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Now Extremely Vague In outline To Him And He Only Had A Dull
Feeling of Misery And Loneliness. He Wanted her To Cheer Him.
Nora Laughed again. " Why, You'Re A Regular Little Kid. Do
You Mean To Say You'Ve Come Out Here Sulking alone Because
Of Some Nursery Quarrel? " He Was Ruffled by Her Manner. It Did
Not Contain The Cheering he Required. " Oh, I Don'T Know That I'M
Such A Regular Little Kid," He Said, Sullenly. " The Quarrel Was
Not A Nursery Quarrel."
"Why Don'T You Challenge Him To A Duel? " Asked nora,
Suddenly. She Was Watching him Closely.
" Who?" Said Coke.
" Coleman, You Stupid," Answered nora.
They Stared at Each Other, Coke Paying her First The Tribute
Of Astonishment And Then The Tribute Of Admiration. "Why,
How Did You Guess That?" He Demanded.
" Oh," Said Nora., " I'Ve Known Rufus Coleman For Years,
And He Is Always Rowing with People."
"That Is Just It," Cried coke Eagerly. "That Is Just It.
I Fairly Hate The Man. Almost All Of The Other Fellows
Will Stand His Abuse, But It Riles Me, I Tell
You. I Think He Is A Beast. And, Of Course, If You Seriously
Meant What You Said About Challenging him To A Duel--I
Mean If There Is Any Sense In that Sort Of Thing-I Would
Challenge Coleman. I Swear I Would. I Think He'S A Great
Bluffer, Anyhow. Shouldn'T Wonder If He Would Back Out.
Really, I Shouldn'T.
Nora Smiled humourously At A House On Her Side Of The
Narrow Way. "I Wouldn'T Wonder If He Did Either " She
Answered. After A Time She Said " Well, Do You Mean To
Say That You Have Definitely Shaken Them? Aren'T You
Going back To Athens With Them Or Anything? "
" I-I Don'T See How I Can," He Said, Morosely.
" Oh," She Said. She Reflected for A Time. At Last She
Turned to Him Archly And Asked: "Some Words Over A
Lady?"
Coke Looked at Her Blankly. He Suddenly Remembered
The Horrible Facts. " No-No-Not Over A Lady."
" My Dear Boy, You Are A Liar," Said Nora, Freely. "You
Are A Little Unskilful Liar. It Was Some Words Over A Lady,
And The Lady'S Name Is Marjory Wainwright."
Coke Felt As Though He Had Suddenly Been Let Out Of A
Cell, But He Continued a Mechanical Denial. "No, No * * It
Wasn'T Truly * * Upon My Word * * "
"Nonsense," Said Nora. " I Know Better. Don'T You
Think You Can Fool Me, You Little Cub. I Know
You'Re In love With Marjory Wainwright, And You Think
Coleman Is Your Rival. What A Blockhead You Are. Can'T
You Understand That People See These Things?"
" Well-" Stammered coke.
"Nonsense," Said Nora Again. "Don'T Try To Fool
Me, You May As Well Understand That It'S Useless. I
Am Too Wise."
" Well-" Stammered coke.
" Go Ahead," Urged nora. " Tell Me About It. Have It
Out."
He Began With Great Importance And Solemnity. "Now,
To Tell You The Truth * * That Is Why I Hate Him * * I Hate Him
Like Anything. * * I Can'T See Why Everybody Admires Him So.
I Don'T See Anything to Him Myself. I Don'T Believe He'S Got
Any More Principle Than A Wolf. I Wouldn'T Trust Him With
Two Dollars. Why, I Know Stories About Him That Would
Make Your Hair Curl. When I Think Of A Girl Like Marjory-- "
His Speech Had Become A Torrent. But Here Nora
Raised her Hand. " Oh! Oh! Oh! That Will Do. That Will Do.
Don'T Lose Your Senses. I Don'T See Why This Girl Marjory
Is Any Too Good. She Is No Chicken, I'Ll Bet. Don'T Let
Yourself Get Fooled with That Sort Of Thing."
Coke Was Unaware Of His Incautious Expressions. He
Floundered on. While Nora Looked at Him As If She
Wanted to Wring his Neck. " No-She'S Too Fine And
Too Good-For Him Or Anybody Like Him-She'S Too
Fine And Too Good-"
" Aw, Rats," Interrupted nora, Furiously. "You
Make Me Tired."
