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Gaston, whose shallow brain could not stand the copious draughts of wine with which he washed down his repast, began all at once to overwhelm Zora with bitter reproaches at her not being able to comprehend how a man like him, who was destined to play a serious part in society, could have been led away, as he had been, by a person like her.
It's better," she assented. "But it's chimerical." "So are all the dreams ever dreamed by man. I shouldn't like to pass my life without dreams, Zora. I could give up tobacco and alcohol and clean collars and servants, and everything you could think of but not dreams. Without them the earth is just a sort of backyard of a place." "And with them?" said Zora. "An infinite garden."
Zora looked inquiringly at Septimus, who explained dis cursively. Zora renounced Paris. She would wait for Emmy. For the time being the incident was closed. Septimus, in his hospitality, offered tea. "I'll get it for you," said Zora. "It will be a good opportunity to speak sweetly to Wiggleswick." She swept out of the room; the two men lit cigarettes and smoked for a while in silence.
"It means, my dear mother, that they're married," said Zora; "but why they should have thought it necessary to run away to do it in this hole-and-corner fashion I can't imagine." "It's very terrible," said Mrs. Oldrieve. "It's worse than terrible. It's idiotic," said Zora. She was mystified, and being a woman who hated mystification, was angry. Her mother began to cry.
Either bridegroom looked gladly at the flow of his sister's garments and almost darkly at his bride's. For Helen was decked in Parisian splendor, while Mary was gowned in the Fleece. "'Tis thy marriage morning, shining in the sun!" Up floated the song of the little dark-faced children, and Zora listened. Twenty-two Bles Alwyn was seated in the anteroom of Senator Smith's office in Washington.
"Attempt to kill a white man." "Any witnesses?" "None except the victim." "And I," said Zora, coming forward. Both the sheriff and Colonel Cresswell stared at her. Of course, she was simply a black girl but she was an educated woman, who knew things about the Cresswell plantations that it was unnecessary to air in court.
Bles could not wring another word from her; nor did the ancient witch, by word or look, again give the slightest indication that she was aware of his presence. With reluctant farewell, Bles turned home. For a space Zora watched him, and once she started after him, but came slowly back, and sat by the fire-place.
"The right sort of Negro one like Stillings appointed to a reasonable position, would do both," opined Cresswell. "It evidently didn't," Mrs. Vanderpool interjected. Cresswell arose. "I tell you, Mr. Easterly, I object it mustn't go through." He took his leave. Mrs. Vanderpool did not readily give up her plea for Alwyn, and bade Zora get Mr. Smith on the telephone for discussion.
They are very human, these men, especially the laborers. Their prejudices are cruel enough, but there are joints in their armor. They are used to seeing us either scared or blindly angry, and they understand how to handle us then, but at other times it is hard for them to do anything but meet us in a human way." "But, Zora, think of the contact of the court, the humiliation, the coarse talk "
Oldrieve's drawing-room, he made such unearthly and terrific noises that Mrs. Oldrieve grew pale and Zora politely but firmly took it from his hands and deposited it in the umbrella-stand in the hall. "I hope you don't mind," she said. "Oh, dear, no," said Septimus mildly. "I could never make out why anybody liked it."
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