Classic Audiobook Collection - Tommy and Grizel by J. M. Barrie ~ Full Audiobook [drama]

Starting point is 00:00:00 Tommy N. Griselle by J. M. Berry. Chapter 1. How Tommy found a way. O.P. P. P.m. The colossal Pim, that vast and rolling figure, who never knew what he was to write about until he dipped grandly an author in such demand that on the foggy evening which starts our story, his publishers have had his boots removed lest he slip thoughtlessly round the corner before. before his work is done, as was the great man's way. Shall we begin with him? Or with Tommy, who has just arrived in London, carrying his little black box and leading a lady by the hand. It was Pim, as we are about to see, who in the beginning held Tommy up to the public gaze, Pim, who first noticed his remarkable indifference to female society,

Starting point is 00:00:57 Pim, who gave him but alack, does no one remember Pim for himself? Is the king of the penny number already no more than a button that once upon a time kept Tommy's person together? And we are at the night when they first met. Let us hasten into Merlebone before little Tommy arrives, and Pim is swallowed like an oyster. this is the house twenty-two little owlet street merlebone but which were his rooms it is less easy to determine for he was a lodger who flitted placidly from floor to floor according to the state of his finances carrying his apparel and other belongings in one great armful and spilling by the way on this particular evening he was on the second

Starting point is 00:01:57 floor front which had a fireplace in the corner, furniture all his landlady's, and mostly horsehair. Little to suggest his calling, save a noble saucerful of ink, and nothing to draw attention from Pim, who lulled gross and massive on a sofa, one leg over the back of it, the other drooping, his arms extended, and his pipe, which he could find. nowhere thrust between the buttons of his waistcoat an agreeable pipe rack he wore a yellow dressing-gown or could scarcely be said to wear it for such of it as was not round his neck he had converted into a cushion for his head which is perhaps the part of him we should have turned two first It was a big, round head.

Starting point is 00:02:57 The plentiful gray hair entangles, possibly because in Pim's last flitting, the comb had dropped over the banisters. The features were ugly and beyond life-size, yet the forehead had altered little except in color since the day when he was near being made a fellow of his college. There was sensitiveness left in the thick nose, humor in the eyes, though they so often watered. The face had gone to flabbiness at last, but not without some lines and dents, as if the head had resisted the body for a space before the whole man rolled contentedly downhill. He had no beard. Young man, let your beard grow. Those who have forgotten all else about Pim may recall him in these words.

Starting point is 00:03:58 They were his one council to literary aspirants, who, according as they took it, are now bearded and prosperous or shaven and on the rates. To shave costs threepence. Another threepence for loss of time. Nearly ten pounds a year. 300 pounds since Pim's chin first bristled. With his beard, he could have bought an annuity or a cottage in the country. He could have had a wife and children and driven his dog cart and been made a church warden.

Starting point is 00:04:37 All gone, all shaved, and for what? When he asked this question, he would move his hand across his chin with a sigh, and so bravely to the barbers. Pem was at present, suffering from an ailment that had spread him out on that sofa again and again. Acute disinclination to work. Meanwhile, all the world was waiting for his new tale. So the publishers, two little round men, have told him. They have blustered, they have fond, they have asked,

Starting point is 00:05:17 each other out to talk it over behind the door. Has he any idea of what the story is to be about? He has no idea. Then, at least, Pim, excellent Pim, sit down and dip and let us see what will happen. He declined to do even that. While all the world waited, this was Pim's ultimatum. I shall begin the damned thing at eight o'clock. Outside the fog kept changing at intervals from black to white, as lazily from white to black.

Starting point is 00:05:58 The monster blinking, there was not a sound from the street, save of pedestrians tapping with their sticks on the pavement as they moved forward warily. Afraid of an embrace with the unknown, it might have been a city. of blind beggars, one of them a boy. At eight o'clock, Pim rose with a groan and sat down in his stocking souls to write his delicious tale. He was now alone, but though his legs were wound round his waste paper basket, and he dipped often and loudly in the saucer, like one ringing at the door of fancy, he could not get the idea that would set him going. He was still dipping for inspiration when T. Sandus,

Starting point is 00:06:53 who had been told to find the second floor for himself, knocked at the door and entered, quaking. I remember it vividly, Pim used to stay, when questioned in the after years about his first sight of Tommy, and I pesitate to decide which impressed me more. the richness of his voice so remarkable in a boy of sixteen or his serene countenance with its noble forehead behind which nothing base could lurk pym it is such as you that makes the writing of biography difficult the richness of tommy's voice could not have struck you for at that time it was a somewhat squeaky voice and And as for the noble forehead, behind which nothing base could lurk, how could you say that, Pim, when you had such a noble forehead yourself? No, all that Pim saw was a pasty-faced boy, 16 years old, and of an appearance mysteriously

Starting point is 00:08:05 plain, hair, light brown, and waving defiance to the brush, nothing startling about him, but the expression of his face, which was almost fearsomely solemn and apparently unchangeable. He wore his Sunday blacks, of which the trousers might with advantage have borrowed from the sleeves, and he was so nervous that he had to wet his lips before he could speak. He had left the door ajar for a private reason, but Pim, misunderstanding,

Starting point is 00:08:41 I thought he did it to fly the more readily, if anything was flung at him, and so concluded that he must be a printer's devil. Pim had a voice that shook the mantelpiece ornaments. He was all on the same scale as his ink pot. Your Christian name, boy! He roared hopefully, for it was thus he sometimes got the idea that started him. Thomas, replied the boy, Pim gave him a look of disgust.

Starting point is 00:09:19 You may go, he said, but when he looked up presently, Thomas was still there. He was not only there, but whistling, a short, encouraging whistle that seemed to be directed at the door. He stopped quickly when Pim looked up, but during the remainder of the interview, he emitted this whistle at intervals, always with that anxious glance at his friend the door,

Starting point is 00:09:48 and its strained joviality, was in odd contrast with his solemn face, like a cheery tune played on the church organ. Be gone, cried Pim. My full name, explained Tommy, who was speaking the English correctly, but with a Scots accent. is Thomas Sandus, and fine you know who that is. He added, exasperated by Pim's indifference, I'm the T. Sandus that answered your advertisement.

Starting point is 00:10:25 Pim knew who he was now. You young Ruffian, he gasped. I never dreamt that you would come. I have your letter engaging me in my pocket, said Tommy boldly. and he laid it on the table. Pim surveyed it and him in comic dismay. Then, with a sudden thought, produced nearly a dozen letters from a drawer and dumped them down beside the other. It was now his turn to look triumphant, and Tommy aghast.

Starting point is 00:11:03 Pim's letters were all addressed from the dub of Prosen Farm. near Threm's N-B to different advertisers' care of a London agency, and were Tommy's answers to the wants in a London newspaper, which had found its way to the far north. X, Y, Z was in need of a chemist's assistant, and from his earliest year, said one of the letters, chemistry had been the study of studies for T.Sandis. He was glad to read, was T. Sandus, that one who did not object to long hours would be preferred,

Starting point is 00:11:43 for it seemed to him that those who objected to long hours did not really love their work. Their heart was not in it, and only where the heart is, can the treasure be found. One, two, three, had a vacancy for a page boy, Glasgow man for a photographer. page boy must not be over 14, photographer must not be under 20. I am a little over 14, but I look less, wrote T. Sandys to one, two, three. I am a little under 20, he wrote to Glasgow Man, but I look more. His heart was in the work. To be a political organizer, if H. and H., who advertised for

Starting point is 00:12:33 for one, only knew how eagerly the undersigned desire to devote his life to political organizing. In an answer to Scholastic's advertisement for janitor in a boy's school, T. Sandus begged to submit his name for consideration. Undoubtedly, the noblest letter was the one applying for the secretorship of a charitable society, salary to begin at one. but the candidate selected must deposit 100 pounds. The application was noble in its offer to make the work a labor of love, and almost nobler in its argument that the 100 pounds was unnecessary. Rex had a vacancy in his drapery department.

Starting point is 00:13:25 T. Santos had made a unique study of drapery. Lastly, an non wanted an amanuensis. salary, said Anon, who seemed to be a humorist, salary large but uncertain. He added with equal candor, drudgery great, but to an intelligent man, the pickings may be considerable. Pickings, is there a finer word in the language? T. Sandys had felt that he was particularly good at pickings, but Emanuenses. The thing was unknown to him. No one on the farm could tell him what it was, but never mind, his heart was in it. All this correspondence had produced one reply, the letter on which Tommy's hand still rested.

Starting point is 00:14:17 It was a brief note, signed O. P. P. and engaging Mr. Sandys on his own recommendation. if he really felt quite certain that his heart, treasure included, was in the work. So far, so good, Tommy had thought when he received this answer, but there was nothing in it to indicate the nature of the work, nothing to show whether O.P. P.m. was scholastic or 1, 2, 3, or Rex, or any other advertiser in particular. Stop, there was a post-grip. I need not go to go, into details about your duties as you assure me that you are so well acquainted with him but before you join me please send in writing a full statement of what you think

Starting point is 00:15:09 they are there were delicate reasons why mr. Sanders could not do that but oh he was anxious to be done with farm labor so he decided to pack and risk it the letter said plainly that he was engaged what for he he must find out slyly when he came to london so he had put his letter firmly on pym's table but it was a staggerer to find that the gentleman was in possession of the others one of these was pymns by right the remainder were a humorous gift from the agent who was accustomed to sift the correspondence of his clients pym had chuckled over them and had written the reply that he flattered himself with stump the boy. Then he had unexpectedly come into funds. He had found a forgotten check while searching his old pockets for tobacco crumbs. And in that glory, T. Sandus escaped his memory. Result that they were now face to face. A tiny red spot, not noticeable before, now appeared

Starting point is 00:16:22 in Tommy's eyes. It was never there except when he, he was determined to have his way. Pim, my friend, yes, and every one of you who was destined to challenge, Tommy, where that red light? Well, which am I? demanded Pim, almost amused. Tommy was so obviously in a struggle with the problem. The saucer and blank pages told nothing. Whichever you are. the boy answered heavily

Starting point is 00:16:59 It's not hurting Nor foddering cattle And so long as it's not that I'll put my heart in it And where the heart is There the treasure He suddenly remembered that his host Must be acquainted with the sentiment

Starting point is 00:17:16 Easygoing Pim laughed And then said irritably Of what use could a mere boy be to me Then it's not the page boy exclaimed Tommy, thankfully. Perhaps I am scholastic, suggested Pim. No, said Tommy after a long study of his face. Pim followed this reasoning and said touchily.

Starting point is 00:17:41 Many a schoolmaster has a red face. Not that kind of redness, explained Tommy without delicacy. I am H and H, said Pim. You forget you wrote to me as one person. replied Tommy so I did that was because I am the chemist and I must ask you Thomas for your certificate Tommy believed him this time and Pim triumphantly poured himself a glass of whiskey spilling some of it on his dressing gown not you said Tommy quickly a chemist has a steady hand confound you cried Pim what sort of boy is this if you had been the draper you would have wiped the drink off your gown continued tommy thoughtfully and if you had been glass-gown man then you would have sucked it off and if you had been the charitable society you wouldn't swear in company he flung out his hand i'll tell you who you are he said sternly you're a non under this broadside pinn

Starting point is 00:18:57 succumbed. He sat down feebly. Right, he said with the humorous groan. And I shall tell you who you are. I am afraid you are my amanuensis. Tommy immediately whistled a louder and more glorious note than before. Don't be so cocky, cried Pim in sudden rebellion. You are only my amanuensis if you can tell me what that is. If you can't, out you go. He had him at last. Not he. An Emanuensis, said Tommy calmly, is one who writes to a dictation. Am I to bring in my box? It's at the door.

Starting point is 00:19:47 This made Pim sit down again. You didn't know what an Emanuensis was when you answered my advertisement, he said. As soon as I got to London, Tommy answered, I went into a bookseller's shop, pretending I wanted to buy a dictionary, and I looked the word up. Bring in your box, Pim said with a groan, but it was now Tommy's turn to hesitate. Have you noticed, he asked awkwardly, that I sometimes whistle?

Starting point is 00:20:19 Don't tell me, said Pim, that you have a dog out there. It's not a dog. Tommy replied cautiously. Pim had resumed his seat at the table and was once more toying with his pin. Open the door, he commanded, and let me see what you have brought with you. Tommy obeyed gingerly, and then Tim gaped. For what the open door revealed to him was a tiny, roped box with a girl of twelve sitting on it. She was dressed in some dull-colored wincey and looked cold and patient and lonely,

Starting point is 00:21:00 and as she saw the big man staring at her, she struggled in alarm to her feet and could scarce stand on them. Tommy was looking apprehensively from her to Pim. "'Good God, boy,' roared Pim. "'Are you married?' "'No,' cried Tommy in agony. she's my sister and we're orphans and did you think i could have the heart to leave elspeth behind he took her stoutly by the hand and he never will mary said little elspeth almost fiercely will you tommy never said tommy patting her and glaring at pym but pym would not have it married he shouted, magnificent!

Starting point is 00:21:55 And he dipped exultantly, for he had got his idea at last, forgetting even that he had an amanuances, he wrote on and on and on. He smells a drink, Elspeth whispered. All the better, replied Tommy cheerily. Make yourself at home, Elspeth. He's the kind I can manage.

Starting point is 00:22:21 Was there ever a kind I could not manage? He whispered, top heavy, with conceit. There was Griselle, Alspeth said rather thoughtlessly, and then Tommy frowned. End of Chapter 1. Chapter 2 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Librevox recording. All Librevox recordings are in the public domain.

Starting point is 00:22:50 For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox. dot org recording by k hand tommy and grezell by j m barry chapter two the search for the treasure six years afterwards tommy was a famous man as i hope you do not need to be told but you may be wondering how it came about the whole question in pym's words resolves itself into how the solemn little devil got to know so much about women it made the world marvel when they learned his age, but no one was quite so staggered as Pim, who had seen him daily for all those years, and been damning him for his indifference to the sex during the greater part of them. It began while he was still no more than an aminusis, sitting with his feet at the waste-paper basket, Pim dictating from the sofa, and swearing when the words would not come

Starting point is 00:23:44 unless he was perpendicular. Among the duties of this aminusis was to remember the name of the heroine, her appearance, and other personal details. For Pim constantly forgot them in the night, and he had to go searching back through his pages for them, cursing her so horribly that Tommy signed to Elspeth to retire to her tiny bedroom at the top of the house. He was always most careful of Elspeth, and with the first pound he earned, he insured his life, leaving all to her, but told her nothing about it, lest she should think it meant his early death. As she grew older, he also got good dull books for her from a library, and gave her a piano on the higher system, and taught her many things about life, very carefully selected from his own discoveries.

Starting point is 00:24:30 Elspeth out of the way he could give Pim all the information he wanted. Her name is Felicity, he would say at the right moment. She is curly brown hair in which the sun strays, and a blushing neck, and her eyes are like blue lakes. "'Height!' roared Pim. Have I mentioned it?' No, but she is about five feet six. How the... Could you know that? You tell Percy's height in his stocking souls,

Starting point is 00:24:56 and when she reached to his mouth and kissed him, she had to stand on her tiptoes so to do. Tommy said this in a most business-like tone, but could not help smacking his lips. He smacked them again when he had to write, Have no fear, little woman, I am by your side. Or, what a sweet child you are. Pim had probably fallen into the way of making the Persies revel in such epithets because he could not remember the girl's name.

Starting point is 00:25:23 But this delicious use of the diminutive, as addressed to full-grown ladies, went to Tommy's head. His solemn face kept his secret, but he had some narrow escapes. As once, when saying good-night to Elspeth, he kissed her on the mouth, eyes, nose, and ears, and said, Shall I tuck you in, little woman? He came to himself with a start. I forgot, he said hurriedly, and got out of the room without telling her what he had forgotten. Pim's publishers knew their man, and their arrangement with him was that he was paid on completion of the tale. But always before he reached the middle, he struck for what they called his honorarium,

Starting point is 00:26:00 and this troubled them, for the tale was appearing week by week as it was written. If they were obdurate, he suddenly concluded his story in such words as these. Several years have passed since these events took place, and the scene changes to a lovely garden by the bank of old father Thames. A young man sits by the soft flowing stream, and he is calm as the scene itself, for the storm has passed away, and Percy, for it is no other, has found an anchorage. As he sits there musing over the past, Felicity steals out by the French window and puts her soft arms around his neck. My little wife, he murmurs. The end, unless you pay up by messenger. This last line, which was not meant for the world, but little would Pim have cared, though, had it been printed, usually brought his employers to their knees, and then, as Tommy advanced in experience, came the pickings.

Starting point is 00:26:52 For Pim, with money in his pockets, had important engagement round the corner, and risked entrusting his aminousis with the writing of the next installment. All except the bang at the end. Smaller people, in Tommy's state of mind, would have hurried straight to the love passages. but he saw the danger and forced his pegasus away from them. Do your day's toil first, he may be conceived, saying to that animal, and at even fall I shall let you out to browse. So, with this reward in front, he devoted many pages to the dreary adventures of pretentious males, and even found a certain pleasure in keeping the lady waiting.

Starting point is 00:27:29 But as soon as he reached her, he lost his head again. Oh, you beauty, you small pet, he said to himself, with solemn transport. As the artist in him was stirred, great problems presented themselves. For instance, in certain circumstances, was Darling or Little One, the better phrase. Darling in solitary grandeur is more pregnant of meaning than Little One, but Little has a flavor of the patronizing which Darling perhaps lacks. He wasted many sheets over such questions, but they were in his pocket when Pim or Elspeth opened the door. It is wonderful how much you can conceal between the touch on the handle and the opening of the door. if your heart is in it. Despite this fine practice, however, he was the shyest of mankind in the presence of women, and this shyness grew upon him with the years. Was it because he never tried to

Starting point is 00:28:19 uncork himself? Oh no, it was about this time that he one day put his arm around Clara, the servant, not passionately, but with deliberation as if he were making an experiment with machinery. He then listened as if to hear Clara ticking. He wrote an admirable, love letter, warm, dignified, sincere, to nobody in particular, and carried it about in his pocket in readiness. But in love-making, as in other arts, those do it best who cannot tell how it is done, and he was always stricken with a palsy when about to present that letter. It seemed that he was only able to speak to ladies when they were not there. Well, if he could not speak, he thought the more, he thought so profoundly that in time the heroines of Pim ceased to thrill him. This was because he

Starting point is 00:29:07 had found out that they were not flesh and blood. But he did not delight in his discovery. It horrified him, for what he wanted was the old thrill, to make them human so that they could be his little friends again. Nothing less was called for. This meant slaughter here and there of the great Pim's brainwork, and Tommy tried to keep his hands off, but his heart was in it. In Pim's pages the ladies were the most virtuous and proper of their sex, though dreadfully persecuted. But he merely told you so at the beginning, and now and again afterwards to fill up, and then allowed them to act with what may be called rashness, so that the story did not really suffer. Before Tommy was 19, he changed all that. Out went this because she would not have done it, and that because she could not have done it.

Starting point is 00:29:51 Fathers might now have taken a lesson from T. Sandys in the upbringing of their daughters. He even sternly struck out the diminutives. With a pen in his hand and a woman in his head, he had such noble thoughts that his tears of exaltation damped the pages as he wrote, and the ladies must have been astounded as well as proud to see what they were turning into. That was Tommy with a pen in his hand and a handkerchief hard by, but it was another Tommy who, when the finest bursts were over, sat back in his chair and mused. The lady was consistent now, and he would think about her, and think and think, until concentration, which is a pair of blazing eyes, seemed to draw her out of the pages to his side, and then he and she sported in a way forbidden in the tail.

Starting point is 00:30:34 While he sat there with eyes riveted, he had her to dinner at a restaurant, and took her up the river, and called her little woman, and when she held up her mouth he said tantalizingly that she must wait until he had finished his cigar. This queer delight enjoyed back he popped her into the story, where she was again the vehicle for such glorious sentiments, the Elspeth, to whom he read the best of them, feared he was becoming too good to live. in the meantime the great penny public were slowly growing restive and at last the two little round men called on pym to complain that he was falling off and pym turned them out of doors and then sat down heroically to do what he had not done for two decades read his latest work elspeth go upstairs to your room whispered tommy and then he folded his arms proudly he should have been in a tremble but latterly he had often felt that he must burst if he did not soon read some of his bits to pym more especially the passages about the hereafter also the opening of chapter seventeen at first pym's only comment was it is the same old drivel as before what more can they want but presently he looked up puzzled is this chapter yours or mine he demanded

Starting point is 00:31:45 "'It is about half and half,' said Tommy. "'Is mine the first half? "'Where does yours begin?' "'That is not exactly what I mean,' explained Tommy in a glow, "'but backing a little. "'You wrote that chapter first, and then I—' "'I—' "'You rewrote it,' roared Pim.

Starting point is 00:32:04 "'You dared to meddle with—' "'He was speechless with fury. "'I tried to keep my hand off,' Tommy said with dignity. "'But the thing had to be done, and they are human now.' "'Human? "'Who wants them to be human? The fiends sees you, boy. You have been tinkering with my heroine's personal appearance. What is this you have been doing to her nose?' "'I turned it up slightly, that's all,' said Tommy.

Starting point is 00:32:28 "'I like them down,' roared Pim. "'I prefer them up,' said Tommy, stiffly. "'Where?' cried Pim, turning over the leaves in a panic. Where is the scene in the burning house?' "'It's out,' Tommy explained, but there is a chapter in its place about. It's mostly about the beauty of the soul being everything, and mere physical beauty nothing. Oh, Mr. Pim, sit down and let me read it to you. But Pim read it, and a great deal more for himself. No wonder he stormed, for the impossible had been made not only consistent but unreadable. The plot was lost for chapters.

Starting point is 00:33:03 The characters no longer did anything, and then went and did something else. You were told, instead, how they did it. You were not allowed to make up your own mind about them. You had to listen to the mind of T. Sandys. He described and he analyzed. The road he had tried to clear through the thicket was impassable for chips. A few more weeks of this, said Pim, and we should all three be turned out into the streets. Tommy went to bed in an agony of mortification, but presently to his side came Pim. Where did you copy this from? he asked. It is when we are thinking of those we love that our noblest thoughts come to us, and the more worthy they are of our love, the nobler the thought. Hence it is that no one has done the greatest work who did not love God.

Starting point is 00:33:47 I copied it from nowhere, replied Tommy fiercely. It's my own. Well, it has nothing to do with the story, and so is only a blot on it, and I have no doubt the thing has been said much better before. Still, I suppose it is true. It's true, said Tommy, and yet— Go on, I went to know all about it. And yet, said Tommy, puzzled, I've no noble thought.

Starting point is 00:34:11 come to me when I was listening to a brass band. Pim chuckled. Funny things, noble thoughts, he agreed. He read another passage. It was the last half-hour of the day when I was admitted, with several others, to look upon my friend's dead face. A handkerchief had been laid over it. I raised the handkerchief. I know not what the others were thinking, but the last time we met he had told me something. It was not much, only that no woman had ever kissed him. It seemed to me that as I gazed, the wistfulness came back to his face. I whispered to a woman who was present, and stooping over him, she was about to, but her eyes were dry and I stopped her. The handkerchief was replaced, and all left the room, save myself.

Starting point is 00:34:55 Again I raised the handkerchief. I cannot tell you how innocent he looked. Who was he? asked Pim. Nobody, said Tommy with some awe. It just came to me. Do you notice how simple the wording is? It took me some time to make it so simple. "'You are just nineteen, I think.' "'Yes.' Pim looked at him wonderingly. "'Thomas,' he said,

Starting point is 00:35:19 "'you are a very queer little devil.' "'He also said, "'and it is possible you may find the treasure "'you are always talking about. "'Don't jump to the ceiling, my friend, "'because I say that. "'I was once after the treasure myself, "'and you can see whether I found it.'

Starting point is 00:35:34 "'From about that time, "'on the chances that this mysterious treasure "'might spring up in the form of a new kind of flower, Pim zealously cultivated the ground, and Tommy had an industrious time of it. He was taken off his stories, which at once regained their elasticity, and put on to exercises. If you have nothing to say on the subject, say nothing, was one of the new rules, which few would have expected from Pim. Another was, as soon as you can say what you think, and not what some other person has thought for you, you are on the way to being a remarkable man. Without concentration, Thomas, you are lost.

Starting point is 00:36:11 Concentrate, though your coattails be on fire. Try your hand at description, and when you have done chortling over the result, reduce the whole by half without missing anything out. Analyze your characters and their motives at the prodigious length in which you revel, and then, my sonny, cut your analysis out. It is for your own guidance, not the readers. I have often noticed, you are always saying. This story has nothing to do with you.

Starting point is 00:36:37 Abliterate yourself. I see that will be your stiffest job. Stop preaching. It seems to me the pulpit is where you should look for the treasure. Nineteen, and you are already as didactic as seventy. And so on. Over his exercises, Tommy was now engrossed for so long a period that, as he sits there, you may observe his legs slowly lengthening and the coming of his beard. No, his legs lengthened as he sat with his feet in the basket, but I feel sure that his beard burst through prematurely some night when he was thinking too hard about the ladies. There were no ladies in the exercises, for, despite their altercation about noses, Pim knew that on this subject Tommy's mind was a blank.

Starting point is 00:37:18 But he recognized the sex's importance, and becoming possessed once more of a black coat, marched his pupil into the somewhat shoddy drawing rooms that were still open to him, and there ordered Tommy to be fascinated for his future good. But it was as it has always been. Tommy sat white and speechless and apparently bored. could not even say you sing with so much expression when the lady at the pianoforte had finished shyness i could pardon the exasperated pim would roar but want of interest is almost immoral at your age the blood would have been coursing through my veins love you are incapable of it there is not a drop of sentiment in your frozen carcass can i help that growled tommy it was an agony to him even to speak about women "'If you can't,' said Pim, "'all is over with you.

Starting point is 00:38:10 "'An artist without sentiment is a painter without colors. "'Young man, I fear you are doomed.' "'And Tommy believed him, and quaked. "'He had the most gallant struggles with himself. "'He even set his teeth and joined a dancing class, "'though neither Pim nor Elspeth knew of it, "'and it never showed afterwards in his legs. "'In appearance he was now beginning

Starting point is 00:38:30 "'to be the Sandys of the photographs, "'a little over the middle height and rather heavily built, nothing to make you uncomfortable until you saw his face. That solemn countenance never responded when he laughed, and stood coldly by when he was on fire. He might have winked for an eternity, and still the onlooker must have thought himself mistaken. In his boyhood the mask had descended scarce below his mouth,

Starting point is 00:38:52 for there was a dimple in the chin to put you at ease, but now the short brown beard had come, and he was forever hidden from the world. He had the dandy's taste for superb neck ties, velvet jackets, and he got the ties instead of dining. He panted for the jacket, knew all the shop windows it was in, but for years denied himself with a moan,

Starting point is 00:39:11 so that he might buy pretty things for Elspeth. When eventually he got it, Pim's friends ridiculed him. When he saw how ill his face matched it, he ridiculed himself. Often when Tommy was feeling that now, at last, the ladies must come to heal, he saw his face suddenly in a mirror,

Starting point is 00:39:28 and all the spirit went out of him. But still he clung to his velvet jacket. i see him in it stalking through terrible dance moves a heroic figure at last he shuddered every time he found himself on one leg he got sternly into everybody's way he was the butt of the little noodle of an instructor all the social tortures he endured grimly in the hope that at last the cork would come out then though there were all kinds of girls in the class merry sentimental practical coquettish prudes there was no kind he felt whose heart he could not touch In love-making, as in the favorite thrums game of the damn broad, there are sixty-one openings, and he knew them all. Yet at the last dance, as at the first, the universal opinion of his partners, shop-girls mostly, from the large millinery establishments, who had to fly like Cinderella's when

Starting point is 00:40:21 the clock struck a certain hour, was that he kept himself to himself, and they were too much the lady to make up to a gentleman who so obviously did not want them. Pim encouraged his friends to jeer at Tommy's want of interest in the sex, thinking it a way of goading him to action. One evening, the bottles circulating, they mentioned one dolly, goddess at some bar, as a fit instructress for him. Course pleasantries passed, but for a time he writhed in silence, then burst upon them indignantly for their unmanly smirching of a woman's character, and swept out, leaving them a little shamed. That was very like Tommy. But presently a desire came over him to see this girl, and it came because they had hinted such dark things about her. That was like him also.

