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If you are not located in the United States, you'll -have to check the laws of the country where you are located before using -this ebook. - - - -Title: The Hypnotic Experiment of Dr. Reeves - and Other stories - -Author: Charlotte Rosalys Jones - -Release Date: May 5, 2020 [EBook #62032] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: UTF-8 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HYPNOTIC EXPERIMENT *** - - - - -Produced by Richard Tonsing and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net - - - - - - - - - - _The Hypnotic - Experiment of - Dr. Reeves_ - - _And other Stories_ - - -[Illustration] - - - - - THE - HYPNOTIC EXPERIMENT - OF - DR. REEVES - And other Stories - - - BY - - _CHARLOTTE ROSALYS JONES_ - - - London - BLISS, SANDS AND FOSTER - CRAVEN STREET, STRAND - 1894 - - - - - I. - The Hypnotic Experiment of Dr. Reeves. - - -Dr. Edward Reeves, the celebrated Rheumatism Specialist, is not a -favourite with the members of his profession. His methods of treatment -being unknown, coupled with his refusal as yet to divulge them, have -given his enemies and rivals a chance to accuse him of charlatanism; but -to the great rheumatic public he has become a demi-god; and as long as -our changeable climate continues to nurture this disease, his -idiosyncrasies will be overlooked by the multitudes whom he relieves. - -In his genial moods, the doctor tells many curious anecdotes, and how -some of his daring experiments were made under rather romantic -circumstances. One of the strangest of them can best be told in his own -language: - -“Some time ago, I had, among my patients, a young man who interested me -from the first. He came to my private hospital for treatment of a severe -form of rheumatism of the heart; he was attended by a younger brother, -whose devotion struck me as remarkable, until I became better acquainted -with the invalid, and discovered how worthy he was of it all. He seldom -spoke of himself, except his one great desire to get rid of the subtle -disease that overshadowed his life, and he seemed anxious to aid me in -every way with the treatment Evidently wealthy, gifted, and just about -eight-and-twenty, it seemed almost impossible to believe his bright -young life was constantly threatened by the convulsive attacks which had -become more and more frequent. - -“Unlike most of my patients afflicted by the same trouble, he did not -respond to the usual remedies; and I realized that if his life were -saved at all it must be by employing heroic measures. However, sure that -the disease was lessening its hold in general, and only needed driving -away from a vital point, I awaited developments. - -“Late one evening, as I was seated in my study, puzzling my brain with -some questions of hypnotic influence over patients at critical moments, -my night bell rang. I went to the door myself, and found there the nurse -of my young friend, who told me my presence was desired at once, as the -most alarming symptoms had reappeared. Stepping back for my hat, my eyes -fell upon the book of _Experiments in Hypnotism_, which an old Professor -in Paris had sent me, remembering my absorbing interest in Charcot’s -specialty, and a certain power I had developed when a student in the -Latin quarter. This power I had used to tranquillise nervous patients, -or to play practical jokes on my friends, after the manner of most young -medical students who discover they have any skill in this direction. An -idea occurred to me—Why not inoculate my patient with the powerful -amount of virus required to drive the disease finally from the dangerous -region of the heart, _while he is in a hypnotic condition_? - -“In an instant after, all the perils of the situation presented -themselves: Do remedies act if the patient is under this influence? Will -the final result be the desired one? Providing the pain be temporarily -stilled, would it re-occur after the hypnotic influence had been -removed? - -“These and other doubts so disturbed me, that on my way to the hospital -I determined to avoid taking any such measures, unless I found the -patient actually dying. - -“As I entered, I was met by the brother. He seemed plunged in despair. - -“‘He is going fast, doctor,’ he said. ‘Can you do nothing?’ - -“Without a word I stepped to the bedside. I found my worst fears -realized. At a glance I saw he would not survive the night unless the -frightful spasms that were fast sapping his strength were arrested. - -“As I took his hand and felt his pulse, he looked up past me at his -brother, and gasped the one word ‘Annie.’ - -“‘Whom does he want?’ I asked. - -“‘His _fiancée_, doctor. My brother was to have been married in a month; -but when he knew that he was threatened with a probably fatal disease, -he begged me to help him quite secretly to try this last chance for -recovery; and so, although he is within a mile of his own house and that -of his intended wife, no one but myself and his faithful servant is -aware of it. To all our friends we are hundreds of miles away, looking -after business interests. And now it has grown worse and worse, until he -is dying, absolutely within reach of Annie, to whom he is madly -devoted.’ - -“‘Will you be calm, and help me to make one last great trial?’ I asked. - -“‘Great heavens! What can I do?’ he replied. - -“‘Take my carriage; it is at the door; tell the coachman to drive his -fastest to Annie’s house. Bring her back with you; and, above all, -explain to her the situation, so that I can count on perfect calmness.’” - -“Without a word he was gone, and as I heard the wheels leaving the door, -I turned back to collect my thoughts for a moment before returning to -the sick-room. I had to count on at least half-an-hour’s delay, and -meanwhile to quiet this horrible pain and wait for Annie to help me. - -“Once back in my patient’s presence, I took his hand, looked fixedly at -him until his eyes caught mine. Then I said, ‘You must sleep now; Annie -is coming, and you must be strong to see her.’ - -“At once a look of surprise, of joy, followed by one of despair, passed -over his face. ‘I am dying, and you have sent for her,’ he murmured. - -“‘Sleep,’ I said, this time completely fixing his gaze. Almost instantly -the spasms ceased, and he sank back among his pillows like a tired -child. Not noticing the look of astonishment in the face of the nurse -(who was a faithful old valet of the invalid), I ordered him to send me -the assistant-surgeon and a bright young woman nurse, whom I often -selected for urgent cases. They came at once. It was the work of a few -moments to inoculate the greatest quantity of the powerful poison that I -had ever used at any one time. I then made the usual passes, and awoke -the patient, resolved not to risk any unnecessary complications. I knew -if his strength could be kept up for three, or at the most four hours, -the battle was ours. But could he fight it out alone? I did not dare to -guarantee the usual result of the virus if he were asleep. I could only -count on Annie’s support to help him out, for he seemed at last ready to -give up the fight. Even now the impression that his sweetheart was -coming, added to the rest secured by the little respite from pain, -seemed to be sustaining him, and all I dreaded was that he would be too -feeble to bear the effects of the remedy in its later processes, when -the convulsive attacks were liable to be especially violent, as if they -knew they were losing their power over their victim. - -“A half hour passed, then three quarters, and I heard the wheels stop -outside. I opened the door, went softly into the hall, and met the -brother, pale, anxious, and—alone! - -“‘She is not at home, doctor. She is at a ball, believing my brother -well and hundreds of miles away. I explained all to her father. He has -gone to fetch her. Am I too late?’ - -“Just then a moan from the adjoining room told that my patient was -suffering. I returned quickly to his bedside, and found the old symptoms -reviving. Again the temptation beset me. I argued: ‘I influenced him -easily, he certainly feels no pain while hypnotised, he cannot live -unaided through another convulsive attack. To be sure, I have to fear -that he can never be awakened, and that the final effects of the remedy -may be lessened. At least two hours must elapse before he is safe, -providing no new complications set in; and meanwhile what an opportunity -to see if hypnotism prevents or aids inoculation! He has no other -chance. The plan of fighting it out on natural lines, aided by his own -desire to live for his love’s sake, has failed.’ - -“I hesitated no longer. Again taking his hand, I uttered the magic word -‘sleep,’ and he sank back as before. - -“‘Now for the great _coup_,’ I said, and, turning to my young nurse, I -ordered her to take off her cap, put on a hat and cloak, and follow -exactly the few directions I gave her. She seemed to grasp my idea, and -left me free to follow out my experiment. - -“‘Annie is coming,’ I said, looking straight into the poor fellow’s -eyes. ‘In a few minutes she will be here.’ I hesitated even as I spoke. -Can a hypnotised patient be made to believe that a _substituted_ person -is the one he expects to see? But even as the thought flashed across my -mind the door opened and the brother entered, with the young nurse on -his arm dressed in walking costume. - -“‘Here is Annie,’ I said. There was a moment of horrible suspense. Then -at a sign from me the young woman approached the bed, sank down on her -knees, and took both his hands in hers. A look of incredulity, of -wonder, of hope, and then one of ineffable peace shone on his face. - -“‘Annie, dearest, I tried to keep it from you and to come back to you -free from this terrible trouble,’ he whispered. - -“‘Yes, dear. You must not talk to me. See, I am with you, I shall not -stir.’ - -“‘Kiss me once,’ he murmured. - -“The woman reached gently over and kissed him, and with his hands still -in hers he relapsed into unconsciousness. In an hour more the danger -would be over, but I must then awaken him, and unless the real Annie -were present the shock might ruin everything. The moments went by—the -sick man sleeping, the tireless nurse kneeling in her strained position -by his bed, the brother pacing up and down outside the door, and I, -watch in hand, dreading the last act in this exciting night’s drama. - -“Fifteen minutes more and I heard a rustle, a murmur of voices broken by -sobs, and then silence. Suddenly and quickly the door opened; a -beautiful woman in ball costume, with jewels gleaming in her hair and on -her neck, glided like a spirit to the bedside. The nurse, with a woman’s -quick intuition, softly withdrew her hands; the other knelt and took her -place, and with her eyes fixed on the face of him whom she had thought -far away and in perfect health, she waited. ‘She is worthy of him,’ I -thought, as I saw her attitude and her wonderful self-possession. - -“Now for the test. Motioning the others to leave the room, I awoke the -sleeper. His gaze instantly fell upon his Annie’s loved face. ‘Hush!’ -she said; ‘you have been very ill; I know all about it; but the danger -is over; all will be well, and I shall not leave you.’ A puzzled look -swept over his countenance. Then he feebly whispered, ‘I was dreaming -you were here; but you had your hat on, dear; you had just come in from -the street and found me.’ - -“‘I am _really_ here,’ Annie replied, ‘and you must reward me by not -saying another word.’ She smiled at him, a brave smile, through the -tears that were coming now. This time, with a satisfied look, he fell -into a natural sleep. I knew the danger was over, and that I could -safely leave him with his own. - -“As I passed out into the early misty morning, I confess the thought of -the success of my part of the experiment was rather swallowed up by my -admiration for that woman, and for the love, the great unselfish, -protecting love, she had won from that man. Visions of lost happiness -came before me, and it seemed to me I had missed something which might -have been mine, had I been less absorbed in other ways; but just then I -reached my own door, and caught sight of the name on the small silver -plate, _Dr. Edward Reeves_. And I thought of the material I had -collected for a medical paper on that night’s work, so I dropped the -sentiment, and went in to make a record of the facts in the case (which -has interested the scientific world ever since) of a patient actually -getting the full benefit of a remedy while in an undisturbed, hypnotized -state, despite all theories to the contrary.” - - - - - II. - An International Courtship. - - -In seven minutes the great steamer _Lahn_ would slip her moorings and -sail for Southampton. - -Already the more cautious friends of the departing passengers had left -the ship, and were finding places on the dock whence they might wave -their final messages. The decks were clearing fast, leaving mournful -groups of travellers, who were beginning to realize how soon they would -form a little world of their own; and so they were making quiet -observations of each other. - -A tall, sturdy, young Englishman was leaning over the rail, looking a -trifle amused at the scene about him, and occasionally waving his hand -to two men on the wharf, who were evidently “seeing him off.” He did not -look particularly sad, or as if he had any especial interest in the -voyage beyond reaching his destination. That he was distinctly a -well-bred Englishman, who knew his London well, one could not doubt; -that he was also a trifle obstinate, might be surmised from the pose of -the intellectual head upon the square shoulders, and the determined look -about the firm, well-shaped mouth. Just now, he has screwed an eye-glass -into his eye, and is looking at two ladies who have crossed the plank, -and are being greeted by two elderly gentlemen, each of whom presents -them with bunches of flowers. - -Something about them strikes the young man’s fancy; perhaps he is -interested in seeing that they seem quite oblivious of the fact that the -warning bell is ringing, and he is wondering if the two men are to sail -also, when suddenly, just as the gangway is to be removed, he sees them -all shake hands, and the two women are left standing alone. - -After a final look at his friends on the dock, he takes a turn about the -steamer, and far off on the side, quite removed from the harbour, he -sees the younger woman standing, looking out—not behind, at what she is -leaving, but before her. _Why_ it is that he cares at all what a -perfectly unknown young woman is doing or thinking puzzles Mr. -Gordon-Treherne. In his five-and-thirty years, he has known a great many -of the fair sex; he has had several rather close love affairs—with -various results. He was rescued from what might have terminated in an -unfortunate marriage when in Cambridge. The Gordon-Trehernes considered -that the heir of the family had no right to throw himself away upon a -modest little English girl, even if she were the daughter of the rector, -and deeply in love with the fascinating young collegian. - -After that experience, young Mr. Gordon-Treherne, or “The Arab,” as his -chums called him, from his love of travel, determined not to hurry -himself about marrying. One or two charming Frenchwomen almost destroyed -this resolution, and once he was decidedly fascinated with the daughter -of an English general out in India. But he had travelled the length and -breadth of the United States, and never felt inclined to fall in love -with an American girl. Several of his friends had married American -belles; and when young Lord Clanmore’s engagement was announced to the -beautiful and wealthy Miss Lawson, of New York, everyone envied him; but -Treherne had not cared to enter the lists, although he knew Miss Lawson -well. Women said he was a man with a history, but he was all the more -fascinating for that. Men called him a good fellow, and said “The Arab” -was the best shot and the coolest rider in the club, only he was always -running off to some outlandish place, where his accomplishments were -lost. - -Just now his friends might have been surprised to see him arranging a -steamer chair for the elder of the two women who had caught his -attention on the dock. The steamer has left the quay only a half hour, -and already an opportunity has presented itself to make their -acquaintance. Etiquette at sea is very elastic, and it only needed the -usual attentions to the comfort of the elder woman to attract the notice -of the younger. She has turned now, and with her hands still full of -flowers, comes toward them—a tall, slim girl, possibly four-and-twenty -he thinks. He is dimly conscious that both ladies are quietly but -elegantly dressed. Americans, he fancies; and then the elder woman -speaks,—“Thanks, so much.” The voice is low and musical. She must be -French, he thinks. She is a brunette, and he decides that she cannot be -the mother of the tall, fair girl who seats herself next to her. - -“Let me arrange your rug also,” Mr. Gordon-Treherne says, as he raises -his hat. - -“Oh, thank you; that is very comfortable.” - -And again he is struck with the well-modulated tones, which he scarcely -associates with American voices. - -Still they must be Americans, the young man argues to himself, but no -longer finding an excuse to tarry in their vicinity, he moves off, and -they meet no more till dinner-time. - -Meanwhile, with the philosophy of an old traveller, Mr. Gordon-Treherne -has interviewed the head steward, and, foregoing the honour of sitting -at the captain’s table, he has asked to be placed at a small one with a -sofa-seat. Experience during previous voyages has taught him that there -are certain comforts not to be despised in a side seat under a strong -light. He sees several prospective lonely evenings, when he may not feel -inclined to hunt about for a good place to read. - -At dinner Mr. Gordon-Treherne notices two elderly men and a small boy at -his table, and remarks two vacant places. Presently his two interesting -acquaintances of the morning appear, and he has just time to read the -cards on the plates on either side of him—“Mrs. Barry” on one, and “Miss -Stuyvesant” on the other—and to comprehend that by some blunder he is -separating them, and that he can only remedy the matter by giving up his -cherished seat, when the two ladies arrive at their