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The Two Vanrevels I GORSETSl i'J GIRDLES
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By BOOTH TARKINGTON,
Author of "The Gentleman From Indlnnn" and "Monsieur Detucilre"
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(continued.) (00( crnlloy-beeause Irm an abolition
"I think It's host for you to tell mo." 1st. but now. whether the country has
"You think so?" Tom's embarrass
merit Increased v'-dbly, arid there was
mingled with It an odd appearance of
apprehension, probably to relieve which
lie very deliberately took two long
cheroots from his pocket, laid one on
the desk for Cralley and lit the other
himself with extreme carefulness at
tho candle. After tills ceremonial ho
dragged a chair to the whitlow, tilted
back In It with Ills feet on the low sill,
his buck to the thin light and his friend,
and said In a slow, gentle tone:
"l suppose you mean that I ought to
offer my explanation first?" said tho
other, still standing. "Well, there Isn't
any." He did not speak doggedly or
sullenly, as one In fault, but more with
the air of a man curiously ready to
throw all possible light upon n cloudy
phenomenon. "It's very simple all
that I know nbout It. I went thcro
first on the evening of the Madrlllon
masquerade and played a little come
dy for her, ho that some of my theat-1
rieal allusions they weren't very Illu
minating to my engagement to Fan
ebon made her believe I was Vanrovel
when her falior told her about the
pair of us. I discovered that the night
h!s warehouses burned and I saw
something more, because I can't help
seeing such things that yours was Just
the character to appeal to a young girl
fresh from the convent and full of
lionesty and tine dreams and lire. No
body could arrange a more fatal fasci
nation for u girl of nineteen than to
have a deadly quarrel with her father.
And that's especially true when the fa
ther's like that mad brute of a Dob
Carewe! Then, too, you're more or
less the town model of virtue and pop
tilar hero, In spite of the abolitionism,
just as I am the towu scamp. So I let
It go on and played a little at being
.you. saying the things that you only
think that was all. It Isn't strange
that it's lasted until now, not more
than three weeks, after all. She's only
seen you four or live times and me not
much of tenor. No one speaks of yon to
lier. and I've kept out of sight when
others were about. Mrs. Tanherry is
lier only close friend and, naturally,
wouldn't bo apt to mention that you
.arc dark aud I am fair pr to describe
us personally any more than you and
3 would mention the general appear
ance of people we both meet about
town. But you needn't tell me that it
ant last much longer. Some petty,
unexpected trifle will turn up, of
course. All that I
' ctmirwl if tirt n rrri1 nwmtf i liniiuu tul
men hnve got to do the bleeding for
her, and I want to be one of them.
That's the one thing that Is plain to
"Yes," returned Cralley. "You know
I'm with you, and 1 think you're al
ways right. Yes. we'll all be on tho
way In a fortnight or so. Do you mean
you won't quarrel with me because of
that? Do you moan It would be a poor
time now, when we're all going out to
take our chances together?"
"Quarrel with you!" Tom rose and
came to the desk, looking across It nt
his friend. "Did you think I might do
"Yes I thought so."
"Cralley!" And now Tom's expres
sion showed desperation. It was that
of a man whose apprehensions hnve
cuhnlnnted and who Is forced to face
n crisis long expected, long averted,
but Imminent at hist. His eyes fell
from Cralley's clear gaze, and his hand
fidgeted among the papers on the desk.
"No," he began with a painful lame
ness and hesitation. "I did not mean
It no. I meant that, In the same way,
only one thing in this other this other
affair that seems so confused and la
such a problem only one thing has
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There was a silence while they looked at
grown clear. It doesn't seem to mo
that that" here he drew a deep
breath before he went on with Increas
ing nervousness "that If you like a
want to know is ' n,im n111- have lived with him a good
what you mean to do." ' years-tliat Is to say, If you're
1 reauy mncn 01 a lrionu 10 nun, 1 uont
believe you sit on a high seat and
judge him. Judging aud all that
haven't much part In It, and It seems to
me that you've got yourself into a pret
ty bad mlxup, Cralley."
"Yes," said Cralley. "It's pretty
"Well," Tom looked up now with an
almost tremdlous smile, "I believe that
is about all I can make of It. Do you
think it's the part of your best friend
to expose you? It seems to me that If
there ever was a time when I ought to
stund by you It's now."
There was a silence while they looked
at each other across the desk in tho
faint light. Tom's eyes fell again as
Cralley opened his lips.
"And in spite of everything," Cralley
said breathlessly, "you mean that you
"How could I, Cralley?" said Tom
Vaurevel as he turned away.
"To do?" repeated Tom softly and
blew a long scarf of smoke out of the ,
"Ah!" Cralley's voice grew sharp
and loud. "There are many things you
needn't tell me. You need not tell me
what I've done to you nor what you
think of mo. You need not tell mo that
you have others to consider; that you
have Miss Carewe to think of. Don't
you suppose I know that? And you
need not tell me that you have a duty
"Yes," Tom broke hi, his tone not
quite steady "yes, I've thought of
"Have you did you" He hesitated,
but Cralley understood immediately.
