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After visiting Jasper Kimber at Heddington, as I came back over the hill by the path we all took that day after the Meeting Ebn Ezra Bey, my father, Elder Fairley, and thee and me I drew near the chairmaker's but where thee lived alone all those sad months. It was late evening; the sun had set.
"I am glad you speak to me so," he answered gently. "You and I are both reformers at heart." "Me? I've done nothing, sir, not any good to anybody or anything." "Not to Jasper Kimber?" "You did that, sir; he says so; he says you made him." A quick laugh passed David's lips. "Men are not made so easily. I think I know the trowel and the mortar that built that wall! Thee will marry him, friend?"
"Well, sir, 'tis the vicar. 'E says they 'adn't oughter be livin' in the house with Miss Anne, because of the talk there's been. So 'e says Kimber must choose between 'em. And Kimber, 'e says 'e'd have minded what parson said if it had a bin a church matter or such like, but parson or no parson, 'e says 'e's his own master an' 'e won't have no interferin' with him and his missus.
At that moment he was her child, escaping from her, going out rashly into the dangerous world. "I like going to see Granny," said Fanny as Kimber tucked them up together in the car. "She makes me feel young." "You may very well feel it," said Mr. Waddington. "It's only my mother's white hair, Miss Madden, that makes her look old."
He had scored every point; he was scoring now with his cool, imperturbable politeness. He tried not to think about Barbara. "Your fur." "Thank you." He rang the bell. Partridge appeared. "Tell Kimber to bring the car round and drive Mrs. Levitt home." "Thank you, Mr. Waddington, I'd rather walk." Partridge retired. She held out her hand. Mr. Waddington bowed abruptly, not taking it.
Mr Kimber gave two days of the week to the family of a Captain Mason, who owned the station next to Mr Strong's. His plan was to ride over early in the morning of one day and to return late in the evening of the next. After we had become tolerably intimate he invited me to accompany him, and to assist in teaching two of the younger boys.
He followed them through the door and down the steps into the concealed corridor. He found Ralph Bevan there. Horace had gone. "I say, Ralph, I wish you'd take Fanny home. She's tired. Get her out of this. I shall be here quite half an hour longer; settling up accounts. You might tell Kimber to come back for me and Miss Madden."
Till then I had never struck my fellow-man; but before the sun went down I fought the man who drove the lass in sorrow into the homeless world. I did not choose to fight; but when I begged the man Jasper Kimber for the girl's sake to follow and bring her back, and he railed at me and made to fight me, I took off my hat, and there I laid him in the dust."
She was comely. And this I know, that the matter ended by the cross-roads, and that by and forbidden paths have easy travel. I kissed the woman openly is there none among you who has kissed secretly, and has kept the matter hidden? For him I struck and injured, it was fair. Shall a man be beaten like a dog? Kimber would have beaten me."
Ralph, calling about nine o'clock, found Barbara alone in the library, huddled in a corner of the sofa, with her pocket-handkerchief beside her, rolled in a tight, damp ball. She started as he came in. "Oh," she said, "I thought you were the doctor." "Do you want him?" "Yes. Fanny does. She's frightened." "Shall I go and get him?" "No. No. They've sent Kimber. Oh, Ralph, I'm frightened, too."
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