places. There is a -moment’s hesitation, and Mr. Gordon-Treherne remarks, “Allow me to -change my place.” Suiting the action to the word, he steps past and -allows Mrs. Barry to take his seat, which brings him opposite Miss -Stuyvesant. Both ladies express their thanks, and then, naturally, they -fall into conversation. They speak of the steamers; Mr. Gordon-Treherne -prefers a larger boat, and refers to several “ocean greyhounds” he has -personally known. Curiously enough the ladies have made the same -crossings, but prefer even smaller steamers than the _Lahn_. “Americans, -surely; ‘Globe Trotters,’” he thinks. - -He mentions that he has just been to the Exhibition at Chicago. Miss -Stuyvesant says that in point of exhibits she preferred the Paris -Exposition of ’89, and so on, until it seems as if there were no place -this young woman had not seen and about which she had not formed her -conclusions. He doesn’t care for it though, Arab that he is; he likes to -travel, but the women of his family have never expressed a desire to go -beyond Paris, and he thinks promiscuous sight-seeing outside a woman’s -province. He shows a little of this in his manner, for as he leaves the -table, the elder woman says: - -“How glad I am, Helen, that you do not believe in International -marriages. Now here is a well-bred, intelligent Englishman, yet he shows -insensibly what narrow ideas he has about women. I admit he is polite, -and careful in small details of manner, but an American girl of spirit -could never be happily married to him. Their ideas of life are too -opposed.” - -Miss Stuyvesant has evidently not thought much about him, for she only -smiles in a vague way, and says she has learned not to quarrel with the -old-fashioned notions of English people. - -“Why, I pride myself in actually leading them, when they start in a -tirade against the very things I do myself!” she said. - -“You are a sadly worldly young woman,” Mrs. Barry rejoins, “and I wish -you would marry and settle in your own country.” - -Meanwhile Mr. Gordon-Treherne was idly pacing the deck, smoking his -cigar, and wondering if the self-possessed young woman would appear -later on. “If ever I marry,” he resolves, “it will be to some woman who -has _not_ been everywhere and seen everything. I should feel as if I -were travelling with an animated guide-book. I wonder if that girl has a -home?” - -Then it occurred to him that Miss Stuyvesant had merely answered his -questions, and as these had been restricted to quite impersonal topics, -he only knew her name after all. - -That she was good-looking, agreeable, and witty, he had already -observed, but she did not seem to thrust any information about herself -upon him, as he had supposed an American girl would. He did not see her -again that day, nor till the next afternoon, when she was walking up and -down the deck with the captain of the steamer, and as she passed him -with a little nod of recognition he heard her speaking German. - -“Surely American,” he thinks, “knows the captain already, and speaks his -language.” - -At dinner Mrs. Barry was missing, but Miss Stuyvesant appeared looking -as calm and “well-groomed” as if a heavy sea were not tossing everything -about, and obliging the passengers to eat over racks. - -“You are an old sailor, I see,” began Mr. Gordon-Treherne, “but I fear -Mrs. Barry is ill.” - -“Yes, quite seriously ill,” Miss Stuyvesant replied. “It is always an -ordeal for her to cross the ocean.” - -“And has she done so frequently?” he asked. - -“Nine times with me,” the young woman coolly replied. - -“Really,” he said with a smile, “one might infer you had some designs on -her life, did you not look so anxious about her.” - -“Oh, no, we usually have some excellent reason, we do not take this -voyage in order to martyrize Mrs. Barry,” she replied. - -“I shall have to ask her nationality outright,” he thought. - -“Then you do not live in America all the time?” he said. - -“Not now, we are ‘birds of passage,’ and, like them, follow the -spring-time; our habitation is usually settled by the climate.” - -“And do you know England?” he asked. - -“Quite well, I was at school in England, and some of my dearest friends -are living there.” - -“Some church school,” he mentally remarked. - -“Ah, then, perhaps you do not altogether despise our little island, and -look down upon us from your bigness with the scorn that most of your -compatriots do?” - -“He is trying to make sport. I shall foil him,” she thought, and quite -calmly said— - -“Look down upon a country upon whose possessions ‘the sun never sets’? -Besides, the fact that I stay so much in England ought to prove how much -I admire most of its institutions.” - -“Clever girl!” he thought, “trying to be a little satirical, and doesn’t -commit herself as to _all_ of our ‘institutions.’ I must make her angry -to get her real opinion.” - -And then he said, “You should see our English home-life. I am sure -_that_ appeals to every American woman.” - -There was a patronising tone about this remark that Mr. Gordon-Treherne -felt would effect his purpose. - -“Indeed,” she said slowly, and went on eating, as if the conversation -were beginning rather to bore her. Now, why Mr. Gordon-Treherne should -assume that Miss Stuyvesant had not seen this phase of England as well -as others cannot be imagined; but there he overstepped the line, and -soon after the decidedly cool “Indeed,” Miss Stuyvesant left the table -to look after her _chaperone_. - -“An egotistical man,” she thought, as she went to her state-room. She -had liked Mr. Gordon-Treherne’s appearance, and being a cosmopolitan -young woman, was prepared to find him agreeable. Now she thinks him -distinctly aggressive, with his old conservative ideas of women and -English superiority. - -He, for his part, feels he does not understand this American girl, who -refused to quarrel with him, but suddenly turned and left him. He knows -he has not shown himself in his most brilliant colours. - -The days passed rapidly. Mr. Treherne and Miss Stuyvesant saw each other -at table, walked the deck together, and to the casual observer seemed to -be mutually entertained. But although they were in so many ways -companionable, they both felt an intangible barrier between them in the -national prejudice that their first conversation had developed—a -prejudice probably latent in every person, however cultivated or -travelled, although in this particular case both of these young people -flattered themselves that they were singularly broad-minded. - -The last evening of the voyage, as they were walking up and down the -deck, Mr. Gordon-Treherne determined to broach the subject which he felt -they had both avoided. - -A larger acquaintance had brought out the fact that Miss Stuyvesant had -read for honours at an English University, and Mr. Treherne was obliged -to admit that in this case the higher education of women (which never -strongly appealed to him), had not detracted from her personal charm. -She, on the other hand, discovered that he knew a great deal about _her_ -country, and considered its possibilities almost unlimited; but she felt -that he looked down upon its newness, and she resented his opinion of -American men, whom he described as clever and agreeable in their -relations with each other, but servile in their attitude toward women. -The dangerous topic of national characteristics had not been touched -upon until to-night. - -Now Mr. Treherne is saying, “I hope you have forgiven my frankness in -telling you exactly what my impressions were of America. I could not -help seeing how charming and bright the women were, and I wondered if -they did not despise the slavishness of their husbands and lovers. While -the men are toiling to get rich, their families come abroad, their wives -thus educating themselves beyond their husbands, and returning home, -find themselves less than ever in sympathy with their surroundings. I -never wonder when an American girl, who has had a chance to see the -world, marries a foreigner of family and education.” - -If Mr. Treherne had been closely observing his companion, he might have -remarked an ominous expression crossing her face, but she only said— - -“I have had several friends in Europe whose fathers’ fortunes have found -them titles, and on the occasions that I have stayed with them, they did -not seem wildly enthusiastic over the equality of companionship. The -head of the house had generally gone to town, or was taking a run over -to Paris, and I wondered if it suited a woman very well who had been -accustomed to have a small court about her at home, to find herself -restricted to a husband so little her companion that she scarcely ever -saw him.” - -“But then you see, Miss Stuyvesant, she knows he is not down in Wall -Street, or in some exchange, staking all his fortune on the rise and -fall of stocks.” - -“No,” she rejoined; “in the cases of my friends the women have to -consider that their husbands are probably at Monte Carlo or Ostend. But -really, why should we discuss it, Mr. Treherne? No one would ever fancy -_you_ admiring an American woman, and I, for my part, if I marry at all, -would only marry an American man.” - -With which delightfully feminine declaration, Miss