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friendship。　　The　prospect　of　never　winning　her　himself　did　not　rob

life　of　its　zest　and　color。　　On　the　contrary；　he　believed　that　she

would　ever　be　an　inspiration；　an　exquisite　ideal　realized　in　actual

life。　　As　such　he　could　not　lose　her　any　more　than　those　women　whom

poetry；　fiction；　and　history　had　placed　as　stars　in　his　firmament；

and　this　belief　so　contented　him　as　to　awaken　surprise。



As　he　returned　from　a　long　and　solitary　stroll　on　Monday　evening

he　soliloquized　complacently；　〃I　am　making　too　great　a　mystery　of

it　all。　　She　is　not　an　ordinary　woman。　　Why　should　I　feel　towards

her　the　ordinary　and　conventional　love　which　any　woman　might　evoke？

There　is　more　of　spirit　than　of　flesh　and　blood　in　her　exquisite

organization。　　Sorrow　has　refined　away　every　gross　and　selfish

element；　and　left　a　saint　towards　whom　devotion　is　far　more　seemly

and　natural　than　passion。　　She　awakens　in　me　a　regard　corresponding

to　her　own　nature；　and　I　thank　heaven　that　I　am　at　least　finely

enough　organized　to　understand　her　and　so　can　seek　to　win　her　in

accordance　with　the　subtle　laws　of　her　being。　　She　would　shrink

inevitably　from　a　downright；　headlong　passion　like　that　of　Stanton's；

no　matter　how　honest　it　might　be　or　how　good　the　man　expressing

it。　　No　hand；　however　strong；　will　ever　grasp　this　'rara　avis；'

