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Lawrence did not say anything inreply, but looked out over the bluewater at the dark green islands of thedeep bay as the Sappho paddled along,beating up a wake of egg-white froth.He was glad that Professor Knowleswas going over to the other side todwell amongst the placid inhabitantsof North East Harbour, where the jokedieth not, even at an advanced age;where there are people who believe inRuskin and swear by Herbert Spencer,who coin words ending in 'ism,' andintellectually subsist on the 'ologies'with the notable exception of theology.Lawrence had once sat at the Professor'sfeet, at Harvard, unwillingly,indeed, but not without indirect profit.They had met to-day in the train, andit was not probable that they shouldmeet again in the course of thesummer, unless they particularly soughtone another's society.
"After all," said Miss Trehearne, asLawrence took his seat beside her, "itdoesn't matter. And it's far better tobe frank, and say at once that you don'tknow, than to pretend that you do, andthen try to steer and drown one, or todrive and then break my neck. Onlyone rather wonders where you werebrought up, you know."
Lawrence said nothing, and theyreached the house in silence. Fannywas not mistaken in calling himsensitive, though he was by no means sonervous, perhaps, as she seemed readyto believe. She had a harsh way ofsaying things which, spoken with asmile, could not have given offence,and Lawrence was apt to attachreal importance to her carelessspeeches. He felt himself out of hiselement from the first, in a place wherehe might be expected to do things inwhich he could not but show anawkward inexperience, and he was readyto resent anything like the suggestionthat timidity was at the root of hisignorance, or was even its natural result.
The library was the principal roomon the ground floor, and was really largerthan the drawing-room which followed italong the line of the south verandah,though it seemed smaller from beingmore crowded with furniture. Asgenerally happens in the country, ithad become a sort of common room inwhich everybody preferred to sit. Thedrawing-room had been almostabandoned of late, the three Miss Minersbeing sociable beings, unaccustomed tomagnificence in their own homes, andaverse to being alone with it anywhere.They felt that the drawing-room was toofine for them, and by tacit consentthey chose the library for their generaltrysting-place and tea camp when theywere indoors. Mrs. Trehearne, whowas, perhaps, a little too fond ofsplendour, would have smiled at the idea asshe thought of her gorgeously brocadedreception rooms in New York; butFanny had simple tastes, like herfather, and agreed with her old-maidcousins in preferring the plain, darkwoodwork, the comfortable leathernchairs, and the backs of the books, tothe dreary wilderness of expensive rugsand unnecessary gilding which laybeyond. For the sake of coolness, thedoors were usually opened between therooms.
The more he told himself that he hadno right to expect anything of Fanny,the more thoroughly convinced hebecame that his right existed, and thatshe was trampling upon it. She hadordered him into the library in a veryperemptory and high-and-mighty fashionto wait for her, regardless of thefact that he had travelled twenty-fourhours, and had acquired the prerogativeright of the traveller to soap and waterbefore all else. No doubt he was quitepresentable, since the conditions ofmodern railways had made it possibleto come in clean, or comparatively so,from a longish run. But the ancienttraditions ought not to be swept out ofthe way, Louis thought, and the rightof scrubbing subsisted still. She mightat least have given him a hint as to thewhereabouts of his room, since she hadleft him to himself for a quarter of anhour. She had not been gone fourminutes yet, but Louis made it fifteen,and fifteen it was to be, in hisestimation.
At last he heard Fanny enter theroom. There was no mistaking hertread, for he had noticed that she woretennis shoes. He knew that she couldnot see him where he sat, and heturned his head towards the doorexpectantly. Again he heard the tinkle ofthe tea-things. Then there was silence.Then the urn began to hiss and singsoftly, and there was another sort oftinkling. It was clear that Fanny hadsat down. She could have no ideathat he was sitting outside, as he knew,but he thought she might have takenthe trouble to look for him. Helistened intently for the sound of herstep again, but it did not come, and,oddly enough, his heart began to beatmore quickly. But he did not move.He felt a ridiculous determination towait until she began to be impatientand to move about and look for him.He could not have told whether it weretimidity, or nervousness, or ill-temperwhich kept him nailed to his chair, andjust then he would have scorned theidea that it could be love in any shape,though his heart was beating so fast.