Starting point is 00:41:07 There was probably no harm in Dolly, though it is a man's proud right to question it in exchange for his bidders. She was tall and willowy, and stretched her neck like a swan, and returned you your change with a disdainful languor. To call such a haughty beauty, Dolly was one of the minor triumphs for a man, and Dolly they all called her, except the only one who could have given an artistic justification for it. This one was a bearded stranger who, when he knew that Pim and his friends were elsewhere, would enter the bar with a cigar in his mouth and ask for a whiskey and water, which was heroism again, for smoking was ever detestable to him, and whiskey more offensive than quinine. But these things are expected of you, and by asking for the whiskey you get in to talk with Dolly,

Starting point is 00:41:51 that is to say, you tell her several times what you want, and when she has served every other body, you get it. The commercial must be served first. In the bar room he blocked the way like royalty in the street. There is a crown for us all somewhere. Dolly seldom heard the bearded ones good evening. She could not possibly have heard the deer, for though it was there, it remained behind his teeth. She knew him only as the stiff man who got separated from his glass without complaining, and at first she put this down to forgetfulness and did nothing, so that he could go away without drinking, but by and by, wherever he left his tumbler, cunningly concealed behind a water bottle, or temptingly in front of a commercial, she restored it to him, and there was a

Starting point is 00:42:33 trinkle in her eye. "'You little rogue, so as you see through me!' Surely it was an easy thing to say, but what he did say was, thank you. Then to himself he said, ass, ass, ass. Sitting on the padded seat that ran the length of the room, and surreptitiously breaking his cigar against the cushions to help it on its way to an end, he brought his intellect to bear on dolly at a distance, and soon had a better knowledge of her than could be claimed by those who had dollied her for years. He also wove romances about her, some of them of too lively a character,

Starting point is 00:43:09 and others so noble and sad and beautiful that the tears came to his eyes, and Dolly thought he had been drinking. He could not have said whether he would prefer her to be good or bad. These were but his leisure moments, for doing the long working hours he was still at the exercises, toiling fondly and right-willing to tear himself asunder to get at the trick of writing. So he passed from exercises to the grand experiment. It was to be a tale, for there they had taken for granted, lay the treasure. Pim was most considerate at this time and mentioned a woman with an apology. I have kept away from them in the exercises, he said, in effect, because it would have been

Starting point is 00:43:48 useless, as well as cruel, to force you to labor on a subject so uncongenial to you, and for the same reason I have decided that it is to be a tale of adventure, in which the heroine need be little more than a beautiful sack of coals, which your cavalier carries about with him on his left shoulder. I am afraid we must have her to that extent, Thomas, but I am not asking much of you, dump her down as often as you like. And Thomas did his dogged best, the red light in his eye, though he had not and never could have had, the smallest instinct for story-writing. He knew to the fingertips how it is done. But forever he would have gone on breaking all the rules of the game. How he wrestled with himself. Sublime thoughts came to him, nearly all about that girl,

Starting point is 00:44:32 and he drove them away, for he knew they beat only against the march of his story, and whatever befall, the story must march. Relentlessly he followed in the track of his men, pushing the dreary dogs on to deeds of fowler. He tried making the lady human, and then she would not march. She sat still, and he talked about her. He dumped her down, and soon he was yawning. This weariness was what alarmed him most, for well he understood that there could be no treasure where the work was not engrossing play, and he doubted no more than Pim that for him the treasure was in the tail or nowhere. Had he not been sharpening his tools in this belief for years? Strange to reflect now that all the time he was hacking and sweating at that novel, the last he ever attempted, it was only marching towards

Starting point is 00:45:17 the waste-paper-basket. He had a fine capacity, as has been hinted, for self-deception, and in time, of course, he found a way of dodging the disquieting truth. This equally, of course, was by yielding to his impulses. He allowed himself an hour a day, when Pim was absent, in which he wrote the story as it seemed to want to write itself, and then he cut his piece out, which could be done quite easily, as it consisted only of moral. Lysings. Thus was his day brightened, and with this relaxation to look forward to be plotted on at his proper work, delving so hard that he could avoid asking himself why he was still delving. What shall we say? He was digging for the treasure in an orchard, and every now and again he came

Starting point is 00:45:59 out of his hole to pluck an apple. But though the apple was so sweet to the mouth, it never struck him that the treasure might be growing overhead. At first he destroyed the fruit of his stolen one hour, and even after he took to carrying it about fondly in his pocket, and to rewriting it in a splendid new form that had come to him just as he was stepping into bed. He continued to conceal it from his overseer's eyes. And still he thought all was over with him when Pim said the story did not march. It is a dead thing, Pim would roar, flinging down the manuscript. A dead thing, because the stakes your man is playing for, a woman's love, is less than a wooden counter to you. You are a fine piece of mechanism, my solemn-faced,

Starting point is 00:46:38 on, but you are a watch that won't go because you are not wound up. Nobody can wind the artist up except a chit of a girl, and how you are ever to get one to take pity on you, only the gods who look after men with a want can tell. It becomes more impenetrable every day, he said. No use you're sitting there tearing yourself to bits. Out into the street with you. I suspend these sittings until you can tell me you have kissed a girl. He was still saying this sort of thing when the famous letters were published, T. Sandy's author. Letters to a young man about to be married was the full title, and another almost applicable would have been,

Starting point is 00:47:16 bits cut out of a story because they prevented its marching. If you have any memory, you do not need to be told how, that splendid study, so ennobling, so penetrating, of woman at her best took the town. Tommy woke a famous man, and, except Elspeth, no one was more pleased than big-hearted, hopeless, bleary Pim. "'But how the—has it all come about?' he kept roaring. "'A woman can be anything that the man who loves her would have her be,' says the letters,

Starting point is 00:47:46 "'and, oh,' said woman everywhere, "'if all men had the same idea of us as Mr. Sandys.' "'To meet Mr. T. Sandys. Leaders of society wrote it on their invitation cards. Their daughters, a thirst for a new sensation, thrilled at the thought. "'Will he talk to us as nobly as he writes?' and oh how he was willing to do it especially if their noses were slightly tilted end of chapter two chapter three of tommy and grezell this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox dot org tommy and grezell by j m barry chapter three sandy's on woman can you kindly tell me the name of the book i want it is the commonest question asked at the circulating library by dainty ladies just out of the carriage and the librarian after looking them over can usually tell in the days we have now to speak of however he answered without looking them over

Starting point is 00:49:03 sandy's letters ah yes of course may i have it please i regret to find that it is out then the lady looked naughty why don't you have two copies she pouted madam said the librarian we have a thousand a small and very timid girl of eighteen with a neat figure that shrank from observation although it was already aware that it looked best in gray was there to drink in this music and carried it home in her heart. She was Elspeth, and that dear heart was almost too full at this time. I hesitate whether to tell or to conceal how it even created a disturbance in no less a place than the House of Commons. She was there with Mrs. Jerry, and the thing was recorded in the papers of the period in these blasting words, the Home Secretary was understood to be quoting a passage from letters to a young man, but we failed to catch its drift, owing to an unseemly interruption from the ladies' gallery. But what was it you cried out, Tommy asked Elspeth, when she thought she had told him everything.

Starting point is 00:50:17 Like all true women, she always began in the middle. Oh, Tommy, have I not told you? I cried out, I'm his sister. Thus, owing to Elspeth's behavior, it can never be known which was the past quoted in the house, but we may be sure of one thing, that it did the house good. That book did everybody good. Even Pim could only throw off its beneficent effects by a tremendous effort, and young men about to be married used to ask at the bookshops, not just for the letters, but simply for Sandy's on women, Sandy's on woman. acknowledging Tommy as the authority on the subject, like Mill on jurisprudence, or Thompson and Tate on the

Starting point is 00:51:14 differential calculus. Controversies raged about it. Some thought he asked too much of man, some thought he saw too much in women. There was a fear that young people, knowing at last how far short they fell of what they ought to be, might shrink from the matrimony that must expose them to each other, now that they had Sandys to guide them, and the persons who had simply married and risked it, and it was astounding what a number of them there proved to be, wrote to the papers suggesting that he might yield a little in the next edition. But Sandys remained firm. At first, they took for granted that he was a very aged gentleman. He had indeed hinted at this in a text, and when the truth came out, and just fancy he's not even married, the enthusiasm was doubled.

Starting point is 00:52:09 Not engaged, they cried. Don't tell that to me. No unmarried man could have written such a eulogy of marriage without being on the brink of it. Perhaps she was dead. It ran through the town that she was dead. Some knew which cemetery. The very first lady Mr. Sandys ever took in to dinner mentioned this rumor to him, not with vulgar curiosity, but delicately, with a hint of sympathy in waiting, and it must be remembered, in fairness to Tommy, that all artists love sympathy. This sympathy uncorked him, and our Tommy could flow comparatively free at last. Observe the delicious change. Has that story got abroad, he said simply,

Starting point is 00:52:57 the matter in one which I need not say I have never mentioned to a soul. Of course not, the lady said, and waited eagerly. If Tommy had been an expert, he might have turned the conversation to brighter topics, but he was not. There had already been long pauses, and in dinner talk it is perhaps allowable to fling on any faggot rather than let the fire go out. It is odd that I should be talking of it now, he said musingly. I suppose, she said gently, to bring him out of the reverie into which he had sunk,

Starting point is 00:53:33 I suppose it happened some time ago? Long, long ago, he answered. Having written as an aged person, he often found difficulty in remembering suddenly that he was two and twenty. But you are still a very young man. It seems long ago to me,

Starting point is 00:53:52 he said with a sigh. Was she beautiful? She was beautiful to my eyes, and as good I am sure as she was beautiful. Ah, me, said Tommy. His confidant was burning to no more and hoping they were being observed across the table, but she was a kind sentimental creature, though stout, or because of it, and she said, I'm so afraid that my questions pain you. No, no, said Tommy, who was very, very happy.

Starting point is 00:54:24 was it very sudden. Fever. Ah, but I meant your attachment. We met and we loved, he said with gentle dignity. That is the true way, said the lady. It is the only way, he said decisively. Mr. Sandys, you have been so good, I wonder if you would tell me her name. Felicity, he said, with emotion. Presently he looked up. It's very strange to me, he said wonderingly, to find myself saying these things to you who an hour ago were a complete stranger to me. But you are not like other women. No, indeed, said the lady warmly. That, he said, must be why I tell you what I have never told to another human being. How mysterious are the workings of the heart? Mr. Sandys, said the lady,

Starting point is 00:55:21 quite carried away. No words of mine can convey to you the pride with which I hear you say that. Be assured that I shall respect your confidences. She missed his next remark because she was wondering whether she dared ask him to come to dinner on the 25th, and then the ladies had to retire, and by the time he rejoined her, he was as tongue-tied as at the beginning. The cork had not been extracted. It had been knocked into the bottle, where it still often barred the way, and there was always, as we shall see, a flavor of it in the wine. You will get over yet. The summer and the flowers will come to you again, she managed to whisper to him kindheartedly as she was going. Thank you, he said, with that inscrutable face. It was far from his design to play a part. He had,

Starting point is 00:56:18 indeed had no design at all, but an opportunity for sentiment having presented itself, his mouth had opened as at a cherry. He did not laugh afterwards, even when he reflected how unexpectedly Felicity had come into his life. He thought of her rather with affectionate regard, and pictured her as a tall, slim girl in white. When he took a tall, slim girl in white into dinner, he could not help saying huskily. You remind me of one who was a very dear friend of mine. I was much startled when you came into the room. You mean someone who is dead?

Starting point is 00:56:59 She asked in awestruck tones. Fever, he said. You think I am like her in appearance? In every way, he said dreamily. The same sweet, pardon me, but it is very remarkable. even the tones of the voice are the same. I suppose I ought not to ask your age. I shall be 21 in August.

Starting point is 00:57:24 She would have been 21 in August had she lived, Tommy said with fervor. My dear young lady, this was the aged gentleman again, but she did not wince. He soon found out that they expect authors to say the oddest thing, and this proved to be a great help to him.

Starting point is 00:57:42 my dear young lady i feel that i know you very well that she said is only because i resemble your friend outwardly the real me she was a bit of a philosopher also you cannot know it all he smiled sadly has it ever struck you he asked that you are very unlike other women oh however could you have found that she exclaimed amazed almost before he knew how it came about he was on terms of very pleasant sentiment with this girl for they now shared between them a secret that he had confided to no one his face which had been so much against him hitherto was at last in his favor it showed so plainly that when he looked at her more softly or held her hand longer than his customary he was really thinking of that other of whom she was the image. Or if it did not precisely show that, it suggested something or other of that nature which did just as well. There was a sweet something between them, which brought them together and also kept them apart. It allowed them to go a certain length, while it was also reason why they could never, never exceed that distance.

Starting point is 00:59:10 and this was an ideal state for Tommy, who could be most loyal and tender so long as it was understood that he meant nothing in particular. She was the right kind of girl, too, and admired him the more, and perhaps went a step further, because he remained so true to Felicity's memory. You must not think him calculating in cold-blooded, for nothing could be less true to the fact, when not engaged, indeed, on his new work, he might waste some time planning scenes with exquisite ladies, in which he sparkled and or had a hidden sorrow he cared not which. But these scenes seldom came to life. He preferred very pretty girls to be rather stupid. Oh, the artistic instinct of the man. But instead of keeping them stupid, as he wanted to do,

Starting point is 01:00:06 he found himself trying to improve their minds. They screwed up their noses in the effort, meaning to thrill the celebrated beauty who had been especially invited to meet him. He devoted himself to a plain woman, for whose plainness a sudden pity had mastered him. For, like all true worshippers of beauty and women, he always showed best in the presence of plain ones.

Starting point is 01:00:33 with the intention of being a gallant knight to lady i won't tell the name a whim of the moment made him so stiff to her that she ultimately asked the reason and such a charmingly sad reason presented itself to him that she immediately invited him to her riverside party on thursday week he had the conversations and incidents for that party ready long before the day arrived he altered them and polished them as other young gentlemen in the same circumstances overhaul their boating costumes. But when he joined the party, there was among them the children's governess, and seeing her slighted, his blood boiled, and he was her attendant for the afternoon. Elspeth was not at this pleasant jink in high life. She had been invited, but her ladyship had once let Tommy kiss her hand for the first and last time, so he decided sternly that this was no place for Elspeth. When temptation was nigh, he first locked Elspeth up and then walked into it. With two in every three women, he was still as shy as ever, but the third he escorted

Starting point is 01:01:53 triumphantly to the conservatory. She did no harm to his work, rather sent him back to it refreshed. It was as if he were shooting the sentiment, which other young men get rid of more gradually by beginning earlier, and there were such accumulations of it that I don't know whether he ever made up on them. Punishment saw him in the night when he dreamed constantly that he was married, to whom scarcely mattered. He saw himself coming out of a church, a married man, and the fright woke him up. But with the daylight came again, his talent, dodging thought that were lying in weight. And he yielded as recklessly as before to every sentimental impulse. As illustration, take his humorous passage with Mrs. Jerry. Geraldine's

Starting point is 01:02:47 something was her name, but her friends called her Mrs. Jerry. She was a wealthy widow, Buxham, not a day over 30 when she was married, which might be at inappropriate moments, as immediately after she had expressed a desire to lead the higher life. But I have a theory, my dear, she said, solemnly to Elspeth, that no woman is able to do it who cannot see her own nose without the help of a mirror. She had taken a great fancy to Elspeth and made many engagements with her, and he had kept some of them, and the understanding was that she apprenticed herself to Tommy through Elspeth, he being too terrible to face by himself, or, as Mrs. Jerry expressed it, all knows.

Starting point is 01:03:37 So Tommy had seen very little of her and thought less, until one day, called by passionate request to sign her birthday book, and heard himself proposing to her instead. For one thing, it was twilight, and she had forgotten to ring for the lamps. That might have been enough, but there was more. She read to him part of a letter in which her hand was solicited in marriage, and for the life of me, said Mrs. Jerry, almost in tears, I cannot decide whether to say yes or no. This put Tommy in a most awkward position. There are probably men who could have got out of it without proposing, but to him there seemed at the moment no other way open. The letter complicated matters also by beginning,

Starting point is 01:04:28 Dear Jerry, and saying little Jerry further on, expressions which stirred him strangely. Why do you read this to me, he asked, in a voice that broke a little? Because you are so wise, she said. Do you mind? Do I mind? He exclaimed bitterly.

Starting point is 01:04:49 take care, you idiot, he said to himself. I was asking your advice only, is it too much? Not at all. I am quite the right man to consult at such a moment. Am I not? It was said with profound meaning, but his face was as usual. That is what I thought, she said in all good faith. You do not even understand, he cried, and he was also looking longingly at his hat. understand what. Jerry, he said, and tried to stop himself with the result that he added, Dear little Jerry, what am I doing? he groaned. She understood now. You don't mean, she began in amazement. Yes, he cried passionately. I love you. Will you be my wife? I am lost. Gracious, exclaimed Mrs. Jerry. And then on reflection,

Starting point is 01:05:48 she became indignant. I would not have believed it of you, she said scornfully. Is it my money or what? I'm not at all clever, so you must tell me. With Tommy, of course, it was not her money. Except when he had Elspeth to consider, he was as much a Kehoti about money as Pim himself,

Starting point is 01:06:09 and at no moment of his life was he a snobb. I'm sorry you should think so meanly of me, he said with dignity. lifting his hat, and he would have got away then, which, when you come to think of it, was what he wanted, had he been able to resist an impulse to heave a broken-hearted sigh at the door. Don't go yet, Mr. Sandys, she begged. I may have been hasty, and yet why we are merely acquaintances. He had meant to be very careful now, but that word sent him off again. acquaintances he cried no we were never that it almost seemed to me that you avoided me you noticed it he said eagerly at least you do me that justice oh how i tried to avoid you

Starting point is 01:07:02 it was because alas she was touched of course but still puzzled we know so little of each other she said i see he replied that you know me very little mrs jerry but you oh jerry jerry i know you as no other man has ever known you i wish i had proof of it she said helplessly proof she should not have asked tommy for proof she should not have asked tommy for proof i know he cried how unlike all other women you are to the world you are like the rest but in your heart you know that you are different you know it and i know it and no other person knows it yes mrs jerry knew it and had often marvelled over it in its occlusion of her boudoir but that another should have found it out was strange and almost terrifying i know you love me now she said softly Only love could have shown you that. But, oh, let me go away for a minute to think, and she ran out of the room. Other suitors have been left for a space in Tommy's state of doubt, but never it may be hoped with the same emotions.

Starting point is 01:08:20 Oh, heavens, if she should accept him. He saw Elspeth sickening and dying of the news. His guardian angel, however, was very good to Tommy at this time. or perhaps like cannibals with their prisoner, the god of sentiment, who has a tale, was fattening him for a future feast, and Mrs. Jerry's answer was that it could never be. Tommy bowed his head, but she hoped he would let her be his very dear friend. It would be the proudest recollection of her life that Mr. Sandy's had entertained such feelings for her. Nothing could have been better, and he should have found difficulty in concealing his delight.

Starting point is 01:09:06 But this strange Tommy was really feeling his part again. It was an unforced tear that came to his eye. Quite naturally, he looked long and wistfully at her. Jerry, Jerry, he articulated huskily, and whatever the words mean in these circumstances he really meant. then he put his lips to her hand for the first and last time and so was gone broken but grave he was in splendid fetal for writing that evening wild animals sleep after gorging but it sent this monster refreshed to his work nevertheless the incident gave him some uneasy reflections was he indeed a monster was one that he could dodge as yet but suppose mrs jerry told his dear elspeth of what had happened she had said she would not but a secret in mrs jerry's breast was like her pug in her arms always kicking to get free elspeth said tommy what do you say to going north and having a sight of thrums again

Starting point is 01:10:18 he knew what she would say they had been talking for years of going back it was a great day that all her correspondence with old friends and thirms look forward to they made little of you tommy she said when we left but i'm thinking they will all be at their windows when you go back oh replied thomas that's nothing but i should like to shake core by the hand again And Aaron, said Elspeth. She was knitting stockings for Aaron at that moment. And Gavina, Tommy said. And the Dominic. And A. Lee. And then came an awkward pause.

Starting point is 01:11:04 For they were both thinking of that independent girl called Griselle. She was seldom discussed. Tommy was oddly shy about mentioning her name. He would have preferred Elspeth to me. mention it, and Elspeth had misgivings that this was so, with a result that neither could say Griselle, without wondering what was in the other's mind. Tummy had written twice to Griselle, the first time unknown to Elspeth, but that was in the days when the ladies of the penny numbers were disturbing him, and against his better judgment, for well he knew she would never stand it.

Starting point is 01:11:44 He had begun his letter with these mad words. Dear little woman, she did not answer this, but soon afterwards she wrote to Elspeth, and he was not mentioned in the letter proper, but it carried a sting in its tail. P.S. it said, how is sentimental Tommy? None but a fiend in human shape could have written thus, and Elspeth put her protecting arms around. her brother. Now we know what Griselle is, she said. I am done with her now. But when Tommy had got back his wind, and he said nobly, I'll call her no names, if this is how she likes to repay me

Starting point is 01:12:28 for all my kindness letter. But Elspeth, if I have the chance, I shall go on being good to her just the same. Elspeth adored him for it, but Griselle would have stamped had she known. He had that comfort. The second letter he never posted. It was written a few months before he became a celebrity and had very fine things indeed in it. For old Dr. McQueen, Griselle's dear friend had just died at his post, and it was a letter of condolence. While Tommy wrote it, he was in a quiver of genuine emotion, as he was very pleased to feel and it had a specially satisfying bit about death, and the world never being the same again he knew it was good but he did not send it to her for no reason i can discover save that postscripts jarred on him end of chapter three recording by sheila blunt chapter four of tommy and grezell this is a livervox recording all livervox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please

Starting point is 01:13:51 visit livervox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry, Chapter 4. Grizzell of the Crooked Smile. To expose Tommy for what he was, to appear to be scrupulously fair to him so that I might really damage him the more, that is what I set out to do in this book, and always when he seemed to be finding a way of getting round me. as I had a secret dread he might do. I was to remember Griselle and be obdurate.

Starting point is 01:14:25 But if I have so far got past some of his virtues without even mentioning them, and I have, I know how many opportunities for discrediting him have been missed, and that would not greatly matter. There are so many more to come if Griselle were on my side. But she is not. Throughout those first chapters a voice has been crying to me. take care if you hurt him you will hurt me and i know it to be the voice of grezell and i seem to see her rocking her arms as she used to rock them when excited in the days of her innocent childhood don't don't don't she cried at every cruel word i gave him and she to whom it was ever such agony to weep dropped a tear upon each word so that they were obliterated And surely I knew him best, she said, and I always loved him.

Starting point is 01:15:23 And she stood there defending him with her hand on her heart to conceal the gaping wound that Tommy had made. Well, if Griselle had always loved him, there were surely something fine and rare about Tommy, but what was it, Griselle? Why did you always love him? You who saw into him so well and demanded so much of men. when I ask that question the spirit that hovers round my desk to protect Tommy from me, rocks her arms mournfully, and as if she did not know the answer. It is only when I seem to see her as she so often was in life,

Starting point is 01:16:04 before she got that wound and after bending over some little child and looking up radiant, and I think I suddenly know why she always loved Tommy. It was because he had such need of her. I don't know whether you remember, but there were once some children who played at Jacobites in the Thrums' den under Tommy's leadership. Elspeth, of course, was one of them. And there were Corpcia and Gavina, and lastly, there was Griselle. Had Tommy's parents been alive, she would not have been allowed to join, for she was a painted lady's child. But Tommy insisted on having her, and Griselle thought it was just sweet of him.

Starting point is 01:16:48 He also chatted with her in public places, as if she were a respectable character, and oh, how she longed to be respectable. But on the other hand, he was the first to point out how suburbally he was behaving, and his ways were masterful. So the independent girl would not be Captain's wife. If he said she was Captain's wife, he had to apologize, and if he merely looked it, he had to apologize just the same. One night, the painted lady, died in the den,

Starting point is 01:17:19 and then it would have gone hard with the lonely girl, had not Dr. McQueen made her his little housekeeper. Not out of pity, he vowed. She was so anxious to be told that, but because he was an old bachelor sorely in need of someone to take care of him, and how she took care of him. But though she was so happy now, she knew that she must be very careful, for there was something in her blood that might waken and prevent her being a good woman. She thought it would be sweet to be good. She told all this to Tommy, and he was profoundly interested and consulted a wise man, whose advice was that when she grew up, she should be wary of any man whom she liked and mistrusted in one breath. Meaning to do her a service, Tommy communicated this to her. And then, what do you think? Griselle would, would,

Starting point is 01:18:09 have no more dealings with him. By and by the gods in a sportive mood sent him to labor on a farm, whence, as we have seen, he found a way to London. And while he was growing into a man, Griselle became a woman. At the time of the doctor's death, she was 19, tall and graceful, and very dark and pale. When the winds of the day flushed her cheek, she was beautiful. But it was a beauty that hid the mystery of her face. The sun, made her marry, but she looked more noble when it had set. Then her pallor shone with a soft, radiant light, as though the mystery and sadness and serenity of the moon were in it. The full beauty of Griselle came out only at night, like the stars. I had made up my mind that when

Starting point is 01:18:58 the time came to describe Griselle's mere outward appearance, I should refuse her that word beautiful because of her tilted nose. But now that the time has come, I won't. I won't. I wonder at myself. Probably when I am chapters ahead, I shall return to this one and strike out the word beautiful, and then as likely as not I shall come back afterwards and put it in again. Whether it will be there at the end, God knows. Her eyes at least were beautiful. They were unusually far apart and let you look straight into them, and never quivered. They were such clear, gray searching eyes they seemed always to be asking for the truth. and she had an adorable mouth. In repose it was, perhaps, hard because it shut so decisively,

Starting point is 01:19:47 but often it screwed up provokingly at one side as when she smiled or was sorry, or for no particular reason, for she seemed unable to control this vagary, which was perhaps a little bit of babyhood that had forgotten to grow up with the rest of her. At those moments, the essence of all that was characteristic and delicious about her seemed to have run to her mouth, so that to kiss Griselle on her crooked smile would have been to kiss the whole of her at once. She had a quaint way of nodding her head at you when she was talking. It made you forget what she was saying, though it was really meant to have precisely the opposite effect. Her voice was rich, with many inflections, when she had much to say it gurgled like a steam in a hurry. But its cooling

Starting point is 01:20:37 note was best worth remembering at the end of the day. There were times when she looked like a boy. Her almost gallant bearing, the poise of her head, her noble frankness, they all had something in them of a princely boy who had never known fear. I have no wish to hide her defects. I would rather linger over them because they were part of Griselle, and I'm sorry to see them go one by one. Thrums had not taken her to its heart. She, She was a proud purse, they said, meaning she had a haughty walk. Her sense of justice was too great. She scorned frailties that she should have pitied.

Starting point is 01:21:17 How strange to think that there was a time when pity was not the feeling that leaked to Griselle's bosom first. She did not care for study. She learned French and the piano fort to please the doctor, but she preferred to be sewing or dusting. When she might have been reading, she was perhaps making for herself one of those costumes that annoyed every lady of thrums who employed a dressmaker. Or more probably, it was a delicious garment for a baby. For as soon as Griselle heard that there was a new baby anywhere, all her intellect deserted her, and she became a slave. Books often irritated her because she disagreed with the author, and it was a torment to her to find other people holding to their

Starting point is 01:22:01 views when she was so certain that hers were right. In church, she sometimes rocked her arms, and the old doctor by her side knew that it was because she could not get up and contradict the minister. She was, I presume, the only young lady who ever dared to say that she hated Sunday, because there was so much sitting still in it. Sitting still did not suit Griselle. At all other times, she was happy, but then her mind wandered back to the thoughts that had lived too closely with her in the old days, and she was troubled. What woke her from these reveries was probably the doctor's hand placed very tenderly on her shoulder, and then she would start and wonder how long he had been watching her and what were the grave thoughts behind his

Starting point is 01:22:48 cheerful face. For the doctor never looked more cheerful than when he was drawing Griselle away from the ugly past, and he talked to her as if he had noticed nothing. But after he went upstairs, he would pace his bedroom for a long time. And Griselle listened and knew that he had noticed. He said, he was thinking about her. Then perhaps she would run up to him and put her arms around his neck. These scenes brought the doctor and Griselle very close together, but they became rarer as she grew up. And then for once that she was troubled, she was a hundred times irresponsible with glee. And, oh, you dearest, darlingest, she would cry to him, I must dance. I must, I must, though it is a fast day. And you must dance with your mother,

Starting point is 01:23:37 this instant, I'm so happy, so happy. Mother was his nickname for her. And she delighted in the word. She lorded it over him as if he were her troublesome boy. How could she be other than glorious when there was so much to do? The work inside the house she made for herself and outside the doctor made it for her. At last he had found for a nurse, a woman who could follow his instructions, literally, who understood that if he said five o'clock for the medicine, the chap of six would not do as well, who did not in her heart despise the thermometer, and who resolutely prevented the patient from skipping out of bed to change her pillow slips because the minister was expected. Such tyranny enraged every sufferer who had been ill before and got better.

