But, proceed! I mustn't
let myself go."
Kate leaned back and looked a long time at the shining white waves
and the deep blue sky, then she turned to John Jardine, and began
to talk. She told him simply a few of the most presentable
details of her life: how she had lost her money, then had been
given her mother's farm, about the children, and how she now
lived. He listened with deep interest, often interrupting to ask
a question, and when she ceased talking he said half under his
breath: "And you're now free! Oh, the wonder of it! You're now,
free!"
Kate had that night to think about the remainder of her life. She
always sincerely hoped that the moonlight did not bewitch her into
leading the man beside her into saying things he seemed to take
delight in saying.
She had no idea what time it was; in fact, she did not care even
what Nancy Ellen thought or whether she would worry. The night
was wonderful; John Jardine had now made a man of himself worthy
of all consideration; being made love to by him was enchanting.
She had been occupied with the stern business of daily bread for
so long that to be again clothed as other women and frankly adored
by such a man as John Jardine was soul satisfying.
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