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Updated: May 10, 2025
A splendid new interest had now come into the household in the person of one whom Clytemnestra had so often named as Cousin Bill J. Grandfather Delcher having been ordered south for the winter by Dr. Crealock, Cousin Bill J., upon Clytie's recommendation, was imported from up Fredonia way to look after the cow and be a man about the place.
He, Allan Delcher Linford, was absolving and remitting the sins of a man whose millions were counted by the hundred, a god of money and of power who yet cringed before him out there like one who feared and worshipped. Nor did he here make the mistake that many another would have made. Instead of preaching to Cyrus Browett alone preaching at him he preached as usual to his congregation.
Now his father was made perfect in Heaven, and even Grandfather Delcher whose aloofness here he had ceased to blame would not refuse to meet and know him there. Naturally, then, he turned to his grandfather in his great need for a new idol to fill the vacant niche.
Dismounting and tying his horse, he entered and, turning to ask where the sick man was, found himself throttled in the grasp of a giant. He was thrust into an inner room, windowless and with no door other than the one now barred by his chuckling captor. And here the Reverend Allan Delcher had lain three days and two nights captive of a madman, with no food and without one drop of water.
It was so dangerously close to irreverence that it made Clytemnestra look stiff and solemn as she arranged matters on the luncheon tray; yet it was so inoffensive, considering the past, that it made Grandfather Delcher quite hopeful.
However it might be with our Lord's betrayer, there was one soul now seen to be deservedly in hell. Through the patient study of the Scriptures as expounded by Grandfather Delcher, the little boy presently found himself accepting without demur the old gentleman's unspoken but sufficiently indicated opinion.
This was the church and this the patron above all others that the Reverend Allan Delcher Linford would have chosen, and earnestly did he pray that God in His wisdom impart to him the grace to please Browett and those whom Browett permitted to have a nominal voice in the control of St. Antipas. Both Aunt Bell and Nancy came to feel the strain of it all.
And there was a matter of finance between them that had been brought forward by Allan without any foolish delay. Each of them spoke to Nancy about it. "Bernal has pleased me greatly," said her husband. "He agrees that Grandfather Delcher could not have been himself when he made that will being made as it was directly after he sent Bernal off.
For Clytie, like Grandfather Delcher, was also one of the last of a race of American giants in her case a race preceding servants, that called itself "hired girls" who not only ate with the family, but joyed and sorrowed with it and for long terms of years was a part of it in devotion, responsibility and self-respect.
Instead of this, as an observer of domestic and professional life, he believed that out of the thousands to whom he had sold this tool, not ten had ever needed to cut glass, nor ever would. There was another who continued indifferent to the personal estate of this father. This was Grandfather Delcher, who had never seen him since that bleak day when he had tried to bury the memory of his daughter.
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