Starting point is 01:24:28 But what they chiefly complained of to the doctor, and he agreed with a humorous sigh, was her masterfulness about fresh air and cold water. Windows were open that had never been open before. They yielded to her pressure with a groan. And as for cold water, it might have been said that a bath followed her wherever she went. Not mark me for putting your hands and face in, not even for your feet,

Starting point is 01:24:56 but in you must go the whole of you. As if, they said indignantly, there was something the matter with our skin. She could not gossip, not even with a doctor who liked it of an evening when he had got into his carpet shoes, there was no use telling her a secret, for she kept it to herself forevermore. She had ideas about how men should serve a woman, even the humblest, that made the men gaze with wonder and the women, curiously enough, with irritation.

Starting point is 01:25:25 Her greatest scorn was for girls who made themselves cheap with men, and she could not hide it. It was a physical pain to Griselle to hide her feelings, they popped out in her face, if not in words, and were always in advance of her self-control. To the doctor, this impulsiveness was pathetic. He loved her for it, but it sometimes made him uneasy. He died in the scarlet fever year. I'm smitten, he suddenly said at a bedside, and a week afterwards he was gone. We must speak of it now, Griselle, he said, when he knew that he was dying. she pressed his hand she knew to what he was referring yes she said i should love you to speak of it now you and i have always fought shy of it he said making a pretense that it had altogether passed away i thought that was best for you

Starting point is 01:26:23 dearest darlingest she said i know i have always known and you he said you pretended because you thought it was best for me she nodded and we saw through each other all the time she said grezell has it passed away altogether now her grip upon his hand did not tighten in the least yes she could say honestly it has altogether passed away and you have no more fear no none it was his great reward for all that he had done for grezell i know what you were thinking of she said when he did not speak you're thinking of the haunted little girl you rescued seven years ago? No, he answered. I was thanking God for the brave, wholesome woman she has grown into, and for something else, Griselle, for letting me live to see it. To do it, she said, pressing his hand to her breast. She was a strange girl, and she had to speak her mind. I don't think God has done it at all, she said. I don't even think that he told you to do it. I think he just said to you, there is a painted lady's child at your door.

Starting point is 01:27:34 you can save her if you like. No, she went on, when he would have interposed. I am sure he did not want to do it at all. He even left a little bit of it to me to do myself. I love to think that I have done a tiny bit of it myself. I think it is the sweetest thing about God that he lets us do some of it ourselves. Do I hurt you, darling?

Starting point is 01:27:58 No, she did not hurt him, for he understood her. But you are naturally so impulsive, said. It has often been a sharp pain to me to see you so careful. It was not a pain to me to be careful. It was a joy. Oh, the thousand dear, delightful joys I have had with you. It has made you strong, Griselle, and I rejoice in that. But sometimes I fear that it has made you too difficult to win. I don't want to be won, she told him. You don't quite mean that, Griselle. No, she said at once. whispered to him impulsively, it is the only thing I am at all afraid of now. What? Love. You will not be afraid when it comes. But I want to be afraid, she said.

Starting point is 01:28:49 You need not, he answered. The man on whom those clear eyes rest lovingly will be worthy of it all. If he were not, they would be the first to find him out. But need that make any difference, she asked, perhaps, though, I found him out, I should love him just the same. Not unless you loved him first, Griselle. No, she said it once again. I am not really afraid of love. She whispered to him, you have made me so happy that I am afraid of nothing. Yet she wondered a little, that he was not afraid to die. But when she told him this, he smiled and said,

Starting point is 01:29:27 Everybody fears death except those who are dying. and when she asked if he had anything on his mind, he said, I leave the world without a care. Not that I have seen all I would fain have seen, many a time, especially this last year when I have seen the mother in you crooning to some neighbor's child, I have thought to myself, I don't know my grizzle yet. I have seen her in the bud only, and I would fain, he broke off. But I have no fears, he said, as I lie here with you sitting by

Starting point is 01:30:00 my side, looking so serene, I can say for the first time for half a century that I have nothing on my mind. But Griselle, I should have married, he told her. The chief lesson my life has taught me is that they are poor critters, the men who don't marry. If you had married, she said, you might never have been able to help me. It is you who have helped me, he replied. God sent the child. He was the most reluctant to give any of us up. A, Griselle, that's what my life has taught me, and it's all I can leave to you. The last he saw of her, she was holding his hand, and her eyes were dry, her teeth were clenched, but there was a brave smile upon her face, for he had told her that it was thus he would like to see her at the end.

Starting point is 01:30:52 After his death, she continued to live at the old house. He had left, to her. I wanted to remain in the family, he said. With all his savings, which were quite sufficient for the needs of such a manager, he had also left her plenty to do, and that was a still sweeter legacy. And the other Jacobites, what of them? Hi, where are you, Corr? Here he comes, grinning in his split new uniform to demand our tickets of us. He is now the railway porter. since Tommy left Thrum's steam had arrived in it, and Corr had by nature given a gift for giving luggage the twist which breaks everything inside as you dump it down that he was inevitably appointed Porter. There was no traveling to Thrums without a ticket. At Tilly Drum, which was the

Starting point is 01:31:45 junction for Thrums, you showed your ticket and were then locked in, a hundred yards from Thrums. Corb leaked upon the train, and fiercely demanded your ticket. At the station, he asked you threateningly whether you had given up your ticket. Even his wife was afraid of him at such times, and had her ticket ready in her hand. His wife was one Gavina, and she had no fear of him except when she was traveling. To his face, she referred to him as a doited sumpth. But to Griselle, pleading for him, she admitted that despite his warts and quarrelsome legs, he was a great big muckle-sonsie, stout, birdly, well-set-up, wise-like, havering man.

Starting point is 01:32:31 When first Corp had proposed to her, she gave him a clout on the head, and so little did he know of the sex that this discouraged him. He continued, however, to propose, and she to clout him, until he heard, accidentally, he woke up in church, of a man in the Bible who had wooed a woman for seven years, And this example he determined to emulate. But when Gavina heard of it, she was so furious that she took him at once. Dazed by his good fortune, he rushed off with it to his aunt, whom he wearied with his repetition of the great news.

Starting point is 01:33:08 To your bed with you, she said, yawning. Bed, cried Core indignantly, and so, auntie, says Gavina. Yes, says she, I hate you. Those were her never to be forgotten words. you pitiful object answered his aunt men have been married afore now without makin sick a stramish i dar say retorted cor but the hinnah married gavinia and this is the best-known answer to the sneer of the cynic he was a public nuisance that night and knocked various people up after they had gone to bed to tell them that gavina was to have him he was eventually led home by kindly though indignant neighbors but early morning found him in the country carrying the news from farm to farm. No, I winn to sit down, he said. I just cried in to tell you, Gavina is to Amy. Six miles from home, he saw a mud house on the top of the hill and ascended genially.

Starting point is 01:34:08 He found at their porridge a very old lady with a nutcracker face and a small boy. We shall see them again. Old wifie, said Cor, I didn't akin you, but I've just stepped up to tell you that gavina is to hami. It made him the butt of the sportive. If he or gavina were nigh, they gathered their fowls round them and then said, hens, I didn't you bring you here to feed you, but just to tell you that gavina is to hamy. This flustered gavina. But Grizell, who enjoyed her own jokes too heartily to have more than a polite interest in those of other people, said to her, how can you be angry? I think it was just sweet of him. But,

Starting point is 01:34:51 was it no vulgar? Vulgar, said Griselle. Why, Gavina, that is how every lady would like a man to love her. And then Gavina beamed. I'm glad you say that, she said, for though I wouldn't tell Cork for worlds, I felt like it that. But Griselle told Core that Gavina liked it.

Starting point is 01:35:11 It was the proof, she said, smiling, that you have the right to marry her. You have shown your ticket. Never give it up, Core. About a year afterwards, Corp, armed in his Sunday stand, rushed to Griselle's house, occasionally stopping to slap his shiny knees. Griselle, he cried, there's somebody come to thrums without a ticket. Then he remembered Gavina's instructions. Mrs. Shiach's compliments, he said ponderously, and it's a boy.

Starting point is 01:35:41 Oh, Corr exclaimed Griselle, and immediately began to put on her hat and jacket. Corr watched her uneasily. Mrs. Sheaq's compliments, he said firmly. And he's our young to be bathed yet, and she's odd to show him off to you, he hastened to add. Tell Griselle was her first words. Tell Griselle. They were among the first words of many mothers. None they were aware would receive the news with quite such glee as she.

Starting point is 01:36:10 They might think her cold and reserved with themselves, but to see the look on her face as she bent over a baby, and to know that the baby was yours. What a way she had with them. She always welcomed them, as if in coming they had performed a great feat. That is what babies are agape for from the beginning. Had they been able to speak, they would have said, tell Griselle themselves. And Mrs. Sheaft's compliments, Corb remembered, and she would be windy if you would carry the Baron out the christening. I should love it, Corb. Have you decided on the name? Lang-zine. Jin, if it were a lassie, we were to call her Griselle. Oh, how sweet of you. After the finest lassie we ever Kent, continued Corp, stoutly. But I was sure it would be a laddie. Why?

Starting point is 01:37:03 Because if it was a laddie, it was to be called after him, he said with emphasis on the last word. And thinks I to myself, he'll find a way. What a critter he was for finding away, Griselle, and he looked at so holy at the time, do you mind that swear word of his stroke? It just meant damn, but he could make even Dan look holy. You are to call the baby Tommy? He'll be christened Thomas Sandy's Sheik, said Corp.

Starting point is 01:37:36 I hankered after putting something out of the Jacobites until his name, and I says to Gabinia, let's call him Thomas Sandy's stroke, sheikh, says I, and the minister will be named the wiser, but Gavina was scandalized. Griselle reflected, Cor, she said, I am sure Gavina's sister will expect to be asked to carry the baby. I don't think I want to do it. After you promised, cried Corr much hurt. I never kent you to break a promise afore. I will do it, Corr, she said at once. She did not know then that Tommy would be in church to witness the ceremony, but she knew before she walked down the aisle with T.S. Sheik in her

Starting point is 01:38:21 arms. It was the first time that Tommy and she had seen each other for seven years. That day, he almost rivaled his namesake in the interests of the congregation, who, however, took prodigious care that he should not see it. All except Griselle. She smiled a welcome to him, and he knew that her serene gray eyes were watching him. End of Chapter 4, recorded by Sheila Blunt. Chapter 5 of Tommy and Grizzell. This is a Libervox recording. All Libervox recordings are in the public domain.

Starting point is 01:39:04 For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry, Chapter 5. The Tommy myth. On the evening before the christening, Aaron Lata, his head sunk farther into his shoulders, his beard gone grayer, no other perceptible difference in a dreary man

Starting point is 01:39:30 since we last saw him in the book of Tommy's boyhood, had met the brother and sister at the station, a barrow with him for their luggage. It was a great hour for him as he wheeled the barrow homeward, Elspeth once more at his side, but he could say nothing heartsome in Tommy's presence, and Tommy was as uncomfortable in his.

Starting point is 01:39:52 The old strained relations between these two seemed to begin again at once. They were as self-conscious as two Mastiff's meeting in the street, and both breathed a sigh of relief when Tommy fell behind. Your Bonnie, Elspeth, Aaron then said eagerly, I'm glad, glad to see you again. And him too, Aaron. "'Aren?' Ellspeth pleaded.

Starting point is 01:40:17 "'He took you away from me. "'He has brought me back. "'Aye, and he has but to whistle to you in a way you go with him again. "'He's o'er granted by de long here now.' "'You don't know him, Aaron. "'We are to stay a long time. "'Do you know Mrs. McLean invited us to stay with her? "'I suppose she thought your house was so small.

Starting point is 01:40:40 "'But Tommy said, "'The house of the man who befriended us when we were children shall never be too small for us. Did he say that? Hey, but Elspeth, I would rather hear what you said. I said it was to dear good Aaron Latter I was going back and to no one else. God bless you for that, Elspeth. And Tommy, she went on, must have his old Garrett room again to write as well as sleep in, and the little room you partitioned off the kitchen

Starting point is 01:41:11 will do nicely for me. There's no window in it, replied. Aaron, but it will do fine for you, Elspeth. He was almost chuckling, for he had a surprise in waiting for her. This way, he said excitedly, when she would have gone into the kitchen, and he flung open the door of what had been his warping room. The warping mill was gone. Everything that had been there was gone. What met the delighted eyes of Elspeth and Tommy was a cozy parlor, which became a bedroom when you opened that other door. You are a letty now, and Elspeth. Aaron said, Husky with pride, and you have a Lettie's room. Do you see the piano?

Starting point is 01:41:52 He had given up the warping, having at last, Twa-300 in the bank, and all the work he did now was at a loom which he had put into the kitchen to keep him out of Langer. I have sorted up the garretteau for you, he said to Tommy, but this is Elspeth's room. As if Tommy would take it from me, said Elspeth, running into the kitchen to hug this dear Aaron. You may laugh, Aaron replied vindictively, but he is taking it for you already. And later, when Tommy was out of the way, he explained his meaning. I did it all for you, Elspeth.

Starting point is 01:42:31 Elspeth's room, I called it. When I bought the mahogany armchair, that's Elspeth's chair, I said to myself. And when I bought the bed, it's hers, I said. A, but I was soon disannulled of that date, for in spite of me they were all God for him. Not a rhythm in that room is yours or mine, Elspeth. Every mullin belongs to him. But who says so, Aaron, I'm sure he won't.

Starting point is 01:42:59 I didn't akin them. They are Lettys that come here in their carriages to see the house where Thomas Sandys was born. But Aaron, he was born in London. They think he was born in this house, Aaron replied doggedly, and it's no for me to cheapen him. Oh, Aaron, you pretend. I was never very fond of him, Aaron admitted, but I went a cheapen Jean Miles Barron, and when they chap at my door and say they would like to see the room, Thomas Sandys was born in, I let them see the best room I have. So that's how he has laid hands on your parlor, Elspeth. I can get rid of them, they gee a squeak and cry,

Starting point is 01:43:43 Was that time of Sandy's bed? And I says it was. That's him taking the very bed for you, Elspeth. You might at least have shown them his bed in the garage, she said. It's a shilpet-bit thing, he answered, and I win or cheapen him. They're curious, too, to see his favorite seat. It was the fender, she declared. It was, he assented, but it's no for me to cheaply.

Starting point is 01:44:10 him, so I let him see your new mahogany chair. Thomas Sandy's chair, they call it, and they sit down in it reverently. They win to even leave you with the piano. Was this Thomas Sandy's piano? They spear? It was, says I. And Sindh they go for it. His under lip shot out, a sure sign that he was angry. I didn't blame him, he said, but he had the same. masterful way of scooping everything into his lap when he was a laddie, and I like him none the mare for it, and from this position, Aaron would not budge. Quite right, too, Tommy said when he heard of it, but you can tell him, Elspeth, that we shall allow no more of those prying women to come in, and he really meant this, for he was a modest man that day, was Tommy. Nevertheless, he was perhaps

Starting point is 01:45:06 a little annoyed to find, as the days went on. that no more ladies came to be turned away. He heard that they had also been unable to resist the desire to shake hands with Thomas Sandy's schoolmaster. It must have been a pleasure to teach him, they said to Cathrow. Ah, me, ah me, Catherow replied, enigmatically. It had so often been a pleasure to Cathero to thrash him. Genius is odd, they say. Did he ever give you any trouble?

Starting point is 01:45:40 We were like father and son, he assured them. With natural pride, he showed them the ink pot into which Thomas Sandies had dipped as a boy. They were very grateful for his interesting reminiscence that when the pot was too full, Thomas inked his fingers. He presented several of them with the ink pot. Two ladies who came together bothered him by asking what the high black adder competition was. They had been advised to inquire of him. about Thomas Sandy's connection therewith by another schoolmaster, a Mr. Ogilvy, whom they had met in one of the glens. Mr. Cathra winced, and then explained with emphasis, that the Hugh Blackadder was a competition in which the local ministers were the sole judges. He therefore referred the ladies to them. The ladies did go to a local minister for enlightenment to Mr. Dishart, but after reflecting Mr. Dishert said that it was too long a story, and this answer seemed to amuse Mr. Ogilvy, who happened to be present. It was Mr. McLean, who retailed this news to Tommy. He and A. Lee had walked home from church with the newcomers on the day after their arrival,

Starting point is 01:46:59 the day of the christening. They had not gone into Aaron's house, for you are looked askance at in thrums if you pay visits on Sundays. but they had stood for a long time gossiping at the door, which is permitted by the strictest. Ailey was in a Twitter, as of old, and not able even to speak of her husband without an apologetic look to the ladies who had not. And oh, how proud she was of Tommy's fame! Her eyes were an offering to him. Don't take her as a sample of the place, though, Mr. McLean warned him. For Thrums does not catch fire so readily as London.

Starting point is 01:47:39 it was quite true. I was at the school whim, they said up there, and implied that this damned his book. But there were two faithful souls, or more strictly one, for Corp could never have carried it through without Gavignia's help. Tommy called on them promptly at their house in the belly's bray, four rooms but a lodger, and said almost before he had time to look that the baby had core's chin and gabinia's eyes. They had made this up on the way. He also wanted to say so desirous was he of pleasing his old friends that he should like to hold the baby in his arms. But it was such a thundering lie that even an author could not say it. Tommy sat down in that house with a very warm heart for its inmates, but they chilled him. Gavina with her stiff words and

Starting point is 01:48:35 "'Cor, by looking miserable instead of joyous?' "'I expected you to come to me first, Core,' said Tommy reproachfully. "'I had scarcely a word with you at the station.' "'He couldn't have presumed,' replied Gavina primly. "'I couldn't have presumed,' said Corr, with a groan. "'Fudge,' Tommy said. "'You are my greatest friend, and I like you as much as ever, Core.' "'Corps face shone, but Gavina said it.

Starting point is 01:49:05 once. You weren't as sick great friends as that, were you, man? No, Corr replied, gloomily. Whatever has come over you both? asked Tommy and surprise. You will be saying next, Gavina, that we never played at Jacobites in the den. I didn't deny that Cor and me play, Gavina answered determinedly, but you didn't. You said to us, think shame. You said to be playing vulgar games when you could be reading superior books. They were his very words, where they know, man, she demanded of her unhappy husband

Starting point is 01:49:41 with a threatening look. They were, said Cor, in deepest gloom. I must get to the bottom of this, said Tommy Rising, and as you are too great a coward, Cora, to tell the truth with that shameless woman glowering at you, out to go, Gavina,

Starting point is 01:49:58 and take your disgraced baron with you. Do as you are told you, Bissom, for I am Captain Stroke again. Cor was choking with delight, as Gavina withdrew heartily. I was sure you would sort her, he said, rubbing his hands. I was sure you wasn't the kind of the ashamed of old friends.

Starting point is 01:50:18 But what does it mean? She has a notion, Corr explained, growing grave again, that it wouldn't a do for you to own the like of us. We mon are cheapen him, she said. She wanted you to see. see that we hinnabin chiepheen in you, he said in a sepulchral voice. There has been lettys here, and they want to kin what Thomas Sandys was like as a boy.

Starting point is 01:50:43 It's me they aspire for, but Gavina, she just shoves me out of sight and says she, leave them to me. Corr told Tommy some of the things Gavina said about Thomas Sandy's as a boy, how he sat wrapped in church, and instead of going bird nesting, lay on the ground listening to the beautiful little warblers overhead and gave all his pennies to poorer children, and could repeat the shorter catechism, beginning at either end, and was very respectful to the aged and infirm, and of a yielding disposition, and said from his earliest years, I don't want to be great, I just want to be good. How could she make them all up, Tommy asked, with respectful homage to Govina. Cor, with his eye on the door, produced from beneath the bed, a little book with colored

Starting point is 01:51:33 pictures. It was entitled, Great Boyhoods, by Aunt Martha. She doesn't make them up, he whispered. She gets them out of this. And you back her up, Cor, even when she says I was not your friend? It was like a to-knife until me, replied Loyal Corp, every time I forswore you, it was like to knife, but I did it, I, and I'll go on doing it if you think my friendship cheapens you. Tommy was much moved and gripped his old lieutenant by the hand. He also called Gavina Ben,

Starting point is 01:52:11 and before she could ward him off, the masterful rogue had saluted her on the cheek. That, said Tommy, is to show you that I am as fond of the old times and my old friends as ever, and the moment you deny it, I shall take you to be Gavina. that you want another kiss. He's just the same, Cora remarked ecstatically, when Tommy had gone. I didn't deny, Gavina said,

Starting point is 01:52:37 but what he's fell taken, and for a time they ruminated. Gavina, said Cora suddenly, I wouldn't have wondered, but what he's a gay lad with the women. What makes you think that? She replied coldly, and he had the prudence not to say.

Starting point is 01:52:54 He should have followed his hero home to be disabused of this monstrous notion, for even while it was being propounded, Tommy was sitting in such an agony of silence in a woman's presence, that she could not resist smiling a crooked smile at him. His want of words did not displease Grizzell. She was of opinion that young men should always be a little awed by young ladies. He had found her with Elspeth on his return home. Would Grizzle call and be friendly, he had asked himself,

Starting point is 01:53:26 many times since he saw her in church yesterday, and Elspeth was as curious. Each wanted to know what the other thought of her, but neither had the courage to inquire. They both wanted to know so much. Her name had been mentioned, but casually, not a word to indicate that she had grown up since they saw her last. The longer Tommy remained silent, the more he knew did Elspeth suspect him. He would have liked to say in a careless voice. Rather pretty, isn't she? But he felt that this little Elspeth would see through him at once. For at the first glance he had seen what Griselle was, and a thrill of joy passed through him as he drank her in. It was but the joy of the eyes for the first moment, but it ran to his heart to say, This is the little hunted girl that was, and Tommy was moved with a manly gladness that the girl who once

Starting point is 01:54:23 was so fearful of the future had grown into this. The same unselfish delight in her, for her own sake, came over him again when he shook hands with her in Aaron's parlor. This glorious creature with the serene eyes and the noble shoulders had been the hunted child of the double dykes. He would have liked to race back into the past and bring little Griselle here to look. How many boyish memories he recalled, and she was in every one of them. His heart held nothing but honest joy in this meaning after so many years. He longed to tell her how sincerely he was still her friend. Well, why don't you tell her, Tommy?

Starting point is 01:55:06 It's a thing you are good at, and you have been polishing up the phrases ever since she passed down the aisle with Master Sheik in her arms. You have even planned out a way of putting Griselle at her ease, and behold, she is the only one of the three who is at ease. what has come over you? Does the reader think it was love? No, it was only that Paul of shyness. He tried to fling it off but could not.

Starting point is 01:55:34 Behold Tommy being buried alive. Elspeth showed less contemptibly than her brother, but it was Griselle who did most of the talking. She nodded her head and smiled crookedly at Tommy, but she was watching him all the time. She wore a dress in which brown and yellow mingled as in woods on an autumn day, and the jacket had a high collar of fur over which she watched him. Let us say that she was watching to see whether any of the old Tommy was left in him.

Starting point is 01:56:09 Yet, with this problem confronting her, she also had time to study the outer man. Tommy the dandy, his velvet jacket, a new one, his brazen waistcoat, His poetic neckerchief, his spotless linen. His velvet jacket was to become the derision of thrums. But Tommy took his bonneting haughtily, like one who was glad to suffer for a cause. There were to be meetings here and there where people told with awe how many shirts he sent weekly to the wash.

Starting point is 01:56:43 Griselle disdained his dandy tastes. Why did not Elspeth strip him of them? And, oh, if he must wear that, absurd waistcoat, could she not see that it would look another thing if the second button was put half an inch farther back? How sinful of him to spoil the shape of his silly velvet jacket by carrying so many letters in the pockets! She learned afterwards that he carried all those letters because there was a check in one of them. He did not know which, and her sense of orderliness was outraged. Elspeth did not notice these things. She helped Tommy by her head. She helped Tommy by her

Starting point is 01:57:22 helplessness. There is reason to believe that once in London, when she had need of a new hat, but money there was none, Tommy, looking very defiant, studied ladies' hats in the shop windows, brought all his intellect to bear on them with the result that he did concoct out of Elspeth's old hat a new one, which was the admired of O. P. P. P.m. who never knew the name of the artist. but obviously he could not take proper care of himself, and there is a kind of woman of whom Griselle was one, to whose breasts this helplessness makes an unfair appeal. Oh, to dress him properly. She could not help liking to be a mother to men. She wanted them to be the most noble characters, but completely dependent on her. Tommy walked home with her, and it

Starting point is 01:58:19 seemed at first as if Elspeth's absence was to be no help to him. He could not even plagiarize from Sandy's on woman. No one knew so well the kind of thing he should be saying, and no one could have been more anxious to say it. But a weight of shyness sat on the lid of Tommy. Having for half an hour raged internally at his misfortune, he now sullenly embraced it. if i am this sort of an ass let me be it in the superlative degree he may be conceived saying bitterly to himself he addressed griselle coldly as miss mcqueen a name she had taken by the doctor's wish soon after she went to live with him there is no reason why you should call me that she said call me griselle as you used to do may i replied tommy idiotically he knew it was idiotically he knew it was but that mood now had grip of him. But I mean to call you Mr. Sandys, she said decisively.

Starting point is 01:59:24 He was really glad to hear it, for to be called Tommy by anyone was now detestable to him, which is why I always call him Tommy in these pages. So it was like him to say with a sigh, I had hoped to hear you use the old name. That sigh made her look at him sharply. He knew that he must be careful with Griselle. and that she was irritated, but he had to go on. It is strange to me, said sentimental Tommy,

Starting point is 01:59:54 to be back here after all these years, walking this familiar road once more with you. I thought it would make me feel myself a boy again, but, hi-ho, it has just the opposite effect. I never felt so old as I do today. His voice trembled a little. I don't know why. Griselle frowned.

Starting point is 02:00:17 But you never were as old as you are today, were you? She inquired politely. It whisked Tommy out of dangerous waters and laid him at her feet. He laughed, not perceptibly or audibly, of course. But somewhere inside him the bell rang. No one could laugh more hardly at himself than Tommy, and none bore less malice to those who brought him to land. That, at any rate,

Starting point is 02:00:44 me feel younger, he said candidly, and now the shyness was in full flight. Why? asked Griselle still watchful. It is so like the kind of thing you used to say to me when we were boy and girl. I used to enrage you very much, I fear, you said half gleefully. Yes, she admitted with a smile. You did. And then how you rocked your arms at me, Griselle. Do you remember? She remembered it all so well. This rocked. of the arms, as they called it, was a trick of hers that signified sudden joy or pain. They hung rigidly by her side and then shook violently with emotion. Do you ever rock them now when people annoy you?

Starting point is 02:01:27 He asked. There has been no one to annoy me, she replied demurely, since you went away. But I have come back, Tommy said, looking hopefully at her arms. You see, they take no notice of you. They don't remember me yet. as soon as they do they will cry out. Griselle shook her head confidently, and in this she was pitting herself against Tommy,

Starting point is 02:01:53 always a bold thing to do. I have been to see Cora's baby, he said suddenly, and this was so important that she stopped in the middle of the road. What do you think of him? she asked quite anxiously. I thought, replied Tommy gravely, and making use of one of Griselle's pet phrases, I thought he was just sweet. Isn't he? she cried, and then she knew that he was making fun of her.

