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  \"Ibegofyounottopersistinpayingmecompliments。Igettoomuchofthatcheaparticleelsewhere。IhatetobetoldthatIambetterthanIknowIam。Ifyouaretodomeanygoodbyyourinstruction,youmustbeperfectlysinceretowardme,andtellmeplainlyofmyshort—comings。IpromiseyoubeforehandthatIshallneverbeoffended。Thereismyhand。

  Now,isitabargain?\"

  Hisfingersclosedinvoluntarilyoverthesoftbeautifulhand,andoncemoretheluxuryofhertouchsentathrillofdelightthroughhim。

  \"Ihavenotbeeninsincere,\"hemurmured,\"butIshallbeonmyguardinfuture,evenagainsttheappearanceofinsincerity。\"

  \"AndwhenIplaydetestably,youwillsayso,andnotsmoothitoverwithunmeaningflatteries?\"

  \"Iwilltry。\"

  \"Verywell,thenweshallgetonwelltogether。Donotimaginethatthisisamerefemininewhimofmine。Ineverwasmoreinearnest。Men,andIbelieveforeigners,toagreaterdegreethanAmericans,havetheideathatwomenmustbetreatedwithgentleforbearance;

  thattheirfollies,iftheyarefoolish,mustbeglossedoverwithsomepolitename。

  Theyexertthemselvestotheutmosttomakeusmereplaythings,and,assuch,contemptiblebothinourowneyesandintheirs。Nosincererespectcanexistwherethetruthhastobeavoided。ButthemajorityofAmericanwomenaremadeoftoosternastufftobedealtwithinthatway。Theyfeelthelurkinginsincerityevenwherepolitenessforbidsthemtoshowit,anditmakesthemdisgustedbothwiththemselves,andwiththeflatterer。Andnowyoumustpardonmeforhavingspokensoplainlytoyouonsoshortanacquaintance;butyouareaforeigner,anditmaybeanactoffriendshiptoinitiateyouassoonaspossibleintoourwaysandcustoms。\"

  Hehardlyknewwhattoanswer。Hervehemencewassosudden,andthesentimentsshehadutteredsodifferentfromthosewhichhehadhabituallyascribedtowomen,thathecouldonlysitandgazeatherinmuteastonishment。

  Hecouldnotbutadmitthatinthemainshehadjudgedhimrightly,andthathisownattitudeandthatofothermentowardhersex,werebaseduponanimpliedassumptionofsuperiority。

  \"IamafraidIhaveshockedyou,\"sheresumed,noticingthestartledexpressionofhiscountenance。\"Butreallyitwasquiteinevitable,ifwewereatalltounderstandeachother。

  Youwillforgiveme,won’tyou?\"

  \"Forgive!\"stammeredhe,\"Ihavenothingtoforgive。Itwasonlyyourmercilesstruth—

  fulnesswhichstartledme。Iratheroweyouthanks,ifyouwillallowmetobegratefultoyou。Itseemsanenviableprivilege。\"

  \"Now,\"interruptedEdith,raisingherforefingerinplayfulthreat,\"rememberyourpromise。\"

  Thelessonwasnowcontinuedwithoutfurtherinterruption。Whenitwasfinished,alittlegirl,withherhairdoneupincurl—papers,andaverystifflystarcheddress,whichstoodoutonallsidesalmosthorizontally,entered,accompaniedbyMrs。VanKirk。Halfdanimmediatelyrecognizedhisacquaintancefromthepark,anditappearedtohimagoodomenthatthischild,whosefriendlyinterestinhimhadwarmedhisheartinamomentwhenhisfortunesseemedsodesperate,shouldcontinuetobeassociatedwithhislifeonthisnewcontinent。Clarawasevidentlygreatlyimpressedbythechangeinhisappearance,andcouldwithdifficultyberestrainedfromcommentinguponit。

  Sheprovedaveryaptscholarinmusic,andenjoyedthelessonsthemoreforhercordiallikingofherteacher。

  Itwillbenecessaryhenceforthtoomitthelesssignificantdetailsinthecareerofourfriend\"Mr。Birch。\"Beforeamonthwaspast,hehadfirmlyestablishedhimselfinthefavorofthedifferentmembersoftheVanKirkfamily。

  Mrs。VanKirkspokeofhimtoherladyvisitorsas\"aperfectjewel,\"frequentlyleavingthemindoubtastowhetherhewasacookoracoachman。Edithapostrophizedhimtoherfashionablefriendsas\"arealgenius,\"leavingadimimpressionupontheirmindsofflowinglocks,ashinyvelvetjacket,slouchedhat,defiantneck—tieandageneralairofdisreputablepretentiousness。Geniusesoftheforeigntypewerenever,intheestimationoffashionableNewYorksociety,whatyouwouldcall\"exactlynice,\"andagainstprejudicesofthisordernoamountofargumentwilleverprevail。Clara,whohadbythistimediscoveredthatherteacherpossessedaninexhaustiblefundoffairystories,assuredherplaymatesacrossthestreetthathewas\"justsplendid,\"andfrequentlyinvitedthemovertolistentohiswonderfultales。Mr。

  VanKirkhimself,ofcourse,wasnon—committal,butpaidthebillsunmurmuringly。

  HalfdaninthemeanwhilewasvainlystrugglingagainsthisgrowingpassionforEdith;

  butthemoreherebelledthemorehopelesslyhefoundhimselfentangledinitsinextricablenet。Thefly,aslongasitkeepsquietinthespider’sweb,mayforamomentforgetitssituation;buttheleastefforttoescapeisapttofrustrateitselfandagainrevealtheimminentperil。Thushetoo\"kickedagainstthepricks,\"

  hoped,feared,rebelledagainsthisdestiny,andagain,fromsheerweariness,relapsedintoadull,benumbedapathy。Inspiteofherfriendlysympathy,heneverfeltsokeenlyhisalienismasinherpresence。Sheacceptedthespontaneoushomagehepaidher,sometimeswithimpatience,assomethingthatwasreallybeneathhernotice;atothertimesshefranklyrecognizedit,banteredhimwithhis\"OldWorldchivalry,\"whichwouldsoonevaporateinthepracticalAmericanatmosphere,andcalledhimherViking,herknightandherfaithfulsquire。