"No; I haven't seen her again."
"Yes, I wrote. I auswered the let
"Yes; I signed your name. I told you
that I had just lot things go on," Cral
ley answered, with an Impatient move
ment of his hands. "What are you go
ing to do?"
"I'm going over to see the governor
in tho morning. I'll bo away two or
three days, I imagine."
"Vaurevel," exclaimed Cralley hotly,
"will you give me nn answer and not
beat about tho bush any longer, or do
you moan that you refuse to answer?"
Tom dropped his cigar upon tho brick
window ledge with au abysmal sigh.
4'0h, no; It Isn't that," ho answered
mildly. "I've been thinking It all over
for three days In the country, and
when I got back tonight I found that
I had come to a decision without know
ing It and that I had come to It even
before I started. My leaving the letter
for you proved It. It's a little like this
Mexican war a mixed up problem,
'i'he thing Is bound to happen, and you
can't stop it. I believe tho men who
make this war for their own uses will
suffer for It. But It is made, and there's
only one thing I can sec as tho thing
for mo to do. They've called mo every
oamo on earth and thesamo wlthyou,
"Mothought I mot a damsel fair,
And tears wero In lier oyes;
Her head and arms wero baro;
I heard her bursting sighs.
"I stopped and looked her In tho faco.
Twos then sho sweetly smiled.
Her features shone with mournful grace
Far more than nature's child.
"With dlflldont and downcast eyo.
In modest lones sho spoke.
Sho wiped a tear and gavo a sigh
And then her silence broke"
0 nnng Mrs. Tanberry nt tho
piano, relieving tho melan
choly which possessed her,
J but Nelson, pausing In tho
hall to listen and exceedingly curious
concerning the promised utterance of
tho damsel fair, was to suffer disap
pointment, as tho ballad was broken
off abruptly and tho songstress closed
the piano with a monstrous clatter.
Little doubt may bo entertained that
the noise was designed to disturb Mr.
Carewe, who sat upon the veranda con
sulting a strong cigar, and less that
tho intended Insult was accomplished.
For an expression of a vindictive ua
turo was precipitated In that quarter
so simultaneously that flic bang of tho
piano lid and the curse were even as
the report of a musket and the Imme
diate cry of the wounded.
Mrs. Tanberry at once debouched
upon the piazza, showing a vast, cloud
ed cQiintenance. "And 1 hope to heav
en you already had a headache!" sho
"The courtesy of your wish, madam,"
Carewe replied, with an angry Hash
of his eye. "Is only equaled by the
kindness of heaven In answering it. 1
have, in fact, a headache. I always
"That's good news," returned the
"I thank you," retorted her ho -it.
"Perhaps if you treated ywur daugh
ter with even a decent Indian's kind of
politeness you'd enjoy better health."
"Ah! And in what failure to perform
my duty toward her have I Incurred
"Where Is she now?" exclaimed the
other excitably. "Where is she now?"
"I cannot say."
"Yes, you can, Robert Carewe!" Mrs.
Tanberry retorted, with a wrathful
gesture. "You know well enough she's
In her own room, and so do 1, for 1
tried to got In to comfort her when I
heard her crying. She's In there with
tho door bolted, where you drove her!"
"I drove her!" he sneered.
"Yes; you did, and I heard you. Do
you think I couldn't hear you raging
and storming nt her like a crazy man?
Why can't you bo a good father to
"Perhaps you might begin by asking
her to be a good daughter to me."
"What has sho done?"
"The night before I went away she
ran to a llro and behaved there like a
common street hoideu. The Indies of
tho Carewe family have not formerly
acquired a notoriety of that kind."
"Bah!" said Mrs. Tanberry.
"The next morning, when I taxed her
with It, she dutifully defied and in
"I can Imagine tho delicacy with
which you 'taxed' her. What has that
to do with your devilish tantrums of
this afternoon, Robert Carewe?"
"I am obliged to you for tho expres
sion," ho returned. "When I enme
home this afternoon I found her rend
ing that thing." He pointed to many
very small fragments of Mr. Cum
mlngs' newspaper, which were scatter
ed about the lawn near the veranda.
"Do you know what that article was,
madam, do you know what It was?"
Although breathing heavily, Mr. Ca
rewe had compelled himself to a cer
tain outward calmness, but now, in the
uncontrollable agitation of his anger,
ho sprang to his feet and struck one of
tho wooden pillars of tho porch a shock
ing blow with tho bare knuckles of his
sllnched hand. "Do you know what It
ras? It was a eulogy of that Van
revel! It pretended to bo nn account
of tho enrollment of his infernal com
pany, but It was nothing more thnu a
glorification of that nigger loving
hound! nis company a lot of sneaks,
who'll run like sheep from tho first
greaser elected him captain yester
day, and today he received nn appoint
ment ns major! It dries the blood in
my veins to think of It that black dog
a major! Ileavens, am I never to
hear tho last of hlra? Cummlngs wroto
it, tho fool.jhe lyjngfawuliyjjlobber;
lug fool. He ought" to be shot for Itt
Neither ho nor his paper ever enters
my doors again! And I took the dirty
sheet from her hands aud tore It to
"Yes," Interposed Mrs. Tanberry, "It
looks ns if you had done It with your
"and stamped It Into tho ground!"
