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and brought it out with eloquent force： 〃Oh； how beautiful you are！ You
take my breath away when you look like that。〃
It was well conceived； well timed； and cordially deliveredand it got
its reward。
〃Let me see。 Where was I？ Yes； my father's earldom is pure moonshine。
Look at those dreadful things on the wall。 You have of course supposed
them to be portraits of his ancestors； earls of Rossmore。 Well； they are
not。 They are chromos of distinguished Americansall moderns； but he
has carried them back a thousand years by re…labeling them。 Andrew
Jackson there； is doing what he can to be the late American earl； and the
newest treasure in the collection is supposed to be the young English
heirI mean the idiot with the crape； but in truth it's a shoemaker； and
not Lord Berkeley at all。〃
〃Are you sure？〃
〃Why of course I am。 He wouldn't look like that。〃
〃Why？〃
〃Because his conduct in his last moments； when the fire was sweeping
around him shows that he was a man。 It shows that he was a fine； high…
souled young creature。〃
Tracy was strongly moved by these compliments； and it seemed to him that
the girl's lovely lips took on anew loveliness when they were delivering
them。 He said； softly：
〃It is a pity he could not know what a gracious impression his behavior
was going to leave with the dearest and sweetest stranger in the
land of〃
〃Oh； I almost loved him！ Why； I think of him every day。 He is always
floating about in my mind。〃
Tracy felt that this was a little more than was necessary。 He was
conscious of the sting of jealousy。 He said：
〃It is quite right to think of himat least now and thenthat is； at
intervalsin perhaps an admiring waybut it seems to me that〃
〃Howard Tracy； are you jealous of that dead man？〃
He was ashamedand at the same time not ashamed。 He was jealousand at
the same time he was not jealous。 In a sense the dead man was himself；
in that case compliments and affection lavished upon that corpse went
into his own till and were clear profit。 But in another sense the dead
man was not himself； and in that case all compliments and affection
lavished there were wasted； and a sufficient basis for jealousy。 A tiff
was the result of the dispute between the two。 Then they made it up； and
were more loving than ever。 As an affectionate clincher of the
reconciliation； Sally declared that she had now banished Lord Berkeley
from her mind； and added； 〃And in order to make sure that he shall never
make trouble between us again； I will teach myself to detest that name
and all that have ever borne it or ever shall bear it。〃
This inflicted another pang； and Tracy was minded to ask her to modify
that a little just on general principles； and as practice in not
overdoing a good thingperhaps he might better leave things as they were
and not risk bringing on another tiff。 He got away from that particular；
and sought less tender ground for conversation。
〃I suppose you disapprove wholly of aristocracies and nobilities； now
that you have renounced your title and your father's earldom。〃
〃Real ones？ Oh； dear nobut I've thrown aside our sham one for good。〃
This answer fell just at the right time and just in the right place； to
save the poor unstable young man from changing his political complexion
once more。 He had been on the point of beginning to totter again； but
this prop shored him up and kept him from floundering back into democracy
and re…renouncing aristocracy。 So he went home glad that he had asked
the fortunate question。 The girl would accept a little thing like a
genuine earldom； she was merely prejudiced against the brummagem article。
Yes； he could have his girl and have his earldom； too： that question was
a fortunate stroke。
Sally went to bed happy； too； and remained happy； deliriously happy； for
nearly two hours； but at last； just as she was sinking into a contented
and luxurious unconsciousness； the shady devil who lives and lurks and
hides and watches inside of human beings and is always waiting for a
chance to do the proprietor a malicious damage； whispered to her soul and
said； 〃That question had a harmless look； but what was back of it？ what
was the secret motive of it？ what suggested it？〃
The shady devil had knifed her； and could retire； now； and take a rest；
the wound would attend to business for him。 And it did。
Why should Howard Tracy ask that question？ If he was not trying to marry
her for the sake of her rank； what should suggest that question to him？
Didn't he plainly look gratified when she said her objections to
aristocracy had their limitations？ Ah； he is after that earldom； that
gilded shamit isn't poor me he wants。
So she argued； in anguish and tears。 Then she argued the opposite
theory； but made a weak； poor business of it； and lost the case。 She
kept the arguing up； one side and then the other； the rest of the night；
and at last fell asleep at dawn； fell in the fire at dawn； one may say；
for that kind of sleep resembles fire； and one comes out of it with his
brain baked and his physical forces fried out of him。
CHAPTER XXIII。
Tracy wrote his father before he sought his bed。 He wrote a letter which
he believed would get better treatment than his cablegram received； for
it contained what ought to be welcome news； namely； that he had tried
equality and working for a living； had made a fight which he could find
no reason to be ashamed of； and in the matter of earning a living had
proved that he was able to do it； but that on the whole he had arrived at
the conclusion that he could not reform the world single…handed； and was
willing to retire from the conflict with the fair degree of honor which
he had gained； and was also willing to return home and resume his
position and be content with it and thankful for it for the future；
leaving further experiment of a missionary sort to other young people
needing the chastening and quelling persuasions of experience； the only
logic sure to convince a diseased imagination and restore it to rugged
health。 Then he approached the subject of marriage with the daughter of
the American Claimant with a good deal of caution and much painstaking
art。 He said praiseful and appreciative things about the girl； but
didn't dwell upon that detail or make it prominent。 The thing which he
made prominent was the opportunity now so happily afforded； to reconcile
York and Lancaster； graft the warring roses upon one stem； and end
forever a crying injustice which had already lasted far too long。 One
could infer that he had thought this thing all out and chosen this way of
making all things fair and right because it was sufficiently fair and
considerably wiser than the renunciation…scheme which he had brought with
him from England。 One could infer that； but he didn't say it。 In fact
the more he read his letter over； the more he got to inferring it
himself。
When the old earl received that letter； the first part of it filled him
with a grim and snarly satisfaction； but the rest of it brought a snort
or two out of him that could be translated differently。 He wasted no ink
in this emergency； either in cablegrams or l