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Updated: August 9, 2024
As war days and cotton-factor days recede into a past more and more filmed over with romance, he too grows rare among us, and I regret it, for he was in truth a picturesque figure. General Rieppe was perfect.
But we have progress, progress, instead; and that is a tremendous consolation. XI: Daddy Ben and His Seed But what was Hortense Rieppe coming to see for herself? Many dark things had been made plain to me by my talk with the two ladies; yet while disclosing so much, they had still left this important matter in shadow. I was very glad, however, for what they had revealed.
With a gesture of remembering something he crossed back again. "You've not seen Miss Rieppe?" "Why, of course I haven't!" I exclaimed. Was everybody going to ask me that? "Well, something's up, old boy. Charley has got the launch away with him and I'll bet he's got her away with him, too. Charley lied this morning." "Is lying, then, so rare with him?" "Why, it rather is, you know.
No, neither of these conjectures seemed to furnish a key to the tactics of Miss Rieppe and the theory that each of these affianced parties was strategizing to cause the other to assume the odium of breaking their engagement, with no result save that of repeatedly countermanding a wedding-cake, struck me as belonging admirably to a stage-comedy in three acts, but scarcely to life as we find it.
She was listening with composure to the murmurs of Hortense Rieppe, more felicitous, no doubt. Miss Rieppe, through her veil, was particularly devoting herself to Miss La Lieu.
After my burst of exclamation I came back to it. "So you think Miss Rieppe will get out of it?" "It is my nephew who will 'get out of it, as you express it." I totally misunderstood her. "Oh!" I protested stupidly. "He doesn't look like that. And it takes all meaning from the cake." "Do not say cake to me again!" said the lady, smiling at last.
Hortense chose another line of speculation. "I wonder why your brother is so sure of me?" "Charley is a set man. And I've never seen him so set on anything as on you, Hortense Rieppe." "He is always so kind," murmured Hortense again. "He's a man you'll always know just where to find," declared Kitty. "Charley is safe.
John's resignation, if it had really occurred, did certainly follow very close upon the arrival of Hortense; but I had spoken one true thought in intimating that I doubted if it was due to the influence of Miss Rieppe.
"Here's unquestionably how!" he exclaimed. We had a gay lunch; I should have supposed there was plenty of room in the Hermana's refrigerator; nor did the absence of Hortense and John, the cause of our jubilation, at all interfere with the jubilation itself; by the time the launch was ready to put me ashore, Gazza had sung several miles of "good music" and double that quantity of "razzla-dazzla," and General Rieppe was crying copiously, and assuring everybody that God was very good to him.
Had it been Miss Rieppe that John so suddenly ran away to? It seemed now more as if the boy had been running away from somebody. The waitress had stared at him with extraordinary interest; she had seen his bruise; perhaps she knew how he had got it. Her excitement had he smashed up his official superior at the custom house?
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