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Included is +important information about your specific rights and restrictions in +how the file may be used. You can also find out about how to make a +donation to Project Gutenberg, and how to get involved. + + +**Welcome To The World of Free Plain Vanilla Electronic Texts** + +**EBooks Readable By Both Humans and By Computers, Since 1971** + +*****These EBooks Were Prepared By Thousands of Volunteers***** + + +Title: The Money Master, Volume 1. + +Author: Gilbert Parker + +Release Date: August, 2004 [EBook #6275] +[Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule] +[This file was first posted on November 28, 2002] + +Edition: 10 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + + + + + +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE MONEY MASTER, PARKER, V1*** + + + +This eBook was produced by David Widger + + + + + +THE MONEY MASTER + +By Gilbert Parker + + + + +CONTENTS + +EPOCH THE FIRST +I. THE GRAND TOUR OF JEAN JACQUES BARBILLE +II. THE REST OF THE STORY "TO-MORROW" +III. "TO-MORROW" + +EPOCH THE SECOND +IV. THIRTEEN YEARS AFTER AND THE CLERK OF THE COURT TELLS A STORY +V. THE CLERK OF THE COURT ENDS HIS STORY +VI. JEAN JACQUES HAD HAD A GREAT DAY +VII. JEAN JACQUES AWAKES FROM SLEEP +VIII. THE GATE IN THE WALL +IX. "MOI-JE SUIS PHILOSOPHE" +X. "QUIEN SABE"--WHO KNOWS! +XI. THE CLERK OF THE COURT KEEPS A PROMISE +XII. THE MASTER-CARPENTER HAS A PROBLEM + +EPOCH THE THIRD +XIII. THE MAN FROM OUTSIDE +XIV. "I DO NOT WANT TO GO" +XV. BON MARCHE + +EPOCH THE FOURTH +XVI. MISFORTUNES COME NOT SINGLY +XVII. HIS GREATEST ASSET +XVIII. JEAN JACQUES HAS AN OFFER +XIX. SEBASTIAN DOLORES DOES NOT SLEEP +XX. "AU 'VOIR, M'SIEU' JEAN JACQUES" +XXI. IF SHE HAD KNOWN IN TIME + +EPOCH THE FIFTH +XXII. BELLS OF MEMORY +XXIII. JEAN JACQUES HAS WORK TO DO +XXIV. JEAN JACQUES ENCAMPED. +XXV. WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE + +EPILOGUE + + + + +INTRODUCTION + +This book is in a place by itself among the novels I have written. Many +critics said that it was a welcome return to Canada, where I had made my +first success in the field of fiction. This statement was only meagrely +accurate, because since 'The Right of Way' was published in 1901 I had +written, and given to the public, 'Northern Lights', a book of short +stories, 'You Never Know Your Luck', a short novel, and 'The World for +Sale', though all of these dealt with life in Western Canada, and not +with the life of the French Canadians, in which field I had made my first +firm impression upon the public. In any case, The Money Master was +favourably received by the press and public both in England and America, +and my friends were justified in thinking, and in saying, that I was at +home in French Canada and gave the impression of mastery of my material. +If mastery of material means a knowledge of the life, and a sympathy with +it, then my friends are justified; for I have always had an intense +sympathy with, and admiration for, French Canadian life. I think the +French Canadian one of the most individual, original, and distinctive +beings of the modern world. He has kept his place, with his own customs, +his own Gallic views of life, and his religious habits, with an assiduity +and firmness none too common. He is essentially a man of the home, of +the soil, and of the stream; he has by nature instinctive philosophy and +temperamental logic. As a lover of the soil of Canada he is not +surpassed by any of the other citizens of the country, English or +otherwise. + +It would almost seem as though the pageantry of past French Canadian +history, and the beauty and vigour of the topographical surroundings of +French Canadian life, had produced an hereditary pride and exaltation-- +perhaps an excessive pride and a strenuous exaltation, but, in any case, +there it was, and is. The French Canadian lives a more secluded life on +the whole than any other citizen of Canada, though the native, +adventurous spirit has sent him to the Eastern States of the American +Union for work in the mills and factories, or up to the farthest reaches +of the St. Lawrence, Ottawa, and their tributaries in the wood and timber +trade. + +Domestically he is perhaps the most productive son of the North American +continent. Families of twenty, or even twenty-five, are not unknown, +and, when a man has had more than one wife, it has even exceeded that. +Life itself is full of camaraderie and good spirit, marked by religious +traits and sacerdotal influence. + +The French Canadian is on the whole sober and industrious; but when he +breaks away from sobriety and industry he becomes a vicious element in +the general organism. Yet his vices are of the surface, and do not +destroy the foundations of his social and domestic scheme. A French +Canadian pony used to be considered the most virile and lasting stock on +the continent, and it is fair to say that the French Canadians themselves +are genuinely hardy, long-lived, virile, and enduring. + +It was among such people that the hero of The Money Master, Jean Jacques +Barbille, lived. He was the symbol or pattern of their virtues and of +their weaknesses. By nature a poet, a philosopher, a farmer and an +adventurer, his life was a sacrifice to prepossession and race instinct; +to temperament more powerful than logic or common sense, though he was +almost professionally the exponent of both. + +There is no man so simply sincere, or so extraordinarily prejudiced as +the French Canadian. He is at once modest and vain; he is even lyrical +in his enthusiasms; he is a child in the intrigues and inventions of +life; but he has imagination, he has a heart, he has a love of tradition, +and is the slave of legend. To him domestic life is the summum bonum of +being. His four walls are the best thing which the world has to offer, +except the cheerful and sacred communion of the Mass, and his dismissal +from life itself under the blessing of his priest and with the promise of +a good immortality. + +Jean Jacques Barbille had the French Canadian life of pageant, pomp, and +place extraordinarily developed. His love of history and tradition was +abnormal. A genius, he was, within an inch, a tragedy to the last +button. Probably the adventurous spirit of his forefathers played a +greater part in his development and in the story of his days than +anything else. He was wide-eyed, and he had a big soul. He trained +himself to believe in himself and to follow his own judgment; therefore, +he invited loss upon loss, he made mistake upon mistake, he heaped +financial adventure upon financial adventure, he ran great risks; and it +is possible that his vast belief in himself kept him going when other men +would have dropped by the wayside. He loved his wife and daughter, and +he lost them both. He loved his farms, his mills and his manor, and they +disappeared from his control. + +It must be remembered that the story of The Money Master really runs for +a generation, and it says something for Jean Jacques Barbille that he +could travel through scenes, many of them depressing, for long years, and +still, in the end, provoke no disparagement, by marrying the woman who +had once out of the goodness of her heart offered him everything-- +herself, her home, her honour; and it was to Jean Jacques's credit +that he took neither until the death of his wife made him free; but the +tremendous gift offered him produced a powerful impression upon his mind +and heart. + +One of the most distinguished men of the world to-day wrote me in praise +and protest concerning The Money Master. He declared that the first half +of the book was as good as anything that had been done by anybody, and +then he bemoaned the fact, which he believed, that