window；　thrown　by　the　nearly　level　sun　across　his　paper；　had　begun
  slowly　to　reach　the　opposite　wall。　　He　put　his　work　away；　lingered
  for　a　moment　in　hesitation　over　the　myrtle　sprays；　and　then　locked
  them　in　his　desk　with　an　odd　feeling　that　he　had　secured　in　some
  vague　way　a　hold　upon　Cressy's　future　vagaries；　then　reflecting
  that　Uncle　Ben；　whom　he　had　seen　in　town；　would　probably　keep
  holiday　with　the　others；　he　resolved　to　wait　no　longer；　but
  strolled　back　to　the　hotel。　　The　act　however　had　not　recalled　Uncle
  Ben　to　him　by　any　association　of　ideas；　for　since　his　discovery　of
  Johnny　Filgee's　caricature　he　had　failed　to　detect　anything　to
  corroborate　the　caricaturist's　satire；　and　had　dismissed　the
  subject　from　his　mind。
  On　entering　his　room　at　the　hotel　he　found　Rupert　Filgee　standing
  moodily　by　the　window；　while　his　brother　Johnny；　overcome　by　a
  repletion　of　excitement　and　collation；　was　asleep　on　the　single
  arm…chair。　　Their　presence　was　not　unusual；　as　Mr。　Ford；　touched　by
  the　loneliness　of　these　motherless　boys；　had　often　invited　them　to
  come　to　his　rooms　to　look　over　his　books　and　illustrated　papers。
  〃Well？〃　he　said　cheerfully。
  Rupert　did　not　reply　or　change　his　position。　　Mr。　Ford；　glancing　at
  him　sharply；　saw　a　familiar　angry　light　in　the　boy's　beautiful
  eyes；　slightly　dimmed　by　a　tear。　　Laying　his　hand　gently　on
  Rupert's　shoulder　he　said；　〃What's　the　matter；　Rupert？〃
  〃Nothin'；〃　said　the　boy　doggedly；　with　his　eyes　still　fixed　on　the
  pane。
  〃HashasMrs。　Tripp〃　（the　fair　proprietress）　〃been　unkind？〃　he
  went　on　lightly。
  No　reply。
  〃You　know；　Rupe；〃　continued　Mr。　Ford　demurely；　〃she　must　show　SOME
  reserve　before　companylike　to…day。　　It　won't　do　to　make　a
  scandal。〃
  Rupert　maintained　an　indignant　silence。　　But　the　dimple　（which　he
  usually　despised　as　a　feminine　blot）　on　the　cheek　nearer　the　master
  became　slightly　accented。　　Only　for　a　moment；　the　dark　eyes　clouded
  again。
  〃I　wish　I　was　dead；　Mr。　Ford。〃
  〃Hallo！〃
  〃Ordoin'　suthin'。〃
  〃That's　better。　　What　do　you　want　to　do？〃
  〃To　workmake　a　livin'　myself。　　Quit　toten'　wood　and　water　at
  home；　quit　cookin'　and　makin'　beds；　like　a　yaller　Chinaman；　quit
  nussin'　babies　and　dressin'　'em　and　undressin'　'em；　like　a　girl。
  Look　at　HIM　now；〃　pointing　to　the　sweetly　unconscious　Johnny；　〃look
  at　him　there。　　Do　you　know　what　that　means？　　It　means　I've　got　to
  pack　him　home　through　the　town　jist　ez　he　is　thar；　and　then　make　a
  fire　and　bile　his　food　for　him；　and　wash　him　and　undress　him　and
  put　him　to　bed；　and　'Now　I　lay　me　down　to　sleep'　him；　and　tuck　him
  up；　and　Dad　all　the　while　'scootin'　round　town　with　other　idjits；
  jawin'　about　'progress'　and　the　'future　of　Injin　Spring。'　　Much
  future　we've　got　over　our　own　house；　Mr。　Ford。　　Much　future　he's
  got　laid　up　for　me！〃
  The　master；　to　whom　those　occasional　outbreaks　from　Rupert　were　not
  unfamiliar；　smiled；　albeit　with　serious　eyes　that　belied　his　lips；
