susy, a story of the plains-第18章
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youth in its opposition to wisdom and experience; let the
opportunity pass; and took the responsibility of it out of the hands
of this chronicler。
Howbeit; to cover his confusion; he seized upon the second idea that
was in his mind; and stammered; 〃Susy! Yes; I wanted to speak to
you about her。〃 Mrs。 Peyton held her breath; but the young man went
on; although hesitatingly; with evident sincerity。 〃Have you heard
from any of her relations sincesinceyou adopted her?〃
It seemed a natural enough question; although not the sequitur she
had expected。 〃No;〃 she said carelessly。 〃It was well understood;
after the nearest relationan aunt by marriagehad signed her
consent to Susy's adoption; that there should be no further
intercourse with the family。 There seemed to us no necessity for
reopening the past; and Susy herself expressed no desire。〃 She
stopped; and again fixing her handsome eyes on Clarence; said; 〃Do
you know any of them?〃
But Clarence by this time had recovered himself; and was able to
answer carelessly and truthfully that he did not。 Mrs。 Peyton;
still regarding him closely; added somewhat deliberately; 〃It
matters little now what relations she has; Mr。 Peyton and I have
complete legal control over her until she is of age; and we can
easily protect her from any folly of her own or others; or from any
of the foolish fancies that sometimes overtake girls of her age and
inexperience。〃
To her utter surprise; however; Clarence uttered a faint sigh of
relief; and his face again recovered its expression of boyish
happiness。 〃I'm glad of it; Mrs。 Peyton;〃 he said heartily。 〃No
one could understand better what is for her interest in all things
than yourself。 Not;〃 he said; with hasty and equally hearty loyalty
to his old playmate; 〃that I think she would ever go against your
wishes; or do anything that she knows to be wrong; but she is very
young and innocent;as much of a child as ever; don't you think so;
Mrs。 Peyton?〃
It was amusing; yet nevertheless puzzling; to hear this boyish young
man comment upon Susy's girlishness。 And Clarence was serious; for
he had quite forgotten in Mrs。 Peyton's presence the impression of
superiority which Susy had lately made upon him。 But Mrs。 Peyton
returned to the charge; or; rather; to an attack upon what she
conceived to be Clarence's old position。
〃I suppose she does seem girlish compared to Mary Rogers; who is a
much more reserved and quiet nature。 But Mary is very charming; Mr。
Brant; and I am really delighted to have her here with Susy。 She
has such lovely dark eyes and such good manners。 She has been well
brought up; and it is easy to see that her friends are superior
people。 I must write to them to thank them for her visit; and beg
them to let her stay longer。 I think you said you didn't know
them?〃
But Clarence; whose eyes had been thoughtfully and admiringly
wandering over every characteristic detail of the charming
apartment; here raised them to its handsome mistress; with an
apologetic air and a 〃No〃 of such unaffected and complete
abstraction; that she was again dumbfounded。 Certainly; it could
not be Mary in whom he was interested。
Abandoning any further inquisition for the present; she let the talk
naturally fall upon the books scattered about the tables。 The young
man knew them all far better than she did; with a cognate knowledge
of others of which she had never heard。 She found herself in the
attitude of receiving information from this boy; whose boyishness;
however; seemed to have evaporated; whose tone had changed with the
subject; and who now spoke with the conscious reserve of knowledge。
Decidedly; she must have grown rusty in her seclusion。 This came;
she thought bitterly; of living alone; of her husband's
preoccupation with the property; of Susy's frivolous caprices。 At
the end of eight years to be outstripped by a former cattle…boy of
her husband's; and to have her French corrected in a matter of fact
way by this recent pupil of the priests; was really too bad!
Perhaps he even looked down upon Susy! She smiled dangerously but
suavely。
〃You must have worked so hard to educate yourself from nothing; Mr。
Brant。 You couldn't read; I think; when you first came to us。 No?
Could you really? I know it has been very difficult for Susy to get
on with her studies in proportion。 We had so much to first
eradicate in the way of manners; style; and habits of thought which
the poor child had picked up from her companions; and for which SHE
was not responsible。 Of course; with a boy that does not signify;〃
she added; with feline gentleness。
But the barbed speech glanced from the young man's smoothly smiling
abstraction。
〃Ah; yes。 But those were happy days; Mrs。 Peyton;〃 he answered;
with an exasperating return of his previous boyish enthusiasm;
〃perhaps because of our ignorance。 I don't think that Susy and I
are any happier for knowing that the plains are not as flat as we
believed they were; and that the sun doesn't have to burn a hole in
them every night when it sets。 But I know I believed that YOU knew
everything。 When I once saw you smiling over a book in your hand; I
thought it must be a different one from any that I had ever seen;
and perhaps made expressly for you。 I can see you there still。 Do
you know;〃 quite confidentially; 〃that you reminded meof course
YOU were much youngerof what I remembered of my mother?〃
But Mrs。 Peyton's reply of 〃Ah; indeed;〃 albeit polite; indicated
some coldness and lack of animation。 Clarence rose quickly; but
cast a long and lingering look around him。
〃You will come again; Mr。 Brant;〃 said the lady more graciously。
〃If you are going to ride now; perhaps you would try to meet Mr。
Peyton。 He is late already; and I am always uneasy when he is out
alone;particularly on one of those half…broken horses; which they
consider good enough for riding here。 YOU have ridden them before
and understand them; but I am afraid that's another thing WE have
got to learn。〃
When the young man found himself again confronting the glittering
light of the courtyard; he remembered the interview and the soft
twilight of the boudoir only as part of a pleasant dream。 There was
a rude awakening in the fierce wind; which had increased with the
lengthening shadows。 It seemed to sweep away the half…sensuous
comfort that had pervaded him; and made him coldly realize that he
had done nothing to solve the difficulties of his relations to Susy。
He had lost the one chance of confiding to Mrs。 Peyton;if he had
ever really intended to do so。 It was impossible for him to do it
hereafter without a confession of prolonged deceit。
He reached the stables impatiently; where his attention was
attracted by the sound of excited voices in the corral。 Looking
within; he was concerned to see that one of the vacqueros was
holding the dragging bridle of a blown; dusty; and foam…covered
horse; around whom a dozen idlers were gathered。 Even beneath its
coating of dust and foam and the half…displaced saddle blanket;
Clarence immediately recognized the spirited pinto mustang which
Peyton had ridden that morning。
〃What's the matter?〃 said Clarence; from the gateway。
The men fell apart; glancing at each other。 One said quickly in
Spanish:
〃Say nothing to HIM。 It is an affair of the house。〃
But this brought Clarence down like a bombshell among them; not to
be overlooked in his equal command of their tongue and of them。
〃Ah! come; now。 What drunken piggishness is this? Speak!〃
〃The padron has beenperhapsthrown;〃 stammered the first speaker。
〃His horse arrives;but he does not。 We go to inform the senora。〃
〃No; you don't! mules and imbeciles! Do you want to frighten her to
death? Mount; every one of you; and follow me!〃
The men hesitated; but for only a moment。 Clarence had a fine
assortment of Spanish