It, and Other Stories Part 7
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He showed me which door and I knocked. Her voice was full of worry and tears.
"Who's there?" she said.
"A friend," said I.
"Pa.s.s, friend," said she.
And I took it to mean "Come in," but it didn't. Still, she wasn't so dishabilled as to matter. She was crying and rubbing off the last of her paint.
"Miss Green," I said, "you've made me feel so mean and miserable that I had to come and tell you. My name is Bower. The boys call me 'Right'
Bower, meaning that I'm lucky and straight. It was lucky for me that I came to your benefit, and I hope to G.o.d that it will be lucky for you."
"Yes?" she says--none too warm.
"As for you, Miss Green," I said, "you're up against it, aren't you? The manager's broke. You don't know when you've touched any salary. There's been no balm in your benefit. What are you going to do?"
This time she looked me over before she spoke.
"I don't know," she said.
"I don't have to ask," said I, blus.h.i.+ng red, "if you're a good girl.
It's just naturally obvious. I guess that's what put me up to b.u.t.ting in. I want to help. Will you answer three questions?"
She nodded.
"Where," said I, "will you get breakfast to-morrow?--lunch to-morrow?--and dinner to-morrow?"
"We disband to-night," she said, "and I don't know."
"I suppose you know," said I, "what happens to most white girls who get stranded in Indian cities?"
"I know," she said, "that people get up against it so hard that they oughtn't to be blamed for anything they do."
"They aren't," I said, "by--Christians; but it's ugly just the same.
Now----"
"And you," she said, flaring up, "think that, as long as it's got to be, it might as well be you! Is that your song and dance, Mr. Smarty?"
I shook my head and smiled.
"Don't be a little goat!" I said; and that seemed to make her take to me and trust me.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked.
"I'll tell you," I said; and I found that it wasn't easy. "First place,"
I said, "I've got some money saved up. That will keep you on Easy Street till I get back from Sydney. If by that time nothing's turned up that you want of your own free heart and will, I'll ask you to pay me back by--by changing your name."
She didn't quite follow.
"That," said I, "gives you a chance to look around--gives you one small chance in a million to light on some man you can care for and who'll care for you and take care of you. Failing that, it would be fair enough for you to take me, failing a better. See?"
"You mean," she said, "that if things don't straighten out, it would be better for me to become Mrs. Bower than walk the streets? Is that it?"
I nodded.
"But I don't see your point of view," she cried. "Just because you're sorry for a girl don't mean you want to make her your wife."
"It isn't sorrowing," I said. "It's wanting. It's the right kind of wanting. It's the wanting that would rather wait than hurt you; that would rather do without you than hurt you."
"And you'll trust me with all your savings and go away to Australia--and if I find some other man that I like better you'll let me off from marrying you? Is that it?"
"That's about it," I said.
"And suppose," says she, "that you don't come back, and n.o.body shows up, and the money goes?"
That was a new point of view.
"Well," said I, "we've got to take some chances in this world."
"We have," said she. "And now look here--I don't know how much of it's wanting and how much of it's fear--but if you'll take chances I will."
She turned as red as a beet and looked away.
"In words of two syllables," said I, "what do you mean?"
"I mean," she said--and she was still as red as a beet, but this time she looked me in my eyes without a flinch in hers--"that if you're dead sure you want me--are you?--if you're dead sure, why, I'll take chances on my wanting you. I believe every word you've said to me. Is that right?"
"Every word," I said. "That is right."
Then we looked at each other for a long time.
"What a lot we'll have to tell each other," she said, "before we're really acquainted. But you're sure? You're quite sure?"
"Sure that I want you? Yes," I said; "not sure that you ought not to wait and think me over."
"You've begun," she said, "with everything that's n.o.ble and generous. I could never look myself in the face again if I felt called upon to begin by being mean."
"Hadn't you better think it over?" I said. "Hadn't you?"
But she put her hands on my shoulders.
"If an angel with wings had come with gifts," she said, "would I have thought them over? And just because your wings don't show----"
"It isn't fair," I mumbled. "I give you a choice between the streets and me and you feel forced to choose me."
But she pulled my head down and gave me a quick, fierce kiss.
"There," said she--"was that forced? Did you force me to do that? No,"
she said; "you needn't think you're the only person in the world that wants another person.... If you go to Australia I don't wait here. I go too. If you sink by the way, I sink. And don't you go to thinking you've made me a one-sided bargain.... I can cook for you and mend for you and save for you. And if you're sick I can nurse you. And I can black your boots."
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