the author had +sacrificed his two heroines without real cause and because he was tired +of them. There he was wrong. In the author's mind the story was planned +exactly as it worked out. He was never tired; he was resolute. He was +intent to produce, if possible, a figure which would breed and develop +its own disasters, which would suffer profoundly for its own mistakes; +but which, in the end, would triumph over the disasters of life and time. +It was all deliberate in the main intention and plan. Any failures that +exist in the book are due to the faults of the author, and to nothing +else. + +Some critics have been good enough to call 'The Money Master' a beautiful +book, and there are many who said that it was real, true, and faithful. +Personally I think it is real and true, and as time goes on, and we get +older, that is what seems to matter to those who love life and wish to +see it well harvested. + +I do not know what the future of the book may be; what the future of any +work of mine will be; but I can say this, that no one has had the +pleasure in reading my books which I have had in making them. They have +been ground out of the raw material of the soul. I have a hope that they +will outlast my brief day, but, in any case, it will not matter. They +have given me a chance of showing to the world life as I have seen it, +and indirectly, and perhaps indistinctly, my own ideas of that life. +'The Money Master' is a vivid and somewhat emotional part of it. + + + + +EPOCH THE FIRST + +CHAPTER I + +THE GRAND TOUR OF JEAN JACQUES BARBILLE + +"Peace and plenty, peace and plenty"--that was the phrase M. Jean Jacques +Barbille, miller and moneymaster, applied to his home-scene, when he was +at the height of his career. Both winter and summer the place had a look +of content and comfort, even a kind of opulence. There is nothing like a +grove of pines to give a sense of warmth in winter and an air of coolness +in summer, so does the slightest breeze make the pine-needles swish like +the freshening sea. But to this scene, where pines made a friendly +background, there were added oak, ash, and hickory trees, though in less +quantity on the side of the river where were Jean Jacques Barbille's +house and mills. They flourished chiefly on the opposite side of the +Beau Cheval, whose waters flowed so waywardly--now with a rush, now +silently away through long reaches of country. Here the land was rugged +and bold, while farther on it became gentle and spacious, and was flecked +or striped with farms on which low, white houses with dormer-windows and +big stoops flashed to the passer-by the message of the pioneer, "It is +mine. I triumph." + +At the Manor Cartier, not far from the town of Vilray, where Jean Jacques +was master, and above it and below it, there had been battles and the +ravages of war. At the time of the Conquest the stubborn habitants, +refusing to accept the yielding of Quebec as the end of French power +in their proud province, had remained in arms and active, and had only +yielded when the musket and the torch had done their work, and smoking +ruins marked the places where homes had been. They took their fortune +with something of the heroic calm of men to whom an idea was more than +aught else. Jean Jacques' father, grandfather, and great-great- +grandfather had lived here, no one of them rising far, but none worthless +or unnoticeable. They all had had "a way of their own," as their +neighbours said, and had been provident on the whole. Thus it was that +when Jean Jacques' father died, and he came into his own, he found +himself at thirty a man of substance, unmarried, who "could have had the +pick of the province." This was what the Old Cure said in despair, when +Jean Jacques did the incomprehensible thing, and married l'Espagnole, or +"the Spanische," as the lady was always called in the English of the +habitant. + +When she came it was spring-time, and all the world was budding, exuding +joy and hope, with the sun dancing over all. It was the time between +the sowing and the hay-time, and there was a feeling of alertness in +everything that had life, while even the rocks and solid earth seemed to +stir. The air was filled with the long happy drone of the mill-stones as +they ground the grain; and from farther away came the soft, stinging cry +of a saw-mill. Its keen buzzing complaint was harmonious with the +grumble of the mill-stones, as though a supreme maker of music had tuned +it. So said a master-musician and his friend, a philosopher from Nantes, +who came to St. Saviour's in the summer just before the marriage, and +lodged with Jean Jacques. Jean Jacques, having spent a year at Laval +University at Quebec, had almost a gift of thought, or thinking; and he +never ceased to ply the visiting philosopher and musician with questions +which he proceeded to answer himself before they could do so; his quaint, +sentimental, meretricious observations on life saddening while they +amused his guests. They saddened the musician more than the other +because he knew life, while the philosopher only thought it and saw it. + +But even the musician would probably have smiled in hope that day when +the young "Spanische" came driving up the river-road from the steamboat- +landing miles away. She arrived just when the clock struck noon in the +big living-room of the Manor. As she reached the open doorway and the +wide windows of the house which gaped with shady coolness, she heard the +bell summoning the workers in the mills and on the farm--yes, M. Barbille +was a farmer, too--for the welcome home to "M'sieu' Jean Jacques," as he +was called by everyone. + +That the wedding had taken place far down in Gaspe and not in St. +Saviour's was a reproach and almost a scandal; and certainly it was +unpatriotic. It was bad enough to marry the Spanische, but to marry +outside one's own parish, and so deprive that parish and its young people +of the week's gaiety, which a wedding and the consequent procession and +tour through the parish brings, was little less than treason. But there +it was; and Jean Jacques was a man who had power to hurt, to hinder, or +to help; for the miller and the baker are nearer to the hearthstone of +every man than any other, and credit is a good thing when the oven is +empty and hard times are abroad. The wedding in Gaspe had not been +attended by the usual functions, for it had all been hurriedly arranged, +as the romantic circumstances of the wooing required. Romance indeed it +was; so remarkable that the master-musician might easily have found a +theme for a comedy--or tragedy--and the philosopher would have shaken his +head at the defiance it offered to the logic of things. + +Now this is the true narrative, though in the parish of St. Saviour's it +is more highly decorated and has many legends hanging to it like tassels +to a curtain. Even the Cure of to-day, who ought to know all the truth, +finds it hard to present it in its bare elements; for the history of Jean +Jacques Barbille affected the history of many a man in St. Saviour's; and +all that befel him, whether of good or evil, ran through the parish in a +thousand invisible threads. + + ....................... + +What had happened was this. After the visit of the musician and the +philosopher, Jean Jacques, to sustain his reputation and to increase it, +had decided to visit that Normandy from which his people had come at the +time of Frontenac. He set forth with much 'eclat' and a little innocent +posturing and ritual, in which a cornet and a violin figured, together +with a farewell oration by the Cure. + +In Paris Jean Jacques had found himself bewildered and engulfed. He had +no idea that life could be so overbearing, and he was inclined to resent +his own insignificance. However, in Normandy, when he read the names on +the tombstones and saw the records in the baptismal register of other +Jean Jacques Barbilles, who had come and gone generations before, his +self-respect was somewhat restored. This pleasure was dashed, however, +by the quizzical attitude of the natives of his ancestral parish, who +walked round about inspecting him as though he were a zoological +specimen, and who criticized his accent--he who had been at Laval for one +whole term; who had had special instruction before that time from the Old +Cure and a Jesuit brother; and who had been the friend of musicians and +philosophers! + +His cheerful, kindly self-assurance stood the test with difficulty, but +it became a kind of ceremonial with him, whenever he was discomfited, to +read some pages of a little dun-coloured book of philosophy, picked up on +the quay at Quebec just before he sailed, and called, "Meditations in +Philosophy." He had been warned by the bookseller that the Church had no +love for philosophy; but while at Laval he had met the independent minds +that, at eighteen to twenty-two, frequent academic groves; and he was not +to be put off by the pious bookseller--had he not also had a philosopher +in his house the year before, and was he not going to Nantes to see this +same savant before returning to his beloved St. Saviour's parish. + +But Paris and Nantes and Rouen and Havre abashed and discomfited him, +played havoc with his self-esteem, confused his brain, and vexed him by +formality, and, more than all, by their indifference to himself. He +admired, yet he wished to be admired; he was humble, but he wished all +people and things to be humble with him. When he halted he wanted the +world to halt; when he entered a cathedral--Notre Dame or any other; or a +great building--the Law Courts at Rouen or any other; he simply wanted +people to say, wanted the cathedral, or at least the cloister, to whisper +to itself, "Here comes Jean Jacques Barbille." + +That was all he wanted, and that would have sufficed. He would not have +had them whisper about his philosophy and his intellect, or the mills and +the ash-factory which he meant to build, the lime-kilns he had started +even before he left, and the general store he intended to open when he +returned to St. Saviour's. Not even his modesty was recognized; and, in +his grand tour, no one was impressed by all that he was, except once. An +ancestor, a grandmother of his, had come from the Basque country; and so +down to St. Jean Pied de Port he went; for he came of a race who set +great store by mothers and grandmothers. At St. Jean Pied de Port he was +more at home. He was, in a sense, a foreigner among foreigners there, +and the people were not quizzical, since he was an outsider in any case +and not a native returned, as he had been in Normandy. He learned to +play pelota, the Basque game taken from the Spaniards, and he even +allowed himself a little of that oratory which, as they say, has its +habitat chiefly in Gascony. And because he had found an audience at +last, he became a liberal host, and spent freely of his dollars, as he +had never done either in Normandy, Paris, or elsewhere. So freely did he +spend, that when he again embarked at Bordeaux for Quebec, he had only +enough cash left to see him through the remainder of his journey in the +great world. Yet he left France with his self-respect restored, and he +even waved her a fond adieu, as the creaking Antoine broke heavily into +the waters of the Bay of Biscay, while he cried: + + "My little ship, + It bears me far + From lights of home + To alien star. + O vierge Marie, + Pour moi priez Dieu! + Adieu, dear land, + Provence, adieu." + +Then a further wave of sentiment swept over him, and he was vaguely +conscious of a desire to share the pains of parting which he saw in +labour around him--children from parents, lovers from loved. He could +not imagine the parting from a parent, for both of his were in the bosom +of heaven, having followed his five brothers, all of whom had died in +infancy, to his good fortune, for otherwise his estate would now be only +one-sixth of what it was. But he could imagine a parting with some sweet +daughter of France, and he added another verse to the thrilling of the +heart of Casimir Delavigne: + + "Beloved Isaure, + Her hand makes sign-- + No more, no more, + To rest in mine. + O vierge Marie, + Pour moi priez Dieu! + Adieu, dear land, + Isaure, adieu!" + +As he murmured with limpid eye the last words, he saw in the forecastle +not far from him a girl looking at him. There was unmistakable sadness +in her glance of interest. In truth she was thinking of just such a man +as Jean Jacques, whom she could never see any more, for he had paid with +his life the penalty of the conspiracy in which her father, standing now +behind her on the leaky Antoine, had been a tool, and an evil tool. Here +in Jean Jacques was the same ruddy brown face, black restless eye, and +young, silken, brown beard. Also there was an air of certainty and +universal comprehension, and though assertion and vanity were apparent, +there was no self-consciousness. The girl's dead and gone conspirator +had not the same honesty of face, the same curve of the ideal in the +broad forehead, the same poetry of rich wavy brown hair, the same +goodness of mind and body so characteristic of Jean Jacques--he was but +Jean Jacques gone wrong at the start; but the girl was of a nature that +could see little difference between things which were alike +superficially, and in the young provincial she only saw one who looked +like the man she had loved. True, his moustaches did not curl upwards at +the ends as did those of Carvillho Gonzales, and he did not look out of +the corner of his eyes and smoke black cigarettes; but there he was, her +Carvillho with a difference--only such a difference that made him to her +Carvillho II., and not the ghost of Carvillho I. + +She was a maiden who might have been as good as need be for all life, +so far as appearances went. She had a wonderful skin, a smooth, velvety +cheek, where faint red roses came and went, as it might seem at will; +with a deep brown eye; and eh, but she was grandly tall--so Jean Jacques +thought, while he drew himself up to his full five feet, six and a half +with a determined air. Even at his best, however, Jean Jacques could not +reach within three inches of her height. + +Yet he did not regard her as at all overdone because of that. He thought +her hair very fine, as it waved away from her low forehead in a grace +which reminded him of the pictures of the Empress Eugenie, and of the +sister of that monsieur le duc who had come fishing to St. Saviour's a +few years before. He thought that if her hair was let down it would +probably reach to her waist, and maybe to her ankles. She had none of +the plump, mellow softness of the beauties he had seen in the Basque +country. She was a slim and long limbed Diana, with fine lines and a +bosom of extreme youth, though she must have been twenty-one her last +birthday. The gown she wore was a dark green well-worn velvet, which +seemed of too good a make and quality for her class; and there was no +decoration about her anywhere, save at the ears, where two drops of gold +hung on little links an inch and a half long. + +Jean Jacques Barbille's eyes took it all in with that observation of +which he was so proud and confident, and rested finally on the drops of +gold at her ears. Instinctively he fingered the heavy gold watch-chain +he had bought in Paris to replace the silver chain with a little crucifix +dangling, which his father and even his great-grandfather had worn before +him. He had kept the watch, however--the