this　good　angel；　rather。　　Her　wings　must　be　pinioned　by　gossamer

threads　of　patient　kindness；　delicate　sympathy；　nice　appreciation；

and　all　woven　and　wound　so　unobtrusively　that　the　shy　spirit　may

not　be　startled。　　What　a　fool　I　was　to　blurt　out　my　feelings　last

evening！　　What　rare　good　fortune　is　mine　in　the　fact　that　she

gives　me　the　vantage…ground　of　friendship　from　which　to　urge　a　suit

wherein　must　be　combined　sincerity　with　consummate　skill。　　I　fear

I　must　efface　some　other　image　before　I　can　implant　my　own。　　How

fortunate　I　am　that　my　cool　and　well…poised　nature　will　enable　me

to　work　under　the　guidance　of　judgment　rather　than　impulse。〃



Feeling　that　he　had　much　to　gain　and　was　in　danger　of　irretrievable

loss；　he　lightly　mounted　the　steps　of　the　hotel；　bent　on　finding

at　once　the　object　of　his　thoughts。



He　saw　her　leaving　a　group　in　the　parlor；　of　which　Stanton　was　one；

and　he　hastened　to　intercept　her　in　the　hall…way。　　Just　as　he　was

about　to　speak　to　her；　Mr。　Burleigh　came　bustling　up　and　said：



〃Miss　Burton；　a　strangernot　to　fame　or　fortune；　nor　to　you

probably；　but　a　stranger　to　meis　inquiring　for　youa　stranger

from　the　South。　　He　would　not　give　his　name；　andgood　heaven；　Miss

Burton！　are　you　ill？〃



Van　Berg　led　her　into　a　private　parlor　near。　　She　certainly　had

grown　very　white　and　faint。　　But　after　a　moment　there　came　a　flash

of　hope　and　eager　expectation　into　her　face　that　no　words　could

have　expressed。



〃His　namehis　name？〃　she　gasped。



Mr。　Burleigh　looked　at　her　a　second；　and　then　said：　　〃Stay　quietly

here；　I'll　bring　him　to　you；　and　then；　Mr。　Van　Berg；　perhaps　you

and　I　might　form　an　enormous　crowd。〃



〃Had　I　not　better　leave　you　at　once？〃　the　artist　asked　when　they

were　alone。



〃Wait　a　moment。　　IIam　very　weak。　　It　cannot　bebut　hope　dies

hard。〃



Trembling　like　a　leaf；　and　with　eyes　aflame　with　intense；　eager

hope；　she　watched　the　door。



A　moment　later　Mr。　Burleigh　ushered　in　a　middle…aged　gentleman；

who　commenced　saying：



〃Pardon　me；　Miss　Burton；　for　not　sending　my　name；　but　you　would

not　have　known　it〃then　the　young　lady's　appearance　checked　him。



The　effect　of　his　coming　was　indeed　striking。　　It　was　as　if　a　gust

of　wind　had　suddenly　extinguished　a　lamp。　　The　luminous　eyes　closed

for　a　moment；　and　the　face　became　so　pallid　and　ashen　in　its　hue　as

to　suggest　death。　　It　was　evident　to　Van　Berg　that　her　disappointment

was　more　bitter　than　death。



〃Miss　Burton　took　a　long　walk　this　afternoon；〃　he　said；　hastily；

〃and；　I　fear；　went　much　beyond　her　strength。　　Perhaps　she　had　better

see　you　to…morrow。〃



〃Oh；　certainly；　certainly；　I　will　remain；　if　there　is　need；〃　the

gentleman　began。



By　a　strong　and　evident　effort　Miss　Burton　regained　self…control；

and　said；　with　a　faint　smile　that　played　over　her　face　a　moment

like　a　gleam　of　wintry　sunshine：



〃You　strong　men　often　call　women　weak；　and　we；　too　often；　prove　you

right。　　As　Mr。　Van　Berg　suggests；　I　am　a　little　overtaxed　to…night。

Perhaps　I　had　better　see　you　in　the　morning。〃



〃I　am　a　transient　guest；　and　ought　to　be　on　my　way　with　the　first

train；〃　said　the　gentleman。　　〃My　errand　is　as　brief　as　it　is

grateful　to　me。　　Do　not　leave；　sir；〃　he　said　to　Van　Berg。　　〃If　you

are　a　friend　of　Miss　Burton　it　will　be　pleasant　for　you　to　hear

what　I　have　to　say；　and；　I　warrant　you　that　she　will　never　tell

you　nor　anyone　else　herself。〃



〃May　I　stay？〃　he　asked。



She　felt　so　weak　and　unnerved；　so　in　need　of　a　sustaining　hand　and

mind　that　she　looked　at　him　appealingly；　and　said：



〃Yes。　　This　gentleman　cannot　disgrace　me　more　than　I　have　myself

this　evening。〃



〃Disgrace　you！　Miss　Burton；〃　exclaimed　the　gentleman。　　〃Your　name

is　a　household　word　in　our　home；　and　our　honor　for　it　is　only

excelled　by　our　love。　　You　remember　my　invalid　daughter；　Emily

Musgraveour　only　and　unfortunate　child。　　She　attended　the　college

in　which　you　are　an　instructress。　　Before　she　came　under　your

influence　her　infirmities　were　crushing　her　spirit　and　embittering

her　life。　　So　morbid　was　she　becoming　that　she　apparently　began　to

hate　her　mother　and　myself　as　the　authors　of　her　wretched　existence。

But　by　some　divine　magic　you　sweetened　the　bitter　waters　of　her

life；　and　now　she　is　a　fountain　of　joy　in　our　home。　　In　her　behalf

