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He called the strikers an unprintable name, and though Janet stood, with her back turned, directly before him, he gave no sign of being aware of her presence. "It wasn't the gatekeeper's fault," she heard Orcutt reply in a tone quivering with excitement and apprehension. "They really didn't give us a chance that's the truth. They were down Canal Street and over the bridge before we knew it."
Ditmar, and tell him I want to see him?" she asked. "Why, I guess so," he answered, after a moment. "What name shall I say?" "Miss Bumpus." "Bumpus," he repeated. "That's the gatekeeper's name." "I'm his daughter but I want to see Mr. Ditmar." "Well," said the sergeant, "I'm sure it's all right, but I'll have to send in anyway. Orders are orders. You understand?" She nodded as he departed.
When Arsinoe had been tempted out on to the balcony by her lover's snatch of song and had been driven in again by her father, the steward had not reproved her in any way unkindly, but had stroked her cheeks and said with a smile: "I rather fancy that lad of the gatekeeper's whom I once turned out of doors has had his eye on you since you were chosen for Roxana. Poor wretch!
The arrangement of the grounds was such that a high board fence protected the interior from inquisitive passers-by on the highway, and the gate was set in a corner, so that no considerable part of the enclosure was visible from it. The gravelled driveway, immediately after entering the grounds, took a sharp turn round the corner of the gardener's cottage, which answered for a gatekeeper's lodge.
At the Wicket Gate pilgrim Feeble-mind met with nothing but the kindest and the most condescending entertainment. It was the gatekeepers way to become all things to all men. The gatekeeper's nature was all in his name; for he was all Goodwill together. No kind of pilgrim ever came wrong to Goodwill. He never found fault with any. Only let them knock and come in and he will see to all the rest.
And, somehow, there was something in the gatekeeper's words that called back to Christian, if not all the things he had ever done, yet from among them the worst things he had ever done.
When Arsinoe had been tempted out on to the balcony by her lover's snatch of song and had been driven in again by her father, the steward had not reproved her in any way unkindly, but had stroked her cheeks and said with a smile: "I rather fancy that lad of the gatekeeper's whom I once turned out of doors has had his eye on you since you were chosen for Roxana. Poor wretch!
That is what would have happened to our gardener who ruined the gatekeeper's daughter, if the man had not left England. She was only a girl hardly grown; yes, it all comes back to me. I remember what my husband did." She was still speaking under her breath, reciting the story more to herself than to Martha, her voice rising and falling, at times hardly audible.
And as he had stolen nothing, they could not hurt him by merely suspecting him. But this gatekeeper's inspection was minute; and when he came to some slight protuberance on the breast of the coat, which, indeed, Douglas himself had not noticed, he demanded to know what it was. Nay, he had the coat taken off.
Behold his portrait in day dress; at night he envelopes his noble form in ample, even voluminous draperies. One night, he said, two carters lifted his level-crossing gates and took them away. Mysore State police investigate. Report to R.; no witnesses could be got to bear out gatekeeper's statement, and suggest gatekeeper had been demanding toll, i.e. blackmail, to put into his own pocket!
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