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The mischief was done and one thing only left to emerge with as good a grace as possible from a doubtful position. As the moments passed it became more clear to Markham in which way his duty lay and the more he thought of it, the more he was convinced that it lay out of Vagabondia. Hermia must go this very day and he to beard their pretty tigress.
The projection of these against a Puritan background ties symbolical of everything the Anglo-Saxon shudders at and abhors; of anarchy and mob rule, of bohemia and vagabondia, of sedition and murder, of Latin revolutions and reigns of terror; of sex irregularity not of the clandestine sort to be found in decent communities but of free love that flaunts itself in the face of an outraged public.
He stayed in the region just long enough to make sure that the winter drowsiness had clutched him and also took the precaution to roll against the entrance of the cave, a large stone, which he had to move with a lever, that he might be sure of finding his partner in Vagabondia when he returned for him in the early spring.
By birth, predilection, and instinct both were philosophers of the open, preferring an untrammeled life in Vagabondia to the collars and conventions of society. Both delighted in exquisite leisure, and spent it in pleased acquiescence with things as they are.
There was nothing for it but to wait, and Markham became aware that love, in addition to being all the things that he and Hermia had described it, was a grievous hunger which would feed upon no food but itself. He was quite wretched, painted abominably by day and prowled in the streets by night, his disembodied spirit off among the highways of Vagabondia.
It is probable that a week of pure vagabondia cured him of the idea that civilization is a disease, for he came back home, made a bonfire of his attire, and after a vigorous tubbing, was clothed in his right mind. Groggy studies in French under a private tutor followed, and then came a term as special student in Greek at London University.
And the simply sounding words embodied a great deal more of tender fancy than a careless observer would have imagined; and Dolly, recognizing the thrill in his voice, was half startled. But she shook her head, and managed to smile. "That is not wisdom," she said. "It savors of the lilies of the field. We cannot quarrel with our bread and butter for sentiment's sake in Vagabondia.
The astuteness of this proverb continually proved itself in Vagabondia, and this was more particularly the case when the holiday had been Dolly's, inasmuch as Dolly was invariably called upon to "fight her battles o'er again," and recount her experiences the day following a visit, for the delectation of the household.
It was not the Dolly who had been wont to pride herself upon ruling supreme in Vagabondia, who sat there before them making them wonder; it was a new creature, who seemed quite a stranger to them. They were glad to see how fond of her Miss Mac-Dowlas appeared to be.
She smiled mischievously. "I must, I think, Philidor. Would you have me compromised?" He laughed happily. "Yes. Compromised by reverence, pilloried by tenderness " "Not reverence, Philidor. I'm only a little devil, after all." "Then devils are angels in Vagabondia. Your wings are white, Hermia." "They're trailing now " "Brave wings fluttering weary of flight. They shall fly no more "
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