  Butitneveroccurredtohertoregardhisdevotioninaseriouslight,andtolookuponhimasapossibleloverhadevidentlyneverenteredherhead。Astheirintercoursegrewmoreintimate,hehadvolunteeredtoreadhisfavoritepoetswithher,andhadgraduallysucceededinimpartingtohersomethingofhisownpassionatelikingforHeineandBjrnson。ShehadinreturncalledhisattentiontotheworksofAmericanauthorswhohadhithertobeenlittlemorethannamestohim,andtheyhadthusmanagedtobeofmutualbenefittoeachother,andtospendmanyapleasanthourduringthelongwinterafternoonsineachother’scompany。

  ButEdithhadaverykeensenseofhumor,andcouldhardlyrestrainhersecretamusementwhensheheardhimreadingLongfellow’s\"PsalmofLife\"andPoe’s\"Raven\"(whichhadbeenfamiliartoherfromherbabyhood),oftenwithfalseaccent,butalwayswithintenseenthusiasm。

  Thereflectionthathehadhadnopartofhislifeincommonwithher,——thathedidnotlovethethingswhichsheloved,——couldnotshareherprejudices(andwomenhaveafeelingakintocontemptforamanwhodoesnotrespondtotheirprejudices)——removedhimattimesalmostbeyondthereachofhersympathy。Itwasinterestingenoughaslongastheexperiencewasnovel,tobethusunconsciouslyexploringanotherperson’smindandfindingsomanystrangeobjectsthere;butafterawhilethethingbegantoassumeanuncomfortablyseriousaspect,andthenthereseemedtobesomethingalmostterribleaboutit。Atsuchtimesacallfromagentlemanofherownnation,eventhoughhewereoneoftheplacidlystupidtype,wouldbeapositiverelief;shecouldabandonherselftothesecuresenseofbeingathome;

  sheneedfearnosurprises,andinthesmoothshallowsoftheirtalktherewerenounsuspecteddepthstoexciteandtobaffleheringenuity。

  And,again,revertinginherthoughttoHalfdan,hisconversationalbrilliancywouldalmostrepelher,assomethingodiousandun—American,thecheapresultofoutlandishbirthandunrepublicaneducation。Notthatshehadevervaluedrepublicanismveryhighly;shewasoneofthosewhoassociatedpoliticswithnoisyvulgarityinspeechanddress,andthereforethankedfortunethatwomenwerepermittedtokeepalooffromit。Butinthepresenceofthisalienshefoundherselfgrowingpatriotic;thatmuch—discussedabstraction,whichwecallourcountry(andwhichisnothingbuttheaggregateofalltheslowandinvisibleinfluenceswhichgotowardmakingupourownbeing),becamebydegreesaverypalpableandintelligiblefacttoher。

  FrequentlywhileherAmericanselfwasthusloudlyassertingitself,Edithinflictedmanyacruelwounduponherforeignadorer。Once,——

  itwastheFourthofJuly,morethanayearafterHalfdan’sarrival,anumberofyoungladiesandgentlemen,afterhavinglistenedtoapatrioticoration,wereinvitedintoaninformalluncheon。

  Whilewaiting,theynaturallyenoughspenttheirtimeinsingingnationalsongs,andHalfdan’scleartenordidgoodserviceinkeepingthestragglingvoicestogether。Whentheyhadfinished,Edithwentuptohimandwasquiteeffusiveinherexpressionsofgratitude。

  \"Iamsureweoughtalltobeverygratefultoyou,Mr。Birch,\"shesaid,\"andI,formypart,canassureyouthatIam。\"

  \"Grateful?Why?\"demandedHalfdan,lookingquiteunhappy。

  \"ForsingingOURnationalsongs,ofcourse。

  Now,won’tyousingoneofyourown,please?

  WeshouldallbesodelightedtohearhowaSwedish——orNorwegian,isit?——nationalsongsounds。\"

  \"Yes,Mr。Birch,DOsingaSwedishsong,\"

  echoedseveralvoices。

  They,ofcourse,didnotevenremotelysuspecttheirowncruelty。Hehad,inhisenthusiasmforthedayallowedhimselftoforgetthathewasnotmadeofthesameclayastheywere,thathewasanexileandastranger,andmusteverremainso,thathehadnorighttosharetheirjoyintheblessingofliberty。Edithhadtakenpainstodispelthehappyillusion,andhadsenthimoncemorewhirlingtowardhiscoldnativePole。Hispassioncamenearchokinghim,and,toconcealhisimpetuousemotion,heflunghimselfdownonthepiano—stool,andstrucksomeintroductorychordswithperhapsalittlesuperfluousemphasis。SuddenlyhisvoiceburstoutintotheSwedishnationalanthem,\"OurLand,ourLand,ourFatherland,\"andtheairshookandpalpitatedwithstrongmartialmelody。

  Hisindignation,hisloveandhismisery,impartedstrengthtohisvoice,anditsoccasionaltrembleinthePIANOpassageswassomethingmorethananartisticintention。Hewasloudlyapplaudedashearose,andtheyoungladiesthrongedabouthimtoaskifhe\"wouldn’tpleasewriteoutthemusicforthem。\"