Stuyvesant says -“Good-night,” and abruptly leaves the astonished Treherne to realise -that he has not made a good finish. Not that he cares seriously for Miss -Stuyvesant; but Treherne is accustomed to find that women like him, and -this girl, his instinct warns him, does _not_ approve of him and his -opinions. He feels annoyed, but there seems to be nothing to explain; -his training and the circumstances of his life have made him -conservative. He does not wish to love, nor does he especially approve -of a young woman, however attractive, whose ideas differ from his own so -materially. - -And so next day, when he bids a formal “good-bye” to Mrs. Barry and Miss -Stuyvesant, he tries to feel that in England he has more manly -occupations than doing the agreeable to a young woman, and that woman an -American. This is exactly what Mr. Treherne does _not_ feel, nor does he -mean to indicate it by his manner at parting. And so he goes off, -consoling himself with the reflection that he certainly has found Miss -Stuyvesant a pleasant companion for a sea voyage. - -Three weeks later, in London, when the season is at its height, Miss -Stuyvesant, who is looking radiant in a French gown, meets Mr. -Gordon-Treherne at Lady Clanmore’s ball. She is on the arm of the -American ambassador, and as she crosses the room with that unconscious -grace of hers he feels that every man present would be glad to know her, -to talk with her as he has talked, and something at that moment tells -him that she interests him more than any woman has ever interested him -before. Just then she sees him, and he fancies that a rather annoyed -look crosses her face. Then she smiles, and he comes over and speaks to -her and to her escort, who seems to know everyone. - -“Will you give me a dance, Miss Stuyvesant?” - -“Yes, but I have only this one waltz left. You see, you Englishmen _do_ -think that American girls are good partners—in a ball-room,” she adds -slyly. - -“I see I am not forgiven,” he says; and then the waltz begins. - -What a waltz! Gordon-Treherne has had many good partners in his day, for -he has always been a dancing man; but never has he seen anyone dance -like this girl. When they stop she is scarcely out of breath, and he has -only time to say, “Let me thank you.” For her next partner had already -claimed her, when she turned back and mischievously remarked, “And you, -you dance extremely well—for an Englishman.” - -It occurred several times afterward to Miss Stuyvesant that he could do -a great many things extremely well; and if he had only been born in -America she might have preferred him to honest Jack Hamilton, who had -loved her since she was a school girl, and who was doing exactly what -Mr. Treherne had described in that last obnoxious conversation—staking -his fortune in an Oil Exchange, hoping that some day he could induce -Miss Stuyvesant to give up her Bohemian life for the luxuries of a -wealthy American home. In an indefinite way she had thought she might do -so in the end, but, while she gave no promise, she was sure that Jack -would never change. And so she had drifted on pleasantly and -thoughtlessly, caring nothing for the men she met until this one, with -his strong opinions, crossed her path, and for _him_ she believed she -entertained the most indifferent feelings. He had simply disturbed her. -She did not think his ideas correct, but there was a sense of justice in -the girl that made her think herself narrow and bigoted for not being -able to judge things from other standpoints than her own. It was exactly -what she was criticizing in Mr. Gordon-Treherne. - -“It will be better to avoid any more discussions,” she thought, and so -the two did not meet again until one glorious autumn morning, when the -house party at Lady Clanmore’s rode out to the first meet of the season. -Miss Stuyvesant headed the cavalcade, escorted by Lord Clanmore, and as -they came up to the meet she saw Mr. Gordon-Treherne, who was riding a -restive thoroughbred, and looking what he was—an excellent rider. He was -talking to a handsome woman, beautifully gowned, who was driving a -perfectly appointed trap. - -“That is Lady Diana Gordon,” Lord Clanmore is saying. “She is Treherne’s -cousin, and rumour has it that the old estates of Gordon and Treherne -are liable to be joined.” - -Miss Stuyvesant feels for a moment as if she were slipping from her -saddle, and then Treherne sees her. He raises his hat, and she smiles -back an odd, unconsciously sad little smile, which he has only time to -remark, when the hounds move off. And now all the recklessness in the -girl is aroused; she knows she rides as few women can, and during the -run she follows her pilot, Lord Clanmore, so straight that the whole -field is lost in admiration of her. - -Treherne alone has noticed the set look in her face. “Is she ill?” he -wonders, and he determines to keep her well in view. He has hard work, -for she is on a vicious little mare which she insisted upon riding, and -as she takes fence after fence Treherne grows more and more anxious. The -hounds have come to a check just beyond a clump of trees in the next -field. Miss Stuyvesant turns her horse’s head, and Treherne sees she -intends to take a short cut through a dangerous low-boughed copse which -intervenes. “Stop!” he calls, but she does not hear him, and he knows -his only plan is to head her off, if possible. Turning sharply, he -enters the field from the other side; as he does so, he hears the -crashing of boughs, and sees Miss Stuyvesant’s mare coming straight -towards him. Each moment he expects to see her swept from her saddle, -but she keeps her seat bravely. He calls out to her to turn to the -right, for before her in her present path is a strong low-hanging branch -of an old oak, which Treherne knows she cannot pass safely. An instant -after, he sees she has lost control over the mare, and he heads his own -horse straight towards her. With a quick, skilful motion he grasps her -bridle just as the horses meet. There is a mad plunge, and Mr. Treherne, -still clinging to the other reins, has dropped his own and is dragged -from his saddle. He helps the girl to dismount from her now subdued, but -trembling animal. Miss Stuyvesant looks very white, and Mr. Treherne is -offering her his hunting flask, when Lord Clanmore gallops back to them. - -“Your empty saddle gave us a great scare, Treherne. Are you hurt?” - -For Mr. Treherne, too, has suddenly grown very pale. - -“It’s nothing, Clanmore, just a little wrench I gave my arm; that’s -all.” - -And Miss Stuyvesant remembers how skilfully that arm had lifted her from -her saddle. In that moment she knows she loves him. Every vestige of -national prejudice is swept away, and poor Jack Hamilton’s chances are -gone for ever. - -The next day Mr. Treherne managed to write a few words with his left -hand and send them back by Miss Stuyvesant’s messenger, who came to -enquire after him. He said— - - “DEAR MISS STUYVESANT, - - “Many thanks for your kind enquiries. I shall be restricted to using - my left hand for a time, but I must tell you how plucky I thought - you yesterday. The stupid doctor has forbidden me to leave the - house, but unless you wish to increase my feverish symptoms please - send me some token by this messenger to assure me you have forgotten - my first impressions of your country. As soon as I am able I shall - beg you in person to reconsider your decision about marrying ‘only - an American.’ My happiness depends upon your marrying an Englishman - who is - - “Entirely yours, - “E. GORDON-TREHERNE.” - -When Miss Stuyvesant read this note she took two beautiful little silk -flags—one a Union Jack, the other the Stars and Stripes, and tying them -together with a lover’s knot she sent them to Treherne. - - * * * * * - -In after years Mr. and Mrs. Gordon-Treherne’s friends remark the -deference which they pay to each other’s ideas; and the entwined -banners, which occupy a conspicuous place in the library, are called the -“FLAGS OF TRUCE.” - - - - - III. - One Woman’s History out of Many. - - -“Sister Faithful” she was called by the Edgecombe people. Her name was -really Faithful Farrington, but no one ever said “Miss Farrington.” She -had been born in the old Manor House, where for fifty years she had -spent the most of her time. Her father, old Nathan Farrington, had been -content to live the life of a recluse after his wife’s death, finding -his greatest happiness among his books, and in directing the education -of his two children. Francis Farrington, the son, had gone out to India -in early life, and had risen high in the Civil Service. He had lost his -young wife, and after many years of valuable work had returned, an -invalid, to Edgecombe, where he found in his sister the most tender and -sympathetic of companions. He was content enough to allow the whole -responsibility of the estate to rest upon her patient shoulders. She, -for her part, grew up to know a great deal about science and literature, -but absolutely nothing of society or the world. When she was thirty her -father died, and, besides her brother out in India, and a distant -cousin, who was a Professor in some London college, she had no one -nearer than the old nurse