Coke Had A Wooden-Headed conviction That He Must
Make Nora Understand Marjory'S Infinite Superiority
To All Others Of Her Sex, And So He Passed into A
Pariegyric, Each Word Of Which Was A Hot Coal To The Girl
Addressed. Nothing would Stop Him, Apparently. He
Even Made The Most Stupid Repetitions. Nora Finally
Stamped her Foot Formidably. "Will You Stop?
Will You Stop ? " She Said Through Her Clenched teeth.
" Do You Think I Want To Listen To Your Everlasting
Twaddle About Her? Why, She'S-She'S No Better Than
Other People, You Ignorant Little Mamma'S Boy. She'S
No Better Than Other People, You Swab! "
Coke Looked at Her With The Eyes Of A Fish. He Did
Not Understand. "But She Is Better Than Other
People," He Persisted.
Nora Seemed to Decide Suddenly That There Would
Be No Accomplishment In flying desperately Against
This Rock-Walled conviction. " Oh, Well," She Said,
With Marvellous Good Nature, " Perhaps You Are Right,
Numbskull. But, Look Here; Do You Think She Cares
For Him?"
In His Heart, His Jealous Heart, He Believed that
Marjory Loved coleman, But He Reiterated eternally To
Himself That It Was Not True. As For Speaking it To,
Another, That Was Out Of The Question. " No," He
Said, Stoutly, " She Doesn'T Care A Snap For Him." If
He Had Admitted it, It Would Have Seemed to Him That.
He Was Somehow Advancing coleman'S Chances.
"'Oh, She Doesn'T, Eh ?" Said Nora Enigmatically.
"She Doesn'T?" He Studied her Face With An Abrupt,
Miserable Suspicion, But He Repeated doggedly: " No,
She Doesn'T."
"Ahem," Replied nora. " Why, She'S Set Her Cap
For Him All Right. She'S After Him For Certain. It'S As
Plain As Day. Can'T You See That, Stupidity ?"
"No," He Said Hoarsely.
"You Are A Fool," Said Nora. " It Isn'T Coleman
That'S After Her. It Is She That Is After Coleman."
Coke Was Mulish. " No Such Thing. Coleman'S
Crazy About Her. Everybody Has Known It Ever
Since He Was In college. You Ask Any Of The Other
Fellows."
Nora Was Now Very Serious, Almost Doleful. She
Remained still For A Time, Casting at Coke Little Glances
Of Hatred. " I Don'T See My Way Clear To Ask Any Of
The Other Fellows," She Said At Last, With Considerable
Bitterness. " I'M Not In the Habit Of Conducting such
Enquiries."
Coke Felt Now That He Disliked her, And He Read
Plainly Her Dislike Of Him. If They Were The Two
Villains Of The Play, They Were Not Having fun Together
At All. Each Had Some Kind Of A Deep Knowledge That
Their Aspirations, Far From Colliding, Were Of Such
Character That The Success Of One Would Mean At Least
Assistance To The Other, But Neither Could See How To
Confess If. Pethapt It Was From Shame, Perhaps It
Was Because Nora Thought Coke To Have Little Wit ;
Perhaps It Was Because Coke Thought Nora To Have
Little Conscience. Their Talk Was Mainly Rudderless.
From Time To Time Nora Had An Inspiration To Come
Boldly At The Point, But This Inspiration Was Commonly
Defeated by, Some Extraordinary Manifestation Of
Coke'S Incapacity. To Her Mind, Then, It Seemed like
A Proposition To Ally Herself To A Butcher-Boy In a
Matter Purely Sentimental. She Wondered indignantly
How She Was Going to Conspire With This Lad,
Who Puffed out His Infantile Cheeks In order To Conceitedly
Demonstrate That He Did Not Understand The
Game At All. She Hated marjory For It. Evidently It
Was Only The Weaklings Who Fell In love With That Girl.
Coleman Was An Exception, But Then, Coleman Was
Misled, By Extraordinary Artifices. She Meditatecf For
A Moment If She Should Tell Coke To Go Home And Not
Bother Her. What At Last Decided the Question Was
His Unhappiness. Shd Clung To This Unhappiness For
Its Value As It Stood Alone, And Because Its Reason For
Existence Was Related To Her Own Unhappiness. " You
Say You Are Not Going back Toathens With Your Party.
