THE SCARLET FEATHER
Netty entered the room presently, and greeted her mother with a warmth of
emotion beyond the usual. Dick took advantage of her coming to excuse
himself for a little while. He had promised Dora immediate information
concerning his mother's coming, and he was now all eagerness to tell her
of the new happiness in his home. He had telephoned for a hansom, and the
drive through the Park to the colonel's was quickly accomplished. Soon,
the girl he loved was a sharer in his joy over the reunion of father and
mother.
After a time, there came a lapse into silence, when the first subject had
been gone over with fond thoroughness. It was broken by Dora:
"Do you know, Dick," she remarked, "that I shall be hard put to it to
live up to you? You are such a hero!"
"Pooh! Nonsense!" the lover exclaimed, in much confusion.
But Dora shook her head, solemnly.
"It is a fact," she declared, "and all the world knows it. If I didn't
love you to distraction, I could never endure the way in which father
raves about you. And he says, your brother officers are to give a dinner
in your honor, and--"
"Good heavens!" Dick muttered, in consternation.
"--and they are going to club on a silver service for a wedding present.
Isn't that lovely?"
"Oh, yes, I suppose so," Dick conceded. "But just think--if they should
expect me to make a speech at the dinner! Good lord!"
Dora opened her clear, gray eyes wide:
"Why, Dick!" she remonstrated. "You don't mean to tell me that you would
show the white feather, just at the idea of making some response to a
toast in your honor?"
"I never made a speech in my life," the lover answered, shamefacedly;
"and I am frightened nearly out of my wits at the bare idea of being
called on.... But you spoke of the white feather, dearest. I never told
you that my miserable enemy, Ormsby, sent me one."
"What? He dared?" Dora sat erect, and her eyes flashed in a sudden wrath.
"Tell me about it, Dick."
The story was soon related, and the girl's indignation against his whilom
rival filled him with delight.
"The odd thing about it all was," he went on, "that I carried that white
feather with me. I had a feeling, somehow, that it would serve as a
talisman. And, perhaps, it did. Anyhow, I lived through the experience.
One thing I know for a certainty. While my memory of the white feather
lasted, I could never be a coward of the sort Ormsby meant."
"Oh, Dick," Dora cried, "have you the feather still?"
"Yes, indeed," was the smiling answer. "You see, I got into the habit of
keeping it by me."
"But you haven't it with you, now?" The girl's eyes were very wistful. To
her imagination, there was a potent charm in this lying symbol, which had
been the companion of the man whom she adored.
"Oh, yes, I have it," Dick replied, carelessly. He reached a hand into an
inner pocket of his waistcoat, and brought forth the feather, which he
held out to the girl.
She accepted it reverently, but an expression of dissatisfaction showed
on her face.
"It--it isn't exactly a white feather now," she suggested. "It is really
quite shockingly dirty. But I shall have it cleaned, and then set in a
case or a frame of gold, decorated with--"
Dick interrupted, somewhat indignantly.
"You can't expect a man living for months in the way I did to keep a
white feather immaculate. And, anyhow, it is not so very dirty. Besides,
I couldn't help the blood--could I?"
"The blood!" Dora exclaimed, startled, and her face whitened. "What
blood, Dick?"
"Mine. You see, it lay right alongside the place where that bullet
scraped my side."
"Your blood!" The girl's face was wonderfully alight. "And I said that I
would have it cleaned. Why, the idea seems sacrilege! No, this feather
shall never be cleaned from those precious stains, sweetheart. The white
feather--and now it is scarlet with the blood of my hero. Ah, this
scarlet feather shall be set in purest gold, and bordered with jewels. It
shall be a shrine for my worship, Dick. And--"
The lover, who had taken her into his arms, bent his head suddenly, and
kissed her to silence.
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Transcriber's Notes:
The following changes were made to the original text. The change is
enclosed in brackets:
Page 15: Then, glancing at =he= clock, [the]
Page 22: The result of it had been to develop =certainly=
miserly instincts [certain]
Page 26: There is a man at =out= house [our]
Page 41: He looked at =he= envelope, [the]
Page 57: It's splendid match, [added 'a': It's a splendid match]
Page 110: would beggar her by stopping it =altogther= [altogether]
Page 169: MY DEAR MISS DUNDAS [added beginning double quote]
Page 180: "Who is that coming up the drive?"; asked =th= [the]
Page 208: This was characteristic of the cautious =Ormsby's=
[Ormsbys]
Page 216: and I don't intend =of= have my daughter [to]
Page 231: And, as I've disgraced the family, I'd-- [added missing
double quote mark at the end of the sentence]
Page 257: he said, beckoning her =authoritively=. [authoritatively]
Page 265: Dick Swinton =in= done for. [is]
Page 274: It is enough for me, Dick--but it is the others--father,
and-- [added missing double quote mark at the end of the sentence]
The following words were found in variable forms in the original text
and both versions have been retained: armchair/arm-chair;
byword/by-word; hearthrug/hearth-rug; housekeeping/house-keeping;
sky pilot/sky-pilot; stockbroker/stock-broker.
The illustration on Page 260 has been moved so that the illustration is
not in the middle of a paragraph.