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For a long time they sat in silence. Afterwards, there came a few whispered interchanges of feeling, as the stillness of a grove is broken by gentle agitations among the leaves, and finally David said, "Pepeeta, you have long promised to tell me all you knew of your early life; will you do it now?" "Of what possible interest can it be to you?" she asked.
Its influence was decisive upon her avaricious soul, and she clutched at it wildly. "Put it into my han'!" she cried. "Put Pepeeta into mine," he said. "Pepeeta! Pepeeta!" she called. "Pepeeta! Pepeeta!" shrilled the old crone. Out of the door of the tent she came, her eyes fixed upon the ground, and her fingers picking nervously at the tinsel strings which fastened her bodice.
But the first word which fell from the lips of the speaker withdrew her attention from every other object, for his voice possessed a quality with which she was entirely unfamiliar. It would have charmed and fascinated the hearer, even if it had uttered incoherent words. For Pepeeta, it had another and a more mysterious value. It was the voice of her destiny, and rang in her soul like a bell. The speech of the young Quaker was a simple and unadorned message of the love of God to men, and of their power to respond to the Divine call. The thoughts to which he gave expression were not original, but simply distillations from the words of Madam Guyon, Fenelon, Thomas
All that has happened has been inevitable. Justice had to be vindicated. If it had not come in one way, it would in another, for there are no short cuts and evasions in tragedies like this! Every result that is attached to these causes must be drawn up by them like the links in a chain, and one never knows when the end has come." His solemn manner and earnest words alarmed Pepeeta.
The whole world seemed to resound with the refrain, "Be happy! Be happy! for you are young, are young, are young!" Pepeeta first broke the silence. "I had never heard of the things about which you talked," she said. "Thee never had? How could that be? I thought that every one knew them!" "I must have lived in a different world from yours." "What sort of a world has thee lived in?"
Not long after his own sudden disappearance and that of David and Pepeeta, the judge had called at the hotel with an order for his property. The unsuspecting landlord had honored it, and the judge not long afterward left for parts unknown. This discovery not only turned his rage to frenzy, but increased his difficulties a hundred fold.
They paused and drank in the rich music until each of these voices was silenced, and out of a copse of dense shade by the brookside there began to bubble a spring of melody so liquid, so clear, and withal of such beauty, that Pepeeta trembled with delight, hearing in that audible melody the unheard songs of the soul itself. "What is it, Steven?" she asked in a whisper. "Why, that is a cat bird!
But that is not the way of the rest of them, thank Fortune! And so Pepeeta gathers them in! Strange fish g-g-get into her net, Davy. Back there in your own little t-t-town she caught some of your long-faced old Quakers, b-b-big fellows with broad-brimmed hats, drab coats and ox eyes, regular meetin'-goers! And there was that little d-d-dove-eyed girl. What was it she wanted to know, P-P-Pepeeta?
Your false lover desired to possess the privileges without assuming the responsibilities of marriage." These words, spoken slowly, solemnly, and with a simulation of candor which would have deceived her even if she had not desired to believe them, produced the most profound impression upon the mind of Pepeeta.
But there was one which had a burden all its own. The demure Quaker maiden who had looked love out of her dove-like eyes three years ago when Pepeeta appeared for the first time among these quiet folk, was in her old familiar seat.
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