great fat-bellied thing which +had never run down in a hundred years. It was his mascot. To lose that +watch would be like losing his share in the promises of the Church. So +his fingers ran along the new gold-fourteen-carat-chain, to the watch at +the end of it; and he took it out a little ostentatiously, since he saw +that the eyes of the girl were on him. Involuntarily he wished to +impress her. + +He might have saved himself the trouble. She was impressed. It was +quite another matter however, whether he would have been pleased to know +that the impression was due to his resemblance to a Spanish conspirator, +whose object was to destroy the Monarchy and the Church, as had been the +object of the middle-aged conspirator--the girl's father--who had the +good fortune to escape from justice. It is probable that if Jean Jacques +had known these facts, his story would never have been written, and he +would have died in course of time with twenty children and a seat in the +legislature; for, in spite of his ardent devotion to philosophy and its +accompanying rationalism, he was a devout monarchist and a child of the +Church. + +Sad enough it was that, as he shifted his glance from the watch, which +ticked loud enough to wake a farmhand in the middle of the day, he found +those Spanish eyes which had been so lost in studying him. In the glow +and glisten of the evening sun setting on the shores of Bordeaux, and +flashing reflected golden light to the girl's face, he saw that they were +shining with tears, and though looking at him, appeared not to see him. +In that moment the scrutiny of the little man's mind was volatilized, and +the Spanische, as she was ultimately called, began her career in the life +of the money-master of St. Saviour's. + +It began by his immediately resenting the fact that she should be +travelling in the forecastle. His mind imagined misfortune and a lost +home through political troubles, for he quickly came to know that the +girl and her father were Spanish; and to him, Spain was a place of +martyrs and criminals. Criminals these could not be--one had but to +look at the girl's face; while the face of her worthless father might +have been that of a friend of Philip IV. in the Escorial, so quiet and +oppressed it seemed. Nobility was written on the placid, apathetic +countenance, except when it was not under observation, and then the look +of Cain took its place. Jean Jacques, however, was not likely to see +that look; since Sebastian Dolores--that was his name--had observed from +the first how the master-miller was impressed by his daughter, and he was +set to turn it to account. + +Not that the father entered into an understanding with the girl. He knew +her too well for that. He had a wholesome respect, not to say fear, of +her; for when all else had failed, it was she who had arranged his escape +from Spain, and who almost saved Carvillho Gonzales from being shot. She +could have saved Gonzales, might have saved him, would have saved him, +had she not been obliged to save her father. In the circumstances she +could not save both. + +Before the week was out Jean Jacques was possessed of as fine a tale of +political persecution as mind could conceive, and, told as it was by +Sebastian Dolores, his daughter did not seek to alter it, for she had +her own purposes, and they were mixed. These refugees needed a friend, +for they would land in Canada with only a few dollars, and Carmen Dolores +loved her father well enough not to wish to see him again in such +distress as he had endured in Cadiz. Also, Jean Jacques, the young, +verdant, impressionable French Catholic, was like her Carvillho Gonzales, +and she had loved her Carvillho in her own way very passionately, and-- +this much to her credit--quite chastely. So that she had no compunction +in drawing the young money-master to her side, and keeping him there by +such arts as such a woman possesses. These are remarkable after their +kind. They are combined of a frankness as to the emotions, and such +outer concessions to physical sensations, as make a painful combination +against a mere man's caution; even when that caution has a Norman origin. + +More than once Jean Jacques was moved to tears, as the Ananias of Cadiz +told his stories of persecution. + +So that one day, in sudden generosity, he paid the captain the necessary +sum to transfer the refugees from the forecastle to his own select +portion of the steamer, where he was so conspicuous a figure among a +handful of lower-level merchant folk and others of little mark who were +going to Quebec. To these latter Jean Jacques was a gift of heaven, for +he knew so much, and seemed to know so much more, and could give them the +information they desired. His importance lured him to pose as a +seigneur, though he had no claim to the title. He did not call himself +Seigneur in so many words, but when others referred to him as the +Seigneur, and it came to his ears, he did not correct it; and when he was +addressed as such he did not reprove. + +Thus, when he brought the two refugees from the forecastle and assured +his fellow-passengers that they were Spanish folk of good family exiled +by persecution, his generosity was acclaimed, even while all saw he was +enamoured of Carmen. Once among the first-class passengers, father and +daughter maintained reserve, and though there were a few who saw that +they were not very far removed above peasants, still the dress of the +girl, which was good--she had been a maid in a great nobleman's family +--was evidence in favour of the father's story. Sebastian Dolores +explained his own workman's dress as having been necessary for his +escape. + +Only one person gave Jean Jacques any warning. This was the captain +of the Antoine. He was a Basque, he knew the Spanish people well--the +types, the character, the idiosyncrasies; and he was sure that Sebastian +Dolores and his daughter belonged to the lower clerical or higher working +class, and he greatly inclined towards the former. In that he was right, +because Dolores, and his father before him, had been employed in the +office of a great commercial firm in Cadiz, and had repaid much +consideration by stirring up strife and disloyalty in the establishment. +But before the anarchist subtracted himself from his occupation, he had +appropriated certain sums of money, and these had helped to carry him on, +when he attached himself to the revolutionaries. It was on his +daughter's savings that he was now travelling, with the only thing he +had saved from the downfall, which was his head. It was of sufficient +personal value to make him quite cheerful as the Antoine plunged and +shivered on her way to the country where he could have no steady work +as a revolutionist. + +With reserve and caution the Basque captain felt it his duty to tell Jean +Jacques of his suspicions, warning him that the Spaniards were the +choicest liars in the world, and were not ashamed of it; but had the same +pride in it as had their greatest rivals, the Arabs and the Egyptians. + +His discreet confidences, however, were of no avail; he was not discreet +enough. If he had challenged the bona fides of Sebastian Dolores only, +he might have been convincing, but he used the word "they" constantly, +and that roused the chivalry of Jean Jacques. That the comely, careful +Carmen should be party to an imposture was intolerable. Everything about +her gave it the lie. Her body was so perfect and complete, so finely +contrived and balanced, so cunningly curved with every line filled in; +her eye was so full of lustre and half-melancholy too; her voice had such +a melodious monotone; her mouth was so ripe and yet so distant in its +luxury, that imposture was out of the question. + +Ah, but