Starting point is 02:02:21 Her arms rocked. Hooray, cried Tommy, they recognize me now. Don't be angry, Griselle, he begged her. You taught me long ago what was the right thing to say about babies, and how could I be sure it was you until I saw your arms rocking? It was so like you, she said reproachfully, to try to make me do it. it was so unlike you he replied craftily to let me succeed and after all griselle if i was horrid in the old days i always apologized never she insisted well then said tommy handsomely i do so now and then they both laughed gaily and i think griselle was not sorry that there was a little of the boy who had been horrid left in tommy just enough to know him by

Starting point is 02:03:11 he'll be vain her aged maid maggie ann said curiously to her that evening they were all curious about tommy i don't know that he is vain grezell replied guardedly if he's no vain maggie ann retorted he's the first son of adam it could be said oh i jalous it's his bit book he scarcely mentioned it eh then it's his beard grizil was sure it was not that then it'll be the way that'll be the way that "'Sid Mughey Ann.' "'Who knows,' said Griselle of the watchful eyes, "'but she smiled to herself. "'She thought not incorrectly "'that she knew one woman "'of whom Mr. Sandys was a little afraid.

Starting point is 02:03:55 "'About the same time Tommy and Elspeth "'were discussing her. "'Elsbeth was in bed, "'and Tommy had come into the room to kiss her good night. "'He had never once omitted doing it "'since they went to London, "'and he was always to do it, "'for neither of them was ever to marry.'

Starting point is 02:04:11 "'What do you think of her?' Elspeth asked. "'This was their great time for confidences.' "'Of whom?' Tommy inquired lightly. "'Grizzell! He must be careful. "'Rather pretty, don't you think?' he said, gazing at the ceiling. "'She was looking at him keenly, but he managed to deceive her. "'She was much relieved and could say what was in her heart. "'Tommy,' she said,

Starting point is 02:04:39 i think she is the most noble-looking girl i ever saw and if she were not so masterful in her manner she would be beautiful it was nice if else but to say it for she and grezell were never very great friends tommy brought down his eyes did you think as much of her as that he said it struck me that her features were not quite classic her nose is a little tilted is it not Some people like that kind of nose, replied Elspeth. It's not classic, Tommy said sternly. End of Chapter 5, recorded by Sheila Blunt. Chapter 6 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain.

Starting point is 02:05:34 For more information or to volunteer, please visitlibrovox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J. J. M. Barry, Chapter 6. Ghosts that haunt the den. Looking through the Tommy papers of this period, like a conscientious biographer, I find among them manuscripts that remind me how diligently he set to work on his new book the moment he went north, and also letters, which, if printed, would show you what a wise and good man Tommy was. But while I was fingering those, there floated from them to the floor a loose page when I saw that it was a chemist's bill for oil and liniment, I remembered something I had nigh forgotten.

Starting point is 02:06:22 Eureka, I cried, I shall tell the story of the chemist's bill, and some other biographer may print the letters. Well, well, but to think that this scrap of paper should flutter into view to damn him after all those years. The date is Saturday, May 28th, by which time Tommy had been a week in a week in the year, in thrums, without doing anything very irreprehensible, so far as Griselle knew. She watched for tell-tales as for a mouse to show at its whole, and at worst I think she saw only its little head. That was when Tommy was talking beautifully to her about her dear doctor. He would have done

Starting point is 02:07:03 wisely to avoid this subject, but he was so notoriously good at condolences that he had to say He had thought it out, you may remember a year ago, but hesitated to post it. And since then, it had lain heavily within him, as if it knew it was a good thing and pined up to be and strutting. He said it with emotion. Evidently, Dr. McQueen had been very dear to him, and any other girl would have been touched, but Griselle stiffened, and when he had finished, this is what she said, quite snappily. He never liked you. Tommy was taken aback, but replied with gentle dignity, do you think, Griselle, that I would let that make a difference in my estimate of him? But you never liked him, said she, and now that he thought of it, this was true also.

Starting point is 02:07:56 It was useless to say anything about the artistic instinct to her. She did not know what it was, and would have had plain words for it as soon as he told her. Pleased to picture Tommy picking up his beautiful speech and ramming it back into his pocket as if it were a rejected manuscript. I'm sorry you should think so meanly of me, Griselle, he said with manly forbearance, and when she thought it all out carefully that night,

Starting point is 02:08:24 she decided that she had been hasty. She could not help watching Tommy for backslidings, but oh, it was sweet to her to decide that she had not found any. It was I who was horrid, she announced to him, frankly, and Tommy forgave her at once. She offered him a present. When the doctor died, I gave some of his things to his friends. It is the Scotch custom, you know. He had a new overcoat. It had been worn but two or three times. I would be so glad if you would let me give it to you for saying such sweet things about him. I think it will need very little alteration. Thus, very simply, came into Tommy's

Starting point is 02:09:05 possession, the coat that was to play so odd a part in his history. But, oh, Griselle, said he, with mock reproach, you need not think I don't see through you. Your deep design is to cover me up. You despise my velvet jacket. It does not, Griselle began and stopped. It is not in keeping with my doleful countenance, said Tommy candidly, that was what you were to say. Let me tell you a secret, Griselle. I wear it to spite my face. Shant't give up my velvet jacket for anybody, Griselle, not even for you. He was in gay spirits because he knew she liked him again,

Starting point is 02:09:46 and she saw that was the reason, and it warmed her. She was least able to resist Tommy when he was most a boy, and it was actually watchful Griselle who proposed. that he and she and Elspeth should revisit the den together. How often since the days of their childhood had Griselle wandered it alone, thinking of those dear times, making up her mind that if ever Tommy asked her to go into the den again with him, she would not go to the place that was so much sweeter to her than it could be to him. And yet it was Griselle herself who was saying now, let us go back to the den. Tommy. Tommy.

Starting point is 02:10:26 caught fire. We shan't go back, he cried defiantly, as men and women. Let us be boy and girl again, Griselle. Let us have that Saturday we missed long ago. I missed a Saturday on purpose, Griselle, so that we should have it now. She shook her head wistfully, but she was glad that Tommy would fain have had one of the Saturdays back. Had he waxed sentimental, she would not have gone a step of the way with him to the past, but when he was so full of glee, she could take his hand and run back into it. But we must wait until evening, Tommy said, until core is unharnessed. We must not hurt the feelings of core by going back to the den without him. How mean of me not to think of core, Griselle cried. But the next moment she was glad she had not thought of him,

Starting point is 02:11:17 it was so delicious to have proof that Tommy was more loyal. But we can't. We can't. We can't can't turn back the clock, can we core? She said to the fourth of the conspirators, to which Corr replied, with his old sublime confidence, he'll find a way. And at first it really seemed as if Tommy had found a way. They did not go to the den four in a line or two abreast. Nothing so common as that. In the wild spirits that mastered him, he seemed to be the boy incarnate, and it was always said of Tommy by those who knew him best, that if he leaped back into boyhood, they had to jump with him. Those who knew him best were with him now. He took command of them in the old

Starting point is 02:11:59 way. He whispered as if Black Cathro were still on the prowl for him. Cor of Corp had to steal upon the den by way of the silent pool. Griselle by the Queen's Bower, Elspeth up the burnside, Captain stroked down the Riecky broth pot. Griselle's arms rocked with delight in the dark, and she was on her way to the cuttle well, tristing place. Before she came to and saw with consternation that Tommy had been ordering her about. She was quite a sedate young lady by the time she joined them at the well, and Tommy was the first to feel the change. Don't you think this is all rather silly, she said, when he addressed her as the Lady Griselda, and it broke the spell. Two girls shot up into women. A beard

Starting point is 02:12:47 grew on Tommy's chin, and Corr became a father. Grizzle had blown Tommy's pretty project to dust just when he was most gleeful over it. Yet, instead of bearing resentment, he pretended not even to know that she was the culprit. Cor, he said ruefully, the game is up. And listen, he said, when they had sat down, crushed by the old cuddle well. Do you hear anything? It was a very still evening. I hear notched, said Corr, but the trickle or the burn, what do you hear? I thought I heard a baby cry, replied Tommy with a groan. I think it was your baby, Corp.

Starting point is 02:13:28 Did you hear it, Griselle? She understood and nodded. And you, Elspeth? Yes. My Baron, cried the astounded core. Yours, said Tommy reproachfully. And he has done for us, ladies and gentlemen, the game is up. Yes, the game was up, and she was glad, Griselle said to herself,

Starting point is 02:13:50 as they made their melancholy pilgrimage of what had once been an enchanted land. But she felt that Tommy had been very forbearing to her, and that she did not deserve it. Undoubtedly, he had ordered her about, but in so doing had he not been making half pathetic sport of his old self. And was it with him that she was annoyed for ordering, or with herself for obeying? And why should she not obey?

Starting point is 02:14:20 when it was all a jest. It was as if she still had some lingering fear of Tommy. Oh, she was ashamed of herself. She must say something nice to him at once. About what? About his book, of course, how base of her not to have done so already, but how good of him to have overlooked her silence on that great topic. It was not ignorance of its contents that had kept her silent. To confess the horrid truth, Brazil had read the book suspiciously, looking as through a microscope for something wrong, hoping not to find it, but peering minutely. The book she knew was beautiful, but it was the writer of the book she was peering for, the Tommy she had known so well. What had he grown into? In her heart, she had exulted from

Starting point is 02:15:10 the first in his success, and she should have been still more glad, should she not, to learn that his subject was woman. But no, that had it. irritated her. What was perhaps even worse? She had been still more irritated on hearing that the work was rich in sublime thoughts. As a boy, he had maddened her most in his grandest moments. I can think of no other excuse for her. She would not accept it as an excuse for herself now. What she saw with scorn was that she was always suspecting the worst of Tommy. Very probably there was not a thought in the book that had not been put in with his old complacent waggle of the head. Oh, am I not a wonder, he used to cry, when he did anything big, but that there's no reason

Starting point is 02:16:01 why she should suspect him of being conceited still. Very probably, he really and truly felt what he wrote, felt it not only at the time, but also next morning. In his boyhood, Mr. Catherow had christened him sentimental Tommy, but he was a man now, and surely the sentimentalities in which he had dressed himself were flung aside forever like old suits of clothes. So Griselle decided eagerly, and she was on the point of telling him how proud she was of his book, when Tommy, who had thus far behaved so well of a sudden went to pieces. He and Griselle were together. Elspeth was a little in front of them, walking with him, the gentleman who still wondered what they meant by saying that they had heard his baby cry. For he's no here, Cor had said earnestly to them all. Though I'm a wid for the time to come when I'll be able to bring him to the den and let him see the Jacobite's lair. There was nothing startling in this remark, so far as Griselle could discover, but she saw that it had an immediate and incomprehensible effect on Tommy.

Starting point is 02:17:09 first he blundered in his talk as if he was thinking deeply of something else. Then his face shone as it had been wont to light up in his boyhood when he was suddenly enraptured with himself. And lastly, down his cheek and into his beard, there stole a tear of agony. Obviously, Tommy was in deep woe for somebody or something. It was a chance for a true lady to show that womanly sympathy of which such exquisite things are said in the first work of T. Sandys. But it merely infuriated Griselle,

Starting point is 02:17:46 who knew that Tommy did not feel nearly so deeply as she this return to the den, and therefore, what was he in such distress about? It was silly sentiment of some sort she was sure of that. In the old days she would have asked him imperiously to tell her what was the matter with him. But she must not do that now. She dare not even, even rock her indignant arms. She could only walk silently by his side, longing fervently to shake him. He had quite forgotten her presence. Indeed, she was not really there for a number of years had passed, and he was Kor Shiaq walking the den alone. Tomorrow he was to bring his boy to show him the old lair and other fondly remembered spots. Tonight he must revisit them alone. So he set out

Starting point is 02:18:37 blithely, but to his bewilderment he could not find the lair. It had not been a tiny hollow where muddy water gathered. He remembered an impregnable fortress full of men whose armor rattled as they came and went. So this could not be the lair. He had taken the wrong way to it, for the way was across a lagoon up a deep flowing river, then by horse till the rocky ledge terrified all four-footed things. No, up a A grassy slope had never been the way. He came night after night trying different ways, but he could not find the golden ladder, though all the time he knew that the lair lay somewhere over there.

Starting point is 02:19:20 When he stood still and listened, he could hear the friends of his youth at play, and they seemed to be calling. Are you coming, Corr? Why does not Corr come back? But he could never see them, and when he pressed forward, their voices died away. then at last he said sadly to his boy i shall never be able to show you the lair for i cannot find the way to it and the boy was touched and he said take my hand father and i will lead you to the lair i found the way long ago for myself

Starting point is 02:19:53 it took tommy about two seconds to see all this and perhaps another half minute was spent in sad but satisfactory contemplation of it then he felt that for the best effect, Cor's home life was too comfortable. So Gavignor ran away with a soldier. He was now so sorry for Corre that the tear rolled down. But at the same moment, he saw how the effect could be still further heightened by doing away with his friend's rude state of health, and he immediately jammed him between the buffers of two railway carriages and gave him a wooden leg. It was at this point that a lady who had kept her arms still too long rocked them frantically, then said with cutting satire, Are you not feeling well, or have you hurt yourself?

Starting point is 02:20:42 You seem to be very lame. And Tommy woke with a start to see he was hobbling as if one of his legs were timber to the knee. It is nothing, he said modestly. Something coarse said, set me thinking, that is all. He had told the truth, and if what he imagined was twenty times more real to him than what was really there, how could Tommy help it? indignant Griselle, however, who kept such a grip of facts, would make no such excuse for him.

Starting point is 02:21:12 Elspeth, she called. There is no need to tell her, said Tommy. But Griselle was obdurate. Come here, Elspeth, she cried vindictively. Something Core said a moment ago has made your brother lame. Tommy was lame. That was all Elspeth and Corr heard or could think of as they ran back to him. When did it happen? Was he in great pain? Had he thought? fallen? Oh, why had he not told Elspeth at once? It is nothing, Tommy insisted a little fiercely. He says so, Grizzle explained, not to alarm us, but he is suffering horribly. Just before I called to you, his face was all drawn up in pain. This made the suffer a wince. That was another twinge, she said promptly. What is to be done, Elspeth? I think I could carry him,

Starting point is 02:22:00 suggested core, with a forward movement that made Tommy stamp his foot, the wooden one. I'm all right, he told them testily, and looking uneasily at Griselle. How brave of you to say so, said she. It is just like him, Elspin said, pleased with Griselle's remark. I'm sure it is, Griselle said so graciously. It was very naughty of her. Had she given him a chance, he would have explained that it was all a mistake of Grissel's. That had been to be. his intention, but now a devil entered into Tommy and spoke for him. I must have slipped and sprained my ankle, he said. It is slightly painful, but I shall be able to walk home all right,

Starting point is 02:22:42 CORE, if you let me use you as a staff. I think he was a little surprised to hear himself saying this, but as soon as it was said, he liked it. He was Captain Stroke playing in the den again, after all, and playing as well as ever, nothing being so real to Tommy as pretense. i dare say he even began to feel his ankle hurting him gently he begged of cor with a gallant smile and clenching his teeth so that the pain should not make him cry out before the ladies thus with his lieutenant's help did stroke manage to reach aaron's house making light of his mishap assuring them cheerily that he should be all right to-morrow and carefully avoiding griselle's eye though he wanted very much to know what she thought of him

Starting point is 02:23:29 and of herself now there were moments when she did not know what to think and that always distressed grezell though it was a state of mind with which tommy could keep on very friendly terms the truth seemed too monstrous for belief was it possible she had misjudged him perhaps he really had sprained his ankle but he had made no pretense of that at first and besides yes she could not be mistaken it was the other lake she soon let him see what she was thinking i'm afraid it is too serious a case for me she said in answer to a suggestion from core who had a profound faith in her medical skill but if you like she was addressing tommy now i shall call dr gemmels on my way home and ask you-and-a-mell's on my way home and ask you-and-a-mell's on my way home and ask you-hall she was addressing tommy home and ask him to come to you. There is no necessity. A night's rest is all I need, he answered hastily. Well, you know best, she said, and there was a look on her face which Thomas Sandys could endure from no woman. On second thoughts, he said, I think it would be advisable to have a doctor. Thank you very much, Griselle. Cor, can you help me lift my foot onto that chair? Softly. Ah, ugh. His...

Starting point is 02:24:47 eyes did not fall before hers. And would you mind asking him to come at once, Griselle, he said sweetly. She went straight to the doctor. End of Chapter 6. Recording by Sheila Blunt. Chapter 7 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Libervox recording. All Libervox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Recording by Kay Hand. and Griselle by J. M. Barry. Chapter 7. The Beginning of the Duel It was among old Dr. McQueen's sayings that when he met a man who was certified to be in no way remarkable, he wanted to give three cheers. There are few of them, even in a little place like thrums, but David Gemmell was one. So McQueen had always said, but Griselle was not

Starting point is 02:25:47 so sure. He is very good-looking, and he does not know it, she would point out. Oh, what remarkable man. She had known him intimately for nearly six years now, ever since he became the old doctor's assistant, on the day when, in the tale of some others, he came to Thrumbs, aged twenty-one, to apply for the post. Griselle had even helped to choose him. She had a quaint recollection of his being submitted to her by McQueen, who told her to look him over and say whether he would do. An odd position in which to place a fourteen-year-old girl, but Griselle had taken it most seriously, and indeed, of the two men only Gemmell dared to laugh. You should not laugh when it is so important, she said gravely, and he stood abashed,

Starting point is 02:26:32 although I believe he chuckled again when he retired to his room for the night. She was in that room next morning, as soon as he had left it, to smell the curtains, he smoked, and see whether he folded his things up neatly, and used both the brush and the comb, but did not use pomade, and slept with his window open, and really took a bath, instead of merely pouring the water into it and laying the sponge on top. Oh, she knew them. And her decision after some days was that, though far from perfect, he would do, if he loved her dear darling doctor sufficiently. By this time David was openly afraid of her, which Griselle noticed, and took to be, in the circumstances, a satisfactory sign. She watched him narrowly for the next

Starting point is 02:27:15 year, and after that she ceased to watch him at all. She was like a congregation become so sure of its minister's soundness that it can risk going to sleep. To begin with, he was quite incapable of pretending to be anything he was not. Oh, how unlike a boy she had once known. His manner, like his voice, was quiet. Being himself the son of a doctor, he did not daughter, through life, amazed at the splendid eminence which he had climbed to, which is the weakness of Scottish students when they graduate, and often for fifty years afterwards. How sweet he was to Dr. McQueen, never forgetting the respect due to gray hairs, never hinting that the new school of medicine knew many things that were hidden from the old, and always having

Starting point is 02:27:58 the sense to support McQueen when she was scolding him for his numerous, naughty ways. When the old doctor came home now on cold nights, it was not with his cravat in his pocket, and Griselle knew very well who had put it round his neck. McQueen never had the humiliation, so distressing to an old doctor, of being asked by his patients to send his assistant instead of coming himself. He thought they preferred him and tweeted David about it. But Griselle knew that David had sometimes to order them to prefer the old man. She knew that when he said good night and was supposed to have gone to his lodgings, he was probably off to some poor house, where, if not he, a tired woman must sit the long night through by a sufferer's bedside.

Starting point is 02:28:41 and she realized with joy that his chief reason for not speaking of such things was that he took them as part of his natural work and never even knew that he was kind he was not specially skillful he had taken no honors either at school or college and he considered himself to be a very ordinary young man if you had said that on this point you disagreed with him his manner probably would have implied that he thought you a bit of an ass when a new man arrives in thrums the women come to their doors to see whether he is good-looking They said no of Tommy when he came back, but it had been an emphatic yes for Dr. Gamble. He was tall and very slight, and at twenty-seven, as at twenty-one, despite the growth of a heavy mustache, there was a boyishness about his appearance, which is, I think, what women love and a man more than anything else. They are drawn to him by it, and they love him out of pity when it goes. I suppose it brings back to them some early, beautiful stage in the world's history, when men and women played together without fear. perhaps it lay in his smile which was so winning that wrinkled old dames spoke of it who had never met the word before smiles being little known in thrums where in a workaday world we find it sufficient either to laugh or look his dark curly hair was what griselle was most suspicious of he must be vain of that she thought until she discovered that he was quite sensitive to its being mentioned having ever detested his curls as an eyesore and in his boyhood clipped them savagely to the roots

Starting point is 02:30:12 he had such a firm chin if there had been another such chin going a-begging i should have liked to clap it on to tommy sandys tommy sandys all this time we have been neglecting that brave sufferer and while we talk his ankle is swelling and swelling well grizzell was not so inconsiderate for she walked very fast and with an exceedingly determined mouth to dr gemmell's lodgings he was still in lodgings having refused to turn griselle out of her house though she had offered to let it to him she left word the doctor not being in that he was wanted at once by mr sandies who had sprained his ankle now then tommy for an hour perhaps until she went to bed she remained merciless she saw the quiet doctor with the penetrating eyes examining the that ankle, asking a few questions, and looking curiously at his patient. Then she saw him lift his hat and walk out of the house. It gave her pleasure. No, it did not. While she thought of this, Tommy, she despised, there came in front of him a boy who had played with her long ago when no other child would play with her. And now he said, you have grown cold to me, Griselle, and she nodded a descent, and little wells of water rose to her eyes and lay there because she had nodded a

Starting point is 02:31:27 assent. She had never liked Dr. Gemmell so little as when she saw him approaching her house next morning. The surgery was still attached to it, and very often he came from there, his visiting book in his hand, to tell her of his patients, even to consult her. Indeed, to talk to Griselle about his work without consulting her would have been difficult, for it was natural to her to decide what was best for everybody. These consultations were very unprofessional, but from her first coming to the old doctor's house, she had taken it as a matter of course, that in his practice, as in affairs relating to his boots and buttons, she should tell him what to do, and he should do it. McQueen had introduced his assistant to this partnership half-shamed-facedly, and with a cautious

Starting point is 02:32:09 wink over the little girl's head, and Gamal fell into line at once, showing her his new stethoscope as gravely as if he must abandon it at once, should she not approve, which fine behavior, however, was quite thrown away on Griselle, who, had he conducted himself, otherwise would merely have wondered what was the matter with the man. And as she was 18 or more before she saw that she had exceeded her duties, it was then, of course, too late to cease doing it. She knew now how good, how forbearing he had been to the little girl, and that it was partly because he was acquainted with her touching history. The grave courtesy with which he had always treated her, and which had sometimes given her as a girl a secret thrill of delight, it was so sweet

Starting point is 02:32:52 to Griselle to be respected. She knew now to be, less his natural manner to women, than something that came to him in her presence, because he who knew her so well thought her worthy of deference, and it helped her more, far more, than if she had seen it, turned to love. Yet as she received him in her parlor now, her too spotless parlor, for not even the ashes in the grate were visible, which is a mistake. She was not very friendly. He had discovered what Tommy was, and as she had been the medium, she could not blame him for that, but how could he look as calm as ever when such a deplorable thing had happened? What you say is true. I knew it before I asked you to go to him, and I knew you would find it

Starting point is 02:33:34 out, but pleased to remember that he is a man of genius, whom it is not for such as you to judge. That was the sort of haughty remark she yelled ready for him when they talked of other cases, but it was never uttered, for by and by, he said, and then there is Mr. Sandy's ankle. A nasty accident, I am afraid. Was he jesting? She looked at him sharply. Have you not been to see him yet? She asked.

Starting point is 02:33:58 He thought she had misunderstood him. He had been to see Mr. Sandy's twice, both last night and this morning. And he was sure it was a sprain? Unfortunately, it was something worse. Dislocation. Further mischief might show itself presently. Hemorrhage into the neighboring joint on inflammation? She asked scientifically and with scorn.

Starting point is 02:34:20 Yes. Griselle turned away from him. him. I think not, she said. Well, possibly not, if Mr. Sandys was careful and kept his foot from the ground for the next week. The doctor did not know that she was despising him, and he proceeded to pay Tommy a compliment. I had to reduce the dislocation, of course, he told her, and he bore the wretch splendidly, though there is almost no pain more acute. Did he ask you to tell me that? Griselle was thirsting to inquire, but she forbore.

Starting point is 02:34:49 unwittingly, however, the doctor answered the question. I could see, he said, that Mr. Sandys made light of his sufferings to save his sister pain. I cannot recall ever having seen a brother and sister so attached. That was quite true, Griselle admitted to herself. In all her recollections of Tommy, she could not remember one critical moment in which Elspeth had not been foremost in his thoughts. It passed through her head. Even now, he must make sure that Elspeth is in peace of mind before he can care to triumph

Starting point is 02:35:19 over me. And she would perhaps have felt less bitter had he put his triumph first. His triumph. Oh, she would show him whether it was a triumph, he had destroyed, forever her faith in David Gamble. The quiet, observant doctor, who had such an eye for the false, had been deceived as easily as all the others, and it made her feel very lonely. But never mind, Tommy should find out, and that within the hour, that there was one whom he could not cheat. Her first impulse, always her first impulse, was to go straight to his side and tell him what she thought of him. Her second, which was neater, was to send by messenger her compliments to Mr. and Miss Sandy's, and would they, if not otherwise engaged, come and have tea with her that afternoon?

Starting point is 02:36:02 Not a word in the note about the ankle, but a careful sentence to the effect that she had seen Dr. Gemmel today, and proposed asking him to meet them. Maggie Ann, who had conveyed the message, came back with the reply. Elspeth regretted that they could not accept Griselle's invitation, owing to the accident to her brother being, very much more serious, than Griselle seemed to think. I can't understand, Elspeth added, why Dr. Gemmell did not tell you this when he saw you. Is it a polite letter? asked Inquisitive Maggie Ann, and Griselle assured her that it was most polite. I hardly expected it, said the plain-spoken dame, for I'm thinking by their manner it's more than can be said of yours. I merely invited them to come to tea.

Starting point is 02:36:47 And him, with his leg, broke. Did you know Kenny was lying on chairs? I did not know it was so bad as that, Maggie Ann. So my letters seemed to annoy him, did it? Said Griselle eagerly, and I fear well pleased. It angered her most terrible, said Maggie Am, but know him. He gave sort of a laugh when he read it. A laugh.

Starting point is 02:37:08 Aye, and since she says, it is most heartless of Griselle, she does not even ask how you are today, one would think she did not know of the accident. And she says, I have a good mind to write her a very stiff letter. And says he in a noble, melancholic voice, we must not hurt Griselle's feelings, he says, and she says, Griselle thinks it was nothing because you bore it so cheerfully. Oh, how little she knows you, she says, and, you are too forgiving, she says, and says he, if I have anything to forgive Griselle for, I forgive her willingly. And signed she quiet down and wrote the letter. "'Forgive her! Oh, how it enraged Griselle! How like the Tommy of Old to put it in that way!

Starting point is 02:37:50 There had never been a boy so good at forgiving people for his own crimes, and he always looked so modest when he did it. He was reclining on his chairs at this moment, she was sure he was, forgiving her in every sentence. She could have endured it more easily had she felt sure that he was seeing himself as he was. But she remembered him too well to have any hope of that. She put on her bonnet and took it off again. A terrible thing, remember, for Griselle to be in a state of indecision. For the remainder of that day she was not wholly inactive. Meeting Dr. Gamble in the street, she impressed upon him the advisability of not allowing

Starting point is 02:38:25 Mr. Sandys to move for at least a week. He might take a drive in a day or two, the doctor thought, with his sister. He would be sure to use his foot, Griselle maintained. If you once let him rise from his chair, you know they all do. And Gamble agreed that she was right. right. So she managed to give Tommy as irksome a time as possible. But next day she called. To go through another day without letting him see how despicable she thought him was beyond her endurance. Elspeth was a little stiff at first, but Tommy received her heartily and with nothing

Starting point is 02:38:56 in his manner to show that she had hurt his finer feelings. His leg, the wrong leg, as Griselle remembered at once, was extended on a chair in front of him. But instead of nursing it ostentatiously as so many would have done, he made humorous remarks at its expense. The fact is, he said cheerily, that so long as I don't move I never felt better in my life, and I dare say I could walk almost as well as either of you, only my tyrant of a doctor won't let me try. He told me you had behaved splendidly, said Griselle, while he was reducing the dislocation. How brave you are! You could not have endured more stoically, though there had been nothing the matter with it. It was soon over, Tommy replied.