who had tried to fill the place of a mother to -her. - -Having a considerable fortune, she lived on in her old home, attended by -the same faithful servants, exactly as she had always done, except that -when the long winter evenings became tedious, and books failed her, she -invited some of her townswomen in to tea and played a rubber of whist. -Her days were filled with good works; every cottager in the -neighbourhood knew her, and she knew them and sympathized with all their -sorrows. Wise in her charities, she was the vicar’s most invaluable -assistant, and it is to be doubted whether he, in his _rôle_ of -spiritual adviser, was as much loved and revered as “Sister Faithful,” -whose tireless hands constructed wonderful garments for the babies, and -whose name was borne by half the children in consequence. - -No breath from the outside world had ever touched this woman. Once she -had gone to Paris with her father, but it remained in her mind simply a -lovely picture, a little larger and more daring in colour than the -pictures she had seen at the Louvre. She had been up to London several -times, but that was to make notes at the British Museum. Her life was in -no way different from that of most of the women she had known. - -Once she had seen an item in a journal that struck her forcibly; it -mentioned that there were eight hundred thousand more women than men in -Great Britain, and that a good proportion of them were matrimonially -eligible women as regarded property and accomplishments, but that they -were of the middle classes, where marriage was most infrequent. Sister -Faithful had remarked then that she knew a great many attractive women -who were not liable to marry. She wondered why, for her education had -made her logical. And then she reviewed her own life. All the male -members of the families of her friends had gone to larger towns as soon -as they were old enough; the girls, after a touch of boarding-school, -had come home to assume simple household duties, and, an occasional -curate excepted, they did not often meet young men. - -“Sister Faithful,” having for her constant companion a man who lived in -books, had rather a better-trained mind than most women. It had not been -allowed to wander, and her greatest weakness was her way of bestowing -charity. She did not like to account to anyone for it, and so tired -mothers, who sent their offspring to her for a holiday, were apt to have -them returned in new and wholesome garments, which showed that a heart -calculated by nature to be a motherly one was bestowing its bounty -quietly on other women’s children. Strange to say, Sister Faithful had -not given any thought to marriage for herself. That she should ever -leave her father, marry, and have children of her own seemed impossible. -She was quite content to accept life as she found it, and improve the -morals and manners of the children of the lower classes about her. And -now she was fifty, and until her brother’s return she had lived alone. - -She had remembered yesterday that it was her birthday and had celebrated -it by inviting the school children to tea in her garden, which was in -its loveliest summer dress. In the evening she had received a letter -from her distant and unknown cousin, the Professor, whom she had only -met in those long ago excursions to London, saying he was “tired”—“worn -out,” his doctor said—and he had written to see if his cousin would take -him in for a few weeks’ vacation. “I shall live out-of-doors,” he wrote, -“and I promise in no way to disturb your life. I want only my books, and -to wander about over your beautiful country.” She wondered if she had -been hasty when she wrote back to bid “welcome to our nearest of kin and -our father’s friend.” She remembered that after all he was really a -cousin once removed, and a little younger than herself, and that when -her father had liked him he was very young indeed. A glance at the -mirror re-assured her. She was very free from vanity, and she realized -she was no longer young. The villagers called her beautiful, but perhaps -their sensibilities, sharpened by the lack of beauty about them, were -keener in detecting their benefactress’ fine points. - -Thanks to her healthy, regular life, Sister Faithful at fifty was very -good to look upon. The soft hair, worn lightly back from the low, -well-shaped forehead, was only faintly tinged with grey, and her skin -was as smooth and fresh as that of a woman of half her age. It was not -the firm, quiet mouth, nor even the gentle, sweet brown eyes that -attracted one most; it was the unconsciousness of the woman, the very -annihilation of self, as it were, without affectation, that made one -long to know _why_ she was constantly giving without any question of -return. No man had ever told her she was beautiful; her father’s friends -had approved of her, but then she ministered to their comfort, when they -came to stay at Edgecombe. She attended to everyone’s wants, and seemed -to have gone through life without dreaming that in some larger sphere -she would have been considered a very attractive woman. Not that she was -perfect; she had her idiosyncrasies—as who has not? but she had a -disciplined, well-trained, unselfish nature, that overbalanced any -faults. Even now her one consideration was for Cousin Emerson, who was -to arrive the following day. Would he be comfortable in Edgecombe? Would -he not be lonely with her and only an invalid host to look after him? -These, and other doubts crossed her mind, and, as a relief, she spent -the entire day overlooking the sweeping and dusting of the already clean -house. - -Next day, the evening train brought Cousin Emerson. As he alighted from -the carriage, Sister Faithful thought him only an older edition of the -intellectual-looking man she had met in London. He was evidently still -ill, and looked as if he had burned too much midnight oil. Her practical -mind immediately swept over the entire list of nourishing dishes that -she might concoct for him. He, half-an-hour later, glanced over his -well-appointed room, and thanked fortune that it had occurred to him to -stay with his good cousins. - -After dinner this occurred to him again as he stretched himself on the -comfortable library lounge, and let the smoke of his cigar curl up in -slow, bewitching rings about his head, while Cousin Faithful read aloud -in that well-modulated voice of hers. - -And so the days went on, bringing health and strength to Cousin Emerson, -and great, unspeakable content to “Sister Faithful,” as he too called -her. - -“Somehow,” he said, after he had been at Edgecombe for several weeks, -“it seems as if we were more than cousins. I shall reverse your name; -you shall be my Faithful Sister, as you have been nurse and friend.” - -At first he had accompanied her in her long afternoon walks, when she -visited her cottage people, but after a while he persuaded her to take -all sorts of short excursions on foot, or again they would drive over -the hills about the estate. - -The evenings were perhaps the sweetest of all to Sister Faithful, for -then her interests in the outer world ceased, and, until her cousin -came, she had often felt very lonely. Now, they read aloud, played a -friendly game of cribbage, or strolled about the garden when the nights -were fine. Autumn was drawing near. Cousin Emerson’s visit had -lengthened to two months, and still he said nothing about going. He was -quite strong again, and seemed to have lost the melancholy that at first -overshadowed him. Faithful’s heart rejoiced as she looked at him, and -she did not allow herself to think that it might end. - -One morning, in early September, the post brought several letters. They -were breakfasting. Faithful remembered every detail afterwards. The -pungent odour of chrysanthemums always carried her back to that morning. -Cousin Emerson had gathered for the breakfast-table the splendid bunch -that adorned it. - -Suddenly a look of intense happiness lighted up his face. “Faithful -Sister,” he said, looking across at her, “I want you to be the first to -congratulate me. At last the woman whom I adore, for love of whom I have -been so miserable, has consented to marry me. I doubt whether, if I had -not fallen into your dear hospitable hands, I could have struggled so -well to recover.” - -In his excitement, Cousin Emerson did not notice the pallor that swept -over Faithful’s face. Her voice was steady as she said, “Why have you -not let us sympathize with you all along?” - -“Oh, it all seemed so hopeless,” he said, “and I could not bear to open -the old wound; but I am to go up to London at once, and I shall bring my -bride straight to Edgecombe, if I may.” - -That night he left, after many cordial expressions of gratitude, and -Sister Faithful, apparently unmoved, saw him go; but afterward she had -no mind to wander about the garden, or read a favourite book. She went -quietly to her room, and, for the first time, wept. - -She knew she had been companionable to this man; that in her society he -had found peace and content. And yet—in a moment—he had forgotten it -all; he had gone to win some other woman, impelled by what he called -love. Was it love she felt for him? Even then, in her