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Updated: June 16, 2025
Even my father noticed it, when at dinner-time, with Jael's help poor old Jael! how proud she was John crawled downstairs. "Why, thee art picking up, lad! Thee'lt be a man again in no time." "I hope so. And a better man than ever I was before." "Thee might be better, and thee might be worse. Anyhow, we couldn't do without thee, John. Hey, Phineas! who's been meddling with my spectacles?"
When at last his mother came he buried his face in her breast and sobbed: "His head hangs like a flower broken at the stem. He can not lift it, and he thirsts no more for water." "Peace be to Jael's father," the mother replied, choking back a sob, "and peace be to thee, my brave little Jesu." "Nay, I am not brave. I was afraid afraid!" "Nay, nay. My little Jesu is not afraid of a dog."
As she sat there in gloomy meditation Jael's evil prediction entered her mind, and she amused herself with dreams of what might take place if she should leave the convent and go out into the world again. In putting away her papers a little note fell out. "The goose is at it again," she said.
The old woman stood for a moment holding the open door in her hand. "You fool!" she said, "what are you doing there, dressed up in that way like a guy?" Then Clara got up from her feet and stood before her mother in Jael's dress and Jael's turban. Dalrymple thought that the dress and turban did not become her badly. Mrs Van Siever apparently thought otherwise.
Henry supported her tenderly, and wiped the blood from her face; and as several people came up, and a policeman, he gave the man in charge, on Jael's authority, and he was conveyed to the station accordingly, he and his bow.
"If you please, ma'am, does Mr. Little bide here?" Mrs. Little said yes, with a smile: for Jael's face and modesty pleased her at first sight. "I have something for him." "I'll give it to him." "If you please, ma'am, I was to give it him myself." Henry recognized the voice, opened the door, and invited her in. Mrs. Little followed her, full of suppressed curiosity.
Jael's hair was reddish, and her full eyes were gray; she was freckled a little under the eyes, but the rest of her cheek full of rich pure color, healthy, but not the least coarse: and her neck an alabaster column. Hers was a meek, monotonous countenance; but with a certain look of concentration. Altogether, a humble beauty of the old rural type; healthy, cleanly, simple, candid, yet demure.
Fancy my going on about the six Mosaic days, and Jonah's whale, and Jael's nail, and doing their duty in that state of life where it HAS pleased Heaven to place them. B. Impossible, my dear! Those things can't be taught if they are to be taught except by those who accept them as entirely as ever; and it is absurd to think of keeping you where you would be totally devoid of all intellectual food!
He smoothed it over, but was a little put out, and stalked away without another word: he had said enough to put Jael's bosom in a flutter, and open a bright prospect to her heart; Miss Carden once disposed of in marriage, what might she not hope? She now reflected, with honest pride, that she had merited Henry's love by rare unselfishness.
Little stepped into Jael's room, and told her how matters stood. Jael looked dismayed, and begged her on no account to proceed: "For," said she, "if Mr. Henry was to ask me, I should say No. He would always be hankering after Miss Carden: and, pray don't be angry with me, but I think I'm worth a man's whole heart; for I could love one very dearly, if he loved me." Mrs. Little was deeply mortified.
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