desires one--is an inanimate and
accommodating looking-glass, in whom he may see what he conceives to be
his own image daily. James, you may take the mare home. I'm going to
drive with Mr. Vane."
She stroked Pepper's nose while Austen undid the hitch-rope from around
his neck.
"You and I are getting to be friends, aren't we, Pepper?" she asked, as
the horse, with quivering nostrils, thrust his head into her hand. Then
she sprang lightly into the buggy by Austen's side. The manner of these
acts and the generous courage with which she defied opinion appealed to
him so strongly that his heart was beating faster than Pepper's
hoof-beats on the turf of the pasture.
"You are very good to come with me," he said gravely, when they had
reached the road; "perhaps I ought not to have asked you."
"Why?" she asked, with one of her direct looks.
"It was undoubtedly selfish," he said, and added, more lightly, "I don't
wish to put you into Mrs. Pomfret's bad graces."
Victoria laughed.
"She thought it her duty to tell father the time you drove me to the
Hammonds'. She said I asked you to do it."
"What did he say?" Austen inquired, looking straight ahead of him.
"He didn't say much," she answered. "Father never does. I think he knows
that I am to be trusted."
"Even with me?" he asked quizzically, but with a deeper significance.
"I don't think he realizes how dangerous you are," she replied, avoiding
the issue. "The last time I saw you, you were actually trying to throw a
fat man out of your window. What a violent life you lead, Mr. Vane. I
hope you haven't shot any more people--"
"I saw you," he said.
"Is that the way you spend your time in office hours,--throwing people
out of the windows?"
"It was only Tom Gaylord."
"He's the man Mr. Jenney said wanted you to be a senator, isn't he?" she
asked.
"You have a good memory," he answered her. "Yes. That's the reason I
tried to throw him out of the window."
"Why didn't you be a senator?" she asked abruptly. "I always think of you
in public life. Why waste your opportunities?"
"I'm not at all sure that was an opportunity. It was only some of Tom's
nonsense. I should have had all the politicians in the district against
me."
"But you aren't the kind of man who would care about the politicians,
surely. If Humphrey Crewe can get elected by the people, I should think
you might."
"I can't afford to give garden-parties and buy lemonade," said Austen,
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