Jean Jacques was a champion worth while! He did nothing by +halves. He was of the breed of men who grow more intense, more +convinced, more thorough, as they talk. One adjective begets another, +one warm allusion gives birth to a warmer, one flashing impulse evokes a +brighter confidence, till the atmosphere is flaming with conviction. If +Jean Jacques started with faint doubt regarding anything, and allowed +himself betimes the flush of a declaration of belief, there could be but +one end. He gathered fire as he moved, impulse expanded into momentum, +and momentum became an Ariel fleeing before the dark. He would start by +offering a finger to be pricked, and would end by presenting his own head +on a charger. He was of those who hypnotize themselves, who glow with +self-creation, who flower and bloom without pollen. + +His rejection of the captain's confidence even had a dignity. He took +out his watch which represented so many laborious hours of other +Barbilles, and with a decision in which the strong pulse of chivalry was +beating hard, he said: + +"I can never speak well till I have ate. That is my hobby. Well, so it +is. And I like good company. So that is why I sit beside Senor and +Senorita Dolores at table--the one on the right, the other on the left, +myself between, like this, like that. It is dinner-time now here, and +my friends--my dear friends of Cadiz--they wait me. Have you heard the +Senorita sing the song of Spain, m'sieu'? What it must be with the +guitar, I know not; but with voice alone it is ravishing. I have learned +it also. The Senorita has taught me. It is a song of Aragon. It is +sung in high places. It belongs to the nobility. Ah, then, you have not +heard it--but it is not too late! The Senorita, the unhappy ma'm'selle, +driven from her ancestral home by persecution, she will sing it to you as +she has sung it to me. It is your due. You are the master of the ship. +But, yes, she shall of her kindness and of her grace sing it to you. You +do not know how it runs? Well, it is like this--listen and tell me if it +does not speak of things that belong to the old regime, the ancient +noblesse--listen, m'sieu' le captaanne, how it runs: + + "Have you not heard of mad Murcie? + Granada gay and And'lousie? + There's where you'll see the joyous rout, + When patios pour their beauties out; + Come, children, come, the night gains fast, + And Time's a jade too fair to last. + My flower of Spain, my Juanetta, + Away, away to gay Jota! + Come forth, my sweet, away, my queen, + Though daybreak scorns, the night's between. + The Fete's afoot--ah! ah! ah! ah! + De la Jota Ar'gonesa. + Ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! + De la Jota Ar'gonesa." + +Before he had finished, the captain was more than ready to go, for he had +no patience with such credulity, simplicity and sentimentalism. He was +Basque, and to be Basque is to lack sentiment and feel none, to play ever +for the safe thing, to get without giving, and to mind your own business. +It had only been an excessive sense of duty which had made the captain +move in this, for he liked Jean Jacques as everyone aboard his Antoine +did; and he was convinced that the Spaniards would play the "Seigneur" to +the brink of disaster at least, though it would have been hard to detect +any element of intrigue or coquetry in Carmen Dolores. + +That was due partly to the fact that she was still in grief for her +Gonzales, whose heart had been perforated by almost as many bullets as +the arrows of Cupid had perforated it in his short, gay life of adventure +and anarchy; also partly because there was no coquetry needed to interest +Jean Jacques. If he was interested it was not necessary to interest +anyone else, nor was it expedient to do so, for the biggest fish in the +net on the Antoine was the money-master of St. Saviour's. + +Carmen had made up her mind from the first to marry Jean Jacques, and she +deported herself accordingly--with modesty, circumspection and skill. It +would be the easiest way out of all their difficulties. Since her heart, +such as it was, fluttered, a mournful ghost, over the Place d'Armes, +where her Gonzales was shot, it might better go to Jean Jacques than +anyone else; for he was a man of parts, of money, and of looks, and she +loved these all; and to her credit she loved his looks better than all +the rest. She had no real cupidity, and she was not greatly enamoured of +brains. She had some real philosophy of life learned in a hard school; +and it was infinitely better founded than the smattering of conventional +philosophy got by Jean Jacques from his compendium picked up on the quay +at Quebec. + +Yet Jean Jacques' cruiser of life was not wholly unarmed. From his +Norman forebears he had, beneath all, a shrewdness and an elementary +alertness not submerged by his vain, kind nature. He was quite a good +business man, and had proved himself so before his father died--very +quick to see a chance, and even quicker to see where the distant, +sharp corners in the road were; though not so quick to see the pitfalls, +for his head was ever in the air. And here on the Antoine, there crossed +his mind often the vision of Carmen Dolores and himself in the parish of +St. Saviour's, with the daily life of the Beau Cheval revolving about +him. Flashes of danger warned him now and then, just at the beginning of +the journey, as it were; just before he had found it necessary to become +her champion against the captain and his calumnies; but they were of the +instant only. But champion as he became, and worshipping as his manner +seemed, it all might easily have been put down to a warm, chivalrous, and +spontaneous nature, which had not been bitted or bridled, and he might +have landed at Quebec without committing himself, were it not for the +fact that he was not to land at Quebec. + +That was the fact which controlled his destiny. He had spent many, many +hours with the Dona Dolores, talking, talking, as he loved to talk, and +only saving himself from the betise of boring her by the fact that his +enthusiasm had in it so fresh a quality, and because he was so like +her Gonzales that she could always endure him. Besides, quick of +intelligence as she was, she was by nature more material than she looked, +and there was certainly something physically attractive in him--some +curious magnetism. She had a well of sensuousness which might one day +become sensuality; she had a richness of feeling and a contour in harmony +with it, which might expand into voluptuousness, if given too much sun, +or if untamed by the normal restraints of a happy married life. There +was an earthquake zone in her being which might shake down the whole +structure of her existence. She was unsafe, not because she was +deceiving Jean Jacques now as to her origin and as to her feelings for +him; she was unsafe because of the natural strain of the light of love +in her, joined to a passion for comfort and warmth and to a natural self- +indulgence. She was determined to make Jean Jacques offer himself before +they landed at Quebec. + +But they did not land at Quebec. + + + + +CHAPTER II + +"THE REST OF THE STORY TO-MORROW" + +The journey wore on to the coast of Canada. Gaspe was not far off when, +still held back by the constitutional tendency of the Norman not to close +a bargain till compelled to do so, Jean Jacques sat with Carmen far +forward on the deck, where the groaning Antoine broke the waters into +sullen foam. There they silently watched the sunset, golden, purple and +splendid--and ominous, as the captain knew. + +"Look, the end of life--like that!" said Jean Jacques oratorically with +a wave of the hand towards the prismatic radiance. + +"All the way round, the whole