"Very well,"replied Elnora,walking on.
"Set the pitcher on the bench there,"commanded Edith Carr,as if speaking to a servant.
"I prefer not to offer my visitors a warm drink,"said Elnora.
"I'll come back if you really wish to speak with me.""I came solely for that,"said Edith Carr.
"It would be a pity to travel so far in this dust and heat for nothing.I'll only be gone a second."Elnora placed the pitcher before her mother."Please serve this,"she said."Miss Carr wishes to speak with me.""Don't you pay the least attention to anything she says,"cried Polly."Tom and I didn't come here because we wanted to.We only came to checkmate her.I hoped I'd get the opportunity to say a word to you,and now she has given it to me.I just want to tell you that she threw Phil over in perfectly horrid way.She hasn't any right to lay the ghost of a claim to him,has she,Tom?""Nary a claim,"said Tom Levering earnestly."Why,even you,Polly,couldn't serve me as she did Phil,and ever get me back again.If I were you,Miss Comstock,I'd send my mother to talk with her and I'd stay here."Tom had gauged Mrs.Comstock rightly.Polly put her arms around Elnora."Let me go with you,dear,"she begged.
"I promised I would speak with her alone,"said Elnora,"and she must be considered.But thank you,very much.""How I shall love you!"exulted Polly,giving Elnora a parting hug.
The girl slowly and gravely walked back to the willow.
She could not imagine what was coming,but she was promising herself that she would be very patient and control her temper.
"Will you be seated?"she asked politely.
Edith Carr glanced at the bench,while a shudder shook her.
"No.I prefer to stand,"she said."Did Mr.Ammon give you the ring you are wearing,and do you consider yourself engaged to him?""By what right do you ask such personal questions as those?"inquired Elnora.
"By the right of a betrothed wife.I have been promised to Philip Ammon ever since I wore short skirts.All our lives we have expected to marry.An agreement of years cannot be broken in one insane moment.Always he has loved me devotedly.Give me ten minutes with him and he will be mine for all time.""I seriously doubt that,"said Elnora."But I am willing that you should make the test.I will call him.""Stop!"commanded Edith Carr."I told you that it was you I came to see.""I remember,"said Elnora.
"Mr.Ammon is my betrothed,"continued Edith Carr.
"I expect to take him back to Chicago with me.""You expect considerable,"murmured Elnora."I will raise no objection to your taking him,if you can--but,Itell you frankly,I don't think it possible.""You are so sure of yourself as that,"scoffed Edith Carr.
"One hour in my presence will bring back the old spell,full force.We belong to each other.I will not give him up.""Then it is untrue that you twice rejected his ring,repeatedly insulted him,and publicly renounced him?""That was through you!"cried Edith Carr."Phil and I never had been so near and so happy as we were on that night.It was your clinging to him for things that caused him to desert me among his guests,while he tried to make me await your pleasure.I realize the spell of this place,for a summer season.I understand what you and your mother have done to inveigle him.I know that your hold on him is quite real.I can see just how you have worked to ensnare him!""Men would call that lying,"said Elnora calmly.
"The second time I met Philip Ammon he told me of his engagement to you,and I respected it.I did by you as I would want you to do by me.He was here parts of each day,almost daily last summer.The Almighty is my witness that never once,by word or look,did I ever make the slightest attempt to interest him in my person or personality.He wrote you frequently in my presence.
He forgot the violets for which he asked to send you.
I gathered them and carried them to him.I sent him back to you in unswerving devotion,and the Almighty is also my witness that I could have changed his heart last summer,if I had tried.I wisely left that work for you.All my life I shall be glad that I lived and worked on the square.
That he ever would come back to me free,by your act,I never dreamed.When he left me I did not hope or expect to see him again,"Elnora's voice fell soft and low,"and,behold!You sent him--and free!"
"You exult in that!"cried Edith Carr."Let me tell you he is not free!We have belonged for years.
We always shall.If you cling to him,and hold him to rash things he has said and done,because he thought me still angry and unforgiving with him,you will ruin all our lives.
If he married you,before a month you would read heart-hunger for me in his eyes.He could not love me as he has done,and give me up for a little scene like that!""There is a great poem,"said Elnora,"one line of which reads,`For each man kills the thing he loves.'Let me tell you that a woman can do that also.He did love you --that I concede.But you killed his love everlastingly,when you disgraced him in public.Killed it so completely he does not even feel resentment toward you.To-day,he would do you a favour,if he could;but love you,no!
That is over!"
Edith Carr stood truly regal and filled with scorn.
"You are mistaken!Nothing on earth could kill that!"she cried,and Elnora saw that the girl really believed what she said.
"You are very sure of yourself!"said Elnora.
"I have reason to be sure,"answered Edith Carr.
"We have lived and loved too long.I have had years with him to match against your days.He is mine!