Lawrence wondered whether Fanny,too, could be under the charm, and hewatched her with some anxiety. Therewas something oddly inscrutable in theyoung girl's face and in her quiet eyesthat did not often smile, even whenshe laughed. He had the strongimpression, and he had felt it before, thatshe was very well able to conceal herreal thoughts and intentions, behind amask of genuine frankness andstraightforwardness. There are certain menand women who possess that gift.Without ever saying a word whicheven faintly suggests prevarication, theyhave a masterly reticence about whatthey do not wish to have known,whereby their acquaintances aresometimes more completely deceived thanthey could be by the most ingeniousfalsehood. Lawrence was quite unableto judge from Fanny's face whethershe liked Brinsley or not, but he waswounded by a certain deference, ifthat word be not too strong, which sheshowed for the man's opinion, andwhich contrasted slightly with thedictatorial superiority which she assumedtowards Lawrence himself. Heconsoled himself as well as he could withthe reflection that he really knewnothing about dogs, horses, or boats, andthat Brinsley was certainly his masterin all such knowledge.
It chanced that on that eveningRoger Brinsley was to dine with theMiss Miners. He was often asked, andhe accepted as often as he could. Asa matter of fact, he was not so muchsought after elsewhere, as he waswilling to let the four ladies believe, forthere were people in Bar Harbour whoshared Lawrence's distrust of him, whileadmitting that, so far as they could tell,it was quite unfounded. There wasnothing against him. The men saidthat he played a good deal at the club,and remarked that he was a good typeof the professional gambler, but no oneever said that he won too much. Onthe contrary, it was believed that he hadlost altogether rather heavily during thesix weeks since he had first appeared.He paid cheerfully, however, and wasthought to be rich. Nevertheless, themen whose opinion was worth havingdid not like him. They wondered whythe Miss Miners had him so often tothe house, and whether there were notsome danger that Fanny Trehearnemight take a fancy to him.
The three Miss Miners stared at thetwo in surprise and wonder, notunderstanding a word of what they weresaying. It was apparent to Lawrence,however, that Fanny was bent on puttingBrinsley in the position of confessinghis ignorance at last; but where theyoung girl had learned even thelanguage of seamanship, which she usedwith such apparent precision, was morethan Lawrence could guess. Brinsleydid not answer at once, and Fannypressed him.
After dinner the whole party wentout upon the verandah, a favouritemanoeuvre of Miss Cordelia's, whereby thesociety of Mr. Brinsley was not wastedupon smoke and men's talk in thedining-room. This evening, however,instead of sitting down at once in herusual place, Cordelia slipped her armthrough Fanny's, and led her off to theother side and down the steps into thegarden.
Thereupon she entered the shop, andLawrence followed her, meditatingdeeply upon his chances, and askinghimself whether he should run the greatrisk at once, or wait and watch Brinsley.To tell the truth, he thought hisown chances very small; for heunder-estimated all his advantages by lookingat them in the light of his presentpoverty, not seeing that in so doing he mightbe underestimating Fanny Trehearne aswell. A somewhat excessive caution,which sometimes goes with timidity,though not at all of the sort whichproduces cowardice, is often the result ofan education which has not brought aman closely into competition with othermen. No one in common sense, savethe Miss Miners and Lawrence himself,could have imagined that Brinsley hada chance against him. For anythingthat people knew, Brinsley might turnout to be an adventurer of the worstkind, whereas Lawrence was of goodbirth, a man of whom many knew whohe was, and whence he came, and thathe had as good a right to ask forFanny's hand as any man. He was poorjust now, but no one believed that hisrich uncle, a childless widower offifty-five, would marry again, and Lawrencewas sure to have money in the end,though he might wait thirty years for it. 041b061a72