, as she watched his approach she was too familiar with his appearance to receive any especial impression. She accepted his apologies for his cigar and for keeping her waiting with an indifferent air, and turned once more toward the sea.
"I I don't know," faltered Deena, struggling with her emotion. "You don't know? You buy without even asking the price?" he pursued. The enormity of the offense crushed his irritation; it struck at the very foundations of his trust in Deena's judgment, at her whole future usefulness to him; he almost felt as if his bank account were not in his own keeping.
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