Part 31 (2/2)
”How much of me must you have, Euan? Even my privacy and pride? You have given me friends.h.i.+p; you have clothed me to your fancy. You have had scant payment in exchange--only a poor girl's grat.i.tude. What have I left to offer in return if you bestow more gifts? Give me no more--so that you take from me no more than--grat.i.tude.”
”Comrades neither give nor take, Lois. What they possess belongs to both in common.”
”I know--it is so said--but--you have had of me for all your bounty only my thanks--and----” she smiled tremulously, ”----a wild rose-bud.
And you have given so much--so much--and I am far too poor to render----”
”What have I asked of you!” I said impatiently.
”Nothing. And so I am the more inclined to give--I know not what.”
”Shall I tell you what to offer me? Then offer me the privilege of giving. It is the rarest gift within your power.”
She sat looking at me while the soft colour waned and deepened in her cheeks.
”I--give,” she said in a voice scarce audible.
”Then,” said I, very happily, ”I am free to tell you that I have commanded for your comfort a host of pretty things, and a big box of wood and bra.s.s, with a stout hide outside, to keep your clothing in!
The lady of Captain Cresson, of the levies, has a n.o.ble one. Yours is its mate. And into yours will fit your gowns and shoon, patches and powder, and the hundred articles which every woman needs by day and night. Also I've named you to Mr. Hake, so that, first writing for me upon a slip of paper that I may send it to him--then writing your request to him, you may make draughts for what you need upon our money, which now lies with him. Do you understand me, Lois? You will need money when the army leaves.”
Her head moved slightly, acquiescent.
”So far so good, then. Now, when this army moves into the wilderness, and when I go, and you remain, you will have clothing that befits you; you will have means to properly maintain you; and I shall send you by batteau to Mr. Hake, who will find lodging suitable for you--and be your friend, and recommend you to his friends not only for my sake, but, when he sets his eyes on you, for your own sake.” I smiled, and added:
”Hiero! Little rosy-throated pigeon of the woods! Loskiel has spoken!”
Now, as I ended, this same and silly wild-thing fell silently a-crying; and never had I dreamed that any maid could be so full o' tears, when by all rights she should have sat dimpling there, happy and gay, and eager as I.
Out o' countenance again, and vexed in my mind, I sat silent, fidgetting, made strange and cold and awkward by her tears. The warm flush of self-approval chilled in my heart; and by and by a vague resentment grew there.
”Euan?” she ventured, lifting her wet eyes.
”What?” said I ungraciously.
”H--have you a hanker? Else I use my scandalous skirt again----”
And the next instant we both were laughing there, she still in tears, I with blithe heart to see her now surrender at discretion, with her grey eyes smiling at me through a starry mist of tears, and the sweet mouth tremulous with her low-voiced thanks.
”Ai-me!” she said. ”What manner of boy is this, to hector me and have his will? And now he sits there laughing, and convinced that when the army marches I shall wear his finery and do his bidding. And so I shall--if I remain behind.”
”Lois! You can not go to Catharines-town! That's flat!”
”I've wandered hungry and ragged for two years, asking the way. Do you suppose I have endured in vain? Do you suppose I shall give up now?”
”Lois!” I said seriously, ”if it is true that the Senecas hold any white captives, their liberation is at hand. But that business concerns the army. And I promise you that if your mother be truly there among those unhappy prisoners she shall be brought back safely from the Vale Yndaia. I will tell Major Parr of this; he shall inform the General.
Have no fear or doubt, dear maid. If she is there, and human power can save her, then is she saved already, by G.o.d's grace.”
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