  Thusmonthaftermonthpassedby,andeverydaybroughtitsownmisery。Mrs。VanKirk’spatronizingmanners,andostentatiouskindness,oftentestedhispatiencetotheutmost。Ifhewasguiltyofaninnocentwitticismoralittlequaintnessofexpression,shealwaysassumedittobeamistakeoftermsandcorrectedhimwithanairofbenignsuperiority。Attimes,ofcourse,hercorrectionswerelegitimate,asforinstance,whenhespokeofWEARINGacane,insteadofCARRYINGone,butinninecasesoutoftenthefaultlayinherownlackofimaginationandnotinhisignoranceofEnglish。OnsuchoccasionsEdithoftentookpityonhim,defendedhimagainsthermother’scriticism,andinsistedthatifthisorthatexpressionwasnotincommonvogue,thatwasnoreasonwhyitshouldnotbeused,asitwasperfectlygrammatical,and,moreover,inkeepingwiththespiritofthelanguage。Andhe,listeningpassivelyinadmiringsilencetoherargument,thankedherevenforthemomentarypainbecauseitwasfollowedbysogreatahappiness。

  ForitwassosweettobedefendedbyEdith,tofeelthatheandshewerestandingtogethersidebysideagainsttheouterworld。Couldheonlyshowherintheoldheroicmannerhowmuchhelovedher!Wouldonlysomeonethatwasdeartoherdie,sothathe,inthatbreakingdownofsocialbarrierswhichfollowsagreatcalamity,mightcomfortherinhersorrow。

  Wouldshethen,perhaps,weeping,leanherwonderfulheaduponhisbreast,feelingbutthathewasafellow—mortal,whohadaheartthatwasloyalandtrue,andforgetting,foronebriefinstant,thathewasaforeigner。Then,totouchthatdelicateElizabethanfrillwhichwounditselfsodaintilyaboutEdith’sneck——

  whatinconceivablerapture!Butitwasquiteimpossible。Itcouldneverbe。Thesewereselfishthoughts,nodoubt,buttheywerealover’sselfishness,and,assuch,boreaclosekinshiptoallthatispurestandbestinhumannature。

  Itisoneofthetragicfactsofthislife,thatarelationsounequalasthatwhichexistedbetweenHalfdanandEdith,isatallpossible。AsforEdith,Imustadmitthatshewaswellawarethatherteacherwasinlovewithher。Womenhavewonderfullykeensensesforphenomenaofthatkind,anditisanillusionifanyoneimagines,asourNorsemandid,thathehaslockedhissecretsecurelyinthehiddenchamberofhisheart。Infleetingintonations,unconsciousglancesandattitudes,andthroughahundredotherchannelsitwillmakeitswayout,andthebereavedjailermaystillclasphiskeyinfiercetriumph,neverknowingthathehasbeenrobbed。ItwasofcoursenofaultofEdith’sthatshehadbecomepossessedofHalfdan’sheart—secret。Sheregardeditasonthewholeratheranabsurdaffair,andprizeditverylightly。Thatalovesostrongandyetsohumble,sodestituteofhopeandstillsounchanging,reverentandfaithful,hadsomethinggrandandtouchinginit,hadneveroccurredtoher。Itisatruismtosaythatinoursocialcodethevalueofaman’scharacterisdeterminedbyhisposition;

  andfinetraitsinaforeigner(unlessheshouldhappentobesomethingverygreat)

  strikeusratheraspartofasupposedmentalalienism,andassuch,naturallysuspicious。Itisratherdisgracefulthanotherwisetohaveyourmusicteacherinlovewithyou,andcriticalfriendswillneverquitebanishthesuspicionthatyouhaveencouragedhim。

  Edithhad,inherfirstdelightatthediscoveryofHalfdan’stalent,franklyadmittedhimtoarelationofapparentequality。Hewasamanofculture,hadthemannersandbearingofagentleman,andhadnoneofthosetheatricalairswhichsooftenraiseasortofinvisiblewallbetweenforeignersandAmericans。Hermother,wholovedtoplaythepatron,especiallytoyoungmen,hadinvitedhimtodinner—partiesandintroducedhimtotheirfriends,untilalmosteveryonelookeduponhimasaprotegeofthefamily。Heappearedsowellinaparlor,andhadreallysuchadistinguishedpresence,thatitwasapleasuretolookathim。HewasremarkablyfreefromthoseobnoxioustraitswhichgeneralizingAmericantravelershaveledustobelievewereinseparablefromforeignbirth;hisfinger—nailswereinnowayconspicuous;hedidnot,asaFrenchcount,aformeradorerofEdith’s,haddone,indulgeanunmasculinetastefordiamondrings(possiblybecausehehadnone);hispolitenesswasunobtrusiveandsubdued,andofhisaccenttherewasjustenoughlefttogiveanagreeablecolorofindividualitytohisspeech。But,forallthat,Edithcouldneverquiteridherselfoftheimpressionthathewasintenselyun—American。

  Therewasacertainidyllicquiescenceabouthim,achild—likedirectnessandsimplicity,andatotalabsenceof\"push,\"whichwerestartlinglyatvariancewiththespiritofAmericanlife。AnAmericancouldneverhavebeencontenttoremaininaninferiorpositionwithouttrying,insomeway,tobetterhisfortunes。

  ButHalfdancouldstandstillandsee,withoutthefainteststirringofenvy,hisplebeianfriendOlson,whoseeducationandtalentscouldbearnocomparisonwithhisown,riserapidlyabovehim,andapparentlyhavenodesiretoemulatehim。Hecouldsitonacricketinacorner,withClaraonhislap,andtwoorthreelittlegirlsnestlingabouthim,andtellthemfairystoriesbythehour,whilehiskindlyfacebeamedwithinnocenthappiness。AndifClara,tocoaxhimintocontinuingtheentertainment,offeredtokisshim,hismeasureofjoywasfull。