  and　consoled　the　boy　as　he　had　often　done　before。　　But　he　was
  anxious　to　know　the　cause　of　this　recent　attack　and　its　probable
  relations　to　the　fascinating　Mrs。　Tripp。
  〃I　thought　we　talked　all　that　over　some　time　ago；　Rupe。　　In　a　few
  months　you'll　be　able　to　leave　school；　and　I'll　advise　your　father
  about　putting　you　into　something　to　give　you　a　chance　for　yourself。
  Patience；　old　fellow；　you're　doing　very　well。　　Considerthere's
  your　pupil；　Uncle　Ben。〃
  〃Oh；　yes！　　That's　another　big　baby　to　tot　round　in　school　when　I
  ain't　niggerin'　at　home。〃
  〃And　I　don't　see　exactly　what　else　you　could　do　at　Indian　Spring；〃
  continued　Mr。　Ford。
  〃No；〃　said　Rupert　gloomily；　〃but　I　could　get　away　to　Sacramento。
  Yuba　Bill　says　they　take　boys　no　bigger　nor　me　in　thar　express
  offices　or　banksand　in　a　year　or　two　they're　as　good　ez　anybody
  and　get　paid　as　big。　　Why；　there　was　a　fellow　here；　just　now；　no
  older　than　you；　Mr。　Ford；　and　not　half　your　learnin'；　and　he
  dressed　to　death　with　jewelry；　and　everybody　bowin'　and　scrapin'　to
  him；　that　it　was　perfectly　sickenin'。〃
  Mr。　Ford　lifted　his　eyebrows。　　〃Oh；　you　mean　the　young　man　of
  Benham　and　Co。；　who　was　talking　to　Mrs。　Tripp？〃　he　said。
  A　quick　flush　of　angry　consciousness　crossed　Rupert's　face。
  〃Maybe；　he　has　just　cheek　enough　for　anythin'。〃
  〃And　you　want　to　be　like　him？〃　said　Mr。　Ford。
  〃You　know　what　I　mean；　Mr。　Ford。　　Not　LIKE　him。　　Why　YOU'RE　as　good
  as　he　is；　any　day；〃　continued　Rupert　with　relentless　naivete；　〃but
  if　a　jay…bird　like　that　can　get　on；　why　couldn't　I？〃
  There　was　no　doubt　that　the　master　here　pointed　out　the　defectiveness
  of　Rupert's　logic　and　the　beneficence　of　patience　and　study；　as
  became　their　relations　of　master　and　pupil；　but　with　the　addition　of
  a　certain　fellow　sympathy　and　some　amusing　recital　of　his　own　boyish
  experiences；　that　had　the　effect　of　calling　Rupert's　dimples　into
  action　again。　　At　the　end　of　half　an　hour　the　boy　had　become　quite
  tractable；　and；　getting　ready　to　depart；　approached　his　sleeping
  brother　with　something　like　resignation。　　But　Johnny's　nap　seemed　to
  have　had　the　effect　of　transforming　him　into　an　inert　jelly…like
  mass。　　It　required　the　joint　exertions　of　both　the　master　and　Rupert
  to　transfer　him　bodily　into　the　latter's　arms；　where；　with　a　single
  limp　elbow　encircling　his　brother's　neck；　he　lay　with　his　unfinished
  slumber　still　visibly　distending　his　cheeks；　his　eyelids；　and　even
  lifting　his　curls　from　his　moist　forehead。　　The　master　bade　Rupert
  〃good…night；〃　and　returned　to　his　room　as　the　boy　descended　the
  stairs　with　his　burden。
  But　here　Providence；　with；　I　fear；　its　occasional　disregard　of　mere
  human　morality；　rewarded　Rupert　after　his　own　foolish　desires。
  Mrs。　Tripp　was　at　the　foot　of　the　stairs　as　Rupert　came　slowly
  down。　　He　saw　her；　and　was　covered　with　shame；　she　saw　him　and　his
  burden；　and　was　touched　with　kindliness。　　Whether　or　not　she　was
  also　mischievously　aware　of　Rupert's　admiration；　and　was　not
