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He burst into a ringing laugh。  〃Oh no; don't!〃

〃Why?〃 she demanded; with provisional indignation。

〃Because then there wouldn't be any Miss Pasmer。〃

It seemed to Alice that this joking was rather an unwarranted liberty。
Again she could not help joining in his light…heartedness; but she
checked herself so abruptly; and put on a look so austere; that he was
quelled by it。

〃I mean;〃 he began〃that is to sayI mean that I don't understand why
ladies are always saying that。  I am sure they can do what they like; as
it is。〃

〃Do you mean that everything is open to them now?〃 she asked;
disentangling a cluster of the berries from those in her lap; and
beginning a fresh bunch。

〃Yes;〃 said Mavering。  〃Something like thatyes。  They can do anything
they like。  Lots of them do。〃

〃Oh yes; I know;〃 said the girl。  〃But people don't like them to。〃

〃Why; what would you like to be?〃 he asked。

She did not answer; but sorted over the clusters in her lap。  〃We've got
enough now; haven't we?〃 she said。

〃Oh; not half;〃 he said。  〃But if you're tired you must let me make up
some of the bunches。〃

〃No; no!  I want to do them all myself;〃 she said; gesturing his offered
hands away; with a little nether appeal in her laughing refusal

〃So as to feel that you've been of some use in the world?〃 he said;
dropping contentedly on the ground near her; and watching her industry。

〃Do you think that would be very wrong?〃 she asked。  〃What made that
friend of yoursMr。 Boardmango into journalism?〃

〃Oh; virtuous poverty。  You're not thinking of becoming a newspaper
woman; Miss Pasmer!〃

〃Why not?〃  She put the final cluster into the bunch in hand; and began
to wind a withe of sweet…grass around the stems。  He dropped forward on
his knees to help her; and together they managed the knot。  They were
both flushed a little when it was tied; and were serious。

〃Why shouldn't one be a newspaper woman; if Harvard graduates are to be
journalists?〃

〃Well; you know; only a certain kind are。〃

〃What kind?〃

〃Well; not exactly what you'd call the gentlemanly sort。〃

〃I thought Mr。 Boardman was a great friend of yours?〃

〃He is。  He is one of the best fellows in the world。  But you must have
seen that he wasn't a swell。〃

〃I should think he'd be glad he was doing something at once。  If I were
a〃  She stopped; and they laughed together。  〃I mean that I should hate
to be so long getting ready to do something as men are。〃

〃Then you'd rather begin making wall…paper at once than studying law?〃

〃Oh; I don't say that。  I'm not competent to advise。  But I should like
to feel that I was doing something。  I suppose it's hereditary。〃
Mavering stared a little。  〃One of my father's sisters has gone into a
sisterhood。  She's in England。〃

〃Is she aCatholic?〃 asked Mavering。

〃She isn't a Roman Catholic。〃

〃Oh yes!〃  He dropped forward on his knees again to help her tie the
bunch she had finished。  It was not so easy as the first。

〃Oh; thank you!〃 she said; with unnecessary fervour。

〃But you shouldn't like to go into a sisterhood; I suppose?〃 said
Mavering; ready to laugh。

〃Oh; I don't know。  Why not?〃  She looked at him with a flying glance;
and dropped her eyes。

〃Oh; no reason; if you have a fancy for that kind of thing。〃

〃That kind of thing?〃 repeated Alice severely。

〃Oh; I don't mean anything disrespectful to it;〃 said Mavering; throwing
his anxiety off in the laugh he had been holding back。  〃And I beg your
pardon。  But I don't suppose you're in earnest。〃

〃Oh no; I'm not in earnest;〃 said the girl; letting her wrists fall upon
her knees; and the clusters drop from her hands。  〃I'm not in earnest
about anything; that's the truththat's the shame。  Wouldn't you like;〃
she broke off; 〃to be a priest; and go round among these people up here
on their frozen islands in the winter?〃

