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or two out of him that could be translated differently。 He wasted no ink
in this emergency； either in cablegrams or letters； he promptly took ship
for America to look into the matter himself。 He had staunchly held his
grip all this long time； and given no sign of the hunger at his heart to
see his son； hoping for the cure of his insane dream； and resolute that
the process should go through all the necessary stages without assuaging
telegrams q other nonsense from home； and here was victory at last。
Victory； but stupidly marred by this idiotic marriage project。 Yes； he
would step over and take a hand in this matter himself。
During the first ten days following the mailing of the letter Tracy's
spirits had no idle time； they were always climbing up into the clouds or
sliding down into the earth as deep as the law of gravitation reached。
He was intensely happy or intensely miserable by turns； according to Miss
Sally's moods。 He never could tell when the mood was going to change；
and when it changed he couldn't tell what it was that had changed it。
Sometimes she was so in love with him that her love was tropical； torrid；
and she could find no language fervent enough for its expression； then
suddenly； and without warning or any apparent reason； the weather would
change； and the victim would find himself adrift among the icebergs and
feeling as lonesome and friendless as the north pole。 It sometimes
seemed to him that a man might better be dead than exposed to these
devastating varieties of climate。
The case was simple。 Sally wanted to believe that Tracy's preference was
disinterested； so she was always applying little tests of one sort or
another； hoping and expecting that they would bring out evidence which
would confirm or fortify her belief。 Poor Tracy did not know that these
experiments were being made upon him； consequently he walked promptly
into all the traps the girl set for him。 These traps consisted in
apparently casual references to social distinction； aristocratic title
and privilege； and such things。 Often Tracy responded to these
references heedlessly and not much caring what he said provided it kept
the talk going and prolonged the seance。 He didn't suspect that the girl
was watching his face and listening for his words as one who watches the
judge's face and listens for the words which will restore him to home and
friends and freedom or shut him away from the sun and human companionship
forever。 He didn't suspect that his careless words were being weighed；
and so he often delivered sentence of death when it would have been just
as handy and all the same to him to pronounce acquittal。 Daily he broke
the girl's heart； nightly he sent her to the rack for sleep。 He couldn't
understand it。
Some people would have put this and that together and perceived that the
weather never changed until one particular subject was introduced；
and that then it always changed。 And they would have looked further；
and perceived that that subject was always introduced by the one party；
never the other。 They would have argued； then； that this was done for a
purpose。 If they could not find out what that purpose was in any simpler
or easier way； they would ask。
But Tracy was not deep enough or suspicious enough to think of these
things。 He noticed only one particular； that the weather was always
sunny when a visit began。 No matter how much it might cloud up later；
it always began with a clear sky。 He couldn't explain this curious fact
to himself； he merely knew it to be a fact。 The truth of the matter was；
that by the time Tracy had been out of Sally's sight six hours she was so
famishing for a sight of him that her doubts and suspicions were all
consumed away in the fire of that longing； and so always she came into
his presence as surprisingly radiant and joyous as she wasn't when she
went out of it。
In circumstances like these a growing portrait runs a good many risks。
The portrait of Sellers； by Tracy； was fighting along； day by day；
through this mixed weather； and daily adding to itself ineradicable signs
of the checkered life it was leading。 It was the happiest portrait； in
spots； that was ever seen； but in other spots a damned soul looked out
from it； a soul that was suffering all the different kinds of distress
there are； from stomach ache to rabies。 But Sellers liked it： He said it
was just himself all overa portrait that sweated moods from every pore；
and no two moods alike。 He said he had as many different kinds of
emotions in him as a jug。
It was a kind of a deadly work of art； maybe； but it was a starchy
picture for show； for it was life size； full length； and represented the
American earl in a peer's scarlet robe； with the three ermine bars
indicative of an earl's rank； and on the gray head an earl's coronet；
tilted just a wee bit to one side in a most gallus and winsome way。 When
Sally's weather was sunny the portrait made Tracy chuckle； but when her
weather was overcast it disordered his mind and stopped the circulation
of his blood。
Late one night when the sweethearts had been having a flawless visit
together； Sally's interior devil began to work his specialty； and soon
the conversation was drifting toward the customary rock。 Presently； in
the midst of Tracy's serene flow of talk； he felt a shudder which he knew
was not his shudder； but exterior to his breast although immediately
against it。 After the shudder came sobs； Sally was crying。
〃Oh； my darling； what have I donewhat have I said？ It has happened
again！ What have I done to wound you？〃
She disengaged herself from his arms and gave him a look of deep
reproach。
〃What have you done？ I will tell you what you have done。 You have
unwittingly revealedoh； for the twentieth time； though I could not
believe it； would not believe it！that it is not me you love； but that
foolish sham my father's imitation earldom； and you have broken my
heart！〃
〃Oh； my child； what are you saying！ I never dreamed of such a thing。〃
〃Oh； Howard； Howard； the things you have uttered when you were forgetting
to guard your tongue； have betrayed you。〃
〃Things I have uttered when I was forgetting to guard my tongue？ These
are hard words。 When have I remembered to guard it？ Never in one
instance。 It has no office but to speak the truth。 It needs no guarding
for that。〃
〃Howard； I have noted your words and weighed them； when you were not
thinking of their significanceand they have told me more than you meant
they should。〃
〃Do you mean to say you have answered the trust I had in you by using it
as an ambuscade from which you could set snares for my unsuspecting
tongue and be safe from detection while you did it？ You have not done
thissurely you have not done this thing。 Oh； one's enemy could not do
it。〃
This was an aspect of the girl's conduct which she had not clearly
perceived before。 Was it treachery？ Had she abused a trust？ The
thought crimsoned her cheeks with shame and remorse。
〃Oh； forgive me；〃 she said； 〃 I did not know what I was doing。 I have
been so torturedyou will forgive me； you must； I have suffered so much；
and I am so so