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Updated: September 3, 2025
She did not need to force her now. The muscles relaxed, and Pepeeta sank back upon her pillow, sobbing like a little child, while Dorothea stroked her forehead. The soothing touch of her hand and her gentle presence calmed the agitated and disappointed heart. The sobs became less frequent, the tears ceased to flow, and sleep, coming like a benediction, brought the balm of oblivion.
"You ought to quit this business, Mantel, and come with me. I am going to find Pepeeta, take her back to that quiet valley where I lived, and get myself readjusted to life. I need time for reflection, and so do you. What do you say? Will you join me? I cannot bear to leave you? You have been a friend, and I love you!" "Thanks, Corson, thanks.
I feel like a tired bird that has found a refuge from a storm. But what will your husband say, when he hears this story?" "Thee need not be troubled about that. His door and heart are ever open to those who labor and are heavy laden. The Christ has found a faithful follower in him, Pepeeta. It was he who first divined thy story." "Then you knew me?" "We had conjectured."
"Oh! thank you, thank you a thousand times; that is like yourself!" Pepeeta said, her face aglow with gratitude. It was a light from the soul itself that shone through the thin transparency of that face, pale with thought and suffering, and gave it its new radiance. The world around them was steeped in autumn beauty. A gigantic smile was on the face of Nature.
As there are hours when we thirst to be alone, there are others when we hunger for the touch of a human hand, the glance of a human eye, a smile from human lips. Even gross, material things like food and drink lose half their flavor when taken in solitude. Pepeeta needed friends and found them. We never know how small a part of ourselves that fraction may be which we have taken for the whole!
Ask it if there is any reason why we cannot be happy now? Tell it that your Pepeeta is too weak to endure this separation any longer. I am only a woman, David! I cannot any longer bear life alone. I love you too deeply. I cannot live without you."
He could not see the figure that crept to the window and gazed down upon him from behind the drapery of the curtains. He did not know that Pepeeta had fallen upon her knees in an agony deeper than his own, and was gazing down at him through streaming tears. In those few succeeding moments the sense of his personal loss was displaced by a sudden and overpowering sense of his personal guilt.
Refusing the kind offers of a permanent refuge in the home of these hospitable Kentuckians, he made his way back to Cincinnati, where he hoped not only to find traces of the fugitives, but to recover the jewels which Pepeeta had left behind her on the table, and which in his frantic haste he had forgotten to take with him. He learned the history of the jewels in a few short hours.
You take me on the right side, D-D-Davy. I'll do the square thing by you see if I d-d-don't. Let's have a drink. Bring the bottle, Pepeeta!" She went to the mantel and returned with a flask and two glasses. The quack filled them both and passed one to David. It was the first time in his life that he had ever even smelt an intoxicant.
Each week witnessed a perceptible advance in peace, in rest, in quiet happiness, and at last the night of their marriage arrived, and they went together to the meeting house. The people gathered as they did at that other service when David made the address to which Pepeeta had listened with such astonishment and rapture.
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