loneliness, with a -grey-skyed future before her, and no prospect of change, she felt only -her own inconsistency. “He was my kinsman and guest; he never asked me -to love him, and he never knew my feeling for him,” she argued, and so -the night passed, a night of unselfish sorrow for the lonely woman, -while the man was being whirled towards the one being who engrossed -_his_ thoughts. - -Afterward, when Cousin Emerson and his wife came to Edgecombe to visit, -he remarked, in the privacy of their room, that Cousin Faithful had aged -terribly; but to the poor people she seemed more saintly than ever, for -after that one happy summer—the only time she had ever allowed herself -any personal happiness—she had returned to her charities as if she -wished to make up for some neglect. And when the villagers called her -“Sister Faithful,” she felt it almost as a reproach that she had dared -hope for any other name. - - - - - IV. - Miss Cameron’s Art Sale. - - -Katherine Cameron was spending her third winter in Paris. The first year -she had led a quiet, uneventful student’s life. The second season she -launched out a little into society as represented by the English and -American colonies, and now she was spoken of as that “clever and rich -Miss Cameron,” whom the English-speaking residents remembered to have -seen at various _musicales_ the year before. - -On her return from America, with the reputation of added wealth, she -found herself invited everywhere. Everyone wondered that she did not -marry, for she was a young woman whom men admired apart from her money -and accomplishments. But although she went out a great deal, and was -usually surrounded by a little court of struggling tenors and -impecunious titles, she seemed unmoved by all the attention she -received, and apparently was not even greatly amused. - -The truth was, Katherine Cameron, being a clever girl, had seen through -the artificiality of it all, and still could not bear to give up the -illusion she had cherished all her life, that she should find her _real_ -sphere in the society she would meet in Paris; it might be among her own -country people, but they would be broadened by travel and study until -all desirable and agreeable qualities would be blended into a harmonious -whole. - -When she decided to pass the winter with her aunt, Mrs. Montgomery, it -was with the sweet hope that she should be able to realise her dreams of -a little “Salon”—a revival of that delightful French institution and -formulated on the same lines, but having American cleverness and -adaptability added to it. It seemed feasible. Mrs. Montgomery had lived -in Paris for years, and she knew all the resident society people, the -rest of the “floating population” were usually provided with letters of -introduction to her. Her “Tuesdays At Home” were delightful functions. -Katherine Cameron had great respect for her aunt’s discrimination, which -often seemed prophetic, and caused uninitiated people to wonder _how_ -Mrs. Montgomery happened to have “taken up” some artist or singer who -afterwards became famous. - -Still Katherine was not entirely satisfied. Men liked her, but thought -her cold; at any rate, she never fulfilled any promise of a flirtation -that her agreeable manners might suggest. Women said she was ambitious, -that she would only marry some distinguished foreigner, and yet Miss -Cameron, who sometimes used forcible expressions, had been heard to say, -“She would marry a ‘Hottentot’ if she loved him.” She was honestly -trying to get some good out of her surroundings, and was perfectly -willing to fall in love, or to gratify her intellectual tastes, just as -it might happen. Up to this time, however, she had been distinctly -heart-whole, and aside from an occasional charming man or woman whom she -met in society, or the interesting art students whom she knew (and liked -best of all), it seemed to her clear and practical mind that there was a -great deal of “padding,” as she expressed it. - -She resented, as a patriotic American woman of culture and refinement, -that the so-called “exclusive” circles in the American quarter accepted -some of the families who would not occupy conspicuous positions in their -own free and enlightened country. She could not help comparing certain -wealthy young society women with a clever but poor friend of hers, whose -artistic talent had been recognized by her own warm-hearted Southern -townspeople, who had contributed a sufficient sum to send Miss Paterson -abroad, confident that her brush would one day repay them. The two young -women had met at the studio of a common friend, and Miss Cameron, who -professed to know nothing of art, had asked such intelligent questions -of the young student that Miss Paterson, with a woman’s quick intuition, -had surmised that her fashionable countrywoman had a more artistic -nature than she admitted. A friendship was begun, and Katherine Cameron -became the _confidante_ and admirer of the rising young artist. - -Just now she has returned from a musicale at the hotel of one of the -famous teachers, and she is describing it to Miss Paterson, who has come -in for a chat and a quiet cup of tea. - -“It makes me so indignant,” she is saying, “when I think what an -impression we must make on intelligent French people. Why this -afternoon, at Madame de la Harpe’s, it was simply one medley of -disputing mothers and jealous pupils. Madame herself is so distinctly a -lady, that when two irate mothers appealed to her as to which of their -daughters should sing _first_, she shrugged her shoulders in true French -fashion and said, ‘They will both sing many times; they will sing so -well that it will be doubtless required’—a diplomatic answer! She knew -her audience, and felt that a programme of twenty-three numbers could -not admit of many encores in one afternoon. I noticed she did not -deviate from the original plan. Then that vulgar Mrs. Booth, from -somewhere out west, who has the gorgeous apartment, and the family of -extremely pretty daughters, asked me if I would join their French class. -‘We have an actor, M. de Valle, to teach us,’ she said, ‘he is just -splendid—so handsome and so polite; only he will make us _congregate_ -verbs.’ To my horror, Mr. Vincent, of the English Embassy, who is so -coldly critical of everything American, overheard her, and I saw him -trying to suppress a smile, which made me indignant, so I impulsively -replied, ‘I shall be charmed, Mrs. Booth—so kind of you to ask me.’ And -now I shall have to extricate myself from that situation, for, although -I have a certain appreciation of the ludicrous, I cannot sacrifice one -night of every week, even to show Mr. Vincent that I despise his -criticism.” - -“But I have rather thought Mr. Vincent one of your admirers,” Miss -Paterson returns. - -“Admirer? He sees in me a young person who will not be apt to make any -very ridiculous blunders, and as he _has_ to appear occasionally, being -in the diplomatic service, he talks to me as a sort of compromise -between the tourist element and his own fixed aristocracy. I _love_ to -shock him. Why, to-day, he said, in that deliberate tone he employs when -he wishes to be particularly patronizing, ‘I suppose you go in for all -sorts of things, Miss Cameron. I hear you are artistic, and know the -Latin Quarter better than this side of the river. When do you get it all -in?’ I told him to behold a young person positively unique in Paris—one -who was actively pursuing _nothing_. And then he actually remarked that -‘in an age where all the young women were running mad with _fads_ it was -refreshing to find one so confessedly idle.’ He aggravates me so that I -always lose my head, and get the worst of the argument. But here I am -talking away, and forgetting that I am to hear all about you and your -plans.” - -Miss Cameron soon proved that she could listen as well as talk, for she -was most attentive while Miss Paterson told her about a letter which she -had received that day, and which had disturbed her not a little. In the -midst of their displeasure both girls saw the ludicrous side of it, for -it was nothing less than a letter from Miss Paterson’s townspeople -_forbidding_ her marriage to the penniless young sculptor with whom she -had fallen in love. - -“What impertinence!” Miss Cameron remarks; “talk about the tyranny of -European courts! Here you are, an orphan, without a relative in the -world to restrain you, and these people fancy they _own_ you, and can -control your liberty just because they have furnished you with funds -which they ought to know will be returned to them.” - -“But there _is_ a moral obligation,” Miss Paterson replied. “I shall -send them back every penny of their money as soon as possible, and I -shall always feel a debt of gratitude which no pecuniary remuneration -can cover.” - -“Little saint!” Miss Cameron exclaims, but she respects her brave little -countrywoman all the more, because she is so visibly distressed at the -situation. - -“Let us go over the facts,” adds Miss Cameron. “Here they are briefly: A -number of your townspeople, seeing in you evidences of talent, raised a -sum of money and sent you to Paris two years ago. Two of these people -selected your masters (fortunately