Starting point is 02:39:38 lightly. I think Elspeth suffered more than I. Elspeth told the story of his heroism. I could not stay in the room, she said. It was too terrible. And Griselle despised too tender-hearted Elspeth for that. She was so courageous at facing pain herself. But Tommy had guessed that Elspeth was trembling behind the door, and he had cried out. Don't cry, Elspeth. I am all right. It is nothing at all. How noble was Griselle's comment when she heard of this, and then Elspeth was her friend again, insisted on her staying to tea, and went into the kitchen to prepare it. Aaron was out. The two were alone now, and in the circumstances, some men would have given the lady the opportunity to apologize, if such was her desire. But Tommy's was a more generous nature.

Starting point is 02:40:23 His manner was that of one less sorry to be misjudged, that anxious that Griselle should not suffer too much from remorse. If she had asked his pardon then and there, I am sure he would have replied, right willingly, Griselle, and begged her not to give another thought to the matter. What is of more importance, Griselle was sure of this also, and it was the magnanimity of him that especially annoyed her. There seemed to me no disturbing it. Even when she said, Which foot is it? He answered, the one on the chair, quite graciously, as if she had asked a natural question. Griselle pointed out that the other foot must be tired of being a foot in waiting. It had got a little exercise, Tommy replied lightly, last night and again this morning,

Starting point is 02:41:07 when it had helped to convey him to and from his bed. Had he hopped? She asked brutally. No, he said. He had shuffled along. Half rising, he attempted to show her humorlessly how he walked nowadays, tried not to wince, but had to. Ugh, that was a twinge. Griselle sarcastically offered her assistance, and he took her shoulder gratefully.

Starting point is 02:41:29 They crossed to the room, a tedious journey. journey. "'Now let me see if you can manage alone,' she says, and suddenly deserts him. He looked rather helplessly across the room. Few sights are so pathetic as the strong man of yesterday feeling that the chair by his fire is a distant object today. Tommy knew how pathetic it was, but Griselle did not seem to know. "'Try it?' she said encouragingly. It will do you good.' He got as far as the table and clung to it his teeth set. Griselle clapped her hands. "'Excellently done,' she said, with fell meaning, "'and recommended him to move up and down the room for a little.

Starting point is 02:42:08 "'He would feel ever so much the better for it afterwards.' "'The pain was considerable,' he said. "'Oh, she saw that, but he had already proved himself so good at bearing pain, "'and the new school of surgeons held that it was wise to exercise an injured limb. "'Even then it was not a reproachful glance that Tommy gave her, "'though there was some sadness in it. "'He moved across the room several times a grown, occasionally escaping him.

Starting point is 02:42:34 "'Admirable,' said his critic. "'Bravo! Would you like to stop now?' "'Not until you tell me to,' he said, determinedly, but with a gasp. "'It must be dreadfully painful,' she replied coldly, "'but I should like you to go on.' And he went on until suddenly he seemed to have lost the power

Starting point is 02:42:51 to lift his feet. His body swayed. There was an appealing look on his face. "'Don't be afraid you won't fall,' said Griselle. But she had scarcely said it when he fainted dead away. and went down at her feet. Oh, how dare you, she cried in sudden flame, and she drew back from him. But after a moment she knew that he was shamming no longer, or she knew it and yet could not

Starting point is 02:43:15 quite believe it. For hurrying out of the room for water, she had no sooner passed the door, then she swiftly put back her head as if to catch him unawares, but he lay motionless. The sight of her dear brother on the floor paralyzed Elspeth, who could only weep for him, and called to him to look at her and speak to her. But in such an emergency, Griselle was as useful as any doctor, and by the time Gemmell arrived in haste, the infillid was being brought to two. The doctor was a practical man who did not ask questions while there was something better to do. Had he asked any as he came in, Griselle would certainly have said, he wanted to faint to make

Starting point is 02:43:51 me believe he really has a bad ankle, and somehow he managed to do it. And if the doctor had replied that people can't faint by wishing, she would have said that he did not know Mr. Sandy's. But, with few words, Gamble got his patient back to the chairs, and proceeded to undo the bandages that were round his ankle. Griselle stood by, assisting silently. She had often assisted the doctors, but never before that scornful curl of her lip. So the bandages were removed, and the ankle laid bare.

Starting point is 02:44:20 It was very much swollen and discolored, and when Griselle saw this, she gave a little cry, and the ointment she was holding slipped from her hand. For the first time since he came to Thrums, she had failed Gemmell at a patient's side. I had not expected it to be like this, she said in a quivering voice when he looked at her in surprise. It will look much worse tomorrow, he assured them grimly. I can't understand Miss Sandy's how this came about.

Starting point is 02:44:50 Miss Sandy's was not in the room, said Griselle, objectively, but I was and I— tommy's face was begging her to stop he was still faint and in pain but all thought of himself left him and his desire to screen her i owe you an apology doctor he said quickly for disregarding your instructions it was entirely my own fault i would try to walk every step must have been agony the doctor wrapped out and griselle shuddered not nearly so bad as that tommy said for her sake agony insisted the doctor as if for once he enjoyed it the word. It was a mad thing to do as surely you could guess, Griselle. Why did you not prevent him? She certainly did her best to stop me, Tommy said hastily, but I suppose I had some insane fit on me, for do it I would. I am very sorry, doctor. His face was wincing with pain, and he spoke jerkily, but the doctor was still angry. He felt that there was something between these two,

Starting point is 02:45:48 which he did not understand, and it was strange to him, and unpleasant, to find Griselle unable to speak for herself. I think he doubted Tommy from that hour. All he said in reply, however, was, it is unnecessary to apologize to me. You, yourself, are the only sufferer. But was Tommy the only sufferer? Gemmell left, and Elspeth followed him to listen to those precious words which doctors drop, as from a vial, on the other side of a patient's door. And then Grisel, who had been standing at the window with head averted, turned slowly round and looked at the man she had wronged. Her arms, which had been hanging rigid, the fists closed, went out to him to implore forgiveness. I don't know how she held herself up and remained dry-eyed.

Starting point is 02:46:31 Her whole being wanted so much to sink by the sight of his poor, tortured foot, and bathe it in her tears. So, you see, he had one. Nothing to do now but to forgive her beautifully. Go on, Tommy, you are good at it. But the unexpected only came out of Tommy. Never was there a softer heart. In line, London, the old lady who sold matches at the street corner had got all his pence. Had he heard her or any other, mourning a son's sentence to the gallows, he would immediately have wondered whether he might take the condemned one's place. What a speech, Tommy, could have delivered from the scaffold. There was nothing he would not jump at doing for a woman in distress, except, perhaps, destroy his notebook. And Griselle was in anguish. She was his suppliant, his brave, lonely little

Starting point is 02:47:16 playmate of the past, the noble girl of today, Griselle, whom he was in her own little playmate of the past, the noble girl of today, Griselle, whom he liked so much. As through a magnifying glass, he saw her top-heavy with remorse for life, unable to sleep of nights, crushed, and— He was not made of the stuff that could endure it. The truth must out. Griselle, he said impulsively, you have nothing to be sorry for. You were quite right. I did not hurt my foot that night in the den, but afterwards, when I was alone, before the doctor came. I ricked it in here intentionally in the door. It sounds incredible, but I set my teeth and did it, Griselle, because you had challenged me to a duel, and I would not give in.

Starting point is 02:47:58 As soon as it was out, he was proud of himself for having the generosity to confess it. He looked at Griselle expectantly. Yes, it sounded incredible, and yet she saw that it was true. As Elspeth returned at that moment, Griselle could say nothing. She stood looking at him only over her high collar of fur. Tommy actually thought that she was admiring him. End of Chapter 7. Chapter 8 of Tommy and Griselle.

Starting point is 02:48:31 This is a Librevox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Recording by K. Hand. Tommy and Griselle by J. M. Berry. Chapter 8. What Griselle's Eyes Said to be the admired of women, how Tommy had fought for it since first he drank of them in Pim's sparkling pages. To some it seems too easy, but to him it was a labor of Sisyphus. Everything had been against him, but he concentrated. No labor was too Herculane. He was prepared, if necessary, to walk round the world to get to the other side of the wall across which some men can step. And he did take a roundabout way.

Starting point is 02:49:19 It is my opinion, for instance, that he wrote his book in order to make a beginning with the ladies. That, as it may be, at all events, he is on the right side of the wall now, and here is even Griselle looking wistfully at him. Had she admired him for something he was not, and a good many of them did that, he would have been ill-satisfied. He wanted her to think him splendid because he was splendid, and the more he reflected, the more clearly he saw that he had done a big thing.

Starting point is 02:49:48 How many men would have had the courage to rick their foot as he had done? He shivered when he thought of it. And even of these Spartans, how many would have let the reward slip through their fingers, rather than wound the feelings of a girl? These had not been his thoughts when he made confession. He had spoken on an impulse, but now that he could step out and have a look at himself, he saw that this made it a still bigger thing. He was modestly pleased that he had not only got Griselle's admiration,

Starting point is 02:50:18 but earned it, and he was very kind to her when next she came to see him. No one could be more kind to them than he when they admired him. He had the most grateful heart, had our Tommy. When next she came to see him. That was while his ankle still nailed him to the chair, a fortnight or so during which Tommy was at his best, sending gracious messages by Elspeth to the many who called to inquire, and writing hard at his new work, pad on knee,

Starting point is 02:50:46 so like a brave soul, whom no unmerited misfortune could subdue, that it would have done you good merely to peep at him through the window. Griselle came several times, and the three talked very ordinary things, mostly reminiscences. She was as much a plain-spoken princess as ever, but often he found her eyes fixed on him wistfully, and he knew what they were saying. They spoke so eloquently that he was a little nervous lest Elspeth should notice. It was delicious to Tommy to feel that there was this little unspoken something between him and Griselle. He half regretted that the time could not be far distant when she must put it into words, as soon, say, as Elspeth left the room,

Starting point is 02:51:28 an exquisite moment, no doubt, but it would be the plucking of the flower. Don't think that Tommy conceived Griselle to be in love with him. On my sacred honor, that would have horrified him. Curiously enough, she did not take the first opportunity Elspeth gave her of telling him, in words, how much she admired his brave confession. She was so honest that he expected her to begin the moment the door closed, and now that the artistic time had come for it, he wanted it, but no. He was not hurt, but he wondered at her shyness and cast about for the reason. He cast far back into the past, and caught a little girl who had worn this same wistful face

Starting point is 02:52:08 when she admired him most. He compared those two faces of the anxious girl and the serene woman, and in the wistfulness that sometimes lay on them both, they looked alike. Was it possible that the fear of him which the years had driven out of the girl still lived a ghost's life to haunt the woman? At once he overflowed with pity. As a boy he had exulted in Griselle's fear of him, as a man he could feel only the pain of it.

Starting point is 02:52:34 There was no one, he thought, less to be dreaded of a woman than he. Oh, so sure Tommy was of that. And he must lay this ghost. he gave his whole heart to the laying of it. Few men and never a woman could do a fine thing so delicately as he. But of course it included a divergence from the truth. For to Tommy afloat on a generous scheme, the truth was a buoy marking sunken rocks.

Starting point is 02:53:01 She had feared him in her childhood as he knew well. He therefore proceeded to prove to her that she had never feared him. She had thought him masterful, and all his reminiscences now went to show that it was she who had been the masterful one. You must often laugh now, he said, to remember how I feared you. The memory of it makes me afraid of you still.

Starting point is 02:53:23 I assure you, I juke it back, as Corp would say. That day I saw you in church. It was the instinct of self-preservation. Here comes Griselle to lord it over me again. I heard something inside me saying. You called me masterful, and yet I had always to give in to you. that shows what a gentle, yielding girl you were, and what a masterful character I was.

Starting point is 02:53:48 His intention, you see, was, without letting Griselle know what he was at, to make her think he had forgotten certain unpleasant incidents in their past, so that, seeing they were no longer anything to him, they might the sooner become nothing to her. And she believed that he had forgotten, and she was glad. She smiled when he told her to go on being masterful, for old acquaintance had made him like it. Hers indeed was a masterful nature. She could not help it, and if the time ever came when she must help it, the glee of living would be gone from her. She did continue to be masterful, to a greater extent than Tommy, thus nobly behaving, was prepared for, and his shock came to him at the very moment when he was modestly expecting to receive the prize. She had called when

Starting point is 02:54:37 Elspeth happened to be out, and though now able to move about the room with the help of a staff, he was still an interesting object. He saw that she thought so, and perhaps it made him hobble slightly more, not vain gloriously, but because he was such an artist. He ceased to be an artist suddenly, however, when Griselle made this unexpected remark. How vain you are! Tommy sat down, quite pale. Did you come here to say that to me, Griselle? He inquired, and she nodded, frankly, over her high collar of fur. He knew it was true as Griselle said it, but though taken aback he could bear it, for she was looking wistfully at him, and he knew well what Griselle's wistful look meant. So long as women admired him, Tommy could bear anything from them.

Starting point is 02:55:23 God knows I have little to be vain of, he said humbly. Those are the people who are most vain, she replied, and he laughed a short laugh, which surprised her. She was so very serious. Your methods are so direct, he explained. But of what am I vain, Griselle? Is it my book? No, she answered, not about your book, but about meaner things. What else could have made you dislocate your ankle, rather than admit that you had been rather silly?

Starting point is 02:55:52 Now, silly is no word to apply to a gentleman, and, despite his forgiving nature, Tommy was a little disappointed in Griselle. I suppose it was a silly thing to do, he said, with just a touch. of stiffness. It was an ignoble thing, said she, sadly. I see. And I myself am the meaner thing than the book, am I? Are you not? she asked so eagerly that he laughed again. It is the first compliment you have paid my book, he pointed out. I like the book very much, she answered gravely.

Starting point is 02:56:25 No one can be more proud of your fame than I. You are hurting me very much by pretending to think that it is a pleasure to me to find fault with you. There was no getting past the honesty of her, and he was touched by it. Besides, she did admire him, and that, after all, is the great thing. Then why say such things, Griselle? He replied good-naturedly. But if they are true? Still, let us avoid them, said he, and at that she was most distressed. It is so like what you used to say when you were a boy, she cried. You are so anxious to have me grow up, he replied, with proper dolefulness. If you like the boy, you like the boy, you book, Griselle, you must have patience with the kind of thing that produced it. That night in the den,

Starting point is 02:57:09 when I won your scorn, I was in the preliminary stages of composition. At such times an author should be locked up, but I had got out, you see. I was so enamored of my little fancies that I forgot I was with you. No wonder you were angry. I was not angry with you for forgetting me, she said sharply. There was no catching Griselle, however artful you were. But you were sighing to yourself. You were looking as tragic as if some dreadful calamity had occurred. The idea that had suddenly come to me was a touching one, he said. But you looked triumphant, too. That was because I saw I could make something of it.

Starting point is 02:57:49 Why did you walk as if you were lame? The man I was thinking of, Tommy explained, had broken his leg. I don't mind telling you that it was corp. He ought to have minded telling her, for it could only add to her indignation, but he was too conceited to give weight to that. "'Corps leg was not broken,' said practical Griselle. "'I broke it for him,' replied Tommy, "'and when he had explained, her eyes accused him of heartlessness.

Starting point is 02:58:14 "'If it had been my own,' he said in self-defense, "'it should have gone crack just the same.' "'Poor Gavinia! Had you no feeling for her?' "'Govina was not there,' Tommy replied triumphantly. "'She had run off with a soldier. "'You dared to conceive that?' "'It helped.' Griselle stamped her foot. You could take away dear Gavignia's character with a smile.

Starting point is 02:58:39 On the contrary, said Tommy, my heart bled for her. Did you not notice that I was crying? But he could not make Griselle smile. So to please her, he said, with a smile that was not very sincere. I wish I were different, but that is how ideas come to me, at least all those that are of any value. Surely you could fight against them and drive them away. this to Tommy, who held out sugar to them to lure them to him. But still he treated her with consideration. That would mean my giving up writing altogether, Griselle, he said kindly. Then why not give it up? Really, but she admired him and he still bore with her. I don't like the book, she said, if it is written at such a cost. People say the book has done them good, Griselle.

Starting point is 02:59:29 "'What does that matter if it does you harm?' In her eagerness to persuade him, her words came pell-mell. "'If writing makes you live in such an unreal world, it must do you harm. I see now what Mr. Catherow meant long ago when he called you sent it—' Tommy Winst. "'I remember what Mr. Cathrow called me,' he said, with surprising Hortur for such a good-natured man. But he does not call me that now. Nobody calls me that now, except you, Griselle.

Starting point is 02:59:59 "'What does that matter?' she replied distressfully, "'if it's true. In the definition of sentimentality in the dictionary—' "'He rose indignantly. You have been looking me up in the dictionary, have you, Griselle?' "'Yes, the night you told me you would hurt your ankle intentionally.' He laughed without mirth now. I thought you had put that down to vanity. "'I think,' she said, "'it was vanity that gave you the courage to do it.' and he liked one word in this remark then you do give me credit for a little courage i think you could do the most courageous things she told him so long as there was no real reason why you should do them it was a shot that rang the bell oh our tommy heard it ringing but to do him justice he bore no malice he was proud rather of griselle's markmanship at least he said meekly it was courageous of me to tell you the truth in the end but to his surprise she shook her head

Starting point is 03:01:01 no she replied it was sweet of you you did it impulsively because you were sorry for me and i think it was sweet but impulse is not courage so now tommy knew all about it his plain-spoken critic had been examining him with a candle and had paid particular attention to his defects but against them she set the fact that he had done something chivalrous for her and it held her heart though the others were in possession of the head how like a woman he thought with a pleased smile he knew them still he was chagrined that she made so little of his courage and it was to stab her that he said with subdued bitterness i always had a suspicion that i was that sort of person and it is pleasant to have it pointed out by one's oldest friend no one will ever accuse you of want of courage griselle she was looking straight at him and her eyes did not drop but they looked still more with "'Tommy did not understand the courage that made her say what she had said, "'but he knew he was hurting her. "'He knew that if she was too plain-spoken it was out of loyalty, "'and that to wound Griselle because she had to speak her mind was a shame.

Starting point is 03:02:14 "'Yes, he always knew that. "'But he could do it. He could even go on. "'And it is satisfactory that you have thought me out so thoroughly "'because you will not need to think me out any more. "'You know me now, Griselle, and can have no more fear of me.' when was i ever afraid of you she demanded she was looking at him suspiciously now never as a girl he asked it jumped out of him he was sorry as soon as he had said it there was a long pause so you remembered it all the time she said quietly you have been making pretense again he asked her to forgive him and she nodded her head at once but why did you pretend to have forgotten i thought it would please you grezell why should pretence please me she rose suddenly in a white heat you don't mean to say that you think i am afraid of you still he said no a moment too late he knew it was too late

Starting point is 03:03:14 "'Don't be angry with me, Griselle,' he begged her earnestly. "'I am so glad I was mistaken. It made me miserable. I've been a terrible blunderer, but I mean well. I misread your eyes.' "'My eyes?' "'They have always seemed to be watching me, and often there was such a wistful look in them. It reminded me of the past.' "'You thought I was still afraid of you. Say it!' said Griselle, stamping her foot. But he would not say it. It was not merely fear that he was not merely fear that

Starting point is 03:03:44 he thought he had seen in her eyes, you remember. This was still his comfort, and I suppose, it gave the touch of complacency to his face that made Griselle merciless. She did not mean to be merciless, but only to tell the truth. If some of her words were scornful, there was sadness in her voice all the time instead of triumph. For years and years, she said, standing straight as an elvant, I have been able to laugh at all the ignorant fears of my childhood. And if you don't know why I have watched you and been unable to help watch you. you since you came back I shall tell you but I think you might have guessed you who writes books about women it is because I liked you when you were a boy you

Starting point is 03:04:23 were often horrid but you were my first friend when every other person was against me you let me play with you when no other boy or girl would let me play and so all the time you have been away I've been hoping that you were growing into a noble man and when you came back I watched to see whether you were the noble man I wanted you so much to be and you are not. Do you see now why my eyes look wistful? It is because I wanted to admire you, and I can't. She went away, and the great authority on women raged about the room. Oh, but he was galled. There had been five feet nine of him, but he was shrinking. By and by,

Starting point is 03:05:03 the red light came into his eyes. End of Chapter 8. Chapter 9 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Librevox recording. All Librevevroval. recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox dot org recording by k hand tommy and grezell by j m barry chapter nine gallant behavior of t sandys there were now no fewer than three men engaged each in his own way in the siege of grezell nothing in common between them except insulted vanity one was a broken fellow who took for granted that she preferred to pass him by in the street. His bow was also an apology to her for his existence. He not only knew that she thought him wholly despicable, but agreed with her. In the long ago, yesterday, for instance, he had been happy, courted, esteemed. He had even esteemed himself, and so done useful work in the world. But she had flung him to earth so heavily that he had

Starting point is 03:06:14 made a hole in it, out of which he could never climb. There he lay damned, hers, the glory of destroying him. He hoped she was proud of her handiwork. That was one Thomas Sandys, the one, perhaps, who put on the velvet jacket in the morning. But it might be number two who took that jacket off at night. He was a good-natured cynic, vastly amused by the airs this little girl put on before a man of note, and he took a malicious pleasure in letting her see that they entertained him. He goaded her intentionally into expressions of temper, because she looked prettiest then, and trifled with her hair, but this was in imagination only, and called her a quaint child, but this was beneath his breath. The third, he might be the one who wore the jacket,

Starting point is 03:07:00 was a haughty boy who was not only done with her forever, but meant to let her see it. His soul cried, oh, oh, for a conservatory and some of society's darlings, and grezell at the window to watch how he got on with them. And now that I think of it, there was also a fourth, Sandy's, the grave author, whose life in two volumes eight VO, I ought at this moment to be writing without a word about the other Tommy's. They amused him a great deal. When they were doing something big, he would suddenly appear and take a note of it. The boy, who was stiffly polite to her, when Tommy was angry, he became very polite, told her that he had been invited to the the seat of the Rintoul family, and that he understood there were some charming girls there.

Starting point is 03:07:49 I hope you will like them, Griselle said pleasantly. If you could see how they will like me, he wanted to reply, but of course he could not, and unfortunately there was no one by to say it for him. Tommy often felt this want of a secretary. The abject one found a glove of Grisels that she did not know she had lost, and put it in his pocket. There it lay unknown to her. he knew that he must not even ask them to bury it with him in his grave this was a little thing to ask but too much for him he saw his effects being examined after all that was mortal of t sandies had been consigned to earth and this pathetic little glove coming to light ah then then griselle would know by the way what would she have known i am sure i cannot tell you nor could tommy forced to face the question in this vulgar way have told you yet whatever a-i'll know what would she have known i am sure i cannot tell you nor could tommy forced to face the question in this vulgar way have told you yet whatever it was, it gave him some moist moments. If Griselle saw him in this mood, her reproachful look

Starting point is 03:08:49 implied that he was sentimentalizing again. How this little chit understood him. The man of the world sometimes came upon the glove in his pocket and laughed at it, as such men do when they recall their callow youth. He took walks with Griselle without her knowing that she accompanied him, or rather he let her come, she was so eager. In his imagination, for Bright were the dreams of Thomas, He saw her looking longingly after him, just as the dog looks, and then, not being really a cruel man, he would call over his shoulder. Put on your hat, little woman, you can come. Then he conceived her wandering with him through the den and catam wood, clinging to his arm and looking up adoringly at him. What a loving little soul it is, he said, and pinched her ear, whereat she glowed with pleasure.

Starting point is 03:09:39 But I forgot, he would add, bantering her. you don't admire me. Hi-ho, Griselle wants to admire me, but she can't. He got some satisfaction out of these flights of fancy, but it had a scurvy way of deserting him in the hour of greatest need. Where was it, for instance, when the real Griselle appeared and fixed that inquiring eye on him? He went to the Spittle several times, Elspeth with him when she cared to go, for Lady Rintoul, and all the others had to learn and remember that, unless they made much of Elspeth, there could be no T. Sandys for them. He glared at anyone, male or female, who, on being introduced to Elspeth, did not remain, obviously impressed by her side.

Starting point is 03:10:24 Give pleasure to Elspeth, or away I go, was written all over him. And it had to be the right kind of pleasure, too. The ladies must feel that she was more innocent than they, and talk accordingly. He would walk the flower garden with none of them, until he knew for certain that the man walking it with little Elspeth was a person to be tried. trusted. Once he was convinced of this, however, he was very much at their service, and so little to be trusted himself, that perhaps they should have had careful brothers also. He told them, one at a time, that they were strangely unlike all the other women he had known, and held their hands a moment longer than was absolutely necessary, and then went away, leaving them and

Starting point is 03:11:04 him a prey to conflicting and puzzling emotions. Lord Rintoul, whose hair was so like his skin, that in the family portraits he might have been painted in one color, could never rid himself of the feeling that it must be a great thing to a writing chap to get a good dinner. But her ladyship always explained him away with an apologetic smile, which went over his remarks like a piece of India rubber, so that in the end he had never said anything. She was a slight pretty woman of nearly forty, and liked Tommy, because he remembered so vividly her coming to the spittle as a bride. He even remembered how she had been dressed. her white bonnet, for instance. For so long, Tommy said, musing, I resented other women in white bonnets.

Starting point is 03:11:48 It seemed profanation. How absurd, she told him, laughing. You must have been quite a small boy at the time. But with a lonely boy's passionate admiration for beautiful things, he answered, and his gravity was a gentle rebuke to her. It was all a long time ago, he said, taking both her hands in his. But I never forgot. And dearly, lady I have often wanted to thank you. What he was thanking her for is not precisely clear, but she knew that the artistic temperament is an odd sort of thing, and from this time Lady Rintoul liked Tommy, and even tried to find the right wife for him from among the families of the surrounding clergy. His step was sometimes quite springy when he left the spittle, but Griselle's shadow was always waiting for him somewhere on the way home, to take the life out of him, and after

Starting point is 03:12:39 that it was again, oh, sorrowful delusion, oh, world gone gray. Griselle did not admire him. T. Sandys was no longer a wonder to Grisell. He went home to that as surely as the laborer to his evening platter. And now we come to the affair of the slugs. Corp had got a holiday, and they were off together fishing the Drumley water by Lord Rintoul's permission. They had fished the Drumley many a time without it, and this was to be another such day as those of old. The one who woke at four was to rouse the other. Never had either waked at four, but one of them was married now, and any woman can wake at any hour she chooses, so at four Corp was pushed out of bed, and soon thereafter they took the road. Griselle's blinds were already up. Do you mind,

Starting point is 03:13:27 Corp said, how often, when we had boasted we were to start at four and didna get roaded till six. We wriggled by that window, so Griselle shouldna see us. She usually did see us, Tommy replied ruefully. Griselle always spotted us, Corp, when we had anything to hide, and missed us when we were anxious to be seen. There was no juke in her, said Corp. Do you mind how that used to bother you? A senseless remark to a man whom it was bothering still, or shall we say to a boy, for the boy came back to Tommy when he heard the drummly singing. It was as if he had suddenly seen his mother looking young again. There had been a thunder-shower as they drew near,

Starting point is 03:14:08 followed by a rush of wind that pinned them to a dyke, swept the road bare, banged every door in the glen, and then sank suddenly as if it had never been, like a mole in the sand. But now the sun was out. Every fence and farmyard rope was a string of diamond drops. There was one to every blade of grass. They lurked among the wild roses. Larks, drunken with song, shook them from their wings.