  Thisfairchild,withheraffectionateways,andherconfidingprattle,woundherselfevermorecloselyabouthishomelessheart,andheclungtoherwithatouchingdevotion。Forshewastheonlyonewhoseemedtobeunconsciousofthedifferenceofblood,whohadnotyetlearnedthatshewasanAmericanandhe——aforeigner。

  VI。

  Threeyearshadpassedbyandstillthesituationwasunchanged。Halfdanstilltaughtmusicandtoldfairystoriestothechildren。Hehadagoodmanymorepupilsnowthanthreeyearsago,althoughhehadmadenoefforttosolicitpatronage,andhadnevertriedtoadvertisehistalentbywhatheregardedasvulgarandinartisticdisplay。ButMrs。VanKirk,whohadbythistimediscoveredhisdisinclinationtoasserthimself,hadbeenonlythemoreactive;had\"talkedhimup\"amongheraristocraticfriends;

  hadgivenmusicalsoirees,atwhichshehadcoaxedhimtoplaytheprincipalrole,andhadinvariousotherwaysexertedherselfinhisbehalf。Itwasgettingtobequitefashionabletoadmirehisquiet,unostentatiousstyleofplaying,whichwassofarremovedfromthenoisybravadoandclap—trapthencommonlyinvogue。

  Evenprofessionalmusiciansbegantoindorsehim,andsome,whohaddiscoveredthat\"therewasmoneyinhim,\"madehimtemptingoffersforapublicengagement。But,withcharacteristicmodesty,hedistrustedtheirverdict;hissensitivenatureshrankfromanythingwhichhadtheappearanceofself—assertionordisplay。

  ButEdith——ah,ifithadnotbeenforEdithhemighthavefoundcouragetoenteratthedooroffortune,whichwasnowopenedajar。

  Thatfame,ifheshouldgainit,wouldbringhimanynearertoher,wasathoughtthatwasalientosounworldlyatemperamentashis。

  Andanyactionthathadnobearinguponhisrelationtoher,lefthimcold——seemedunworthyoftheeffort。Ifshehadaskedhimtoplayinpublic;ifshehadrequiredofhimtogototheNorthPole,ortocuthisownthroat,Iverilybelievehewouldhavedoneit。AndatlastEdithdidaskhimtoplay。SheandOlsonhadplottedtogether,andfromtheveryfriendliestmotivesagreedtoplayintoeachother’shands。

  \"IfyouonlyWOULDconsenttoplay,\"saidshe,inherownpersuasiveway,onedayastheyhadfinishedtheirlesson,\"weshouldallbesohappy。

  Onlythinkhowproudweshouldbeofyoursuccess,foryouknowthereisnothingyoucan’tdointhewayofmusicifyoureallywantto。\"

  \"Doyoureallythinkso?\"exclaimedhe,whilehiseyessuddenlygrewlargeandluminous。

  \"IndeedIdo,\"saidEdith,emphatically。

  \"Andif——ifIplayedwell,\"falteredhe,\"woulditreallypleaseyou?\"

  \"Ofcourseitwould,\"criedEdith,laughing;

  \"howcanyouasksuchafoolishquestion?\"

  \"BecauseIhardlydaredtobelieveit。\"

  \"Nowlistentome,\"continuedthegirl,leaningforwardinherchair,andbeamingalloverwithkindlyofficiousness;\"nowforonceyoumustberationalanddojustwhatItellyou。I

  shallneverlikeyouagainifyouopposemeinthis,forIhavesetmyheartuponit;youmustpromisebeforehandthatyouwillbegoodandnotmakeanyobjection。Doyouhear?\"

  WhenEdithassumedthistonetowardhim,shemightwellhavemadehimpromisetoperformmiracles。Shewastoointentuponherbenevolentschemetoheedthepossibleinferenceswhichhemightdrawfromhersuddendisplayofinterest。

  \"Thenyoupromise?\"repeatedshe,eagerly,ashehesitatedtoanswer。

  \"Yes,Ipromise。\"

  \"Now,youmustnotbesurprised;butmammaandIhavemadearrangementswithMr。

  S————thatyouaretoappearunderhisauspicesataconcertwhichistobegivenaweekfromto—night。Allourfriendsaregoing,andweshalltakeupallthefrontseats,andIhavealreadytoldmygentlemenfriendstoscatterthroughtheaudience,andiftheycareanythingformyfavor,theywillhavetoapplaudvigorously。\"

  Halfdanreddeneduptohistemples,andbegantotwisthiswatch—chainnervously。

  \"Youmusthavesmallconfidenceinmyability,\"hemurmured,\"sinceyouresorttoprecautionslikethese。\"

  \"ButmydearMr。Birch,\"criedEdith,whowasquicktodiscoverthatshehadmadeamistake,\"itisnotkindinyoutomistrustmeinthatway。IfaNewYorkaudiencewereashighlycultivatedinmusicasyouare,Iadmitthatmyprecautionswouldbesuperfluous。Butthepapers,youknow,willtaketheirtonefromtheaudience,andthereforewemustmakeuseofalittleinnocentartificetomakesureofit。

  Everythingdependsuponthesuccessofyourfirstpublicappearance,andifyourfriendscaninthiswayhelpyoutoestablishthereputationwhichisnothingbutyourright,Iamsureyououghtnottobindtheirhandsbyyourfoolishsensitiveness。Youdon’tknowtheAmericanwayofdoingthingsaswellasIdo,thereforeyoumuststandbyyourpromise,andleaveeverythingtome。\"

  ItwasimpossiblenottobelievethatanythingEdithchosetodowasabovereproach。Shelookedsobewitchinginherexcitedeagernessforhiswelfarethatitwouldhavebeeninhumantoopposeher。Sohemeeklysuccumbed,andbegantodiscusswithhertheprogrammefortheconcert。