they made no mistake there); you have -worked faithfully and conscientiously, and have accomplished more than -most art students do in twice the time. This year two of your studies -have been in the Salon, one of them was bought by a Frenchman of -critical taste; and you have a number of charming saleable studies, -besides your large picture of the garden-party intended for next year’s -Salon, in which festive scene your humble servant poses as the hostess -serving tea to a group of _fin-de-siècle_ society people. You are sure -to make a hit with that, so many of the figures are actual portraits, -and Paris dotes on personalities. It is conceded that merit no longer -wins, but to be ‘received’ one must be a friend of some member of the -jury, or paint the people whose vanity moves them to pull some wire, so -that they may gaze down from the Salon walls upon an inquisitive and -envious public.” - -“And in this case can I count on _you_ or some of your admirers to pull -the wires, Katherine?” Miss Paterson mischievously asks. - -“Yes; that picture shall hang ‘on the line,’ even if I have to lobby for -it; but you know all the artists think it splendidly treated,” said Miss -Cameron. - -“I hoped it would be received this year, but, do you know, I have been -considering all day whether I had better not sell it now, and send back -as much money as I can raise immediately; for I intend to marry Edgar -McDowald, with the benediction of my patrons if possible—without it if -necessary,” emphatically declares Miss Paterson. - -“And I shall aid and abet you, especially if you intend to show them -that ‘love laughs at locksmiths’—and creditors. But, seriously, why not -have an art sale? I am off to a musicale at that extraordinary Mrs. -Smyth’s (formerly spelt with an i), who begins every Monday morning -sending letters, followed during the week by three-cornered notes marked -‘_pressée_,’ in which she ‘begges’ her dear friend, whoever it may be, -to run in Saturday afternoon, and casually remarks that some ‘celebrated -musicien’ will perform. The joke is they usually do, and we all find -ourselves there once or twice a season. To-night the American Minister -has promised to be present, and I shall profit by the occasion to invite -everyone to your studio next week to see some charming studies which -will be for sale.” - -Miss Paterson knew Miss Cameron’s influence, and felt that she was quite -safe in letting her friend have her way; so after talking over the -details they separated. - -That evening Miss Cameron succeeded in quietly scattering the -information through the crowded rooms that a very charming friend of -hers, the Miss Paterson, who occasionally received with her, would have -a little private art sale the following week. Among the attentive -listeners was Mr. Vincent, who casually asked if Miss Paterson had -finished her Salon picture which she had described to him. - -“She has,” Miss Cameron replied, and suddenly added, “And you know, Mr. -Vincent, I cannot offer my friend money, nor would she sell me so -important a picture as her large one, for she would think I did it to -help her; now, I want to ask you, as the person she would think of as -being the last one connected with me (here Mr. Vincent smiled a rather -melancholy but affirmative smile), to buy two of her studies for me in -some other name. I can easily dispose of them as presents, and she will -never be the wiser.” - -“Miss Cameron’s wishes are my commands. I will call on Miss Paterson -before Wednesday, and on the day when the exhibition takes place, you -can be sure that at least two pictures will be marked ‘Sold.’” - -“That will give a business-like air to the whole arrangement, Mr. -Vincent, and suggest to any possible buyers that other equally -attractive studies are for sale. This must be a profound secret. Do you -promise?” - -“Certainly,” Mr. Vincent replied, and Miss Cameron knew she could trust -him. - -“He is really very likeable, when one sees him alone,” Miss Cameron -soliloquizes; and then she reflects that it is decidedly her fault that -she does not see Mr. Vincent more frequently in his best light; she -remembers various occasions when she has made their duet a trio by -addressing some third person, thus preventing a possible tête-à-tête. - -The afternoon selected by Miss Paterson arrived, and as Miss Cameron -alighted from her coupé in the humble street where art and poor students -hold sway, she remarked with pleasure a goodly line of private -carriages, and knew that her scheme had succeeded, and that Miss -Paterson was the fashion—at least of the hour. The question was, Would -they buy her pictures? And then she added to herself, “They must be -sold, even if I have to find other agents, and buy them all in.” But the -loyal girl might have spared herself any anxiety. As she entered the -room, which was artistically draped and hung with numerous -strongly-executed sketches, she saw the magic word “Sold,” not only on -several of the small studies, but conspicuously placed at the base of -the largest canvas, Miss Paterson’s salon picture, in which Miss Cameron -is the central and principal figure. - -“Isn’t it too delightful, dear?” Miss Paterson whispers to her. “An -Englishman, a friend of Mr. Vincent’s, came here with him yesterday, saw -my canvas, liked it, asked my price, and actually took it. Mr. Vincent -also bought two other studies, and several have gone to-day. Edgar has -lost no time. He has disappeared now to cable to my esteemed -benefactors, ‘_Marriage will take place; cheque for full amount on -way_.’ Extravagant of us, I know, and of course it’s extremely -‘_previous_,’ but we really see our way clear to happiness, and I shall -always feel _you_ did it all.” - -As Miss Cameron shook hands with Mr. Vincent that day she told him that -he had been instrumental in making two deserving people happy. - -“It was so thoughtful to bring your friend here, who bought the large -picture,” she says. And then she adds, “Did I ever see him?” - -“I think you have seen him,” Mr. Vincent replies. Something in his -manner betrays him, and Miss Cameron, guessing the truth, impulsively -says: - -“You bought it yourself, Mr. Vincent.” - -“Hush!” he softly whispers, with his finger on his lips. “We are -fellow-conspirators, and cannot betray each other.” - -Next year, when a great American city gave Edgar McDowald the order for -a State monument, the beauty of his designs having distanced all -competitors, Parisians remarked that Mrs. Montgomery’s discrimination, -as regarded celebrities, seemed to have fallen upon her niece. - -Mr. and Mrs. McDowald delight in telling of their romantic courtship, -and how Miss Cameron’s scheme of an art sale brought about their -marriage; but Miss Cameron always affirms that its success was not due -to her, but to Mr. Vincent’s tact in exhibiting that expensive canvas to -his friend. - -Miss Cameron, being a worldly-wise young woman, tries to feel that Mr. -Vincent’s motives were wholly generous and disinterested; but if what -rumour says is true, Mr. Vincent would do more than that for the -charming central figure in Mrs. McDowald’s Salon picture, which now -looks down from a good position in the library of his own English home, -and which never hung “on the line” after all. - - - - - V. - A Complex Question. - - -There were a half-dozen or more good riders in Tangier that winter, but -Bob Travers was the acknowledged leader. At every annual race-meeting he -proved to his backers that their confidence in him was not misplaced, -for, brave fellows as they were, none of them rode so hard, or cared to -take the risks which Bob cheerfully ran. - -Robert MacNeil Travers, familiarly known as “Bob,” was spending his -second season in Africa. The first time he had run across from “Gib” to -look up something in the way of horseflesh, and once there he had easily -fallen in with a set of men whose society he enjoyed extremely. They -were dashing fellows, several of them young English noblemen, who found -the free, bold life they could lead in this lawless place too -fascinating to leave. It was very agreeable in that delicious winter -climate to dash off over the wild country on a surefooted Barb horse, or -to join some caravan for a few weeks’ excursion in the interior, while -in England everyone was freezing, or at least imbedded in fog. - -They had their little glimpses of civilization—the Tangerines—for the -few resident Europeans were very glad to entertain any interesting -visitors from the outside world. Bob Travers was as much liked by the -wives and sisters of his friends as any gallant, well-bred Englishman -deserves to be, and every one was pleased when his engagement was -announced to pretty Mabel Burke, the sister of Boardman Burke, the -artist, whose Eastern scenes, painted under the clear skies of Morocco, -have won for him the reputation of being one of the foremost exponents -in the new “Impressionist School.” - -The occasions were rare when Bob Travers was not included, whether it -was for a boar hunt, a day with the fox hounds, or a little dance, at -any one of the half-dozen hospitable European houses. - -One night he was late in arriving at a dinner-party given in honour of -some