CHAPTER XXXIV

THE BEGINNING OF A STORY

It was the farewell to Claire and Jeff Saxton, a picnic in the Cascades,

near Snoqualmie Falls--a decent and decidedly Milt-less fiesta. Mrs.

Gilson was going to show Claire that they were just as hardy adventurers

as that horrid Daggett person. So she didn't take the limousine, but

merely the seven-passenger Locomobile with the special body.

They were ever so rough and wild. They had no maid. The chauffeur was

absolutely the only help to the Gilsons, Claire, Jeff, and the

temporarily and ejaculatorily nature-loving Mrs. Betz in the daring task

of setting out two folding camp-tables, covering them with a linen

cloth, and opening the picnic basket. Claire had to admit that she

wished that she could steal the picnic basket for Milt. There were

vacuum bottles of hot coffee. There were sandwiches of anchovy and _pate

de foie gras_. There were cream cakes with almonds hidden in the suave

cream, and there was a chicken salad with huge chunks of pure white meat

wallowing in a sea of mayonnaise.

When the gorging was done and the cigarettes brought out (the chauffeur

passed a spirit lamp), they stretched on rubber blankets, and groaned a

little, and spoke well of nature and the delights of roughing it.

"What is it? What's wrong? They're so--oh, so polite. They don't mean

what they say and they don't dare to say what they mean. Is that it?"

worried Claire.

She started. She discovered that she was looking at a bristle of

rope-colored hair and a grin projected from the shelter of a manzanita

bush.

"For the----" she gasped. She was too startled to be able to decide what

was for-the. She spoke judiciously to Jeff Saxton about Upper Montclair,

the subway, and tennis. She rose to examine the mountains, strolled

away, darted down a gully, and pounced on Milt Daggett with:

"How in heaven's name----"

"Found out where you-all were going. Look! Got a bug! Rented it. Come

on! Let's duck! Drive back with me!" At the end of the gully was a new

Teal bug, shinier than the ancient lost chariot, but equally gay and

uncomfortable.

"Can't. Like to, but---- Be awfully rude to them. Won't do that--not

more than is good for their souls--even for you. Now don't be sulky."

"I won't. Nev' be sulky again, because you're crazy about me, and I

don't have to be sulky."

"Oh, I am, am I! Good heavens, the inconceivable conceit of the child!"

She turned her back. He darted to her, caught her hands behind her,

kissed her hair, and whispered, "You are!"

"I am not!"

"Well then, you're not. Lord, you're sweet! Your hair smells like

cinnamon and clean kittens. You'd rather go bumping off in my flivver

than sailing in that big Loco they've got there."

"Yes," defiantly, "I would, and I'm ashamed of myself. I'm a throw-back

to my horrid ancestor, the betting hostler."

"Probably. I'm a throw-back to my ancestor the judge. I'll train you to

meet my fine friends."

"Well--upon--my--word--I---- Oh, do stop being idiotic. We talk like

children. You reduce me to the rank of a gibbering schoolgirl. And I

like it! It's so--oh, I don't know--so darn human, I suppose. Now

hurry--kiss me, and get out, before they suspect."

"Listen."

"Yes?"

"I'll accidentally meet your car along the road. Invite you to ride. All

right?"

"Yes. Do. Oh, we _are_ two forlorn babes in the woods! G'-by."

She sauntered back to the picnic, and observed, "What is that purple

flower up on the mountain side?"

The big car was sedately purring back when it was insulted by an

intermediate host of a machine that came jumping out of a side road. The

vulgar driver hailed them with uncouth howling. The Gilsons' chauffeur

stopped, annoyed.

"Why, hello folks," bawled the social bandit.

"Oh. How do you do," refuted Mrs. Gilson.

Jeff Saxton turned a ripe purple.

"How do you like my new bug, Claire? Awful little object. But I can make

fifty an hour. Come and try it, Claire, can't you?"

"Why----" Claire was obviously shocked by the impropriety of the

suggestion. She looked at Mrs. Gilson, who was breathing as though she

was just going under the ether. Claire said doubtfully, "Well---- If you

can get me right back to the house----"

"Sure," agreed Milt.

When the Loco was gone, Milt drove the bug to the side of the road,

yanked up the emergency brake, and carefully kissed the girl who was

snuggled down into the absurd low tin-sided seat.

"Do we have to get back soon?" he begged.

"Oh, I don't care if we never get back. Let's shoot up into the

mountains. Side road. Let's pretend we're driving across the continent

again."

Firs dashing by--rocks in the sunshine--clouds jaunty beyond the

inviting mouth of a mountain pass--even the ruts and bumps and

culverts--she seemed a part of them all. In the Gilsons' huge cars she

had been shut off from the road, but in this tiny bug, so close to

earth, she recovered the feeling of struggle, of triumph over

difficulties, of freedom unbounded. And she could be herself, good or

bad, ignorant or wise, with this boy beside her. All of which she

expressed in the most eloquent speech she had ever uttered, namely:

"Oh, _Milt_----!"

And, to herself, "Golly, it's such a relief not to have to try to be

gracious and aphoristic and repartistic and everything with Jeff."

And, "But I wonder if I am aphoristic and subtle? I wonder if when she

gets the rice-powder off, Claire isn't a lot more like Milt than she

thought?"

And, aloud again, "Oh, this is----"

"Yump. It sure is," Milt agreed.

They had turned from a side-road into a side-side-road. They crossed an

upland valley. The fall rains had flooded a creek till it had cut across

the road, washed through the thin gravel, left across the road a shallow

violent stream. Milt stopped abruptly at its margin.