circle--no, it would be too much," Carmen +replied sadly. "Better to go at noon--or soon after. Then the only +memory of life would be of the gallop. No crawling into the night for +me, if I can help it. Mother of Heaven, no! Let me go at the top of the +flight." + +"It is all the same to me," responded Jean Jacques, "I want to know it +all--to gallop, to trot, to walk, to crawl. Me, I'm a philosopher. I +wait." + +"But I thought you were a Catholic," she replied, with a kindly, lurking +smile, which might easily have hardened into scoffing. + +"First and last," he answered firmly. + +"A Catholic and a philosopher--together in one?" She shrugged a shoulder +to incite him to argument, for he was interesting when excited; when +spurting out little geysers of other people's cheap wisdom and +philosophy, poured through the kind distortion of his own intelligence. + +He gave a toss of his head. "Ah, that is my hobby--I reconcile, I unite, +I adapt! It is all the nature of the mind, the far-look, the all-round +sight of the man. I have it all. I see." + +He gazed eloquently into the sunset, he swept the horizon with his hand. +"I have the all-round look. I say the Man of Calvary, He is before all, +the sun; but I say Socrates, Plato, Jean Jacques--that is my name, and it +is not for nothing, that--Jean Jacques Rousseau, Descartes, Locke, they +are stars that go round the sun. It is the same light, but not the same +sound. I reconcile. In me all comes together like the spokes to the hub +of a wheel. Me--I am a Christian, I am philosophe, also. In St. +Saviour's, my home in Quebec, if the crops are good, what do men say? +'C'est le bon Dieu--it is the good God,' that is what they say. If the +crops are bad, what do they say? 'It is the good God'--that is what they +say. It is the good God that makes crops good or bad, and it is the good +God that makes men say, 'C'est le bon Dieu.' The good God makes the +philosophy. It is all one." + +She appeared to grow agitated, and her voice shook as she spoke. "Tsh, +it is only a fool that says the good God does it, when the thing that is +done breaks you or that which you love all to pieces. No, no, no, it is +not religion, it is not philosophy that makes one raise the head when the +heart is bowed down, when everything is snatched away that was all in +all. That the good God does it is a lie. Santa Maria, what a lie!" + +"Why 'Santa Maria,' then, if it is a lie?" he asked triumphantly. He +did not observe how her breast was heaving, how her hands were clenched; +for she was really busy with thoughts of her dead Carvillho Gonzales; but +for the moment he could only see the point of an argument. + +She made a gesture of despair. "So--that's it. Habit in us is so +strong. It comes through the veins of our mothers to us. We say that +God is a lie one minute, and then the next minute we say, 'God guard +you!' Always--always calling to something, for something outside +ourselves. That is why I said Santa Maria, why I ask her to pray for the +soul of my friend, to pray to the God that breaks me and mine, and sends +us over the seas, beggars without a home." + +Now she had him back out of the vanities of his philosophy. He was up, +inflamed, looking at her with an excitement on which she depended for her +future. She knew the caution of his nature, she realized how he would +take one step forward and another step back, and maybe get nowhere in the +end, and she wanted him--for a home, for her father's sake, for what he +could do for them both. She had no compunctions. She thought herself +too good for him, in a way, for in her day men of place and mark had +taken notice of her; and if it had not been for her Gonzales she would no +doubt have listened to one of them sometime or another. She knew she had +ability, even though she was indolent, and she thought she could do as +much for him as any other girl. If she gave him a handsome wife and +handsome children, and made men envious of him, and filled him with good +things, for she could cook more than tortillas-she felt he would have no +right to complain. She meant him to marry her--and Quebec was very near! + +"A beggar in a strange land, without a home, without a friend--oh, my +broken life!" she whispered wistfully to the sunset. + +It was not all acting, for the past reached out and swept over her, +throwing waves of its troubles upon the future. She was that saddest +of human beings, a victim of dual forces which so fought for mastery with +each other that, while the struggle went on, the soul had no firm +foothold anywhere. That, indeed, was why her Carvillho Gonzales, who +also had been dual in nature, said to himself so often, "I am a devil," +and nearly as often, "I have the heart of an angel." + +"Tell me all about your life, my friend," Jean Jacques said eagerly. Now +his eyes no longer hurried here and there, but fastened on hers and +stayed thereabouts--ah, her face surely was like pictures he had seen in +the Louvre that day when he had ambled through the aisles of great men's +glories with the feeling that he could not see too much for nothing in an +hour. + +"My life? Ah, m'sieu', has not my father told you of it?" she asked. + +He waved a hand in explanation, he cocked his head quizzically. "Scraps +--like the buttons on a coat here and there--that's all," he answered. +"Born in Andalusia, lived in Cadiz, plenty of money, a beautiful home," +--Carmen's eyes drooped, and her face flushed slightly--"no brothers or +sisters--visits to Madrid on political business--you at school--then the +going of your mother, and you at home at the head of the house. So much +on the young shoulders, the kitchen, the parlour, the market, the shop, +society--and so on. That is the way it was, so he said, except in the +last sad times, when your father, for the sake of Don Carlos and his +rights, near lost his life--ah, I can understand that: to stand by the +thing you have sworn to! France is a republic, but I would give my life +to put a Napoleon or a Bourbon on the throne. It is my hobby to stand by +the old ship, not sign on to a new captain every port." + +She raised her head and looked at him calmly now. The flush had gone +from her face, and a light of determination was in her eyes. To that was +added suddenly a certain tinge of recklessness and abandon in carriage +and manner, as one flings the body loose from the restraints of clothes, +and it expands in a free, careless, defiant joy. + +Jean Jacques' recital of her father's tale had confused her for a moment, +it was so true yet so untrue, so full of lies and yet so solid in fact. +"The head of the house--visits to Madrid on political business--the +parlour, the market, society--all that!" It suggested the picture of the +life of a child of a great house; it made her a lady, and not a superior +servant as she had been; it adorned her with a credit which was not hers; +and for a moment she was ashamed. Yet from the first she had lent +herself to the general imposture that they had fled from Spain for +political reasons, having lost all and suffered greatly; and it was true +while yet it was a lie. She had suffered, both her father and herself +had suffered; she had been in danger, in agony, in sorrow, in despair-- +it was only untrue that they were of good birth and blood, and had had +position and comfort and much money. Well, what harm did that do +anybody? What harm did it do this little brown seigneur from Quebec? +Perhaps he too had made himself out to be more than he was. Perhaps he +was no seigneur at all, she thought. When one is in distant seas and in +danger of his life, one will hoist any flag, sail to any port, pay homage +to any king. So would she. Anyhow, she was as good as this provincial, +with his