and　her　mother's；　I　thank　you；　and　even　more；　if　possible；　in　my　own

behalf；　for　the　reproachful；　averted　face　of　my　child　was　killing

me；〃　and　tears　stood　in　the　strong　man's　eyes。



There　was　nothing　conventional　in　the　way　in　which　Jeannie　Burton

received　his　warm　gratitude。　　She　leaned　wearily　back　in　her　chair；

and　for　a　moment　closed　her　eyes。　　There　was　far　more　resignation

than　of　pleasure　in　her　face；　and　she　had　the　air　of　one　submitting


to　a　fate　which　one　could　not　and　ought　not　to　resist。



〃Your　three　lives　are　much　happier　then？〃　she　said；　gently；　as　if

wishing　to　hear　the　reassuring　truth　again。



〃You　do　not　realize　your　service　to　us；〃　said　Mr。　Musgrave；　eagerly。

〃Our　lives　were　not　happy　at　all。　　There　seemed　nothing　before　us

but　increasing　pain。　　You　have　not　added　to　a　happiness　already

existing　merely；　but　have　caused　us　to　exchange　positive　suffering

for　happiness。　　Emily　seems　to　have　learned　the　art　of　making　every

day　of　our　lives　a　blessing；　and　she　says　you　taught　her　how。　I

would　go　around　the　world　to　say　to　you；　'God　bless　you　for　it！'〃



〃Such　assurances　ought　to　make　one　resigned；　if　not　content；〃

she　murmured　in　a　low　tone；　as　if　half　speaking　to　herself。　　Then

rising；　by　an　evident　effort；　she　cordially　gave　her　hand　to　Mr。

Musgrave；　and　said：



〃You　see；　sir；　that　I　am　scarcely　myself　to…night。　　I　think　I　could

give　you　a　better　impression　of　your　daughter's　friend　to…morrow。

Give　her　my　sincere　love　and　congratulations。　　She　is　evidently

bearing　her　burden　better　than　I　mine。　　You　cannot　know　how　much

good　your　words　have　done　me　to…night。　　I　needed　them；　and　they

will　help　me　for　years　to　come。〃



The　gentleman's　eyes　grew　moist　again；　and　he　said；　huskily：



〃I　know　you　are　rather　alone　in　the　world；　but　if　it　should　ever

happen　that　there　is　anything　that　I　could　do　for　you　were　I　your

father；　call　on　John　Musgrave。　　There；　I　cannot　trust　myself　to

speak　to　you　any　more；　though　I　have　so　much　to　say。　　Good…night；

and　good…by；〃　and　he　made　a　very　precipitate　retreat；　thoroughly

overcome　by　his　warm　Southern　heart。



〃I　dread　to　leave　you　looking　so　sad　and　ill；　or　else　I　would　say

good…night　also；〃　said　Van　Berg。



She　started　as　if　she　had　half　forgotten　his　presence；　and　kept

her　face　averted　as　she　replied：



〃I　will　say　good…night　to　you；　Mr。　Van　Berg。　　I　would　prove　poor

company　this　evening。〃



〃Before　you　go　I　wish　to　thank　you　for　letting　me　stay；〃　he　said；

hastily。　　〃As　Mr。　Musgrave　asserted；　you　would　indeed　never　have

told　me　what　I　have　heard；　and　yet　I　would　not　have　missed　hearing

it　for　more　than　you　will　believe。　　How　many　lives　have　you　blessed；

Jennie　Burton？〃



〃Not　very　many；　I　fear；　but　I　half　wish　I　knew。　　Each　one　would　be

like　an　argument。〃



〃Arguments　that　should　prove　that　you　ought　to　let　the　dead　past

bury　its　dead；　and　live　in　the　richer　present；〃　he　said；　earnestly。



〃The　richer　present！〃　she　repeated　slowly；　and　her　face　grew　almost

stern　in　its　reproach。



〃Forgive　mein　the　present　you　so　enrich；　then；〃　he　said；　eagerly。



Again　she　averted　her　face；　and　he　saw　that　for　some　reason　she

wished　to　avoid　his　eyes。



〃I　am　too　weak　and　unnerved　to　do　more　than　say　good…night　again；〃

she　said；　trying　to　smile。　　〃You　are　fast　learning　that　if　you

would　be　my　friend　you　must　be　a　patient　and　generous　one。〃



〃Thank　heaven　I　came　to　the　Lake　House！〃　ejaculated　the　artist　as

he　strolled　out　into　the　star…light。　　Thank　heaven　for　this　mingling

mystery　and　crystal　purity。　　It　does　me　good　to　trust　her。　　There

is　a　deep　and　abiding　joy　in　the　very　generosity　she　inspires。　　I

am　learning　the　spell　under　which　Emily　Musgrave　came。　　But　how

strange　it　all　is！　　She　expected　some　one　to…night；　whom　she　would

have　welcomed　as　she　never　will　me。　　〃The　only　rival　I　have　to　fear

may　not　be　dead；　as　I　supposed；　and　yet　my　perverse　heart　is　more

full　of　pity　for　her　than　jealousy。　　I　had　no　idea　that　I　was　capable

of　such　self…abnegation。　　Has　she　the　art　of　spiritual　alchemy；

and　so　can　transmute　natures　full　of　alloy　into　fine　gold？〃



Van　Berg　was　an　acute　observer；　and　had　large　acquaintance　with

the　world　in　which　he　lived；　and　its　inhabitants。　　He　was　in　the

main；　however；