"Oh, I hoard you!" she said.
Carewe came close to her and gavo
her a long look from such bitter eyes
that her own fell before them. "If
j'ou'vo been treacherous to me, Juno ,
Tanberry," lie said, "then God punish i
you! If they've met my daughter and j
that man while I was away, It Is on
lie turned and walked to the door, ,
while the indomitable Mrs. Tanberry, ,
silenced for once, sank into the chair
he had vacated. Before he disappeared
within the house lie paused.
"If Mr. Vaurevel has met my daugh
ter," he said in a thick voice, stretch
ing out both hands in a strange, menac
ing gesture toward tho town that lay
darkling in the growing dusk, "If ho
has addressed one word to her or so
much as allowed his eyes to rest on her
overiong, lot him take care of himself I"
"Oil, Robert, Robert!" Mrs. Tanber
ry cried in u frightened whisper to her
self. "All the fun and brightness went
out of the world when you oamo
But there were other reasons than
the return of Robert Carewe why
Rouen hud lost the Joy and mirth that
belonged to It. Nay, the merry town
had changed beyond all credence. It
was hushed like a sickroom aud dole
fully murmurous with forebodings of
farewell and sorrow.
For all tho very llower of Rouen's
youth had promised to follow Tom
Vanrovel on the long and arduous Jour-
ney to Mexico, to march burning miles !
under the tropical sun, to face strange;
fevers and the guns of Santa Anna.
Few wero the houses of the more pre
tentious sort that did not mourn in
prospect the going of son or brother
or close friend. Mothers already wept
not in secret, fathers talked with husky
bravado, and every one was very kind
to those who were to go, speaking to
them gently and bringing them llttlo
foolish presents. Nor could tho hearts
of girls now longer mask as blocks of
Ice to the prospective conqulstndores.
Eugono Madrlllon's young brother,
Jean, after a two years' Beatrice and
Benedict wooing of Trlxie Chenowcth,
that notable spitfire, announced his en
gagement upon the day after his en
listment aud recounted to all who
would listen how his termagant fell
upon his neck In tears when she heard
tho news. "And now she cries about
mo all tho time," finished the frauk
But there was little spirit for the old
merriments. Fanchon, Virginia and
flvo or six others spent their after
noons mournfully, and yet proudly,
sewing and cutting largo pieces of col
ored silk, fashioning a great Hag for
their sweethearts and brothers to hear
southward and plant where stood the
palaco of the Monte.umas.
That was sad work for Fancboh,
though It was not for her brother's
sake that she wept, since, as every one
know, Jefferson was already so full of
malaria and quinine that the fevers of
tho south and Mexico must find him
invulnerable, autl even Wa mother be
lieved he would only thrive and grow
hearty on his soldiering. But about
Cralley Fanchon had a presentiment
more vivid than any born of the nat
ural fears for his safety. It came to
her again and again, reappearing in
her dreams. She shivered and started
often as she worked on the Hag, then
bent her fair head low over the gay
silks, while the others glanced at her
sympathetically. And when the Hag
was completed save for sewing tho
stars upon the blue ground she took It
away from the others and Insisted
upon finishing the work herself.
It was at this Juncture, when tho
weeping of women was plentiful, when
old men pulled long faces and the very
urchins of the street observed periods
of gravity and even silence, that a no
tion entered tho head of Mrs. Timber
ry young Jancy Tanberry to the ef
fect that such things wero all wrong.
She declared energetically that this
was no decent fashion of farewell; that
after tho soldiers went nway thero
would bo time enough to enact tho
girls they had left behind them, and
rtayiit iif'it 'il t ais
Mrs. Tanherry came in and worshlpcdit.
that until then tho town should bo
made enlivening. So she went about
preaching a revival of cheerfulness.
Nor was her vigor spent In vnln. It
was decided that a ball should be given
to tho volunteers of Rouen two nights
before their depnrturo for the state ren
dezvous, and It should bo made tho
noblest festival in Rouen's history.
The subscribers took their oath to It.
Miss Betty laid out her prettiest dress
that evening, and Mrs. Tanherry canio
In and worshiped It as It rested, llko
foam of lavender and white and gray,
' upon tho bed, beside tho snowy glov3
with their tiny, stiff lace gauntlets,
I while two small white sandal slippers,
' with Jeweled buckles where tho straps
crossed each other, wero being fastened
upon Mlsn Betty's silken feet by tho
I vnln and gloating Mamie.
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