Part 2 (2/2)

The next moment, below me, I saw the house, a freshly painted, trim, flimsy structure, modern, and very much out of harmony with the splendid savagery surrounding it. It struck a nasty, cheap note in the n.o.ble, gray monotony of headland and sea.

The descent was easy enough. I crossed the crescent beach, hard as pink marble, and found a little trodden path among the rocks, that led to the front porch of the house.

There were two people on the porch--I heard their voices before I saw them--and when I set my foot upon the wooden steps, I saw one of them, a woman, rise from her chair and step hastily towards me.

”Come back!” cried the other, a man with a smooth-shaven, deeply lined face, and a pair of angry, blue eyes; and the woman stepped back quietly, acknowledging my lifted hat with a silent inclination.

The man, who was reclining in an invalid's rolling-chair, clapped both large, pale hands to the wheels and pushed himself out along the porch. He had shawls pinned about him, an untidy, drab-colored hat on his head, and, when he looked down at me, he scowled.

”I know who you are,” he said, in his acid voice; ”you're one of the Zoological men from Bronx Park. You look like it, anyway.”

”It is easy to recognize you from your reputation,” I replied, irritated at his discourtesy.

”Really,” he replied, with something between a sneer and a laugh, ”I'm obliged for your frankness. You're after my great auks, are you not?”

”Nothing else would have tempted me into this place,” I replied, sincerely.

”Thank Heaven for that,” he said. ”Sit down a moment; you've interrupted us.” Then, turning to the young woman, who wore the neat gown and tiny cap of a professional nurse, he bade her resume what she had been saying. She did so, with deprecating glance at me, which made the old man sneer again.

”It happened so suddenly,” she said, in her low voice, ”that I had no chance to get back. The boat was drifting in the cove; I sat in the stern, reading, both oars s.h.i.+pped, and the tiller swinging. Then I heard a scratching under the boat, but thought it might be sea-weed--and, next moment, came those soft thumpings, like the sound of a big fish rubbing its nose against a float.”

Halyard clutched the wheels of his chair and stared at the girl in grim displeasure.

”Didn't you know enough to be frightened?” he demanded.

”No--not then,” she said, coloring faintly; ”but when, after a few moments, I looked up and saw the harbor-master running up and down the beach, I was horribly frightened.”

”Really?” said Halyard, sarcastically; ”it was about time.” Then, turning to me, he rasped out: ”And that young lady was obliged to row all the way to Port-of-Waves and call to Lee's quarrymen to take her boat in.”

Completely mystified, I looked from Halyard to the girl, not in the least comprehending what all this meant.

”That will do,” said Halyard, ungraciously, which curt phrase was apparently the usual dismissal for the nurse.

She rose, and I rose, and she pa.s.sed me with an inclination, stepping noiselessly into the house.

”I want beef-tea!” bawled Halyard after her; then he gave me an unamiable glance.

”I was a well-bred man,” he sneered; ”I'm a Harvard graduate, too, but I live as I like, and I do what I like, and I say what I like.”

”You certainly are not reticent,” I said, disgusted.

”Why should I be?” he rasped; ”I pay that young woman for my irritability; it's a bargain between us.”

”In your domestic affairs,” I said, ”there is nothing that interests me. I came to see those auks.”

”You probably believe them to be razor-billed auks,” he said, contemptuously. ”But they're not; they're great auks.”

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