I Don'T Suppose You'Re Going to Stay Here. I'M Going
Back To Athens To-Day. I Came Up Here To See A
Battle, But It Doesn'T Seem That There Are To Be Any
More Battles., The Fighting will Now All Be On The
Other Side Of'The Mountains." Apparent She Had
Learned in some Haphazard Way That The Greek
Peninsula Was Divided by A Spine Of Almost Inaccessible
Mountains, And The War Was Thus Split Into Two
Simultaneous Campaigns. The Arta Campaign Was Known
To Be Ended. "If You Want To Go Back To Athens
Without Consorting with Your Friends, You Had Better Go
Back With Me. I Can Take You In my Carriage As Far
As The Beginning of The Railroad. Don'T You Worry.
You'Ve Got Money Enough, Haven'T You ? The Pro-
Fessor Isn'T Keeping your Money ?"
"Yes," He Said Slowly, "I'Ve Got Money Enough."
He Was Apparently Dubious Over The Proposal.
In Their Abstracted walk They Had Arrived in front Of
The House Occupied by Coleman And The Wainwright
Party. Two Carriages, Forlorn In dusty Age, Stood Be-
Fore The Door. Men Were Carrying out New Leather
Luggage And Flinging it Into The Traps Amid A Great
Deal Of Talk Which Seemed to Refer To Nothing. Nora
And Coke Stood Looking at The Scene Without Either
Thinking of The Importance Of Running away, When
Out Tumbled seven Students, Followed immediately But
In More Decorous Fashion By The Wainwrights And
Coleman.
Some Student Set Up A Whoop. " Oh, There He Is.
There'S Coke. Hey, Coke, Where You Been? Here
He Is, Professor."
For A Moment After The Hoodlum Had Subsided, The
Two Camps Stared at Each Other In silence.
Chapter 19
Nora And Coke Were An Odd Looking pair At The
Time. They Stood Indeed as If Rooted to The Spot,
Staring vacuously, Like Two Villagers, At The Surprising
Travellers. It Was Not An Eternity Before The Practiced
Girl Of The Stage Recovered her Poise, But To The End Of
The Incident The Green Youth Looked like A Culprit And
A Fool. Mrs. Wainwright'S Glower Of Offensive
Incredulity Was A Masterpiece. Marjory Nodded
Pleasantly; The Professor Nodded. The Seven Students
Clambered boisterously Into The Forward Carriage
Making it Clang With Noise Like A Rook'S Nest. They
Shouted to Coke. " Come On; All Aboard; Come On,
Coke; - We'Re Off. Hey, There, Cokey, Hurry Up."
The Professor, As Soon As He Had Seated himself On
The Forward Seat Of' The Second Carriage, Turned in
Coke'S General Direction And Asked formally: " Mr.
Coke, You Are Coming with Us ? " He Felt Seemingly
Much In doubt As To The Propriety Of Abandoning the
Headstrong Young Man, And This Doubt Was Not At All
Decreased by Coke'S Appearance With Nora Black. As
Far As He Could Tell, Any Assertion Of Authority On His
Part Would End Only In a Scene In which Coke Would
Probably Insult Him With Some Gross Violation Of
Collegiate Conduct. As At First The Young Man Made
No Reply, The Professor After Waiting spoke Again.
"You Understand, Mr. Coke, That If You Separate
Yourself From The Party You Encounter My Strongest
Disapproval, And If I Did Not Feel Responsible To The
College And Your Father For Your Safe Journey To New
York I-I Don'T Know But What I Would Have You Ex-
Pelled by Cable If That Were Possible."
Although Coke Had Been Silent, And Nora Black Had
Had The Appearance Of Being silent, In reality She Had
Lowered her Chin And Whispered sideways And Swiftly.
She Had Said: " Now, Here'S Your Time. Decide
Quickly, And Don'T Look Such A Wooden Indian."
Coke Pulled himself Together With A Visible Effort,
And Spoke To The Professor From An Inspiration In
Which He Had No Faith. " I Understand My Duties To
You, Sir, Perfectly. I Also Understand My Duty To The
College. But I Fail To See Where Either Of These
Obligations Require Me To Accept The Introduction Of
Objectionable People Into The Party. If I Owe A Duty To
The College And To You, I Don'T Owe Any To Coleman,
And, As I Understand It, Coleman Was Not In the
Original Plan Of This Expedition. If Such Had Been The
Case, I Would Not Have Been Here. I Can'T Tell What
The College May See Fit To Do, But As For My Father I
I Have No Doubt Of How He Will View It."
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