vera, the medium-第13章
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you;〃 he said simply; sincerely; 〃there ain't anything I
wouldn't do for her。 I guess that's right; hey?〃 he added。
The eyes of the cruel cross…examiner; veiled under half…closed
lids; were regarding the boy with so curious an expression that
under their scrutiny Mannie; in embarrassment; moved uneasily。
〃I guess that's right;〃 he repeated。
To his surprise; the District Attorney rose from his comfortable
position and; leaning across the table; held out his hand。
Mannie took it awkwardly。
〃That's all right;〃 he said。
〃Sure; it's all right;〃 said the District Attorney。
From the hall there was the sound of light; quick steps; and
Mannie; happy to escape from a situation he did not understand;
ran to the door。
〃She's coming;〃 he said。 He opened the door and; as Vera
entered; he slipped past her and closed it behind him。
Vera walked directly to the chair at the top of the centre
table。 She was nervous; and she was conscious that that fact was
evident。 To avoid shaking hands with her visitor; she carried
her own clasped in front of her; with the fingers interlaced。
She tried to speak in her usual suave; professional tone。 〃How
do you do?〃 she said。
But Winthrop would not be denied。 With a smile that showed his
pleasure at again seeing her; he advanced eagerly; with his hand
outstretched。 〃How are you?〃 he exclaimed。 〃Aren't you going to
shake hands with me?〃 he demanded。 〃With an old friend?〃
Vera gave him her hand quickly; and then; seating herself at the
table; picked up the ivory pointer。
〃I didn't know you were coming as an old friend;〃 she murmured
embarrassedly。 〃You said you were coming to consult Vera; the
medium。〃
〃But you said that was the only way I could come;〃 protested
Winthrop。 〃Don't you remember; you said 〃
Vera interrupted him。 She spoke distantly; formally。 〃What kind
of a reading do you want?〃 she asked。 〃A hand reading; or a
crystal reading?〃
Winthrop leaned forward in his chair; frankly smiling at her。 He
made no attempt to conceal the pleasure the sight of her gave
him。 His manner was that of a very old and dear friend; who; for
the first time; had met her after a separation of years。
〃Don't want any kind of a reading;〃 he declared。 〃I want a
talking。 You don't seem to understand;〃 he objected; 〃that I am
making an afternoon call。〃 His good humor was unassailable。
Looking up with a perplexed frown; Vera met his eyes and saw
that he was laughing at her。 She threw the ivory pointer down
and; leaning back in her chair; smiled at him。
〃I don't believe;〃 she said doubtfully; 〃that I know much about
afternoon calls。 What would I do; if we were on Fifth Avenue?
Would I give you tea?〃 she asked; 〃because;〃 she added hastily;
〃there isn't any tea。〃
〃In that case; it is not etiquette to offer any;〃 said Winthrop
gravely。
〃Then;〃 said Vera; 〃I'm doing it right; so far?〃
They both laughed; Vera because she still was in awe of him; and
Winthrop because he was happy。
〃You're doing it charmingly;〃 Winthrop assured her。
〃Good!〃 exclaimed Vera。 〃Well; now;〃 she inquired; 〃now we talk;
don't we?〃
〃Yes;〃 assented Winthrop promptly; 〃we talk about you。〃
〃No; I I don't think we do;〃 declared Vera; in haste。 〃I
think we talk about Geneva。〃 She turned to him with real
interest。 〃Is the town much changed?〃 she asked。
As though preparing for a long talk; Winthrop dropped his hat to
the floor and settled himself comfortably。 〃Well; it is; and it
isn't;〃 he answered。 〃Haven't you been back lately?〃 he asked。
Vera looked quickly away from him。
〃I have never been back!〃 she answered。 There was a pause and
when she again turned her eyes to his; she was smiling。 〃But I
always take the Geneva Times;〃 she said; 〃and I often read that
you've been there。 You're a great man in Geneva。〃
Winthrop nodded gravely。
〃Whenever I want to be a great man;〃 he said; 〃I go to Geneva。〃
〃Why; yes;〃 exclaimed Vera。 〃Last June you delivered the oration
to the graduating class;〃 she laughed; 〃on The College Man in
Politics。 Such an original subject! And did you point to