  Duringthenextweektherewashardlyadaythathedidnotreadsomestartlingparagraphinthenewspapersabout\"thecelebratedScandinavianpianist,\"whoseappearanceatS————

  Hallwaslookedforwardtoastheprincipaleventofthecomingseason。Heinwardlyrebelledagainstthewell—meantexaggerations;

  butashesuspectedthatitwasEdith’sinfluencewhichwasinthiswayassertingitselfinhisbehalf,hesethisconscienceatrestandremainedsilent。

  Theeveningoftheconcertcameatlast,and,asthepapersstatedthenextmorning,\"thelargehallwascrowdedtoitsutmostcapacitywithaselectandhighlyappreciativeaudience。\"

  Edithmusthaveplayedherpartoftheperformanceskillfully,forashewalkedoutuponthestage,hewaswelcomedwithanenthusiasticburstofapplause,asifhehadbeenaworld—

  renownedartist。AtEdith’ssuggestion,hertwofavoritenocturneshadbeenplacedfirstupontheprogramme;thenfollowedoneofthoseballadsofChopin,whoserhythmicdinandrushsweeponward,beleagueringtheearlikeeager,melodioushosts,charginginthickeningranksandcolumns,beatingimpetuousretreats,andagainunitingwithonegrandemotionthewide—spreadingarmyofsoundforthefinalvictory。Besidesthese,therewasoneofLiszt’s\"RhapsodiesHongroises,\"animpromptubySchubert,andseveralorchestralpieces;butthegreaterpartoftheprogrammewasdevotedtoChopin,becauseHalfdan,withhisgreat,hopelesspassionlaboringinhisbreast,feltthathecouldinterpretChopinbetterthanhecouldanyothercomposer。Hecarriedhisaudiencebystorm。Asheretiredtothedressing—room,afterhavingfinishedthelastpiece,hisfriends,amongwhomEdithandMrs。VanKirkwerethemostconspicuous,throngedabouthim,showeringtheirpraisesandcongratulationsuponhim。Theyinsistedwithmuchfriendlyurgingupontakinghimhomeintheircarriage;

  Clarakissedhim,Mrs。VanKirkintroducedhimtoherladyacquaintancesas\"ourfriend,Mr。Birch,\"andEdithheldhishandsolonginhersthathecamenearlosinghispresenceofmindandtellingherthenandtherethathelovedher。Ashiseyesrestedonher,theybecamesuddenlysuffusedwithtears,andavastbewilderinghappinessvibratedthroughhisframe。Atlasthetorehimselfawayandwanderedaimlesslythroughthelong,lonelystreets。

  WhycouldhenottellEdiththathelovedher?

  Wasthereanydisgraceinloving?Thisheavenlypassionwhichsosuddenlyhadtransfusedhisbeing,andyearbyyeardeadenedthesubstanceofhisoldself,creatinginitssteadsomethingnewandwildandstrangewhichhenevercouldknow,butstillheldinfinitelydear——haditbeensenttohimmerelyasascourgetotesthiscapacityforsuffering?

  Once,whilehewasachild,hismotherhadtoldhimthatsomewhereinthiswideworldtherelivedamaidenwhomGodhadcreatedforhim,andforhimalone,andwhenheshouldseeher,heshouldloveher,andhislifeshouldthenceforthbeallforher。Ithadhardlyoccurredtohim,then,toquestionwhethershewouldlovehiminreturn,ithadappearedsoverynaturalthatsheshould。Nowhehadfoundthismaiden,andshehadbeenverykindtohim;butherkindnesshadbeenlittlebetterthancruelty,becausehehaddemandedsomethingmorethankindness。Andstillhehadnevertoldherofhislove。Hemusttellhereventhisverynightwhilethemoonrodehighintheheavensandallthesmalldifferencesbetweenhumanbeingsseemedlostinthevaststarlitstillness。Heknewwellthatbytherelentlessglareofthedaylighthisowninsignificancewouldbecruellyconspicuousinthepresenceofhersplendor;hisscrupleswouldrevive,andhiscouragefade。

  Thenightwasclearandstill。Aclockstruckeleveninsomechurchtowernearby。TheVanKirkmansionrosetallandstatelyinthemoonlight,flingingadensemassofshadowacrossthestreet。Upinthethirdstoryhesawtwowindowslighted;thecurtainsweredrawn,buttheblindswerenotclosed。Alltherestofthehousewasdark。HeraisedhisvoiceandsangaSwedishserenadewhichseemedinperfectconcordwithhisownmood。Hiscleartenorrosethroughthesilenceofthenight,andafeebleechoflungitbackfromthemansionopposite:

  [3]\"Star,sweetstar,thatbrightlybeamest,Glitteringontheskiesnocturnal,Hidethineeyenomorefromme,Hidethineeyenomorefromme!\"

  [3]FreetranslationofaSwedishserenade,thenameofwhoseauthorI

  haveforgotten。H。H。B。

  Thecurtainwasdrawnaside,thewindowcautiouslyraised,andtheoutlineofEdith’sbeautifulheadappeareddarkanddistinctagainstthelightwithin。Sheinstantlyrecognizedhim。

  \"Youmustgoaway,Mr。Birch,\"camehervoiceinananxiouswhisperoutoftheshadow。

  \"Praygoaway。Youwillwakeupthepeople。\"

  Herwordswereaudibleenough,buttheyfailedtoconveyanymeaningtohisexcitedmind。Oncemorehisvoicefloatedupwardtoheropenedwindow:

  \"AndIyearntoreachthydwelling,Yearntorisefromearth’sfierceturmoil;

  Sweeteststarupwardtothee,Yearntorise,brightstartothee。\"

  \"DearMr。Birch,\"shewhisperedoncemoreintonesofdistress。\"PrayDOgoaway。Orperhaps,\"sheinterruptedherself\"——waitonemomentandIwillcomedown。\"

