Lady of the Barge and Others, Entire Collection eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 183 pages of information about Lady of the Barge and Others, Entire Collection.

Lady of the Barge and Others, Entire Collection eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 183 pages of information about Lady of the Barge and Others, Entire Collection.

“Fancy being where that is now,” she said, peering into the blackness; “fancy going round and round like a mouse in a pail, clutching at the slimy sides, with the water filling your mouth, and looking up to the little patch of sky above.”

“You had better come in,” said Benson, very quietly.  “You are developing a taste for the morbid and horrible.”

The girl turned, and taking his arm walked slowly in the direction of the house; Mrs. Benson, who was sitting in the porch, rose to receive them.

“You shouldn’t have kept her out so long,” she said chidingly.  “Where have you been?”

“Sitting on the well,” said Olive, smiling, “discussing our future.”

“I don’t believe that place is healthy,” said Mrs. Benson, emphatically.  “I really think it might be filled in, Jem.”

“All right,” said her son, slowly.  “Pity it wasn’t filled in long ago.”

He took the chair vacated by his mother as she entered the house with Olive, and with his hands hanging limply over the sides sat in deep thought.  After a time he rose, and going upstairs to a room which was set apart for sporting requisites selected a sea fishing line and some hooks and stole softly downstairs again.  He walked swiftly across the park in the direction of the well, turning before he entered the shadow of the trees to look back at the lighted windows of the house.  Then having arranged his line he sat on the edge of the well and cautiously lowered it.

He sat with his lips compressed, occasionally looking about him in a startled fashion, as though he half expected to see something peering at him from the belt of trees.  Time after time he lowered his line until at length in pulling it up he heard a little metallic tinkle against the side of the well.

He held his breath then, and forgetting his fears drew the line in inch by inch, so as not to lose its precious burden.  His pulse beat rapidly, and his eyes were bright.  As the line came slowly in he saw the catch hanging to the hook, and with a steady hand drew the last few feet in.  Then he saw that instead of the bracelet he had hooked a bunch of keys.

With a faint cry he shook them from the hook into the water below, and stood breathing heavily.  Not a sound broke the stillness of the night.  He walked up and down a bit and stretched his great muscles; then he came back to the well and resumed his task.

For an hour or more the line was lowered without result.  In his eagerness he forgot his fears, and with eyes bent down the well fished slowly and carefully.  Twice the hook became entangled in something, and was with difficulty released.  It caught a third time, and all his efforts failed’ to free it.  Then he dropped the line down the well, and with head bent walked toward the house.

He went first to the stables at the rear, and then retiring to his room for some time paced restlessly up and down.  Then without removing his clothes he flung himself upon the bed and fell into a troubled sleep.

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