Americans, whose yacht had appeared in Tangier Bay that day; they -were already seated at the table when Bob slipped quietly in, and, at a -little nod from Miss Burke, found his place beside her. He was conscious -that his other neighbour was a woman—a young and attractive one. He had -time to observe that, when his obliging hostess, in reply to his -apologies, said, “You are punished enough, for you have lost at least -ten minutes of Miss Schuyler’s society.” This, with a knowing little -look at Miss Burke, which seemed to say, “To be sure he is your -property, but if you are engaged to the most presentable man in Tangier, -you must pay the penalty, and give him up to occasional and fastidious -visitors.” - -Modest little Mabel Burke, who simply basked in “Bob’s” smiles, and -wondered at her own good luck in ever winning his love, gave her hostess -a proud, happy glance that spoke volumes for her sense of security. - -A closer look at Miss Schuyler convinced Mr. Travers that he had never -met anyone at all like her; she was so self-possessed and clever that -they were soon talking as freely as if they had been old acquaintances. -She was not so pretty as his _fiancée_, but she was very fascinating (a -charm that even Bob had not attributed to Miss Burke), and her -versatility amazed him. It did not seem to matter whether they discussed -horses, religion, or politics—Miss Schuyler had her opinions, and she -expressed them without conceit or aggressiveness. During the fortnight -that the smart little yacht _Liberty_ was anchored in the waters of -Tangier Bay, and its merry party were devoting their days to long -country rides, excursions to Cape Spartel, or cantering along the sandy -beach, Travers found Miss Schuyler the most interesting of companions; -he seemed to have become her acknowledged escort, and (since one night, -when he had nearly killed his best horse by galloping several miles for -a doctor to come to the rescue of one of the ladies who had broken her -arm while the party were making an excursion) Miss Schuyler had singled -him out for all sorts of delicate favours. He, on the other hand, -discovered that this woman, with her grace and culture, was just such a -woman as he had pictured he should eventually take to Travers Towers as -its mistress. For in less than a fortnight he realized that in his -happy-go-lucky way he had drifted into that engagement with the pretty -sister of his dearest friend. What could be more natural? All the -conditions had favoured his courtship, and until he saw Miss Schuyler it -had seemed very agreeable to possess the affections of the nicest girl -in Tangier. - -He knew she was not the wife he had dreamt of, but then, he reasoned, -one never marries one’s ideal. Mabel Burke was sweet and good, and loved -him; so one delicious, star-lit night, after a cosy dinner, he found -himself alone with her in the quiet little Moorish court of the Burkes’ -villa, and as Mabel gave him his second cup of coffee he looked at her -approvingly, and on the impulse of the moment told her he should like to -have her always with him. He meant it then; and after that it was all -easy sailing, for Boardman Burke was delighted to give his sister to a -man whom he already loved as a brother. The gossip of the town had not -reached the visitors in the yacht, and Miss Schuyler only heard -accidentally that Mr. Travers was engaged to Miss Burke, for Bob had -felt a reluctance to tell her—had supposed someone else would—and, -finally, seeing she believed him to be free, he had _dreaded_ to tell -her. And so their relations progressed undisturbed, and, like all things -under an Oriental sun, developed rapidly. - -They had been taking tea at Mr. Boardman Burkes and looking at his -pictures, when suddenly the artist said: - -“I must show you the one I am doing for Travers’ wedding present.” - -And when someone remarked that he could take his time to finish the -painting, Boardman Burke had said very distinctly: - -“Oh, no! I expect to have to give my sister, as well as that best -picture of mine, to Travers before the year is out.” - -It is just possible that Mr. Burke thought it wise to make this -statement, for occupied though he was in his work, he had observed that -his sister looked troubled. Although Travers dropped in every day, he, -too, seemed pre-occupied, or was in a hurry, and he was seen constantly -riding with Miss Schuyler. Little Mabel was too seriously in love with -him, and believed in him too deeply, to admit that he had been the least -remiss in his attentions to her, but she felt relieved, all the same, to -hear that the _Liberty_ would hoist anchor and go over to Gibraltar the -next morning, and from there continue her course along the coast of -Spain and the Riviera. Even when she heard Travers and the American -Consul accept an invitation to go to Gibraltar with the party, she felt -no uneasiness, for he would return the following noon by the regular -steamer. So she let her accepted lover stroll off with Miss Schuyler, -only saying a quiet “good-bye.” - -When she looked out from her window the next morning the pretty little -yacht had disappeared, and all day she fancied Bob buying up supplies, -which he said he wanted for an expedition into the interior. - -In reality, when Mr. Travers had glanced at Miss Schuyler, after the -announcement made by Mr. Burke of his engagement, he thought she looked -a trifle pale, but then there is such a peculiar light when the African -sun comes down into a Moorish garden through the waving palms that one -gets strange impressions. - -Miss Schuyler was very silent on her way to the beach, and Travers did -not see her again till morning, when he crossed on the yacht to -Gibraltar. During the night a sense of all he had lost flashed upon him; -he could see no way out of it. He was a man who prided himself upon -keeping his word; that word was given to Miss Burke, whom he liked and -respected, but whom he now knew he did not love. And he had allowed -himself to drift on through two happy weeks, devoting himself to this -stranger, who in return must certainly despise him for his cowardice. -Distinctly, it was an awkward position. He felt confident that, given -his freedom, he might win the woman of his choice, for she was the kind -of woman to inspire him to do his best, and Bob Travers’ best was very -good indeed, but his freedom was just what he could not ask for, so he -finally decided to tell Miss Schuyler the exact truth, and thus at least -feel he had her respect. - -On the yacht he told her his story, and she listened, as a woman listens -who has had many disillusionments, and accepts them as necessities. - -He thought her very cold when she only said: - -“We have been very good friends, Mr. Travers. It will be enough to tell -you first that I should have preferred to hear of your plans from your -own lips. It all seemed so natural in Tangier, so far from the -conventional outside world, that I allowed myself to give way to -impulses which I thought under perfect discipline.” - -“But you must know, you _shall_ know, that my heart is yours, that you -are my _ideal_ woman, the one I should have married,” Travers earnestly -pleaded. - -“If that is so, let it encourage you to be strong. Go back, marry your -little girl, and forget one who has suffered too much to judge anyone.” -Then Travers went down the side of the yacht into a small boat, and -could only say “God bless you” over her extended hand before the steps -were pulled up, and the yacht steamed out on her way to Malaga. - -A few days after at Marseilles the papers were brought on board, and an -article in them instantly attracted their attention. It graphically -described a fatal accident that had befallen Robert MacNeil Travers, who -had just landed from a yacht at Gibraltar evidently in perfect health. -He had gone up to the summit of the rock, and stood at the edge of its -dangerous eastern face. His companion, the American Consul at Tangier, -had stopped a moment to look out to sea with his glass, and when he -turned round poor Travers had disappeared, “probably seized with -vertigo,” the paper said; for Mr. Travers was heir to a large estate, -and about to be married to the sister of the celebrated artist, Boardman -Burke, so no idea of suicide was entertained. - -Who shall say whether Miss Schuyler believed this newspaper version? -Perhaps she remembered Travers’ last impassioned word, “You _shall_ know -my heart is yours,” and he had taken this way, the only possible way, to -show her his devotion without being dishonourable. - - * * * * * - -Poor little Mabel Burke wept grievously, but she is again engaged, this -time to a man who is far more domestic than poor Travers. - -And Miss Schuyler? She continues to be Miss Schuyler, although she is as -fascinating as ever. A woman who has tested one man’s affection to the -death and not found it wanting, is not easily won! - - - PLYMOUTH: - WILLIAM BRENDON AND SON, - PRINTERS. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES - - - 1. Silently corrected typographical errors and variations in spelling. - 2. Archaic, non-standard, and uncertain spellings retained as printed. - 3. 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