  Presentlythefrontdoorwasnoiselesslyopened,andEdith’stall,litheform,dressedinawhiteflowingdress,andwithherblondehairrollinglooselyoverhershoulders,appearedforaninstant,andthenagainvanished。WithoneleapHalfdansprangupthestairsandpushedthroughthehalf—openeddoor。Edithclosedthedoorbehindhim,thenwithrapidstepsledthewaytothebackparlorwherethemoonbrokefeeblythroughthebarsoftheclosedshutters。

  \"NowMr。Birch,\"shesaid,seatingherselfuponalounge,\"youmayexplaintomewhatthisunaccountablebehaviorofyoursmeans。

  IshouldhardlythinkIhaddeservedtobetreatedinthiswaybyyou。\"

  Halfdanwasutterlybewildered;anervousfitoftremblingranthroughhim,andheendeavoredinvaintospeak。Hehadbeenpreparedforpassionatereproaches,butthiscalmseveritychilledhimthrough,andhecouldonlygaspandtremble,butcouldutternowordinhisdefense。

  \"Isupposeyouareaware,\"continuedEdith,inthesameimperturbablemanner,\"thatifI

  hadnotinterruptedyou,thepolicemanwouldhaveh*eardyou,andyouwouldhavebeenarrestedforstreetdisturbance。Thento—morrowweshouldhaveseenitinallthenewspapers,andIshouldhavebeenthelaughing—stockofthewholetown。\"

  No,surelyhehadneverthoughtofitinthatlight;theideastruckhimasentirelynew。

  Therewasalongpause。Acockcrowedwithadrowsyremotenessinsomeneighboringyard,andthelittleclockonthemantel—piecetickedonpatientlyinthemoonlitdusk。

  \"Ifyouhavenothingtosay,\"resumedEdith,whilethesternindifferenceinhervoiceperceptiblyrelaxed,\"thenIwillbidyougood—

  night。\"

  Shearose,andwithagrandsweepofherdrapery,movedtowardthedoor。

  \"MissEdith,\"criedhe,stretchinghishandsdespairinglyafterher,\"youmustnotleaveme。\"

  Shepaused,tossedherhairbackwithherhands,andgazedathimoverhershoulder。Hethrewhimselfonhisknees,seizedthehemofherdress,andpressedittohislips。Itwasagestureofsuchinexpressiblehumilitythatevenastonewouldhaverelented。

  \"Donotbefoolish,Mr。Birch,\"shesaid,try—

  ingtopullherdressawayfromhim。\"Getup,andifyouhaveanythingrationaltosaytome,Iwillstayandlisten。\"

  \"Yes,yes,\"hewhispered,hoarsely,\"Ishallberational。Onlydonotleaveme。\"

  Sheagainsankdownwearilyuponthelounge,andlookedathiminexpectantsilence。

  \"MissEdith,\"pleadedheinthesamehoarse,passionateundertone,\"havepityonme,anddonotdespiseme。Iloveyou——oh——ifyouwouldbutallowmetodieforyou,Ishouldbethehappiestofmen。\"

  Againheshuddered,andstoodlonggazingatherwithamute,pitifulappeal。AtearstoleintoEdith’seyeandtrickleddownoverhercheek。

  \"Ah,Mr。Birch,\"shemurmured,whileasighshookherbosom,\"Iamsorry——verysorrythatthismisfortunehashappenedtoyou。Youhavedeservedabetterfatethantoloveme——toloveawomanwhocannevergiveyouanythinginreturnforwhatyougiveher。\"

  \"Never?\"herepeatedmournfully,\"never?\"

  \"No,never!Youhavebeenagoodfriendtome,andassuchIvalueyouhighly,andIhadhopedthatyouwouldalwaysremainso。ButIseethatitcannotbe。Itwillperhapsbebestforyouhenceforthnottoseeme,atleastnotuntil——pardontheexpression——youhaveout—

  livedthisgenerousfolly。Andnow,youknow,youwillneedmenomore。Youhavemadeasplendidreputation,andifyouchoosetoavailyourselfofit,yourfortuneisalreadymade。I

  shallalwaysrejoicetohearofyoursuccess,and——andifyoushouldeverneedaFRIEND,youmustcometonoonebutme。Iknowthatthesearefeeblewords,Mr。Birch,andiftheyseemcoldtoyou,youmustpardonme。Icansaynothingmore。\"

  Theywereindeedfeeblewords,althoughmostcordiallyspoken。Hetriedtoweighthem,tomeasuretheirmeaning,buthismindwasasifbenumbed,andutterlyincapableofthought。

  Hewalkedacrossthefloor,perhapsonlytodosomething,notfeelingwherehetrod,butstillwithanabsurdsensationthathewastakingimmoderatelylongsteps。Thenhestoppedabruptly,wrunghishands,andgazedatEdith。

  Andsuddenly,likeaflashinavacuum,thethoughtshotthroughhisbrainthathehadseenthisveryscenesomewhere——inadream,inaremotechildhood,inapreviousexistence,hedidnotknowwhenorwhere。Itseemedstrangelyfamiliar,andinthenextinstantstrangelymean—

  inglessandunreal。Thewalls,thefloor——

  everythingbegantomove,towhirlabouthim;hestruckhishandsagainsthisforehead,andsankdownintoadamask—coveredeasy—chair。Withafaintcryofalarm,Edithsprangup,seizedabottleofcolognewhichhappenedtobewithinreach,andkneltdownathisside。Sheputherarmaroundhisneck,andraisedhishead。

  \"Mr。Birch,dearMr。Birch,\"shecried,inafrightenedwhisper,\"forGod’ssakecometoyourself!OGod,whathaveIdone?\"

