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But this was no new thought, nor was the contrariness of Bibbs's notes a surpise to him; and presently he dismissed the matter from his mind. He felt very lonely, and this was, daily, his hardest hour. For a long time he and Jim had lunched together habitually.
Bibbs went to his room as soon as they left the table, and her husband was not communicative after reading his paper. She became an anxious spectator of Bibbs's progress as a man of business, although it was a progress she could glimpse but dimly and only in the evening, through his remarks and his father's at dinner.
Having satisfied himself that Bibbs's scribblings were only a sample of the kind of writing his son preferred to the machine-shop, he decided, innocently enough, that he would be justified in reading them.
And I'm goin' to help you." Sheridan decided to sit down again. He brought his chair close to his son's, and, leaning over, tapped Bibbs's knee confidentially. "I got plans for you, Bibbs," he said. Bibbs instantly looked thoroughly alarmed. He drew back. "I I'm all right now, father." "Listen." Sheridan settled himself in his chair, and spoke in the tone of a reasonable man reasoning.
"I reckon he certainly would! And I got plenty sympathy with him right now, myself!" "It's the same answer, then?" Bibbs's voice was serious, almost tremulous. "Damnation!" Sheridan roared. "Did you ever hear the word Prosperity, you ninny? Did you ever hear the word Ambition? Did you ever hear the word PROGRESS?"
The priests wore that "settish" look Bibbs's mother had seen beginning to develop about his mouth and eyes a wary look which she could not define, but it comes with service at the temple; and it was the more marked upon Bibbs for his sharp awakening to the necessities of that service. He did as little "useless" thinking as possible, giving himself no time for it.
And suddenly she saw a picture he had not intended to paint for sympathy: a sturdy boy hammering a smaller, sickly boy, and the sickly boy unresentful. Not that picture alone; others flashed before her. Instantaneously she had a glimpse of Bibbs's life and into his life. She had a queer feeling, new to her experience, of knowing him instantly.
To his own view, he had reasoned exhaustively, had explained fully and had pleaded more than a father should, only to be met in the end with the unreasoning and mysterious stubbornness which had been Bibbs's baffling characteristic from childhood. "By George, you will!" he cried. "You'll go back there and you'll like it!
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