Starting point is 03:14:31 The whole earth shone so gloriously with them that for a time Tommy ceased to care whether he was admired. We can pay nature no higher compliment. But when they came to the slugs. The Slugs of Kenny is a wild crevice through which the drummley cuts its way, black and treacherous, into a lovely glade where it gambles for the rest of its short life. You would not believe to see it laughing that it had so lately escaped from prison. To the slugs they made their way. Not to fish. for any trout that are there are thinking forever of the way out and of nothing else but to eat their luncheon and they ate it sitting on the mossy stones the persons had longed ago helped to smooth and looking at a roan branch which now as then was trailing in the water there were no fish to catch but there was a boy trying to catch them he was on the opposite bank had crawled down it only other boys can tell how a barefooted urchin of ten or twelve with an enormous bagful of worms hanging from his jill

Starting point is 03:15:31 jacket button. To put a new worm on the hook without coming to destruction, he first twisted his legs about a young birch and put his arms around it. He was after a big one, he informed Corp, though he might as well have been fishing in a treatise on the art of angling. Corp exchanged pleasantries with him, told him that Tommy was Captain Yer, and that he was his faithful servant, Alexander Bett, both of Edinburgh. Since the birth of his child, Corp had become something of a humorist. Tommy was not listening. As he lulled in the sun, he was turning without his knowledge into one of the other tommies. Let us watch the process. He had found a half-fledged Mavis lying dead in the grass. Remember also how the larks had sung after rain. Tommy lost sight and sound of Corp and the boy.

Starting point is 03:16:18 What he seemed to see was a baby lark that had got out of its nest sideways, a fall of half a foot only, but a dreadful drop for a baby. You can get back this way, it's mother's said, and showed it the way, which was quite easy, but when the baby tried to leap, it fell on its back. Then the mother marked out lines on the ground, from one to the other, of which he was to practice hopping, and soon it could hop beautifully so long as its mother was there to say every moment, how beautifully you hop. Now teach me to hop up, the little lark said, meaning that it wanted to fly, and the mother tried to do that also, but in vain. She could soar up, up, up, bravely, but could not explain how she did it.

Starting point is 03:16:58 This distressed her very much, and she thought hard about how she had learned to fly long ago last year. But all she could recall for certain was that you suddenly do it. Wait till the sun comes out after the rain, she said half remembering. What is sun? What is rain? the little bird asked. If you cannot teach me to fly, teach me to sing. When the sun comes out after rain, the mother replied, then you will know how to sing. The rain came and glued the little bird's wings together. I shall never be able to fly nor to sing, it wailed.

Starting point is 03:17:31 Then of a sudden it had to blink its eyes, for a glorious light had spread over the world, catching every leaf and twig and blade of grass in tears, and putting a smile in to every tear. The baby bird's breast swelled, it did not know why, and it fluttered from the ground. It did not know how. The sun has come out after the rain, it trilled. Thank you, son, thank you, thank you. Oh, mother, did you hear me? I can sing.

Starting point is 03:17:57 And it floated up, up, up, crying, Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, to the sun. Oh, mother, do you see me? I am flying. And being but a baby, it soon was gasping, but still it trilled to the same ecstasy. And when it fell panting to the earth, it still trilled, and the distracted mother called to it to take a breath or it would die, but it could not to stop.

Starting point is 03:18:21 Thank you, thank you, thank you. It sang to the sun till its little heart burst. With filmy eyes Tommy searched himself for the little pocket book in which he took notes of such sad thoughts as these, and in place of the book he found a glove wrapped in silk paper. He sat there with it in his hand, nodding his head over it so broken-heartedly you could not have believed that he had forgotten it for several days. Death was still his subject, but it was no longer a bird he saw. It was a very noble woman, and his white, dead face stared at the sky from the bottom of a deep pool. I don't know how he got there, but a woman who would not admire him had something to do with it. No sun after rain had come into that tragic life. To the water that had ended it, his white face seemed to be saying,

Starting point is 03:19:07 Thank you, thank you, thank you. It was the old story of a faithless woman. He had given her his heart, and she had played with it. For her sake, he had striven to be famous. For her alone he had toiled through the dreary years in London. The goal, her lap, in which he should one day place his book. A poor, trivial little work, he knew, yet much admired by the best critics. Never had his thoughts wandered from one instant of that time to another woman.

Starting point is 03:19:35 He had been as faithful in life as in death, and now she came to the edge of the pool and peered down at his staring eyes and laughed. He had got this far when a shout from Corp brought him, dazed to his feet. It had been preceded by another cry as the boy in the sapling he was twisted round toppled into the river together, uprooted stones and clods pounding after them, and discoloring the pool into which the torrent rushes between rocks, to swirl frantically before it dives down a narrow channel and leaps into another cauldron. There was no climbing down those precipitous rocks. Corp was shouting, gesticulating, impotent. How can you stand so still? he roared. For Tommy was standing quite still, like one not yet thoroughly awake. The boy's head was

Starting point is 03:20:19 visible now and again as he was carried round in the seething water. When he came to the outer ring down that channel he must infallibly go, and every second or two he was in a wider circle. Tommy was awake now, and he could not stand still and see a boy drowned before his eyes. He knew that to attempt to save him was to face a terrible danger, especially as he could not swim, but he kicked off his boots. There was some gallantry in the man. "'You wouldn't a dare!' Corp cried aghast. Tommy hesitated for a moment, but he had an abundance of physical courage. He clenched his teeth and jumped. But before he jumped, he pushed the glove into Corp's hand, saying, give her that, and tell her it never left my heart. He did not say who she was.

Starting point is 03:21:03 He scarcely knew that he was saying it. It was his dream intruding on reality, as a wheel may revolve for a moment longer after the spring breaks. Corp saw him strike the water and disappear. He tore along the bank as he had never run before, until he got to the water's edge below the slugs, and climbed and fought his way to the scene of the disaster. Before he reached it, however, we should have had no hero, had not the sapling, the cause of all this pother, made amends by barring the way down the narrow channel. Tommy was clinging to it and the boy to him, and at some risk, Corp got them both ashore, where they lay gasping like fish in a creel.

Starting point is 03:21:41 The boy was the first to rise to look for his fishing rod, and he was surprised to find no six-pounder at the end of it. She has broke the line again, he said, for he was sure then and ever afterwards that a big one had pulled him in. Corp slapped him for his ingratitude, but the man who had saved this boy's life wanted no thanks. Off to your home with you wherever it is, he said to the boy, who obeyed silently. And then to Corp. He is a little fool, Corp, but not such a fool as I am. He lay on his face, shivering, not from cold, not from shock, but in a horror of himself.

Starting point is 03:22:16 I think it may fairly be said that he had done a brave, if, foolhardy thing. It was certainly to save the boy that he had jumped, and he had given himself a moment's time in which to draw back if he should choose, which vastly enhances the merit of the deed. But sentimentality had been there also, and he was now shivering with a pre-sentiment of the length to which it might one day carry him. They lit a fire among the rocks at which he dried his clothes, and then they set out for home, Corp doing all the talking. What a town there will be about this in thrums, was his text, and he was surprised when Tommy at last broke silence by saying passionately,

Starting point is 03:22:55 Never speak about this to me again, Corp, as long as you live. Promise me that. Promise never to mention to anyone. I want no one to know what I did today, and no one will ever know unless you tell. The boy can't tell, for we are strangers to him. He thinks you are a Captain Ur, and that I'm Alexander bet his servant, said Corp. I told him that for a divert. Then let him continue to think that. Of course, Corp promised, and I'll go to the stake afore I break my promise, he swore, happily remembering one of the Jacobite oaths. But he was puzzled. They would make so much of Tommy if they knew. They would think him a wonder. Did he not want to that? No, Tommy replied. You used to like it. You used to like it most Mikti.

Starting point is 03:23:43 I have changed. Aye, you have, but since when? Since you took to making printed books? Tommy did not say, but it was more recently than that. What he was surrendering, no one could have needed to be told less than he. The magnitude of the sacrifice was what enabled him to make it. He was always at home among the superlatives. It was the little things that bothered him.

Starting point is 03:24:06 In his present fear of the ride that sentimentality might yet goad him to, he craved for mastery over self. He knew that his struggles with his familiar usually ended in an embrace, and he had made a passionate vow that it should be so no longer. The best beginning of the new man was to deny himself the glory that would be his if his deed were advertised to the world. Even Griselle must never know of it, Griselle whose admiration was so dear to him. Thus he punished himself, and again I think he deserves respect. of chapter 9 chapter 10 of Tommy and Griselle this is a Libravox recording all Libravox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please

Starting point is 03:24:57 visit Libravox.org recording by Kay Hand Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry chapter 10 gavinia on the track Corp you remember had said that he would go to the stake rather than break his promise and dement it too though what the stake was and why such a pother about going to it, he did not know. He was to learn now, forever, for to the stake he had to go. This was because Gavinia, when folding up his clothes, found in one of the pockets a glove wrapped in silk paper. Tommy had forgotten it until too late, for when he asked Corp for the glove it was already in Gavinia's possession, and she had declined to return it without an explanation. You must tell her nothing, Tommy said sternly. He was uneasy, but relieved to find

Starting point is 03:25:45 that Corp did not know whose glove it was, or even why gentlemen carry a lady's glove in their pocket. At first, Givinia was mildly curious only, but her husband's refusal to answer any questions roused her dander. She tried cajolery, fried his take of trout deliciously for him, and he sat down to them sniffing. They were small, and the remainder of their brief career was in two parts. First he lifted them by the tail, then he laid down the tail, but not a word about the glove. She tried tears. "'Dinna greet, woman,' he said in distress. "'What would the bairn say if he kentai made you greet?'

Starting point is 03:26:23 Givinia went on greeting, and the baby, waking up promptly took her side. "'Dam the thing,' said Corp. "'You're ain't bairn. I meant the glove,' he roared. It was curiosity only that troubled Gavinia. A reader of romance, as you may remember, she had encountered in the printed page a score of ladies, who, on finding such parcels in their husband's pockets, left their homes at once and forever, and she had never doubted but that it was the only course to follow. Such is the power of the writer of fiction. But when the case was her own, she was merely curious. Such are the limitations

Starting point is 03:26:59 of the writer of fiction. That there was a woman in it she did not believe for a moment. This, of course, did not prevent her saying, with a sob, was the woman. With great earnestness, Corp assured her that there was no woman. He even proved it. Just listen to Reason Gavignia. If I was such a black as to be chief with the only woman, and she wanted to give me a present will, she might give me a pair of gloves. But one glove, what use would one glove be to me? I tell you, if a woman had the impudence to give me one glove, I would fling it in her face. Nothing could have been clearer, as he had put it thus considerately, because when a woman, even the shrewdest of them, is excited, any man knows this, one has to explain matters to her as simply and patiently as if she were a four-year-old.

Starting point is 03:27:49 Yet Givinia affected to be unconvinced, and for several days she led Corp the life of a lodger in his own house. Hands off that poor innocent, she said when he approached the baby. If he reproved her, she replied meekly, what can you expect from a woman that does no wear gloves. To the baby, she said, he despises you, my Bonnie, because you had no gloves. I, that's what makes him turn up his nose at you. But your mother is fond of you. Gloves or no gloves. She told the baby the story of the glove daily, with many monstrous additions. When Corp came home from his work, she said that a poor lovelorn female had called with a boot for him, and a request

Starting point is 03:28:29 that he should carry it in the pocket of his Sabbath breaks. Worst of all, she listened to what he said in the night. Corp had a habit of talking in his sleep. He was usually taking tickets at such times, and it had been her custom to stop him violently. But now she changed her tactics. She encouraged him. I would be lying in my bed, he said to Tommy, dreaming that a man had fallen into the slugs, and instead of trying to save him, I cried out tickets, they are all tickets ready. And first he hands me a glove, and nist he hands me a boot, and havers of that kind such as anybody dreams. But in the middle of my dreams it comes over me that I had better waking up to see what Givinia is doing. And I opened my e'en, and there she is, sitting up, hearkening avidly,

Starting point is 03:29:15 to my every word, and putting sly questions to me about the glove. What glove? Tommy asked coldly. The glove and silk paper. I never heard of it, said Tommy. Corp sighed. No, he said loyally, neither did I. And he went back to the station and sat gloomily in a wagon. He got no help from Tommy, not even when rumors of the incident at the slugs, became noised abroad. A buddy kins about the laddie now, he said. What laddie? Tommy inquired.

Starting point is 03:29:45 Him that fell into the slugs. Ah, yes, Tommy said. I've just been reading about that in the paper. A plucky fellow, this Captain Urr who saved him. I wonder who he is. I wonder, Corp said with a groan. There was an Alexander bet with him, according to the papers. Tommy went on.

Starting point is 03:30:03 "'Do you know any bet?' "'It's Noah Thrum's name,' Corp replied thankfully. "'I just made it up.' "'What do you mean?' Tommy asked blankly. "'Corp sighed and went back to the wagon. "'He was particularly truculent that evening when the six o'clock train came in. "'Tickets there look slippy with your tickets.' His head bobbed up at the window of another compartment.

Starting point is 03:30:26 "'Tick!' he began, and then he ducked. "'The compartment contained a boy looking as scared as if he had just had his face washed, and an old woman who was clutching a large linen bag as if expecting some scoundrel to appear through the floor and grip it with her other hand she held on to the boy and being unused to travel they were both sitting very self-conscious humble and defiant like persons in church who have forgotten to bring their bible the general effect however was lost on corp for whom it was enough that in one of them he recognized the boy of the slugs he thought that he had seen the old lady before also but he could not give her a name It was quite a relief to him to notice she was not wearing gloves. He heard her inquiring for one Alexander Bette, and being told that there was no such person in thrums. He's married on a woman of the name of Givinia, said the old lady, and then they directed her to the house of the only Gavinia in the place, with dark forebodings corp skulked after her. He remembered who she was now.

Starting point is 03:31:28 She was the old woman with a nutcracker face on whom he had cried in, more than a year ago, to say that Gavignia was to have him. Her mud cottage had been near the slugs. Yes, and this was the boy who had been supping porridge with her. Corp guessed rightly that the boy had remembered his unlucky visit. Heim doomed, Corp muttered to himself, pronouncing it in another way. The woman, the boy, and the bag entered the house of Givinia, and presently she came out with them.

Starting point is 03:31:59 She was looking very important and terrible. They went straight to A. Lee's cottage. and Corp was wondering why, when he suddenly remembered that Tommy was to be there at tea today. End of Chapter 10. Chapter 11 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Librevox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org.

Starting point is 03:32:29 Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry. Chapter 11, the Tea Party. It was quite a large tea party, and was held in what had been the schoolroom. Nothing there now, however, to recall an academic pass, for even the space against which a map of the world, Mercado's projection, had once hung, was gone the colour of the rest of the walls, and with it had faded away the last relic of the Hankees school. It will not fade so quickly from my memory, Tommy said, to please Mrs. MacLean. His affection for his old schoolmistress was as sincere as hers for him. I could tell you

Starting point is 03:33:05 of scores of pretty things he had done to give her pleasure since his return, all carried out too with a delicacy which few men could rival, and never a woman, but they might make you like him so we shall pass them by." Ailey said, blushing, that she had taught him very little. "'Everything I know,' he replied, and then with a courteous bow to the gentleman opposite, except what I learned from Mr. Catherow. "'Thank you,' Catherow said shortly. Tommy had behaved splendidly to him, and called him his dear person.

Starting point is 03:33:35 and yet the Domini still itched to be at him with the tours as of old. And fine he knows I'm itching, he reflected, which made him itch the more. It should have been the most successful party, for in the rehearsals between the hostess and her maid Christina, every conceivable difficulty had been ironed out. Ailey was wearing her black silk, but without the Honiton lace, so that Miss Sophia Inez need not become depressed, and she had herself taken the chair with the weak back. Mr. Catherow, who, though a lean man, needed a great deal of room at table, had been seated far away from the spinet, to allow Christina to pass him without climbing. Miss Sophia and

Starting point is 03:34:17 Griselle had the doctor between them, and there was also a bachelor, but an older one, for Elspeth. Mr. MacLean, as stout in Humerson as of yore, had solemnly promised his wife to be jocular, but not too jocular. Neither minister could complain, for if Mr. Dissart had been asked to say grace, Mr. Gloke knew that he was to be called on for the benediction. Christina, obeying strict orders, glided around the table leisurely, as if she were not in the least excited, though she could be heard rushing along the passage like one who had entered for a race, and lastly there was, as chief guest, the celebrated Thomas Sandys.

Starting point is 03:34:56 It should have been a triumph of a tea party, and yet it was not. Mrs. McLean could not tell why. Griselle could have told why, her eyes told why every time they rested scornfully on Mr. Sandys. It was he, they said, who was spoiling the entertainment, and for the pitiful reason that the company were not making enough of him. He was the guest of the evening, but they were talking admiringly of another man, and so he sulked. Oh, how she scorned Tommy. That other man was, of course, the unknown Captain Eur, gallant rescuer of boys, hero of all who admire brave actions except the jealous Sandys.

Starting point is 03:35:34 Tommy had poo-poohed him from the first to Griselle's unutterable woe. Have you not one word of praise for such a splendid deed, she had asked in despair? I see nothing splendid about it, he replied coldly. I advise you in your own interests not to talk in that way to others, she said. Don't you see what they will say? I can't help that, answered Tommy the just. If they ask my opinion, I must give you. them the truth. I thought you were fond of the truth, Griselle. To that she could only ring her hands

Starting point is 03:36:05 and say nothing, but it had never struck her that the truth could be so bitter, and now he was giving his opinion at Mrs. McLean's party, and they were all against him, except in a measure Elspeth's bachelor, who said cheerily, we should all have done it if we had been in Captain Eur's place. I would have done it myself, Miss Elspeth, though not fond of the water. He addressed all single ladies by their Christian name with a miss in front of it. This was the mark of a confirmed bachelor, and comes upon him at one and twenty. I could not have done it, Griselle replied decisively, though she was much the bravest person present, and he explained that he meant the men only.

Starting point is 03:36:47 His name was James Bonthron, let us call him Mr. James. Men are so brave, she responded with her eyes on Tommy, and he received the stab in silence. Had the blood spouted from the wound, it would have been an additional gratification to him. Tommy was like those superb characters of romance, who bear their breasts to the enemy and say, strike. Well, well, Mr. Cathra observed, None of us was on the spot, and so we had no opportunity of showing our heroism. But you were nearby, Mr. Sandy's,

Starting point is 03:37:19 and if you had fished up the water that day, instead of down, you might have been called upon. I wonder what you would have done. Yes, Tommy was exasperating to him still, as in the long ago, and Catherow said this maliciously, yet feeling that he did a risky thing, so convinced was he by old experience that you were getting in the way of a road machine when you opposed Thomas Sandys. I wonder, Tommy replied quietly. The answer made a poor impression, and Catherow longed to go on, but he was always most

Starting point is 03:37:50 dangerous when he was quiet, he reflected uneasily, and checked himself in a sheer funk. Mr. Glogue came, as he thought, to Tommy's defence. If Mr. Sandy's questions, he said heavily, whether courage would have been a vouchsafed to him at that trying hour, it is right and fitting that he should admit it with Christian humility. Quite so, quite so, Mr. James agreed, with heartiness. He had begun to look solemn at the word vouchsafed. For we are differently gifted, continued Mr. Gloke, now addressing his congregation. To some is given courage, to some learning, to some grace.

Starting point is 03:38:25 Each has his strong point. He ended abruptly, and tucked reverently into the jam, which seemed to be his. If he would not have risked his life to save the boy, Elspeth interposed hotly, it would have been because he was thinking of me. I should like to believe that thought of you would have checked me, Tommy said. I'm sure it would, said Griselle. Mr. Cathro was rubbing his hands together covertly, yet half-wishing he could take her aside and whisper,

Starting point is 03:38:52 Be canny! It's grand to hear you, but be canny. He is looking most extraordinary meek, and unless he has cast his skin since he was a laddie, it's not chancy to meddle with him when he is meek. The doctor also noticed that Griselle was pressing Tommy too hard, and though he did not like the man, he was surprised. He had always thought her so fair-minded. For my part, he said, I don't admire the unknown half so much for what he did as for his behaviour afterwards.

Starting point is 03:39:20 To risk his life was something, but to disappear quietly without taking any credit for it was finer, and I should say much more difficult. I think it was sweet of him, Griselle said. I don't see it, said Tommy, and the silence that followed should have been unpleasant to him, but he went on calmly. Doubtless it was a mere impulse that made him jump into the pool. An impulse is not courage. He was quoting Griselle now, you observe, and though he did not look at her, he knew her eyes

Starting point is 03:39:49 were fixed on him reproachfully. And so, he concluded, I suppose Captain Yor knew he had been, done no great thing, and preferred to avoid exaggerated applause. Even Elspeth was troubled. She must defend her dear brother. He would have avoided him himself, he explained quickly. He dislikes praise so much that he does not understand how sweet it is to smaller people. This made Tommy wins. He was always distressed when timid Elspeth blurted out things of this sort in company, and not the least of his merits was that he usually for bawled from chiding her for it afterwards, so reluctant was he to hurt her.

Starting point is 03:40:26 In a world where there were no women except Elspeth's, Tommy would have been a saint. He saw the doctor smiling now, and at once his annoyance with her changed to wrath against him for daring to smile at Little Elspeth. She saw the smile too and blushed. But she was not angry. She knew that the people who smiled at her liked her,

Starting point is 03:40:45 and that no one smiled at her so much as Dr. Gemmel. The Dominie said fearfully, I have no doubt that explains it, Miss Sandy's. Even as a boy, I remember your brother had a horror of vulgar applause. Now, he said to himself, he will rise up and smite me. But no, Tommy replied quietly, I am afraid that was not my character, Mr. Cathrow, but I hope I have changed since then,

Starting point is 03:41:08 and that I could pull a boy out of the water without wanting to be extolled for it. That he could say such things before her was terrible to Griselle. It was perhaps conceivable that he might pull the boy out of the water, as he so ungenerously expressed it, that he could refrain from basking in the glory thereof, that she knew was quite impossible. Her eyes begged him to take back those shameful words, but he bravely declined.

Starting point is 03:41:33 Not even to please Griselle, could he pretend that what was not was. No more sentiment for T. Sandys. The spirit has all gone out of him, what am I afraid of? Reflected the Dominie, and he rose suddenly to make a speech, teacup in hand.

Starting point is 03:41:48 Cathro, Cathero, Cthro, you taty-douly, you are riding to destruction, said a warning voice within him, but against his better judgment he stifled it and began. He begged to propose the health of Captain Yore. He was sure they would all join with him cordially in drinking it, including Mr. Sandys, who unfortunately differed from them in his estimation of the hero. That was only, however, as had been conclusively shown, because he was a hero himself,

Starting point is 03:42:15 and so could make light of heroic deeds, with other sly hits at Mr. Sandis. But when all the others rose to drink the toast, Tommy remained seated. The Dominique coughed. Perhaps Mr. Sandy's means to reply, Griselle suggested icily. And it was at this uncomfortable moment that Christina appeared suddenly, and in a state of suppressed excitement, requested her mistress to speak with her behind the door. All the knowing ones were aware that something terrible must have happened in the kitchen.

Starting point is 03:42:47 Miss Sophia thought it might have been the china teapot, She smiled reassuringly to signify that whatever it was she would help Mrs. McLean through, and so did Mr. James. He was a perfect lady. How dramatic it all was, as Ailey said frequently afterwards, she was back in a moment with her hand on her heart. Mr. Sandy's were her astounding words. A lady wants to see you. Tommy rose in surprise, as did several of the others.

Starting point is 03:43:15 Was it really you? Ailey cried. She says it was you. I don't understand, Mrs. Mrs. McLean, he answered, I have done nothing. But she says, and she is at the door. All eyes turn on the door so longingly that it opened under their pressure.

Starting point is 03:43:31 And a boy who had been at the keyhole stumbled forward. That's him, he announced, pointing a stern finger at Mr. Sandy's. But he says he did not do it, Ailey said. He's a liar, said the boy. His manner was that of the police, and it had come so sharply upon Tommy that he looked not unlike a detected criminal. Most of them thought he was being accused of something vile, and the domine demanded with a light heart,

Starting point is 03:43:57 Who is the woman? While Mr James had a pleasant feeling that the ladies should be requested to retire, but just then the woman came in, and she was much older than they had expected. That's him, Granny, the boy said, still severely, that's the man who saved my life at the slugs. And then, when the truth was dawning on them all,

Starting point is 03:44:18 and there were exclamations of wonder, a pretty scene suddenly presented itself for the old lady, who had entered with a timidous courtesy, slipped down on her knees before Tommy and kissed his hand. That young rascal of a boy was all she had. They were all moved by her simplicity, but none quite so much as Tommy. He gulped with genuine emotion, and saw her through a maze of beautiful thoughts that delayed all sense of triumph, and even made him forget for a little while to wonder what Grisel was thinking of him now. As the old lady poured out her thanks tremblingly, he was excitedly planning her future. He was a poor man, but she was to be brought by him into thrums to a little

Starting point is 03:45:00 cottage overgrown with roses. No more hard work for these dear old hands. She could sell scones, perhaps. She could have a cow. He would send the boy to college and make a minister of him. She should yet hear her grandson preach in the church to which as a boy, but here the old lady somewhat imperiled the picture by rising actively and dumping upon the table the contents of the bag, a fowl for Tommy. She was as poorer an old lady as ever put a harpenny into the church plate on Sundays. But that she should present a hen to the preserver of her grandson, her mind had been made up from the moment she had reason to think that she could find him, and it was to be the finest hen in all the country round. She was an old lady of infinite spirit, and daily, dragging the

Starting point is 03:45:47 boy with her lest he again went a-fishing. She trudged to farms near and far to examine and feel their hens. She was a brittle old lady who creaked as she walked and cracked like a wind-pod in the heat. But she did her dozen miles or more a day and passed all the fowls in review and could not be deceived by the craftiest of farmer's wives. And in the tale of the day she became the possessor and did herself thaw the neck of the stoutest and toughest hen that ever entered a linen bag head foremost. By this time the boy had given way in the legs, and hence the railway journey. It's cost defrayed by admiring friends. With careful Hanley, he should get a week out of her gift, she explained complacently. Besides two makes of broth, and she and the boy looked as if

Starting point is 03:46:35 they would like dearly to sit opposite Tommy during those seven days and watch him gorgeing. If you look at the matter right, it was a handsomer present than many a tiara, but if you are of the same stuff as Mr. James, it was only a hen. Mr. James tittered, and one or two of the others made ready to titter. It was a moment to try, Tommy, for there are doubtless heroes as gallant as he who do not know how to receive a present of a hen. Griselle, who had been holding back, moved a little nearer. If he hurt that sweet old woman's feelings she could never forgive him, never! He heard the titter, and ridicule was terrible to him, but he also knew why Griselle had come closer, and what she wanted of him. Our Tommy, in short, had emerged from his emotion,

Starting point is 03:47:22 and once more knew what was what. It was not his fault that he stood revealed a hero. The little gods had done it. Therefore, let him do credit to the chosen of the little gods. The way he took that old lady's wrinkled hand and bowed over it and thanked her was an ode to manhood. Everyone was touched. Those who had been about to titter wondered what on earth Mr. James, had seen to titter at, and Griselle almost clapped her hands with joy. She would have done it altogether had not Tommy just then made the mistake of looking at her for approval. She fell back, and intoxicated with himself he thought it was because her heart was too full for utterance.

Starting point is 03:48:02 Tommy was now splendid, and described the affair at the slugs with an adorable modesty. I assure you, it was a much smaller thing to do than you imagine. It was all over in a few minutes. I knew that in your good nature you would make too much of it, and so foolishly I can see now, I tried to keep it from you. As for the name of Captain Yure, it was an invention of that humorous dog, Corp, and so on, with the most considerate remarks when they insisted on shaking hands with him. I beseech you, don't apologise to me.

Starting point is 03:48:36 I see clearly that the fault was entirely my own. Had I been in your place, Mr. James, I should have behaved precisely as you have done, and had you been at the slugs you would have jumped in as I did. Mr. Catherow, you pained me by holding back. I assure you I esteem my old Dominy more than ever for the way in which you stuck up for Captain Yor. Though you must see why I could not drink that gentleman's health. And Mr. Catherer made the best of it, ringing Tommy's hand effusively, while muttering, fool Donnard, sturt, gout. He was addressing himself, and any other person who might be so presumptuous as to try to get the better of Thomas Sandys.

