"Come,Mr.Jeff,"said the triumphant goddess,in her first voice,"tell me something about yourself.How do you live here--I mean;what do you do?You ride,of course--and very well too,I can tell you!But you know that.And of course that scarf and the silver spurs and the whole dashing equipage are not intended entirely for yourself.No!Some young woman is made happy by that exhibition,of course.Well,then,there's the riding down to see her,and perhaps the riding out with her,and--what else?""Miss Mayfield,"said Jeff,suddenly rising above his elbow and his grammar,"thar isn't no young woman!Thar isn't another soul except yourself that I've laid eyes on,or cared to see since I've been yer.
Ef my aunt hez been telling ye that--she's--she--she--she--she--lies."
Absolute,undiluted truth,even of a complimentary nature,is confounding to most women.Miss Mayfield was no exception to her sex.She first laughed,as she felt she ought to,and properly might with any other man than Jeff;then she got frightened,and said hurriedly,"No,no!you misunderstand me.Your aunt has said nothing."And then she stopped with a pink spot on her cheek-bones.
First blood for Jeff!
Now this would never do;it was worse than the butterflies!She rose to her full height--four feet eleven and a half--and drew her cloak over her shoulders."I think I will return to the house,"she said quietly;"I suppose I ought not to overtask my strength.""You'd better let me go with you,miss,"said Jeff submissively.
"I will,on one condition,"she said,recovering her archness,with a little venom in it,I fear."You were going home,too,when I called to you.Now,I do not intend to let you leave that bag behind that tree,and then have to come back for it,just because you feel obliged to go with me.Bring it with you on one arm,and I'll take the other,or else--I'll go alone.Don't be alarmed,"she added softly;"I'm stronger than I was the first night I came,when you carried me and all my worldly goods besides."She turned upon him her subtle magnetic eyes,and looked at him as she had the first night they met.Jeff turned away bewildered,but presently appeared again with the bag on his shoulder,and her wrap on his arm.As she slipped her little hand over his sleeve,he began,apologetically and nervously "When I said that about Aunt Sally,miss,I"--The hand immediately became limp,the grasp conventional.