ancient silver watch, his plump little hands, and his book of +philosophy. + +What did it matter, so all came right in the end! She would justify +herself, if she had the chance. She was sick of conspiracy, and danger, +and chicanery--and blood. She wanted her chance. She had been badly +shaken in the last days in Spain, and she shrank from more worry and +misery. She wanted to have a home and not to wander. And here was a +chance--how good a chance she was not sure; but it was a chance. She +would not hesitate to make it hers. After all, self-preservation was the +thing which mattered. She wanted a bright fire, a good table, a horse, +a cow, and all such simple things. She wanted a roof over her and a warm +bed at night. She wanted a warm bed at night--but a warm bed at night +alone. It was the price she would have to pay for her imposture, that if +she had all these things, she could not be alone in the sleep-time. She +had not thought of this in the days when she looked forward to a home +with her Gonzales. To be near him was everything; but that was all dead +and done for; and now--it was at this point that, shrinking, she suddenly +threw off all restraining thoughts. With abandon of the mind came a +recklessness of body, which gave her, all at once, a voluptuousness more +in keeping with the typical maid of Andalusia. It got into the eyes and +senses of Jean Jacques, in a way which had nothing to do with the +philosophy of Descartes, or Kant, or Aristotle, or Hegel. + +"It was beautiful in much--my childhood," she said in a low voice, +dropping her eyes before his ardent gaze, "as my father said. My mother +was lovely to see, but not bigger than I was at twelve--so petite, and +yet so perfect in form--like a lark or a canary. Yes, and she could +sing--anything. Not like me with a voice which has the note of a drum or +an organ--" + +"Of a flute, bright Senorita," interposed Jean Jacques. + +"But high, and with the trills in the skies, and all like a laugh with a +tear in it. When she went to the river to wash--" + +She was going to say "wash the clothes," but she stopped in time and said +instead, "wash her spaniel and her pony"--her face was flushed again with +shame, for to lie about one's mother is a sickening thing, and her mother +never had a spaniel or a pony--" the women on the shore wringing their +clothes, used to beg her to sing. To the hum of the river she would make +the music which they loved--" + +"La Manola and such?" interjected Jean Jacques eagerly. "That's a fine +song as you sing it." + +"Not La Manola, but others of a different sort--The Love of Isabella, The +Flight of Bobadil, Saragosse, My Little Banderillero, and so on, and all +so sweet that the women used to cry. Always, always she was singing till +the time when my father became a rebel. Then she used to cry too; and +she would sing no more; and when my father was put against a wall to be +shot, and fell in the dust when the rifles rang out, she came at the +moment, and seeing him lying there, she threw up her hands, and fell down +beside him dead--" + +"The poor little senora, dead too--" + +"Not dead too--that was the pity of it. You see my father was not dead. +The officer"--she did not say sergeant--"who commanded the firing squad, +he was what is called a compadre of my father--" + +"Yes, I understand--a made-brother, sealed with an oath, which binds +closer than a blood-brother. It is that, is it not?" + +"So--like that. Well, the compadre had put blank cartridges in their +rifles, and my father pretended to fall dead; and the soldiers were +marched away; and my father, with my mother, was carried to his home, +still pretending to be dead. It had been all arranged except the awful +thing, my mother's death. Who could foresee that? She ought to have +been told; but who could guess that she would hear of it all, and come +at the moment like that? So, that was the way she went, and I was left +alone with my father." She had told the truth in all, except in +conveying that her mother was not of the lower orders, and that she went +to the river to wash her spaniel and her pony instead of her clothes. + +"Your father--did they not arrest him again? Did they not know?" + +She shrugged her shoulders. That is not the way in Spain. He was shot, +as the orders were, with his back to the wall by a squad of soldiers with +regulation bullets. If he chose to come to life again, that was his own +affair. The Government would take no notice of him after he was dead. +He could bury himself, or he could come alive--it was all the same to +them. So he came alive again." + +"That is a story which would make a man's name if he wrote it down," +said Jean Jacques eloquently. "And the poor little senora, but my heart +bleeds for her! To go like that in such pain, and not to know--If she +had been my wife I think I would have gone after her to tell her it was +all right, and to be with her--" + +He paused confused, for that seemed like a reflection on her father's +chivalry, and for a man who had risked his life for his banished king-- +what would he have thought if he had been told that Sebastian Dolores was +an anarchist who loathed kings!--it was an insult to suggest that he did +not know the right thing to do, or, knowing, had not done it. + +She saw the weakness of his case at once. "There was his duty to the +living," she said indignantly. + +"Ah, forgive me--what a fool I am!" Jean Jacques said repentantly at +once. "There was his little girl, his beloved child, his Carmen Dolores, +so beautiful, with the voice like a flute, and--" + +He drew nearer to her, his hand was outstretched to take hers; his eyes +were full of the passion of the moment; pity was drowning all caution, +all the Norman shrewdness in him, when the Antoine suddenly stopped +almost dead with a sudden jolt and shock, then plunged sideways, jerked, +and trembled. + +"We've struck a sunk iceberg--the rest of the story to-morrow, Senorita," +he cried, as they both sprang to their feet. + +"The rest of the story to-morrow," she repeated, angry at the stroke of +fate which had so interrupted the course of her fortune. She said it +with a voice also charged with fear; for she was by nature a landfarer, +not a sea-farer, though on the rivers of Spain she had lived almost as +much as on land, and she was a good swimmer. + +"The rest to-morrow," she repeated, controlling herself. + + + + +CHAPTER III + +"TO-MORROW" + +The rest came to-morrow. When the Antoine struck the sunken iceberg she +was not more than one hundred and twenty miles from the coast of Gaspe. +She had not struck it full on, or she would have crumpled up, but had +struck and glanced, mounting the berg, and sliding away with a small +gaping wound in her side, broken internally where she had been weakest. +Her condition was one of extreme danger, and the captain was by no means +sure that he could make the land. If a storm or a heavy sea came on, +they were doomed. + +As it was, with all hands at the pumps the water gained on her, and she +moaned and creaked and ached her way into the night with no surety that +she would show a funnel to the light of another day. Passengers and crew +alike worked, and the few boats were got ready to lower away when the +worst should come to the worst. Below, with the crew, the little +moneymaster of St. Saviour's worked with an energy which had behind it +some generations of hardy qualities; and all the time he refused to be +downcast. There was something in his nature or in his philosophy after +all. He had not much of a voice, but it was lusty and full of good +feeling; and when cursing began, when a sailor even dared to curse his +baptism--the crime of crimes to a Catholic mind--Jean Jacques began to +sing a cheery song