  Sheblewtheeau—de—cologneintohisface,and,ashelanguidlyopenedhiseyes,hefeltthetouchofherwarmhanduponhischeeksandhisforehead。

  \"Thankheaven!heisbetter,\"shemurmured,stillcontinuingtobathehistemples。\"Howdoyoufeelnow,Mr。Birch?\"sheadded,inatoneofanxiousinquiry。

  \"Thankyou,itwasanunpardonableweakness,\"

  hemuttered,withoutchanginghisattitude。

  \"Donottroubleyourselfaboutme。I

  shallsoonbewell。\"

  Itwassosweettobeconsciousofhergentleministry,thatitrequiredagreateffort,aneffortofconscience,torousehimoncemore,ashisstrengthreturned。

  \"Hadyounotbetterstay?\"sheasked,asherosetoputonhisovercoat。\"Iwillcalloneoftheservantsandhavehimshowyouaroom。

  Wewillsayto—morrowmorningthatyouweretakenill,andnobodywillwonder。\"

  \"No,no,\"heresponded,energetically。\"I

  amperfectlystrongnow。\"Buthestillhadtoleanonachair,andhisfacewasdeathlypale。

  \"Farewell,MissEdith,\"hesaid;andatendersadnesstrembledinhisvoice。\"Farewell。Weshall——probably——nevermeetagain。\"

  \"Donotspeakso,\"sheanswered,seizinghishand。\"Youwilltrytoforgetthis,andyouwillstillbegreatandhappy。Andwhenfortuneshallagainsmileuponyou,and——and——

  youwillbecontenttobemyfriend,thenweshallseeeachotherasbefore。\"

  \"No,no,\"hebrokeforth,withasuddenhoarseness。\"Itwillneverbe。\"

  Hewalkedtowardthedoorwiththemotionsofonewhofeelsdeathinhislimbs;thenstoppedoncemoreandhiseyeslingeredwithinexpressiblesadnessonthewonderful,belovedformwhichstooddimlyoutlinedbeforehiminthetwilight。ThenEdith’smeasureofmisery,too,seemedfull。Withthedivineheedlessnesswhichbelongstohersex,sherusheduptowardhim,andrememberingonlythathewasweakandunhappy,andthathesufferedforhersake,shetookhisfacebetweenherhandsandkissedhim。Hewastoogenerousamantomisinterprettheact;sohewhisperedbutoncemore:

  \"Farewell,\"andhastenedaway。

  VII。

  AfterthateventfulDecembernight,AmericawasnomorewhatithadbeentoHalfdanBjerk。Astrangetorpidityhadcomeoverhim;

  everyrisingdaygazedintohiseyeswithafierceunmeaningglare。Thenoiseofthestreetannoyedhimandmadehimchildishlyfretful,andthesolitudeofhisownroomseemedstillmoredrearyanddepressing。Hewentmechanicallythroughthedailyroutineofhisdutiesasifthesoulhadbeentakenoutofhiswork,andlefthislifeallbarrennessanddesolation。Hemovedrestlesslyfromplacetoplace,roamedatalltimesofthedayandnightthroughthecityanditssuburbs,tryingvainlytoexhausthisphysicalstrength;gradually,ashislethargydeepenedintoanumb,helplessdespair,itseemedsomehowtoimpartacertaintoughnesstohisotherwisedelicateframe。Olson,whowasnowajuniorpartnerinthefirmofRemsen,VanKirkandCo。,stoodbyhimfaithfullyinthesedaysofsorrow。Hewasnevereffusiveinhissympathy,butwaspatientlyforbearingwithhisfriend’swhimsandmoods,andhumoredhimasifhehadbeenasickchildintrustedtohiscustody。ThatEdithmightbethemovingcauseofOlson’skindnesswasathoughtwhich,strangelyenough,hadneveroccurredtoHalfdan。

  Atlast,whenspringcame,thevacancyofhismindwassuddenlyinvadedwithastrongdesiretorevisithisnativeland。HedisclosedhisplantoOlson,who,afterduedeliberationandseveralvisitstotheVanKirkmansion,decidedthatthepleasureofseeinghisoldfriendsandthescenesofhischildhoodmightpushthepainfulmemoriesoutofsight,andrenewhisinterestinlife。So,onemorning,whiletheMaysunshonewithasoftradianceuponthebeautifulharbor,ourNorsemanfoundhimselfstandingonthedeckofahugeblack—hulledCunarder,shiveringinspiteofthewarmth,andfeelingachilllonelinesscreepingoverhimatthesightofthekissingandaffectionateleave—

  takingswhichweregoingonallaroundhim。

  Olsonwasrunningbackandforth,attendingtohisbaggage;buthehimselftooknothought,andfeltnomoreresponsibilitythanifhehadbeenahelplesschild。Hehalfregrettedthathisownwishhadprevailed,andwasinclinedtoholdhisfriendresponsibleforit;andstillhehadnotenergyenoughtoprotestnowwhenthejourneyseemedinevitable。Hisheartstillclungtotheplacewhichheldthecorpseofhisruinedlife,asamanmayclingtothespotwhichhideshisbeloveddead。

  AbouttwoweekslaterHalfdanlandedinNorway。Hewashalfreluctanttoleavethesteamer,andthelandofhisbirthexcitednoemotioninhisbreast。HewasbutconsciousofadimregretthathewassofarawayfromEdith。Atlast,however,hebetookhimselftoahotel,wherehespenttheafternoonsittingwithhalf—closedeyesatawindow,watchinglistlesslythedrowsyslow—pulsedlifewhichdribbledlanguidlythroughthenarrowthoroughfare。ThenoisyuproarofBroadwaychimedremotelyinhisears,likethedistantroarofatempest—tossedsea,andwhathadoncebeenaperpetualannoyancewasnowasweetmemory。HowoftenwithEdithathissidehadhethreadedhiswaythroughthesurgingcrowdsthatpour,onafineafternoon,inanunceasingcurrentupanddownthestreetbetweenUnionandMadisonSquares。Howfriendly,andsweet,andgracious,Edithhadbeenatsuchtimes;

  howfreshhervoice,howwittyandanimatedherchanceremarkswhentheystoppedtogreetapassingacquaintance;and,aboveall,howinspiringthesightofherheavenlybeauty。