"Here's where we turn back, I guess," he sighed.

"Oh no! Can't we get across? It's only a couple of feet deep, and gravel

bottom," insisted the restored adventurer.

"Yes, but look at the steep bank. Never get up it."

"I don't care. Let's try it! We can woggle around and dig it out

somehow. I bet you two-bits we can," said the delicate young woman whom

Mrs. Gilson was protecting.

"All right. In she goes!"

The bug went in--shot over the bank, dipped down till the little hood

sloped below them as though they were looping the loop, struck the

rushing water with a splash which hurled yellow drops over Claire's rose

jersey suit, lumbered ahead, struck the farther bank, pawed at it

feebly, rose two inches, slipped back, and sat there with the gurgling

water all around it, turned into a motor-boat.

"No can do," grunted Milt. "Scared?"

"Nope. Love it! This is a real camp--the brush on the bank, and the

stream--listen to it chuckle under the running-board."

"Do you like to camp with me?"

"Love it."

"Say! Gee! Never thought---- Claire! Got your transportation back East?"

"My ticket? Yes. Why?"

"Well, I'm sure you can turn it in and get a refund. So that's all

right."

"Are you going to let me in on the secret?"

"Oh yes, might's well. I was just wondering---- I don't think much of

wasting all our youth waiting---- Two-three years in engineering school,

and maybe going to war, and starting in on an engineering job, and me

lonely as a turkey in a chicken yard, and you doing the faithful young

lady in Brooklyn---- I think perhaps we might get married tomorrow

and----"

"Good heavens, what do you----?"

"Do you want to go back to Brooklyn Gilsonses?"

"No, but----"

"Dear, can't we be crazy once, while we're youngsters?"

"Don't bombard me so! Let me think. One must be practical, even in

craziness."

"I am. I have over a thousand dollars from the garage, and I can work

evenings--as dear Jeff suggested! We'd have a two-by-four flat----

Claire----"

"Oh, let me think. I suppose I could go to the university, too, and

learn a little about food and babies and building houses and government.

I need to go to school a lot more than you do. Besides auction and the

piano--which I play very badly--and clothes and how to get hold of

tickets for successful plays, I don't know one single thing."

"Will you marry me, tomorrow?"

"Well, uh----"

"Think of Mrs. Gilson's face when she learns it! And Saxton, and that

Mrs. Betz!"

It was to no spoken sentence but to her kiss that she added, "Providing

we ever get the car out of this river, that is!"

"Oh, my dear, my dear, and all the romantic ways I was going to propose!

I had the best line about roses and stars and angels and everything----"

"They always use those, but nobody ever proposed to me in a bug in a

flood before! Oh! Milt! Life is fun! I never knew it till you kidnapped

me. If you kiss me again like that, we'll both topple overboard. By the

way, _can_ we get the car out?"

"I think so, if we put on the chains. We'll have to take off our shoes

and stockings."

Shyly, turning from him a little, she stripped off her stockings and

pumps, while he changed from a flivver-driver into a young viking, with

bare white neck, pale hair ruffled about his head, trousers rolled up

above his straight knees--a young seaman of the crew of Eric the Red.

They swung out on the running-board, now awash. With slight squeals they

dropped into the cold stream. Dripping, laughing, his clothes clinging

to him, he ducked down behind the car to get the jack under the back

axle, and with the water gurgling about her and splashing its

exhilarating coldness into her face, she stooped beside him to yank the

stiff new chains over the rear wheels.

They climbed back into the car, joyously raffish as a pair of gipsies.

She wiped a dab of mud from her cheek, and remarked with an earnestness

and a naturalness which that Jeff Saxton who knew her so well would

never have recognized as hers:

"Gee, I hope the old bird crawls out now."

Milt let in the reverse, raced the engine, started backward with a burst

of muddy water churned up by the whirling wheels. They struck the bank,

sickeningly hung there for two seconds, began to crawl up, up, with a

feeling that at any second they would drop back again.

Then, instantly, they were out on the shore and it was absurd to think

that they had ever been boating down there in the stream. They washed

each other's muddy faces, and laughed a great deal, and rubbed their

legs with their stockings, and resumed something of a dull and civilized

aspect and, singing sentimental ballads, turned back, found another

road, and started toward a peak.

"I wonder what lies beyond the top of this climb?" said Claire.

"More mountains, and more, and more, and we're going to keep on climbing

them forever. At dawn, we'll still be going on. And that's our life."

"Ye-es, providing we can still buy gas."

"Lord, that's so."

"Speaking of which, did you know that I have a tiny bit of money--it's

about five thousand dollars--of my own?"

"But---- That makes it impossible. Young tramp marrying lady of huge

wealth----"

"No, you don't! I've accepted you. Do you think I'm going to lose the

one real playmate I've ever had? It was so lonely on the Boltwoods'

brown stoop till Milt came along and whistled impertinently and made the

solemn little girl in frills play marbles and---- Watch out for that

turn! Heavens, how I have to look after you! Is there a class in cooking

at your university? No--do--not--kiss--me--on--a--turn!"

This is the beginning of the story of Milt and Claire Daggett.

The prelude over and the curtain risen on the actual play, they face the

anxieties and glories of a changing world. Not without quarrels and

barren hours, not free from ignorance and the discomfort of finding that

between the mountain peaks they must for long gray periods dwell in the

dusty valleys, they yet start their drama with the distinction of being

able to laugh together, with the advantage of having discovered that

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cosmic importance to the tedious world of believing in the romance that

makes youth unquenchable.

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