! What had been
given him to guard, he had looked upon with unholy hunger; that which
had been left with him to treasure, he had defiled with lustful eyes.

Joe struck across the fields, his work forgotten, now hot with the
mounting fires of his newly discovered passion, now cold with the
swelling accusation of a trust betrayed. Jealousy, and not a regard for
his master's honor, had prompted him to put her on her guard against
Morgan. He had himself coveted his neighbor's wife. He had looked upon a
woman to lust after her, he had committed adultery in his heart. Between
him and Morgan there was no redeeming difference. One was as bad as the
other, said Joe. Only this difference; he would stop there, in time,
ashamed now of the offending of his eyes and the trespass of his heart.
Ollie did not know. He had not wormed his way into her heart by pitying
her unhappiness, like the false guest who had emptied his lies into her
ears.

Joe was able to see now how little deserving Isom was of any such
blessing as Ollie, how ill-assorted they were by nature, inclination and
age. But God had joined them, for what pains and penances He alone knew,
and it was not the work of any man to put them apart.

At the edge of a hazel coppice, far away from the farmhouse that
sheltered the object of his tender thoughts and furtive desires, Joe sat
among the first fallen leaves of autumn, fighting to clear himself from
the perplexities of that disquieting situation. In the agony of his
aching conscience, he bowed his head and groaned.

A man's burden of honor had fallen upon him with the disclosure of a
man's desires. His boyhood seemed suddenly to have gone from him like
the light of a lamp blown out by a puff of wind. He felt old, and
responsible to answer now for himself, since the enormity of his offense
was plain to his smarting conscience.

And he was man enough to look after Morgan, too. He would proceed to
deal with Morgan on a new basis, himself out of the calculation
entirely. Ollie must be protected against his deceitful wiles, and
against herself as well.

Joe trembled in his newer and clearer understanding of the danger that
threatened her as he hastened back to the barn-yard to take up his
neglected chores. The thought that Morgan and Ollie were alone in the
house almost threw him into a fever of panic and haste.

He must not be guilty of such an oversight again; he must stand like a
stern wall between them, and be able to