  altogether　displeased　with　it；　I　cannot　say。　　In　a　voice　that
  thrilled　him；　she　said：
  〃What！　　Rupert；　are　you　going　so　soon？〃
  〃Yes；　ma'am…on　account　of　Johnny。〃
  〃But　let　me　take　himI　can　keep　him　here　to…night。〃
  It　was　a　great　temptation；　but　Rupert　had　strength　to　refuse；
  albeit　with　his　hat　pulled　over　his　downcast　eyes。
  〃Poor　dear；　how　tired　he　looks。〃
  She　approached　her　still　fresh　and　pretty　face　close　to　Rupert　and
  laid　her　lips　on　Johnny's　cheek。　　Then　she　lifted　her　audacious
  eyes　to　his　brother；　and　pushing　back　his　well…worn　chip　hat　from
  his　clustering　curls；　she　kissed　him　squarely　on　the　forehead。
  〃Good…night；　dear。〃
  The　boy　stumbled；　and　then　staggered　blindly　forward　into　the　outer
  darkness。　　But　with　a　gentleman's　delicacy　he　turned　almost
  instantly　into　a　side　street；　as　if　to　keep　this　consecration　of
  himself　from　vulgar　eyes。　　The　path　he　had　chosen　was　rough　and
  weary；　the　night　was　dark；　and　Johnny　was　ridiculously　heavy；　but
  he　kept　steadily　on；　the　woman's　kiss　in　the　fancy　of　the　foolish
  boy　shining　on　his　forehead　and　lighting　him　onward　like　a　star。
  CHAPTER　VI。
  When　the　door　closed　on　Rupert　the　master　pulled　down　the　blind；
  and；　trimming　his　lamp；　tried　to　compose　himself　by　reading。
  Outside；　the　〃Great　Day　for　Indian　Spring〃　was　slowly　evaporating
  in　pale　mists　from　the　river；　and　the　celebration　itself
  spasmodically　taking　flight　here　and　there　in　Roman　candles　and
  rockets。　　An　occasional　outbreak　from　revellers　in　the　bar…room
  below；　a　stumbling　straggler　along　the　planked　sidewalk　before　the
  hotel；　only　seemed　to　intensify　the　rustic　stillness。　　For　the
  future　of　Indian　Spring　was　still　so　remote　that　Nature　insensibly
  re…invested　its　boundaries　on　the　slightest　relaxation　of　civic
  influence；　and　Mr。　Ford　lifted　his　head　from　the　glowing　columns
  of　the　〃Star〃　to　listen　to　the　far…off　yelp　of　a　coyote　on　the
  opposite　shore。
  He　was　also　conscious　of　the　recurrence　of　that　vague；　pleasurable
  recollection；　so　indefinite　that；　when　he　sought　to　identify　it
  with　anythingeven　the　finding　of　the　myrtle　sprays　on　his　desk
  it　evaded　him。　　He　tried　to　work；　with　the　same　interruption。　　Then
  an　uneasy　sensation　that　he　had　not　been　sufficiently　kind　to
  Rupert　in　his　foolish　love…troubles　remorsefully　seized　him。　　A
  half　pathetic；　half　humorous　picture　of　the　miserable　Rupert
  staggering　under　the　double　burden　of　his　sleeping　brother　and　a
  misplaced　affection；　or　possibly　abandoning　the　one　or　both　in　the
  nearest　ditch　in　a　reckless　access　of　boyish　frenzy　and　fleeing　his
  home　forever；　rose　before　his　eyes。　　He　seized　his　hat　with　the
  intention　of　seeking　himor　forgetting　him　in　some　other　occupation
  by　the　way。　　For　Mr。　Ford　had　the　sensitive　conscience　of　many
  imaginative　people；　an　unfailing　monitor；　it　was　always　calling　his
  whole　moral　being　into　play　to　evade　it。
  As　he　crossed　the　passage　he　came　upon　Mrs。　Tripp