swift. There was in it the thrill that might come from taming some
wild creature that had never known control, and the gentleness that
to any generous spirit such power would bring. These, with the
magnetism of the girl's beauty and personality, and the influence of
her environment, he had felt for a long time; but now richer chords
were set vibrating in response to her great love, the struggle she
had against its disclosure, the appeal for tenderness and protection
in her final defeat. It was ideal, he told himself, as he sank into the
delicious dream; they two alone with nature, above all human life,
with its restraints, its hardships, its evils, its distress. For them was
the freedom of the open sky lifting its dome above the mountains;
for them nothing less kindly than the sun shining its benediction;
for their eyes only the changing beauties of day and night; for their
ears no sound harsher than the dripping of dew or a bird-song; for
them youth, health, beauty, love. And it was primeval love, the
love of the first woman for the first man. She knew no convention,
no prudery, no doubt. Her life was impulse, and her impulse was
love. She was the teacher now, and he the taught; and he stood in
wonder when the plant he had tended flowered into such beauty in
a single night. Ah, the happy, happy days that followed! The veil
that had for a long time been unfolding itself between him and his
previous life seemed to have almost fallen, and they were left
alone to their happiness. The mother kept her own counsel. Raines
had disappeared as though Death had claimed him. And the dream
lasted till a summons home broke into it as the sudden flaring up
of a candle will shatter a reverie at twilight.

IX

THE summons was from his father, and was emphatic; and