yourself?〃 she asked mockingly; 〃as the the bright example?〃
〃No;〃 protested Winthrop; 〃I knew they'd see that。〃
Much to her relief; Vera found that of Winthrop she was no
longer afraid。
〃Oh!〃 she protested; 〃didn't you say; twelve years ago; a humble
boy played ball for Hobart College。 That boy now stands before
you? Didn't you say that?〃
〃Something like that;〃assented the District Attorney。 〃Oh!〃 he
exclaimed; 〃that young man who showed me in here your
confederate or fellow…conspirator or lookout man or whatever he
is told me you used to be a regular attendant at those
games。〃
〃I never missed one!〃 Vera cried。 She leaned forward; her eyes
shining; her brows knit with the effort of recollection。
〃I used to tell Aunt;〃 she said; 〃I had to drive in for the
mail。 But that was only an excuse。 Aunt had an old buggy; and an
old white horse called Roscoe Conkling。 I called him Rocks。 He
was blind in one eye; and he would walk on the wrong side of the
road; you had to drive him on one rein。〃 The girl was speaking
rapidly; eagerly。 She had lost all fear of her visitor。 With
satisfaction Winthrop recognized this; and unconsciously he was
now frankly regarding the face of the girl with a smile of
pleasure and admiration。
〃And I used to tie him to the fence just opposite first base;〃
Vera went on excitedly; 〃and shout for you!〃
〃Don't tell me;〃 interrupted Winthrop; in burlesque excitement;
〃that you were that very pretty little girl; with short dresses
and long legs; who used to sit on the top rail and kick and
cheer。〃
Vera shook her head sternly。
〃I was;〃 she said; 〃but you never saw me。〃
〃Oh; yes; we did;〃 protested Winthrop。 〃We used to call you our
mascot。〃
〃No; that was some other little girl;〃 said Vera firmly。 〃You
never looked at me; and I〃 she laughed; and then frowned at
him reproachfully 〃I thought you were magnificent! I used to
have your pictures in baseball clothes pinned all around my
looking glass; and whenever you made a base hit; I'd shout and
shout and you'd never look at me! And one day 〃 she
stopped; and as though appalled by the memory; clasped her
hands。 〃Oh; it was awful!〃 she exclaimed; 〃one day a foul ball
hit the fence; and I jumped down and threw it to you; and you
said; Thank you; sis! And I;〃 she cried; 〃thought I was a young
lady!〃
〃Oh! I couldn't have said that;〃 protested Winthrop; 〃maybe I
said sister。〃
〃No;〃 declared Vera energetically shaking her head; 〃not
sister; sis。 And you never did look at me; and I used to drive
past your house every day。 We lived only a mile below you。〃
〃Where?〃 asked Winthrop。
〃On the lake road from Syracuse;〃 said Vera。 〃Don't you remember
the farm a mile below yours the one with the red barn right
on the road? Yes; you do;〃 she insisted; 〃the cows were always
looking over the fence right into the road。〃
〃Of course!〃 exclaimed Winthrop delightedly。 〃Was that your
house?〃
〃Oh; no;〃 protested Vera; 〃ours was the little cottage on the
other side 〃
〃With poplars round it?〃 demanded Winthrop。
〃That's it!〃 cried Vera triumphantly; 〃with poplars round it。〃
〃Why; I know that house well。 We boys used to call it the
haunted house。〃
〃That's the one;〃 assented Vera。 She smiled with satisfaction。
〃Well; that's where I lived until Aunt died;〃 she said。
〃And then; what?〃 asked Winthrop。
For a moment the girl did not answer。 Her face had grown grave
and she sat motionless; staring beyond her。 Suddenly; as though
casting her thoughts from her; she gave a sharp toss of her
head。
〃Then;〃 she said; speaking quickly; 〃I went into the mills; and
was ill there; and I wrote Paul and Mabel to ask if I could join
them; and they said I could。 But I was too ill; and I had no
money nothing。 And then;〃 she raised her eyes to his and
regarded him steadily; 〃then I stole that cloak to get the money
to join them; and you you helped me to get away; and and〃
Winthrop broke in hastily。 He disregarded both her manner and
the nature of what she had said。
〃And how did you come to know the Vances?〃 he asked。
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