Starting point is 03:49:16 Catherow never tried it again. Had Tommy died that week, his old Dominie would have been very charry of what he said at the funeral. Now we're in the garden now, the gentleman without their hats. Have you made your peace with him? Catherer asked Gryzell in a cautious voice. He is a devil's bucky, and I advise you to follow him an example, Miss McQueen, and capitulate. I've always found him reasonable so long as you bend the knee to him. "'I am not his enemy,' replied Griselle, loftily,

Starting point is 03:49:46 "'and if he has done a noble thing, I am proud of him, and will tell him so.' "'I would tell him so,' said the Domney, whether he had done it or not. "'Do you mean?' she asked indignantly, "'that you think he did not do it?' "'No, no, no,' he answered hurriedly. "'Or mercy's sake, don't tell him I think that.' And then, as Tommy was out of earshot, "'but I see there is no necessity from my warning you against standing in his way again, Miss McQueen.'

Starting point is 03:50:13 for you are up in arms for him now. I admire brave men, she replied, and he is one, is he not? You'll find him reasonable, said the Domini dryly. But though it was thus that she defended Tommy when others hinted doubts, she had not yet said that she was proud of him to the man who wanted most to hear it. For one brief moment, Griselle had exalted on learning that he and Captain Yure were won, and then suddenly, to all the emotions now running within her,

Starting point is 03:50:43 a voice seemed to cry, halt, and she fell to watching sharply the doer of noble deeds. Her eyes were not wistful, nor were they contemptuous, but had Tommy been less elated with himself, he might have seen that they were puzzled and suspicious. To mistrust him in face of such evidence seemed half a shame. She was indignant with herself, even while she did it, but she could not help doing it. The truth about Tommy was such a vital thing to Griselle. She had known him so well, too well, up to a minute ago, and this was not the man she had known.

Starting point is 03:51:17 How unfair she was to Tommy while she watched, when the old lady was on her knees thanking him, and every other lady was impressed by the feeling he showed, it seemed to Grisel there he was again in the arms of some such absurd sentiment as had mastered him in the den. When he behaved so charmingly about the gift, she was almost sure he looked at her, as he had looked in the old days before striding his legs and screaming out,

Starting point is 03:51:42 oh am i not a wonder i see by your face that you think me a wonder all the time he was so considerately putting those who had misjudged him at their ease she believed he did it considerably that they might say to each other how considerate he is when she misread tommy in such comparative trifles as these is it to be wondered that she went into the garden still tortured by a doubt about the essential it was nothing less than torture to her when you discover what is in her mind tommy you may consult yourself with that. He discovered what was in her mind as Mr. Catherow left her. She felt shy, he thought, of coming to him after what had taken place, and with the generous intention of showing that she was forgiven, he crossed good-naturedly to her. You were very severe, Griselle, he said, but don't let that distress you for a moment. It served me right for not telling the truth at once. She did not flinch. Do we know the truth now? she asked, looking at him, steadfastly. "'I don't want to hurt you. You know that. But please tell me, did you really do it? I mean, did you do it in the way we have been led to suppose?' It was a great shock to Tommy.

Starting point is 03:52:53 He had not forgotten his vows to change his nature, and had she been sympathetic now, he would have confessed to her the real reason of his silence. He wanted boyishly to tell her, though, of course, without mention of the glove, but her words hardened him. "'Grasel!' he cried reproachfully, and then in a husky, voice, can you really think so badly of me as that? I don't know what to think, she answered, pressing her hands together. I know you're very clever. He bowed slightly. Did you? She asked again. She was no longer chiding herself for being over-careful. She must know the truth. He was silent for a moment. Then, Griselle, he said, I am about to pain you very much, but you give me no option.

Starting point is 03:53:39 I did do it precisely as you have heard, and may God forget you. give you for doubting me, he added with a quiver, as freely as I do. You will scarcely believe this, but a few minutes afterwards, Griselle having been the first to leave, he saw her from the garden going, not home, but in the direction of corpse's house, obviously, to ask him whether Tommy had done it. Tommy guessed her intention at once, and he laughed a bitter ho-ho-ha, and wiped her from his memory. Farewell, woman, I am done with you, are the terrible words you may conceive Tommy saying. The next moment, however, he was hurriedly bidding his hostess good-night, could not even wait for Elspeth,

Starting point is 03:54:18 clapped his hat on his head, and was off after Griselle. It had suddenly struck him that, now the rest of the story was out, court might tell her about the glove. Suppose Gavina showed it to her. Sometimes he had kissed that glove passionately, sometimes pressed his lips upon it, with the long tenderness that is less intoxicating, but makes you a better man. but now for the first time he asked himself bluntly,

Starting point is 03:54:44 Why had he done those things? With the result that he was striding to corpse's house, it was not only for his own sake that he hurried, let us do him that justice. It was chiefly to save Griselle the pain of thinking that he whom she had been flouting loved her, as she must think if she heard the story of the glove. That it could be nothing but pain to her,

Starting point is 03:55:06 he was boyishly certain, for assuredly this scornful girl wanted none of his love, and though she was scornful she was still the dear companion of his boyhood. Tommy was honestly anxious to save Griselle the pain of thinking that she had flouted a man who loved her. He took a different road from hers, but to his annoyance they met at Calthys' corner. He would have passed her with a distant bow, but she would have none of that. You have followed me, with the hateful directness that was no part of Tommy's character.

Starting point is 03:55:36 "'Grasel! You followed me to see whether I was going to question Corp. You were afraid he would tell me what really happened. You wanted to see him first to tell him what to say. Really, Griselle, is it not true?' "'There are no questions so offensive to the artistic nature as those that demand a yes or no for answer. "'It is useless for me to say it is not true,' he replied haughtily. "'For you won't believe me.'

Starting point is 03:56:03 "'Say it and I shall believe you,' said she. Tommy tried standing on the other foot, but it was no help. I presume I may have reasons for wanting to see Corp that you are unacquainted with, he said. Oh, I am sure of it, replied Griselle scornfully. She had been hoping until now, but there was no more hope left in her. May I ask what it is that my oldest friend accuses me of? Perhaps you don't even believe that I was Captain Yor.

Starting point is 03:56:30 I am no longer sure of it. How you read me, Griselle. I could hoodwink the others, but never you. I suppose it is because you have such an eye for the worst in anyone. It was not the first time he had said something of this kind to her, for he knew that she suspected herself of being too ready to find blemishes in others, to the neglect of their better qualities, and that this made her uneasy, and also very sensitive to the charge.

Starting point is 03:56:56 Today, however, her own imperfections did not matter to her. She was as nothing to herself just now, and scarcely felt his insinuations. I think you were Captain Yorish. she said slowly, and I think you did it, but not as the boy imagines. You may be quite right, he replied, that I would not have done it had there been the least risk. That, I flatter myself, is how you reason it out. It does not explain, she said, why you kept the matter secret. Thank you, Griselle.

Starting point is 03:57:24 Well, at least I have not boasted of it. No, and that is what makes me, she paused. Go on, said he, though I can guess what agreeable thing you are going to say. but she said something else. You may have noticed that I took the boy aside and questioned him privately. I little thought then, Grisel, that you suspected me of being an imposter. She clenched her hands again. It was all so hard to say, and yet she must say it.

Starting point is 03:57:50 I did not. I saw him leave his story. I was asking him whether you had planned his coming with it to Mrs. McLean's house at that dramatic moment. You actually thought me capable of that. It makes me horrid to myself, she replied woefully. But if I thought you had done that, I could more readily believe the rest. Very well, Griselle, said he. Go on thinking the worst of me.

Starting point is 03:58:15 I would not deprive you of that pleasure if I could. Oh, cruel, cruel, she could have replied. You know it is no pleasure. You know it is a great pain. But she did not speak. I have already told you that the boy's story is true, he said, and now you ask me why I did not shout it from the housetops myself. Perhaps it was for your sake, Grissel.

Starting point is 03:58:38 Perhaps it was to save you the distress of knowing that in a momentary impulse I could so far forget myself as to act the part of a man. She pressed her hands more tightly. I may be wronging you, she answered. I should love to think so, but you have something you want to say to Cork before I see him. Not at all, said Tommy. If you still want to see Corp, let us go together. She hesitated, but she knew how clever he was.

Starting point is 03:59:05 I prefer to go alone, she replied. Forgive me if I ask you to turn back. Don't go, he entreated her. Griselle, I give you my word of honour. It is to save you acute pain that I want to see Corp first. She smiled wanly at that, for though as we know it was true, she misunderstood him. He had to let her go on alone. End of Chapter 11

Starting point is 03:59:30 Chapter 12 of Tommy and Griselle This is a Librevox recording All Libravox recordings are in the public domain For more information or to volunteer Please visit Libravox.org Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry Chapter 12 In which a comedian challenges tragedy to bowls

Starting point is 03:59:54 When Griselle opened the door of Corps's house She found husband and wife at home the baby in his father's arms. What is more, Gavinia was looking on smiling and saying, You Bonnie Littlin, you're windy to have him dandling you, and no wonder for he's a father to be prouder. Corp was accepting it all with a complacent smirk. Oh, agreeable change since last we were in this house. Oh, happy picture of domestic bliss. Oh, but no, these are not the words. What we meant to say was, Gavinia you limmer, so you've got the better of that man of yours at last. How had she contrived it? We have seen her escorting the old lady to the dovecote corpse corking behind. Our next peep at them

Starting point is 04:00:40 shows Gavinia back at her house, caught peering through the window and wondering whether he dare venture in. Gavinia was still bothered, for though she knew now the story of Tommy's heroism, there was no glove in it, and it was the glove that maddened her. No, I care nothing about a glove, the old lady had assured her. Not a sillip, was said about a glove, maintained Christina, who had given her a highly-coloured narrative of what took place at Mrs. McLean's parlour. And yet there's a glove-int, as sure as there's a quirk-int, Gavinia kept muttering to herself. She rose to have another look at the haughty place in which she had concealed the glove from her husband, and as she did so, she caught sight of him at the window. He bobbed at once, but she hastened to the door to

Starting point is 04:01:25 scarify him. The clock had given only two ticks when she was upon him, but in that time she had completely changed her plan of action. She welcomed him with smiles of pride. This was the nimbleness of women's wit measured once and for all. They need two seconds if they are to do the thing comfortably. Never to have told me and you behave so grandly, she cried with adoring glances that were as a carpet on which he strode pompously into the house. It wasn't a me that did it. It was him, said Corp, and even then he feared that he had told too much. I can know what you're speaking about, he added loyally. Corp, she answered, you needna be so cany, for the laddians in the town, and Mr. Sandys

Starting point is 04:02:08 has confessed all. The whole lot? Every rasson. About the glove, too? Glove and all, said Wicked Gavinia, and she continued to feast her eyes so admiringly on her deceived husband that he passed quickly from the gratified to the dictator. Let this be a lesson to you, woman, he said sternly, and Gavinia intimated with humility that she hoped to profit by it. Having got the glove in so solemn a way, he went on, it would have been

Starting point is 04:02:36 ill done of me to blab to you about it. Do you see that now, woman? She said it was as clear as day to her, and a solemn way it was, she added, and then waited eagerly. My opinion, continued Corp, lowering his voices if this were not a matter for the child, is that it's a love token for some London woman. But here's, cried Gavignia. Else what he asked would make him hand it to me so solemn-like, and tell me to pass it on to her if he was drowned. I didn't think of that at the time, but it has come to me, Gavignia.

Starting point is 04:03:09 It has come. This was a mouthful indeed to Gavignia. So the glove was the property of Mr. Sandy's, and he was in love with a London lady. And, no, this is too slow for Gavinia. She saw these things in passing as well. one who jumps from the top of her house may have lightning glances through many windows on the way down. What she jumped to was the vital question. Who was the woman? She was too cunning to ask a leading

Starting point is 04:03:36 question. I, she's his lady love, she said, controlling herself. But I forget her name. It was a very wise-like thing of you to spear the woman's name. But I dinner. You dinner? He was in the water in a clink. Had Gavinia been in corpse as well? place, she would have had the name out of Tommy Water or No, but she did not tell her husband what she thought of him. I, of course, she said pleasantly. It was after you helped him out that he told you her name. Did he say he told me her name?

Starting point is 04:04:09 He did. Well then, I've fair forgot it. Instead of boxing his ears, she begged him to reflect. Result of reflection that if the name had been mentioned to corp, which he doubted, it began with M. Was it Mary? That was the name. or was it Martha? It had a taste of Martha about it. It was not Margaret. It might have been Margaret,

Starting point is 04:04:32 or Matilda. It was fell like Matilda, and so on. But with all your wheedling, court reminded his wife, bantering her from aloft, you couldn't get a scraping out of me till I was free to speak. He thought it was a good opportunity for showing Gavinia her place once and for all. In small matters, he said, I give you your ain't way. though you may be wrong, thinks I to myself, she's but a woman. But in important things, Gavinia, if I humoured you, I would spoil you. So let this be a telling to you that there's no diddling a determined man, to which she replied by informing the baby that he had a father to be proud of. A father to be proud of, they were the words heard by Grizal as she entered.

Starting point is 04:05:16 She also saw her Gavina looking admiringly at her man, and in that doleful moment she thought she understood all. It was Corp who had done it, and Tommy had been the looker on. He had sought to keep the incident secret because, though he was in it, the glory had been won by another. Oh, how base! And now, profiting by the boy's mistake, he was swaggering in the other's clothes. Oh, baser still! Everything was revealed to her in a flash, and she stooped over the baby to hide a sudden tear. She did not want to hear any more. The baby cried. Babies are aware that, they can't do very much, and all of them who knew Griselle were almost contemptuously confident of their power over her. And when this one saw, they are very sharp, that in his presence

Starting point is 04:06:04 she could actually think of something else, he was so hurt that he cried. Was she to blame for thinking so meanly of Tommy? You can blame her with that tear in her eye if you choose, but I can only think of the gladness that came afterwards when she knew she had been unjust to him. Thank you, thank you, thank you. The bird sang to its creator when the sun came out after rain, and it was Griselle's song as she listened to Corps's story of heroic Tommy. There was no room in her exultant heart for remorse. It would have shown littleness to be able to think of herself at all

Starting point is 04:06:38 when she could think so gloriously of him. She was more than beautiful now. She was radiant, and it was because Tommy was the man she wanted him to be. As those who are cold hold out their hands to the fire, did she warm her heart at what Corp had to tell, and the great joy that was lit within her made her radiant. Now the baby was in her lap, smiling back to her. He thought he had done it all, so you thought you could resist me, the baby crowed. The glove had not been mentioned yet. The sweetest thing of all to me, Griselle said, is that he did not want me to hear the story from

Starting point is 04:07:14 you, Corp, because he knew you would sing his praises so loudly. I'm thinking, said Gaviniya He had another reason for not wanting you to question Corp. Maybe he didn't want you the can about the London lady and her glove. Will you tell her man, or will I? They told her together, and what had been conjectures were now put forward as facts. Tommy had certainly said a London lady, and as certainly he had given her name. But what it was Corp could not remember. But give her this and tell her it never left my heart.

Starting point is 04:07:49 He could swear to these words. and no words could be stronger gavinia said triumphantly she produced the glove and was about to take off its paper wrapping when griselle stopped her we have no right gavinia i suppose we'rena but I'm thinking the pocket it came out of, is feeling gay tomb without it. Will you take it back to him? It was very wrong of you to keep it, Griselle answered, but I can't take it to him. For I see now that his reason for not wanting me to come here was to prevent my hearing about it. I am sorry you told me. Corp must take it back.

Starting point is 04:08:24 But when she saw it being crushed in Corp's rough hand, a pity for the helpless glove came over her. She said, after all, I do know about it, so I can't pretend to him that I don't. I will give it to him, court, and she put the little package in her pocket with a brave smile. Do you think the radiance had gone from her face now? Do you think the joy that had been lit in her heart was dead? Oh, no, no. Griselle had never asked that Tommy should love her.

Starting point is 04:08:53 She had asked only that he should be a fine man. She did not ask it for herself, only for him. She could not think of herself now only of him. She did not think she loved him. She thought a woman should not love any man until she knew he wanted her to love him. But if Tommy had wanted it, she would have been very glad. She knew, oh, she knew so well that she could have helped him best. Many a noble woman has known it as she stood aside.

Starting point is 04:09:20 In the meantime, Tommy had gone home in several states of mind. Reckless, humble, sentimental, most practical, defiant, apprehensive. At one moment he was crying. Now, Griselle, now, when it is too late, you will see what you have lost. At the next, he quaked and implored the gods to help him out of his predicament. It was apprehension that, on the whole, played most of the tunes, for he was by no means sure that Grissel would not look upon the affair of the glove as an offer of his hand and accept him. They would show her the glove, and she would, of course, know it to be her own. give her this and tell her it never left my heart, the words thumped within him now.

Starting point is 04:10:01 How was Grisel to understand that he meant nothing in particular by them? I wonder if you misread him so utterly as to believe that he thought himself something of a prize. That is a vulgar way of looking at things of which our fastidious Tommy was incapable. As much as Grisel herself, he loathed the notion that women have a thirsty eye on man when he saw them cheapening themselves before the sex that should hold them beyond price he turned his head and would not let his mind dwell on the subject he was a sort of gentleman was tommy and he knew groselle so well that had all the other women in the world been of this kind it would not have persuaded him that there was a drop of such blood in her then if he feared that she was willing to be his it must have been because he thought she loved him not a bit of it as already stated he thought he had abundant reason to think otherwise. It was remorse that he feared might bring her to his feet, the discovery that while she had been jibing at him,

Starting point is 04:11:02 he had been a heroic figure suffering in silence, eating his heart for love of her. Undoubtedly, that was how Griselle must see things now. He must seem to her to be an angel rather than a mere man, and in sheer remorse she might cry, I am yours. Vain though Tommy was, that picture gave him not a moment's pleasure. Alarm was what he felt. Of course he was exaggerating Griselle's feelings.

Starting point is 04:11:27 She had too much self-respect and too little sentiment to be willing to marry any man because she had unintentionally wronged him. But this is how Tommy would have acted had he happened to be a lady. Remorse's pity, no one was so good at them as Tommy. In his perturbation, he was also good at maidenly reserve. He felt strongly that the proper course for Griselle was not to refer to the glove, to treat that incident as closed unless he chose to reopen it. This was so obviously the correct procedure that he seemed to see her adopting it like a sensible girl,

Starting point is 04:12:02 and relief would have come to him had he not remembered that Griselle usually took her own way, and that it was seldom his way. There were other ways of escape, for instance, if she would only let him love her hopelessly. A Griselle had but to tell him there was no hope, and then how finally he would behave. It would bring out all that was best in him. He saw himself passing through life as her very perfect night. Is there no hope for me?

Starting point is 04:12:30 He heard himself begging for hope, and he also heard her firm answer, none. How he had always admired the outspokenness of Griselle. Her, none, was as splendidly decisive as of yore. The conversation thus begun ran on in him, Tommy doing the speaking for both, though his lips never moved, and feeling the scene as vividly as if Griselle had really been present and Elspeth was not. Elspeth was sitting opposite him. At least let me wait, Griselle, he implored.

Starting point is 04:13:03 I don't care for how long. Fix a time yourself, and I shall keep to it, and I promise never to speak one word of love to you until that moment comes, and then, if you bid me go, I shall go. Give me something to live for. It binds you to nothing and, oh, it would make such a difference to me. Then Griselle seemed to reply gently, but with the firmness he adored. I know I cannot change, and it would be mistaken kindness to do as you suggest.

Starting point is 04:13:30 No, I can give you no hope, but though I can never marry you, I will watch your future with warm regard, for you have today paid me the highest compliment a man can pay a woman. How charmingly it was all working out. Tommy bowed with dignity and touched her hand with his lips. What is it they do next in Pim and even more expensive authors?

Starting point is 04:13:52 Oh yes. If at any time in your life dear Griselle, he said, you're in need of a friend, I hope you will turn first to me. It does not matter where your message reaches me. I will come to you without delay. In his enthusiasm, he saw the letter being delivered to him in Central Africa, and immediately he wheeled round on his way to thrums. There is one other little request I should like to make a view.

Starting point is 04:14:18 said huskily. Perhaps I asked too much, but it is this. May I keep your glove? She nodded her head. She was so touched that she could scarcely trust herself to speak, but you will soon get over this, she said at last. Another glove will take the place of mine. The time will come when you will be glad that I said I could not marry you. Griselle, he cried in agony. He was so carried away by his feelings that he said the word aloud. Where? asked Elspeth. looking at the window. Was it not she who passed just now? He replied promptly, and they were still discussing his mistake when Griselle did pass, but only to stop at the door. She came in. My brother must have the second sight, declared Elspeth gaily, for he saw you coming before you came,

Starting point is 04:15:04 and she told what had happened, while Griselle looked happily at Tommy, and Tommy looked apprehensively at her. Griselle, he might have seen, was not wearing the tragic face of sacrifice, was a face shining with gladness, a girl still too happy in his nobility to think remorsefully of her own misdeeds. To let him know that she was proud of him, that was what she had come for chiefly, and she was even glad that Elspeth was there to hear. It was an excuse to her to repeat corpse's story, and she told it with defiant looks at Tommy that said, You are so modest, you want to stop me, but Elspeth will listen. It is nearly as sweet to Elspeth as it is to me, and I shall tell her every word, yes, and tell her a great deal of it twice. It was not modesty which made Tommy so anxious that she would think less of him,

Starting point is 04:15:55 but naturally it had that appearance. The most heroic fellows, I am told, can endure being extolled by pretty girls, but here seem to be one who could not stand it. You need not think it is of you we are proud, she assured him lightheartedly. It is really ourselves. I am proud of being your friend. Tomorrow when I hear the town ringing your praises, I shall not say, yes, isn't he wonderful? I shall say, talk of me. I too am an object of interest,

Starting point is 04:16:23 for I am his friend. I have often been pointed out as his sister, said Elspeth complacently. He did not choose his sister, replied Grissel, but he chose his friends. For a time he could suck no sweetness from it. She avoided the glove. He was sure only because of Elspeth's presence, but anon there arrived to cheer him a fond hope that she had not heard of it, And as this became conviction, exit the Tommy who could not abide himself and enter another who was highly charmed therewith. Tommy had a notion that certain whimsical little gods protected him in return for the sport he gave them, and he often kissed his hand to them when they came to the rescue.

Starting point is 04:17:03 He would have liked to kiss it now, but gave a grateful glance instead to the corner in the ceiling where they sat chuckling at him. Griselle admired him at last, tra-lala. What a dear girl she was! into his manner there crept a certain masterfulness and instead of resisting it she beamed from titam if you want to spoil me he said lazily you will bring me that footstool to rest my heroic feet upon she smiled and brought it she even brought a cushion for his heroic head adoring little thing that she was he must be good to her he was now looking forward eagerly to walking home with her i can't tell you how delicious he meant to be when she saw her when she saw her-and-you-lawed to be when she saw her-he was she was to her-he was now looking forward eagerly to walking home with her-i can't tell you how delicious he meant to be when she said when she was when she said she was said she must go, he skipped upstairs for his hat, and wafted the gods at their kiss. But it was always the unexpected that lay in wait for Tommy. He and she were no sooner out of the

Starting point is 04:17:55 house than Griselle said, I did not mention the glove as I was not sure whether Elspeth knew of it. He had turned stone cold. Corp and Gavina told me, she went on quietly, before I had time to stop them. Of course, I should have preferred not to know until I heard it from yourself. Oh, how cold he was. But as I do know, I want to tell you that it makes me very happy. They had stopped for his legs would carry him no farther. Get us out of this. Every bit of him was crying, but not one word could Tommy say.

Starting point is 04:18:27 I knew you would want to have it again, Griselle said brightly, producing the little parcel from her pocket, so I brought it to you. The frozen man took it and held it passively in his hand. His gods had flown away. No, they were actually giving him another chance. What was this, Grizle? was saying i've not looked at it for to take it out of its wrapping would have been profanation corp told me she was a london girl but i know nothing more not even her name you're not angry with me for speaking of her are you surely i may wish you and her great happiness he was saved the breath came back quickly to him he filled like a released ball had ever a heart better right to expand

Starting point is 04:19:12 "'Grasel, looking so bright and pleased, had snatched him from the slugs. "'Surely you'll be nice to your preserver, Tommy. "'You'll not be less grateful than a country boy.' "'Ah, me, not even yet have we plumed his vanity, "'but we are told to do it now. "'He could not have believed it of himself, "'but in the midst of his rejoicings, he grew bitter, "'and for no better reason than that Griselle's face was bright.

Starting point is 04:19:37 "'I am glad,' he said quite stiffly, that it is such pleasant news to you. His tone surprised her, but she was in a humble mood and answered without being offended. It is sweet news to me. How could you think otherwise? So it was sweet to her to think that he was another. He who had been modestly flattering himself a few moments ago

Starting point is 04:20:00 that he must take care not to go too far with this admiring little girl. Oh woman, woman, how difficult it is to know you and how often when we think we know you at last have we to begin again at the beginning. He had never asked an enduring love from her, but surely, after all that had passed between them, he had a right to expect a little more than this. Was it maidenly to bring the glove and hand it to him without a tremor? If she could do no more, she might at least have turned a little pale when Corp told her of it and then have walked quietly away.

Starting point is 04:20:35 Next day she could have referred to it with just the slight, us break in her voice. But to come straight to him looking delighted? And after all, I am entitled to know first, Griselle said, for I am your oldest friend. Friend, he could not help repeating the word with bitter emphasis, for her sake. As it seemed to him now, he had flung himself into the black waters of the drummley. He had worn her glove upon his heart. It had been the world to him. And she could stand there and call herself his friend, the cup. was full. Tommy nodded his head sorrowfully three times. So be it, Griselle, he said huskily. So be it. Sentiment could now carry him where it willed. The reins were broken.

Starting point is 04:21:22 I don't understand. Neither did he, but why should you? What is it to you? He cried wildly. Better not to understand, for it might give you five minutes pain, Griselle, a whole five minutes, and I should be sorry to give you that. What have I said? what have I done? Nothing, he answered her. Nothing. You have been most exemplary. You have not even got any entertainment out of it.

Starting point is 04:21:49 The thing never struck you as possible. It was too ludicrous. He laughed harshly at the package, which was still in his hand. Poor little glove, he said, and she did not even take the trouble to look at you. You might have looked at it, Griselle. I have looked at it a great deal. It meant something to me once upon

Starting point is 04:22:08 a time when I was a vainful. Take it and look at it before you fling it away. It will make you laugh. Now she knew, and her arms rupt convulsively. Joy surged to her face and she drove it back. She looked at him steadfastly over the collar of her jacket. She looked long, as if trying to be suspicious of him for the last time. Ah, Griselle, you are saying goodbye to your best friend. As she looked at him thus, there was a mournfulness in her brave face that went to Tommy's heart, and almost made a man of him. It was as if he knew that she was doomed. Griselle, he cried,

Starting point is 04:22:45 don't look at me in that way, and he would have taken the package from her, but she pressed it to her heart. Don't come with me, she said, almost in a whisper, and went away. He did not go back to the house. He wandered into the country quite objectless when he was walking fastest,

Starting point is 04:23:04 seeing nothing when he stood still and stared. Elation and dread, were his companions. What relation whispered he could not yet believe, no, he could not believe it. While he listened, he knew that he must be making up the words. By and by, he found himself among the shadows of the den. If he had loved Griselle, he would have known that it was here she would come, to the sweet den where he and she had played as children, the spot where she had loved him first. She had always loved him, always, always. He did not know what figure it was. He did not know what figure it was by the cattle well until he was quite close to her. She was kissing the glove

Starting point is 04:23:43 passionately, and on her eyes lay little wells of gladness. End of Chapter 12. Chapter 13 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Librevox recording. All Librevox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librevox.org. Tommy and Griselle, by J.M. Barry. Chapter 13. little worlds of gladness. It was dusk, and she had not seen him. In the silent den, he stood motionless within a few feet of her, so amazed to find that Griselle really loved him,

Starting point is 04:24:23 that for the moment self was blotted out of his mind. He remembered he was there only when he heard his heavy breathing, and then he tried to check it that he might steal away undiscovered. Diver's emotions fought for the possession of him. He was in the meeting of many waters, each capable of whirling him where it chose, but two only imperious, the one, the fierce joy of being loved, the other an agonizing remorse. He would fain have stolen a way to think this tremendous thing over, but it tossed him forward. Griselle, he said in a husky whisper.