with which the habitants make vocal their labours or +their playtimes: + + "A Saint-Malo, beau port de mer, + Trois gros navir's sont arrives, + Trois gros navir's sont arrives + Charges d'avoin', charges de ble. + Charges d'avoin', charges de ble: + Trois dam's s'en vont les marchander." + +And so on through many verses, with a heartiness that was a good antidote +to melancholy, even though it was no specific for a shipwreck. It played +its part, however; and when Jean Jacques finished it, he plunged into +that other outburst of the habitant's gay spirits, 'Bal chez Boule': + + "Bal chez Boule, bal chez Boule, + The vespers o'er, we'll away to that; + With our hearts so light, and our feet so gay, + We'll dance to the tune of 'The Cardinal's Hat' + The better the deed, the better the day + Bal chez Boule, bal chez Boule!" + +And while Jean Jacques worked "like a little French pony," as they say in +Canada of every man with the courage to do hard things in him, he did not +stop to think that the scanty life-belts had all been taken, and that he +was a very poor swimmer indeed: for, as a child, he had been subject to +cramp, and so had made the Beau Cheval River less his friend than would +have been useful now. + +He realized it, however, soon after daybreak, when, within a few hundred +yards of the shores of Gaspe, to which the good Basque captain had been +slowly driving the Antoine all night, there came the cry, "All +hands on deck!" and "Lower the boats!" for the Antoine's time had come, +and within a hand-reach of shore almost she found the end of her rickety +life. Not more than three-fourths of the passengers and crew were got +into the boats. Jean Jacques was not one of these; but he saw Carmen +Dolores and her father safely bestowed, though in different boats. To +the girl's appeal to him to come he gave a nod of assent, and said he +would get in at the last moment; but this he did not do, pushing into the +boat instead a crying lad of fifteen, who said he was afraid to die. + +So it was that Jean Jacques took to the water side by side with the +Basque captain, when the Antoine groaned and shook, and then grew still, +and presently, with some dignity, dipped her nose into the shallow sea +and went down. + +"The rest of the story to-morrow," Jean Jacques had said when the vessel +struck the iceberg the night before; and so it was. + +The boat in which Carmen had been placed was swamped not far from shore, +but she managed to lay hold of a piece of drifting wreckage, and began to +fight steadily and easily landward. Presently she was aware, however, of +a man struggling hard some little distance away to the left of her, and +from the tousled hair shaking in the water she was sure that it was Jean +Jacques. + +So it proved to be; and thus it was that, at his last gasp almost, when +he felt he could keep up no longer, the wooden seat to which Carmen clung +came to his hand, and a word of cheer from her drew his head up with what +was almost a laugh. + +"To think of this!" he said presently when he was safe, with her +swimming beside him without support, for the wooden seat would not +sustain the weight of two. "To think that it is you who saves me!" he +again declared eloquently, as they made the shore in comparative ease, +for she was a fine swimmer. + +"It is the rest of the story," he said with great cheerfulness and aplomb +as they stood on the shore in the morning sun, shoeless, coatless, but +safe: and she understood. + +There was nothing else for him to do. The usual process of romance had +been reversed. He had not saved her life, she had saved his. The least +that he could do was to give her shelter at the Manor Cartier yonder at +St. Saviour's, her and, if need be, her father. Human gratitude must +have play. It was so strong in this case that it alone could have +overcome the Norman caution of Jean Jacques, and all his worldly wisdom +(so much in his own eyes). Added thereto was the thing which had been +greatly stirred in him at the instant the Antoine struck; and now he kept +picturing Carmen in the big living-room and the big bedroom of the house +by the mill, where was the comfortable four-poster which had come from +the mansion of the last Baron of Beaugard down by St. Laurent. + +Three days after the shipwreck of the Antoine, and as soon as sufficient +finery could be got in Quebec, it was accomplished, the fate of Jean +Jacques. How proud he was to open his cheque-book before the young +Spanish maid, and write in cramped, characteristic hand a cheque for a +hundred dollars or so at a time! A moiety of this money was given to +Sebastian Dolores, who could scarcely believe his good fortune. A +situation was got for him by the help of a good abbe at Quebec, who was +touched by the tale of the wreck of the Antoine, and by the no less +wonderful tale of the refugees of Spain, who naturally belonged to the +true faith which "feared God and honoured the King." Sebastian Dolores +was grateful for the post offered him, though he would rather have gone +to St. Saviour's with his daughter, for he had lost the gift of work, and +he desired peace after war. In other words, he had that fatal trait of +those who strive to make the world better by talk and violence, the vice +of indolence. + +But when Jean Jacques and his handsome bride started for St. Saviour's, +the new father-in-law did not despair of following soon. He would +greatly have enjoyed the festivities which, after all, did follow the +home-coming of Jean Jacques Barbille and his Spanische; for while they +lacked enthusiasm because Carmen was a foreigner, the romance of the +story gave the whole proceedings a spirit and interest which spread into +adjoining parishes: so that people came to mass from forty miles away to +see the pair who had been saved from the sea. + +And when the Quebec newspapers found their way into the parish, with a +thrilling account of the last hours of the Antoine; and of Jean Jacques' +chivalrous act in refusing to enter a boat to save himself, though he was +such a bad swimmer and was in danger of cramp; and how he sang Bal chez +Boule while the men worked at the pumps; they permitted the apres noces +of M'sieu' and Madame Jean Jacques Barbille to be as brilliant as could +be, with the help of lively improvisation. Even speech-making occurred +again in an address of welcome some days later. This was followed by a +feast of Spanish cakes and meats made by the hands of Carmen Dolores, +"the lady saved from the sea"--as they called her; not knowing that she +had saved herself, and saved Jean Jacques as well. It was not quite to +Jean Jacques' credit that he did not set this error right, and tell the +world the whole exact truth. + + + + +ETEXT EDITOR'S BOOKMARKS: + +Air of certainty and universal comprehension +Always calling to something, for something outside ourselves +Came of a race who set great store by mothers and grandmothers +Grove of pines to give a sense of warmth in winter +Grow more intense, more convinced, more thorough, as they talk +He admired, yet he wished to be admired +Inclined to resent his own insignificance +Lyrical in his enthusiasms +No man so simply sincere, or so extraordinarily prejudiced +Of those who hypnotize themselves, who glow with self-creation +Spurting out little geysers of other people's cheap wisdom +Untamed by the normal restraints of a happy married life + + + + + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE MONEY MASTER, PARKER, V1 *** + +********* This file should be named 6275.txt or 6275.zip ******** + +This eBook was produced by David Widger + +Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the US +unless a copyright notice is included. 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