〃No;〃 shouted Mavering; 〃I certainly shouldn't。  I don't see how anybody
stands it。  Ponkwasset Falls is bad enough in the winter; and compared to
this region Ponkwasset Falls is a metropolis。  I believe in getting all
the good you can out of the world you were born inof course without
hurting anybody else。〃  He stretched his legs out on the bed of sweet…
fern; where he had thrown himself; and rested his head on his hand lifted
on his elbow。  〃I think this is what this place is fit fora picnic; and
I wish every one well out of it for nine months of the year。〃

〃I don't;〃 said the girl; with a passionate regret in her voice。  〃It
would be heavenly here withBut youno; you're different。  You always
want to share your happiness。〃

〃I shouldn't call that happiness。  But don't you?〃 asked Mavering。

〃No。  I'm selfish。〃

〃You don't expect me to be believe that; I suppose。〃

〃Yes;〃 she went on; 〃it must be selfishness。  You don't believe I'm so;
because you can't imagine it。  But it's true。  If I were to be happy; I
should be very greedy about it; I couldn't endure to let any one else
have a part in it。  So it's best for me to be wretched; don't you seeto
give myself up entirely to doing for others; and not expect any one to do
anything for me; then I can be of some use in the world。  That's why I
should like to go into a sisterhood。〃

Mavering treated it as the best kind of joke; and he was confirmed in
this view of it by her laughing with him; after a first glance of what he
thought mock piteousness。




XVI。

The clouds sailed across the irregular space of pale blue Northern sky
which the break in the woods opened for them overhead。  It was so still
that they heard; and smiled to hear; the broken voices of the others; who
had gone to get berries in another directionMiss Anderson's hoarse
murmur and Munt's artificial bass。  Some words came from the party on the
rocks。

〃Isn't it perfect?〃 cried the young fellow in utter content。

〃Yes; too perfect;〃 answered the girl; rousing herself from the reverie
in which they had both lost themselves; she did not know how long。
〃Shall you gather any more?〃

〃No; I guess there's enough。  Let's count them。〃  He stooped over on his
hand's and knees; and made as much of counting the bunches as he could。
〃There's about one bunch and a half a piece。  How shall we carry them?
We ought to come into camp as impressively as possible。〃

〃Yes;〃 said Alice; looking into his face with dreamy absence。  It was
going through her mind; from some romance she had read; What if he were
some sylvan creature; with that gaiety; that natural gladness and
sweetness of his; so far from any happiness that was possible to her?
Ought not she to be afraid of him?  She was thinking she was not afraid。

〃I'll tell you;〃 he said。  〃Tie the stems of all the bunches together;
and swing them over a pole; like grapes of Eshcol。  Don't you know the
picture?〃

〃Oh yes。〃

〃Hold on!  I'll get the pole。〃  He cut a white birch sapling; and swept
off its twigs and leaves; then he tied the bunches together; and slung
them over the middle of the pole。

〃Well?〃 she asked。

〃Now we must rest the ends on our shoulders。〃

〃Do you think so?〃 she asked; with the reluctance that complies。

〃Yes; but not right away。  I'll carry them out of the woods; and we'll
form the procession just before we come in sight。〃

Every one on the ledge recognised the tableau when it appeared; and
saluted it with cheers and hand…clapping。  Mrs。 Pasmer bent a look on her
daughter which she faced impenetrably。

〃Where have you been?〃  〃We thought you were lost!〃  〃We were just
organising a search expedition!〃 different ones shouted at them。

The lady with the coffee…pot was kneeling over it with her hand on it。
〃Have some coffee; you poor things!  You must be almost starved。〃

〃We looked about for you everywhere;〃 said Munt; 〃and shouted ourselves
dumb。〃

Miss Anderson passed near Alice。  〃I knew where you were all the time!〃

Then the whole party fell to praising the novel conception of the
bouquets of blueberries; and the talk began to flow away from Alice and
Mavering in various channels。

All that had happened a few minutes ago in the blueberry patch seemed a
far…off dream; the reality had died out of the looks and words。

He ran about from one

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