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"Can it be, Bles Alwyn," she said, "that you don't know the sort of girl she is?" He raised his hands and warded off her words, dumbly, as she turned to go, almost frightened at the havoc she saw. The heavens flamed scarlet in his eyes and he screamed. "It's a lie! It's a damned lie!" He wheeled about and tore into the swamp. "It's a damned lie!" he shouted to the trees.
"And now for the seed!" he interrupted joyously. "And then the Silver Fleece!" That night, for the first time, Bles entered Zora's home. It was a single low, black room, smoke-shadowed and dirty, with two dingy beds and a gaping fire-place.
Bles did not know whether to feel relieved or provoked, or disappointed, and by way of compromise felt something of all three. The next morning he received notice of his appointment to a clerkship in the Treasury Department, at a salary of nine hundred dollars. The sum seemed fabulous and he was in the seventh heaven.
At the same time she laid ten dollars of her first hard-earned money in his hands. "You can finish the first year with this money," Bles assured her, delighted, "and then next year you must come in to board; because, you see, when you're educated you won't want to live in the swamp." "I wants to live here always." "But not at Elspeth's." "No-o not there, not there."
Vanderpool agreed, and then curiously: "What?" Zora considered. "Negroes," she said, "have been Registers of the Treasury, and Recorders of Deeds here in Washington, and Douglas was Marshal; but I want Bles " she paused and started again. "Those are not great enough for Mr. Alwyn; he should have an office so important that Negroes would not think of leaving their party again." Mrs.
When he learned all the particulars of Alwyn's visit to Senator Smith and his cordial reception he judged it best to keep in touch with this young man, and he forthwith invited Bles to accompany him the next night to the Fifteenth Street Presbyterian Church. "You'll find the best people there," he said; "the aristocracy. The Treble Clef gives a concert, and everybody that's anybody will be there."
A delicate, slender figure "blonde comme les bles" with bluish grey, eager eyes and a mocking expression of the lips it was she herself, she who had made the last years of his life truly livable and whose fate he administered rather than ruled. She was the wife of a wealthy mine-owner whose estates abutted on his and with whom an old friendship, founded on common sports, connected him.
"Have you never heard of the Golden Fleece, Bles?" "No, ma'am," he said eagerly; then glancing up toward the Cresswell fields, he saw two white men watching them. He grasped his hoe and started briskly to work. "Some time you'll tell me, please, won't you?" She glanced at her watch in surprise and arose hastily.
You would far better go back to Alabama" pausing and looking at the young man keenly "but you won't you won't not yet, at any rate." And Bles shook his head slowly. "No well, what can I do for you?" "I want work I'll do anything." "No, you'll do one thing be a clerk, and then if you have the right stuff in you you will throw up that job in a year and start again."
He made it his business to give her pleasure; and understanding the inquisitive active little spirit he had to do with, he went where his own tastes would hardly have led him. The Quai aux Fleurs was often visited, but also the Halle aux Blés, the great Halle aux Vins, the Jardin des Plantes, and the Marché des Innocens.
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