  Nowthatwasallpast。PerhapsheshouldneverseeEdithagain。

  Thenextdayhesaunteredthroughthecity,meetingsomeoldfriends,whoallseemedchangedandsingularlyuninteresting。Theywereallengagedormarried,andcouldtalkofnothingbutmatrimony,andtheirprospectsofadvancementintheGovernmentservice。Onehadaninfluentialunclewhohadbeenachumofthepresentministeroffinance;anotherbasedhishopesoffutureprosperityuponthefamilyconnectionsofhisbetrothed,andathirdwaswaitingwithapatientperseverance,worthyofabettercause,forthedeathorresignationofanantiquatedchef—de—bureau,which,accordingtothepromiseofsomemightyman,wouldopenapositionforhimintheDepartmentofJustice。

  AllhadthemostabsurdtheoriesaboutAmericandemocracy,andindulgedfreelyinpropheciesofcomingdisasters;butabouttheirowngovernmenttheyhadnoopinionwhatever。IfHalfdanattemptedtosetthemright,theyatoncegrewexcitedanddeclamatory;theiropinionswerebaseduponconvictionandacharmingignoranceoffacts,andtheywerenottobemoved。TheyknewallaboutTweedandtheTammanyRing,andbelievedthemtoberepresentativecitizensofNewYork,ifnotoftheUnitedStates;butofCharlesSumnerandCarlSchurztheyhadneverheard。Halfdan,who,inspiteofhismisfortunesinthelandofhisadoption,cherishedaverytenderfeelingforit,wasoftensothoroughlyarousedatthefoolishprejudiceswhicheverywheremethim,thathistorpiditygraduallythawedaway,andhebegantolookmorelikehisformerself。

  TowardautumnhereceivedaninvitationtovisitacountryclergymanintheNorth,adistantrelativeofhisfather’s,andtherewhiledawayhistime,fishingandshooting,untilwintercame。ButasChristmasdrewnear,andthedaywrestledfeeblywiththeall—conqueringnight,theoldsorrowrevived。Inthedarknesswhichnowbroodedoverlandandsea,thethoughtsneedednolongerbeonguardagainstthemselves;

  theycouldroamfarandwideastheylisted。WherewasEdithnow,thesweet,thewonderfulEdith?Wasthereyetthesamedancinglightinherbeautifuleyes,thesamegoldensheeninherhair,thesamemerryringinhervoice?Andhadshenotsaidthatwhenhewascontenttobeonlyherfriend,hemightreturntoher,andshewouldreceivehimintheoldjoyousandconfidingway?Surelytherewasnolifetohimapartfromher:whyshouldhenotbeherfriend?Onlyaglimpseofherlovelyface——ah,itwasworthalifetime;itwouldconsecrateanageofmisery,aglimpseofEdith’sface。Thusranhisfanciesdaybyday,andthenightonlylentadeeperintensitytotheyearningsoftheday。Hewalkedaboutasinadream,seeingnothing,heedingnothing,whilethisonestrongdesire——toseeEdithoncemore——throbbedandthrobbedwithaslow,feverishperseverancewithinhim。Edith——Edith,theverynamehadastrange,potentfascination。

  Everythoughtwhispered\"Edith,\"——hispulsebeat\"Edith,\"——andhisheartrepeatedthebelovedname。Itwashispulse—beat,——hisheartbeat,——hislife—beat。

  Andonemorningashestoodabsentlylookingathisfingersagainstthelight——andtheyseemedstrangelywanandtransparent——thethoughtatlasttookshape。Itrusheduponhimwithsuchvehemence,thathecouldnomoreresistit。Sohebadetheclergymangood—bye,gatheredhisfewworldlygoodstogetherandsetoutforBergen。TherehefoundanEnglishsteamerwhichcarriedhimtoHull,andafewweekslater,hewasoncemoreinNewYork。

  ItwaslateoneeveninginJanuarythatatug—boatarrivedandtookthecabinpassengersashore。Themoonsailedtranquillyoverthedeepbluedomeofthesky,thestarstracedtheirglitteringpathsoflightfromthezenithdownward,anditwassharp,bittercold。Northwardovertheriverlayagreatbankofcloud,dense,grayandmassive,thespectreofthecomingsnow—storm。Thereitlaysohugeandfantasticallyhuman,rufflingitselfup,asfowlsdo,indefenseagainstthecold。Halfdanwalkedonatabriskrate——strangetosay,allthestreet—

  carshemetwentthewrongway——startlingeverynowandthensomepreciousmemory,somewordorlookorgestureofEdith’swhichhadhoveredlongoverthosescenes,waitingforhisrecognition。Therewasthegreatjewel—storewhereEdithhadtakenhimsooftentoconsulthistastewheneverafriendofherswastobemarried。ItwastherethattheyhadhadanamicablequarreloverthatbronzestatueofFaustwhichshehadfoundbeautiful,whilehe,witharudenesswhichseemednowquiteincomprehensible,hadinsistedthatitwasnot。

  Andwhenhehadfailedtoconvinceher,shehadgivenhimherhandintokenofreconciliation——

  andEdithhadawonderfulwayofgivingherhand,whichmadeanyonefeelthatitwasapeculiarprivilegetopressit——andtheyhadwalkedoutarminarmintotheanimated,gas—

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