Starting point is 04:24:58 Griselle. She did not start, she was scarcely surprised to hear his voice. She had been talking to him, and he had answered. Had he not been there, she would still have heard him answer. She could not see him more clearly now than she had been seeing him through those little wells of gladness. Her love for him was the whole of her. He came to her with the opening and the shutting of her eyes. He was the wind that bit her and the sun that nourished her.

Starting point is 04:25:25 He was the lowliest object by the cuttle well, and he was the wings on which her thoughts soared to eternity. He could never leave her while her mortal frame endured. When he whispered her name, she turned her swimming eyes to him, and a strange birth had come into her face. Her eyes said so openly they were his, and her mouth said it was his. Her whole being went out to him.

Starting point is 04:25:48 In the radiance of her face could be read immortal designs. The maid kissing her farewell to innocence was there, and the reason why it must be, and the fate of the unborn. It was the first stirring for wheel or woe of a movement that had not endured on earth, but must roll on, growing lusty on beauty, or dishonour till the crack of time. This birth, which comes to every woman at that hour, is God's gift to her in exchange for what he has taken away,

Starting point is 04:26:15 and when he has given it, he stands back and watches the man. To this man she was a woman transformed, a new bloom upon her face entranced him. He knew what it meant, he was looking on the face of love at last, and it was love coming out, smiling from its hiding place because it thought it had heard him call. The artist in him who had done this thing was entranced, as if he had written an immortal page.

Starting point is 04:26:41 But the man was appalled. He knew that he had reached the critical moment in her life and his, and that if he took one step farther forward he could never again draw back. It would be comparatively easy to draw back now. To remain a free man he had but to tell her the truth, and he had a passionate desire to remain free. He heard the voice of his little gods screaming, to him to draw back, but it could be done only at her expense, and it seemed to him that

Starting point is 04:27:07 to tell this noble girl, who was waiting for him, that he did not need her, would be to spill forever the happiness with which she overflowed, and sap the pride that had been the marrow of her during her twenty years of life. Not thus would Griselle have argued in his place, but he could not change his nature, and it was sentimental Tommy in an agony of remorse for having brought dear Grisel to this path, who had to decide her future and his in the time. you may take to walk up a garden path. Either her mistake must be righted now or kept hidden from her forever. He was a sentimentalist, but in that hard moment he was trying to be a man. He took her in his arms and kissed her reverently, knowing that after this there could be no drawing back.

Starting point is 04:27:52 In that act he gave himself loyally to her as a husband. He knew he was not worthy of her, but he was determined to try to be a little less unworthy, and as he drew her to her to, and as he drew her to him a slight quiver went through her, so that for a second she seemed to be holding back. For a second only, and the quiver was the rustle of wings on which some part of the grizzell we have known so long was taking flight from her. Then she pressed close to him passionately, as if she grudged that pause. I love her more than ever, far more, but she is never again quite the griselle we have known. He was not unhappy. In the near hereafter he might be as miserable as the damned. The little gods were waiting to catch him alone and terrify him.

Starting point is 04:28:36 But for the time having sacrificed himself, Tommy was aglow with the passion he had inspired. He so loved the thing he had created that, in his exultation, he mistook it for her. He believed all he was saying. He looked at her long and adoringly, not as he thought because he adored her, but because it was thus that look should answer look. He pressed her wet eyes reverently because thus it was written in his delicious part. His heart throbbed with hers, that they might beat in time. He did not love, but he was the perfect lover. He was the artist trying in a mad moment to be as well as to do.

Starting point is 04:29:12 Love was their theme, but how to know what was said when between lovers it is only the loose change of conversation that gets into words. The important matters cannot wait to slow the messenger, while the tongue is being charged with them, a look, a twitch of the mouth, A movement of finger transmits the story, and the words arrive like Blucher, when the engagement is over. With a sudden pretty gesture, Ah, so like her mother's, she held the glove to his lips. It is sad because you have forgotten it. I have kissed it so often, Griselle, long before I thought I should ever kiss you.

Starting point is 04:29:46 She pressed it to her innocent breast at that, and had he really done so? And which was the first time, and the second, and the third? Oh, dear glove, you know so much and your partner lies at home in a drawer knowing nothing. Grisel felt sorry for the other glove. She whispered to Tommy as a terrible thing. I think I love this glove even more than I love you. Just a tiny bit more. She could not part with it. It told me before you did, she explained, begging him to give it back to her. If you knew what it was to me in those unhappy days, Griselle, I wanted to tell me, she was. whispered. And did he really love her? Yes, she knew he did. But how could he? Oh, Griselle,

Starting point is 04:30:31 how could I help it? He had to say it, for it was the best answer. But he said it with a sigh, for it sounded like a quotation. But how could she love him? I think her reply disappointed him. Because you wanted me to, she said, with shining eyes. It is probably the commonest reason why women love, and perhaps it is the best, but his vanity was wounded. He had expected to hear that he was possessed of an irresistible power. Not until I wanted you to? I think I always wanted you to want me to, she replied naively. But I would never have let myself love you.

Starting point is 04:31:05 She continued very seriously, until I was sure you loved me. You could have helped it, Grisal. He drew a blank face. I did help it, she answered. I was always fighting the desire to love you. I can see that plainly, and I always won. I thought God had made a sort of compact with me that I should always be the kind of woman I wanted to be if I resisted the desire to love

Starting point is 04:31:29 you until you loved me. "'But you always had the desire,' he said eagerly. "'Always, but it never won. You see, even you did not know it. You thought I did not even like you. That was why you wanted to prevent corpses telling me about the glove, was it not? You thought it would pain me only. Do you remember what you said? It is to save you acute pain that I want to see Corp first. All that seemed so long ago to Tommy now. How could you think it would be a pain to me? she cried.

Starting point is 04:32:00 You concealed your feeling so well, Grasau. Did I not? she said joyously. Oh, I wanted to be so careful, and I was careful. That is why I'm so happy now. Her face was glowing. She was full of odd, delightful fancies tonight. She kissed her hand to the gloaming. No, not to the gloaming,

Starting point is 04:32:18 to the little hunted, anxious girl she had been. She is looking at us, she said. She's standing behind that tree looking at us. She wanted so much to grow into a dear good woman that she often comes and looks at me eagerly. Sometimes her face is so fearful. I think she was a little alarmed when she heard you were coming back. She never liked me, Griselle.

Starting point is 04:32:40 Hush, said Griselle in a low voice. She always liked you. She always thought you a wonder, but she would be distressed if she heard me telling you. She thought it would not be safe for you to know. I must tell him now, dearest, darlingist, she suddenly called out boldly to the little self she had been so quaintly fond of because there was no other to love her.

Starting point is 04:33:02 I must tell him everything now, for you are no longer your own. You are his. She has gone away rocking her arms, she said to Tommy. No, he replied, I can hear her. She is singing because you are so happy. She never knew how to sing. She has learned suddenly Everybody can sing who has anything to sing about

Starting point is 04:33:23 And do you know what she said About your dear wet eyes, Griselle She said they were just sweet And do you know why she left us so suddenly She ran home gleefully to stitch and dust and beat carpets And get baths ready And look after the affairs of everybody Which she is sure must be going to rack and ruin

Starting point is 04:33:41 Because she has been away for half an hour At his words there sparkled in her face the fond delight with which a woman assures herself that the beloved one knows her little weaknesses, for she does not truly love unless she thirsts to have him understand the whole of her, and to love her in spite of the foibles and for them. If he does not love you a little for the foibles, madam, God help you from the day of the wedding. But though Griselle was pleased she was not to be cajoled,

Starting point is 04:34:10 she wandered with him through the den, stopping at the lair and the queen's bower, and many other places where the little girl used to watch Tommy suspiciously, and she called half merrily, half plaintively, "'Are you there, you foolish girl? And are you wringing your hands over me? I believe you are jealous because I love him best. We have loved each other so long, she and I,' she said apologetically to Tommy.

Starting point is 04:34:35 Ah, she said impulsively, when he seemed to be hurt, "'Don't you see it is because she doubts you that I am so sorry for the poor thing?' "'Dearest darling us,' she called, "'to the child she had been. "'Don't think that you can come to me "'when he is away and whisper things against him to me. "'Do you think I will listen to your croakings, "'you poor wet-faced thing?'

Starting point is 04:34:55 "'You child,' said Tommy. "'Do you think me a child because I blow kisses to her? "'Do you like me to think you are one?' he replied. "'I like you to call me, child,' she said, "'but not to think me one.' "'Then I shall think you one,' he said triumphantly. "'He was so perfect and instructing, for love to play upon, that he let it play on and on, and listened in a fever of delight.

Starting point is 04:35:18 How could Griselle have doubted Tommy? The God of Love himself would have sworn there were a score of arrows in him. He wanted to tell Elspeth and the others at once that he and Griselle were engaged. I am glad to remember that it was he who urged this, and Griselle who insisted on its being deferred. He even pretended to believe that Elspeth would exult in the news, but Griselle smiled at him for saying this to please her. she had never been a great friend of elspeth's they were so dissimilar and she blamed herself for it now and said she wanted to try to make elspeth love her before they told her tommy begged her to let him tell his sister at once but she remained obdurate so anxious was she that her happiness when revealed should bring only happiness to others there had not come to gazelle yet the longing to be recognised as his by the world this love was so beautiful and precious to her that there was an added joy in sharing the dear secret with him alone. It was a live thing that might escape if she let anyone but him look between the fingers

Starting point is 04:36:18 that held it. The crowning glory of loving and being loved is that the pair make no real progress. However far they have advanced into the enchanted land during the day, they must start again from the frontier next morning. Last night they had dredged the lover's lexicon for superlatives and not even blushed. Today is that the heaven's cracking or merely someone whispering dear? All this was very strange and wonderful to Griselle. She had never been so young in the days when she was a little girl. I can never be quite so happy again, she had said with a wistful smile on the night of nights. But early morn the time of the day that loves Maiden's best,

Starting point is 04:36:57 retold her the delicious secret as it kissed her on the eyes, and her first impulse was to hurry to Tommy. When joy or sorrow came to her now, her first impulse was to hurry with it to him. Was he still the same, quite the same? the same? She whom love had made a child of, asked it fearfully, as if to gaze upon him

Starting point is 04:37:17 openly just at first, might be blinding, and he pretended not to understand. The first, the same as what, Griselle. Are you still what I think you? Ah, Griselle, not at all what you think me, but you do? Coward, you're afraid to say

Starting point is 04:37:33 the word, but I do. You don't ask whether I do? No, why is it because you are so sure of me? He nodded, and she said it was cruel of him. You don't mean that, Griselle. Don't I? She was delighted that he knew it.

Starting point is 04:37:49 No, you mean that you like me to be sure of it, but I want to be sure of it myself. You are. That was why you asked me if I loved you. Had you not been sure of it, you would not have asked. How clever you are, she said gleefully, and caressed a button of his velvet coat. But you don't know what that means.

Starting point is 04:38:08 It does not mean that I love you, not merely that. "'No, it means that you are glad I know you so well. "'It is an ecstasy to you. "'Is it not to feel that I know you so well?' "'It is sweet,' she said. "'She asked curiously, "'what did you do last night after you left me? "'I can't guess, though I dare say you can guess what I did.

Starting point is 04:38:27 "'You put the glove under your pillow, Griselle. "'She had got the precious glove. "'However could you guess?' "'It has often lain under my own.' "'Oh,' said Griselle breathless, "'could you not guess even that? I wanted to be sure. Did it do anything strange when you had it there?

Starting point is 04:38:46 I used to hear its heart beating. Yes, exactly. But this is still more remarkable. I put it away at last in my sweetest drawer, and when I woke in the morning it was under my pillow again. You could never have guessed that. Easily, it often did the same thing with me, storyteller.

Starting point is 04:39:04 But what did you do when you went home? He could not have answered that exhaustively, even if he would for his actions had been as contradictory as his emotions. He had feared even while he exalted, and exalted when plunged deep in fears. There had been quite a procession of tommies all through the night. One of them had been a very miserable man, and the only thing he had been sure of was that he must be true to Griselle. But in so far as he did answer, he told the truth.

Starting point is 04:39:33 I went for a stroll among the stars, he said. I don't know when I got to bed. I have found a way of reaching the stars. I have to say only, Griselle loves me, and I am there. Without me? I took you with me. What did we see?

Starting point is 04:39:48 What did we do? You spoiled everything by thinking the stars were badly managed. You wanted to take the supreme control. They turned you out. And when we got back to Earth? Then I happened to catch sight of myself in a looking-glass, and I was scared. I did not see how you could possibly love me. A terror came over me that in the den you must have mistaken me,

Starting point is 04:40:08 for someone else. It was a darkish night, you know. You're wanting me to say you are handsome. No, no, I'm wanting you to say I'm very, very handsome. To tell me you love me, Griselle, because I am beautiful. Perhaps she replied, I love you because your book is beautiful. Then goodbye forever, he said sternly. Would not that please you? It would break my heart, but I thought all authors, it is the commonest mistake in the world. We are simple creatures, Griselle, and year and to be loved for our face alone. But I do love the book, she said, when they became more serious, because it is part of you. Rather that, he told her, than that you should love me because I am part of it. But it is only a little part of me, Griselle, only the best part. It is Tommy on tiptoes.

Starting point is 04:40:58 The other part, the part that does not deserve your love, is what needs it most. I am so glad, she said eagerly, I want to think you need me. How I need you. Yes, I think you do. I am sure you do, and it makes me so happy. Ah, he said, now I know why Griselle loves me. And perhaps he did know now. She loved to think that she was more to him than the new book, but was not always sure of it, and sometimes this saddened her, and again she decided that it was right and fitting. She would hasten to him to say that this saddened her.

Starting point is 04:41:32 She would go just as impulsively to say that she thought it right. Her discoveries about herself were many. What is it today, he would say, smiling fondly at her. I see it is something dreadful by your face. It is something that struck me suddenly when I was thinking of you, and I don't know whether to be glad or sorry. Then be glad, you, child. It is this.

Starting point is 04:41:55 I used to think a good deal of myself. The people here thought me haughty. They said I had a proud walk. You still have it? He assured her. The vitality in her as she moved was ever a deliciously. thing to him to look upon. Yes, I feel I have, she admitted. But that is only because I am yours, and it used to be because I was nobody's. Do you expect my face to fall at that?

Starting point is 04:42:19 No, but I thought so much of myself once, and now I am nobody at all. At first it distressed me, and then I was glad, for it makes you everything and me nothing. Yes, I am glad, but I am just a little bit sorry that I should be so glad. Poor Griselle, said he. Poor Griselle, she echoed. You're not angry with me, are you, for being almost sorry for her? She used to be so different. Where is your independence, Griselle, I say to her, and she shakes her sorrowful head.

Starting point is 04:42:49 The little girl I used to be need not look for me any more. If we were to meet in the den, she would not know me now. Ah, if only Tommy could have loved in this way, we would have done it if he could. if we could love by trying, no one would ever have been more loved than Griselle. Am I to be condemned because I cannot? He sometimes said to himself in terrible anguish, for though pretty thoughts came to him to say to her when she was with him, he suffered anguish for her when he was alone.

Starting point is 04:43:19 He knew it was tragic that such love as hers should be given to him, but what more could he do than he was doing? End of Chapter 13 Chapter 14 of Tommy and Griselle This is a Libravox recording All Libravox recordings are in the public domain For more information or to volunteer Please visit Libravox.org

Starting point is 04:43:45 Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry Chapter 14, Elspeth Ever since the beginning of the book We have been neglecting Elspeth so pointedly that were she not the most forgiving creature We would be afraid to face her now You're not angry with us, are you, Elspeth? We have been sitting with you, talking with you, thinking of you between the chapters,

Starting point is 04:44:08 and the only reason why you have so seldom got into them is that our pen insisted on running after your fascinating brother. That is the way to get around her. Tommy, it need not be said, never neglected her. The mere fact of his having an affair of his own at present is a sure sign that she is comfortable, for unless all were well with Elspeth, no venture could have lured him from her side. Now I am ready for you, he said to the world when Elspeth had been figuratively speaking,

Starting point is 04:44:39 put to sleep, but until she was nicely tucked up the world had to wait. He was still as in his boyhood when he had to see her with a good book in her hand before he could set off on deeds of darkness. If this was but the story of a brother and sister, there were matter for it that would make the ladies want to kiss Tommy on the brow. That Dr. Gamble disliked or at least distrusted him, Tommy knew before their acquaintance was an hour old. Yet that same evening, he had said cordially to Elspeth, this young doctor has a strong face. She was evidently glad that Tommy had noticed it. Do you think him handsome? she inquired. Decidedly so, he replied very handsomely, for it is

Starting point is 04:45:21 an indiscreet question to ask of a plain man. There was nothing small about Tommy was there. He spoke thus magnanimously because he had seen that the doctor liked Elspeth and that she liked him for liking her. Elspeth never spoke to him of such things, but he was aware that an extra pleasure in life came to her when she was admired. It gave her a little of the self-confidence she so woefully lacked. The woman in her was stirred. Take such presents as these to Elspeth and Tommy would let you cast stones at himself for the rest of the day, and shake your hand warmly on parting. In London's Elspeth had always known quickly, almost at the first clash of eyes, whether Tommy's friends were attracted by her.

Starting point is 04:46:05 But she had not known sooner than he. Those acquaintanceships had seldom ripened. But perhaps this was because, though he and she avoided talking of them, he was all the time taking such terrifying care of her. She was always little Elspeth to him, for whom he had done everything since the beginning of her, a frail little female counterpart of himself, that would never have dared to grow up had he not always been there to show her the way, like a stronger plant in the same pot.

Starting point is 04:46:34 It was even pathetic to him that Elspeth should have to become a woman while he was a man, and he set too undaunted to help her in this matter also. To be admired of men is a woman's right, and he knew it gratified Elspeth. Therefore he brought them in to admire her. But beyond profound respect they could not presume to go. He was watching them so vigilantly, He had done everything for her so far, and it was evident that he was now ready to do the love-making also, or at least to sift it before it reached her.

Starting point is 04:47:08 Elspeth saw this, and perhaps it annoyed her once or twice, though, on the whole, she was deeply touched. And the young gentleman saw it also. They saw that he would not leave them alone with her for a moment, and that behind his cordial manner sat as Tommy who had his eye on them. subjects suitable for conversation before Elspah seemed in presence of this strict brother to be limited. You had just begun to tell her the plot of the new novel when T. Sandys fixed you with his gleaming orb. You were in the middle of the rumour about Mrs. Golightly when he let the poker fall. If the newsboys were yelling their latest horror, he quickly closed the window.

Starting point is 04:47:46 He made all visitors self-conscious. If she was not in the room, few of them dared to ask if she was quite well. They paled before expressing the hope that she would feel stronger tomorrow. Yet, when Tommy went up to sit beside her, which was the moment the front door closed, he took care to mention incidentally that they had been inquiring after her. One of them ventured on her birthday to bring her flowers, but could not present them Tommy looked so alarming. A still more daring spirit once went the length of addressing her by her Christian name.

Starting point is 04:48:18 She did not start up haughtily. the most timid of women are a surprise at times, but the poker fell with a crash. He knew Elspus so well that he could tell exactly how these poor young men should approach her. As an artist as well as a brother, he frowned when they blundered. He would have liked to be the medium through which they talked, so that he could give looks and words their proper force. He had thought it all out so thoroughly for Elsp's benefit that in an hour he could have drawn out a complete guide for her admirers.

Starting point is 04:48:48 At the first meeting, look at her wistfully when she does not see you. She will see you. It might have been the first rule. Rule two, don't talk so glibly. How often that was what the poker meant. Being herself a timid creature, Elspeth showed best among the timid, because her sympathetic heart immediately desired to put them at their ease. The more glibly they could talk, the less she knew were they impressed by her.

Starting point is 04:49:15 Even a little boorishness was more complimentary than chatter. Sometimes when she played on the piano which Tommy had hired for her, the visitor was so shy that he could not even mutter thank you to his hat, yet she might play to him again, and not to the gallant who remarked bristly, how very charming! What is that called? To talk disparagingly of other women is so common a way among men of penetrating into the favour of one that, of course, some tried it with Elspeth.

Starting point is 04:49:44 Tommy could not excuse such blundering, for they were making her despise them. He got them out of the house, and then he and she had a long talk, not about them, but about men and women in general, from which she gathered once again that there was nobody like Tommy. When they bade each other good night, she would say to him, I think you are the one perfect gentleman in the world, or he might say, you expect so much of men elspeth. To which her reply, you have taught me to do it,

Starting point is 04:50:13 and now I expect others to be like you. Sometimes she would even say, when I see you so fond of me and taking such care of me, I am ashamed. You think me so much better than I am. You consider me so pure and good, while I know that I am often mean and even have wicked thoughts.

Starting point is 04:50:31 It makes me ashamed, but so proud of you, for I see that you are judging me by yourself. And then this, Tommy would put the gas out softly and go to his own room, and let us hope, blush a little. one stripling had proposed to Elspeth, and on her agitatedly declining him, had flung out of the room in a pet. It spoiled all her afterthoughts on the subject, and so roused her brother's indignation with the fellow. If the great baby had only left all the arrangements to Tommy, he could so easily have made

Starting point is 04:51:01 that final scene one which Elspeth would remember with gratification for the remainder of her days. For, of course, pride in the offer could not be great unless she retained her respect for the man who made it. from the tremulous proposal and the manly acceptance of his fate to his dignified exit don't grieve for me miss sandies he never gave me the least encouragement and to have loved you will always make me a better man Even to a touching way of closing the door with one long, last lingering look, Tommy could have fitted him like a tailor. From all which, it will be seen that our splendid brother thought exclusively of what was best for Elspeth, and was willing that the gentleman, having served their purpose, should, if it pleased them, go hang.

Starting point is 04:51:45 Also, though he thought out every other possible move for the suitor, it never struck him to compose a successful proposal. For the simple reason that he was quite certain Elspeth was, would have none of them. Their attentions pleased her, but exchanged Tommy for one of them? Never. He knew it from her confessions at all stages of her life. He had felt it from the days when he began to be father and mother to her as well as brother. In his heart he believed there was something of his own odd character in Alspeth, which made her as incapable of loving as himself, and some of his devotion to her was due to this belief, for perhaps nothing touches us to the

Starting point is 04:52:25 quick, more than the feeling that another suffers under our own curse. Certainly, nothing draws two souls so close together in a lonely comradeship. But though Tommy had reflected about these things, he did not trouble Elspeth with his conclusions. He merely gave her to understand that he loved her, and she loved him so much that neither of them had any love to give to another. It was very beautiful, Elspeth thought, and a little tragic. You are quite sure that you mean that, she might ask timidly, and that you're not. you are not flinging away your life on me.

Starting point is 04:52:58 You are all that I need, he answered cheerily, and he believed it. Or if he was in another mood, he might reflect that perhaps he was abstaining from love for Elspeth's sake, and that made him cheery also. And now David Gemmell was the man, and Tommy genially forgave him all else for liking Elspeth. He invited the doctor, who so obviously distrusted him, to drop Ianov an evening for a game at the Dambrood, which they both abominated, but it was an easy excuse. He asked him confidently to come in and see Aaron, who had been coughing last night.

Starting point is 04:53:33 He put on all the airs of a hale fellow well met, though they never became him and sat awkwardly on his face. David always seemed eager to come, and tried to rise above his suspicions of Tommy, as Tommy saw and failed. As Tommy saw again. Elspeth dosed the doctor with stories of her brother's lovely qualities, and Tommy, the forgiving, honestly pitied the poor man for having to listen to them. He knew that if all went well, Gemmell would presently propose,

Starting point is 04:54:02 and find that Elspeth, tearful at having to strike a blow, could not accept him. But he did not look forward maliciously to this as his revenge on the doctor. He was thinking merely of what was good for Elspeth. There was no open talk about David between the brother and sister. Some day Tommy presumed she would announce that the doctor had asked her to marry him, and oh, how sorry she was, and oh, what a good man he was, and oh, Tommy knew she had never encouraged him, and oh, she could never leave Tommy.

Starting point is 04:54:34 But until that day arrived, they avoided talking directly about what brought Gemmel there. That he came to see Elspeth neither of them seemed to conceive as possible. Did Tommy chuckle when he saw David's eyes following her? No. Solem as a cat blinking at the fire. Notice nothing. The most worldly chaperone, the most loving mother, could not have done more for Elspeth. Yet it was not done to find her a husband, but quite the reverse as we have seen.

Starting point is 04:55:03 On reflection, Tommy must smile at what he has been doing. But not while he is working the figures. The artist never smiles at himself until afterwards. And now he not only wandered at times. how Elspeth and David were getting on, but whether she noticed how he was getting on with Griselle. For in matters relating to Tommy, Elspeth was almost as sharp as he in matters that related to her, and he knew it. When he proposed to Elspeth that they should ask Gemmell to go fishing with them on the morrow, he has been overworked of late, and it would do him good.

Starting point is 04:55:36 He wanted to add, in a careless voice, we might invite Griselle also, but could not. His lips suddenly went dry. And when Elspeth said the words that were so difficult to him, he wondered, did she say that because she knew I wished it? But he decided that she did not, for she was evidently looking forward to tomorrow, and he knew she would be shuddering if she thought that her tommy was slipping. I am so glad that it was she who asked me, Griselle said to him when he told her, don't you see what it means? It means that she wants to get you out of the way. You are not everything to her now, as you used to be. Are you glad? Glad?

Starting point is 04:56:13 If I could believe it, Tommy said. What else could make her want to be alone with him? Nothing else could have made Griselle want to be alone with him, and she must always judge others by herself. But Tommy knew that Elspeth was different, and that a girl with some of himself in her might want to be alone with a man who admired her without wanting to marry him. End of Chapter 14.

Starting point is 04:56:44 Chapter 15 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Librevox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry, Chapter 15, by Prosen Water. That day, by the banks of Prosen Water, was one of Griselle's beautiful memories. All the days, when she thought he loved her, became beautiful memories. It was the time of reds and whites, for the glory of the broom had passed,

Starting point is 04:57:21 except at great heights, and the wild roses were tripping in. When the broom is in flame, there seems to be no colour but yellow, but when the wild roses come, we remember that the broom was flaunting. It was not quite a lady, for it insisted on being looked at, while these light-hearted things are too innocent to know that there is anyone to look. Griselle was sitting by the side of the stream adorning her hat fantastically, with roses red and white and some that were neither. They were those that cannot decide whether they look best in white or red, and so waver,

Starting point is 04:57:55 for the whole of their little lives between the two colours. There are many of them, and it is the pathetic thing about wild roses. She did not pay much heed to her handiwork. What she was saying to herself was that in another minute he and she would be alone. Nothing else in the world mattered very much. Every bit of her was conscious of it as the supreme event. her fingers pressed it upon the flowers. It was in her eyes as much as in her heart.

Starting point is 04:58:24 He went on casting his line, moving from stone to stone, dropping down the bank ascending it, as if the hooking of a trout was something to him. Was he feeling to his marrow that as soon as those other two figures rounded the bend in the stream he and she would have the world to themselves? Ah, of course he felt it, but was it quite as much to him as it was to her? Not quite so much.

Starting point is 04:58:48 she said bravely to herself. I don't want her to be quite so much, but nearly. And now they were alone, as no two can be except for those who love. For when the third person leaves them, they have a universe to themselves, and it is closed in by the heavens, and the air of it is the consciousness of each other's presence. She sat motionless now, trembling, exulting. She could no longer hear the talking of the water, but she heard his step.

Starting point is 04:59:18 He was coming slowly towards her. She did not look up, she waited, and while she waited, time was annihilated. He was coming to her, to treat her as if she were a fond child. That she, of all women, could permit it, was still delicious to him, and a marvel. She had let him do it yesterday, but perhaps she had regained her independence in the night.

Starting point is 04:59:42 As he hesitated he became another person. In a flood of feeling he had a feeling, he had a fierce desire to tell her the truth about himself, but he did not know what it was. He put aside his rod, and sat down very miserably beside her. Griselle, I suppose I am a knave. His lips parted to say it, but no words came. She had given him an adorable look that stopped to them, as if her dear hand had been placed upon his mouth. Was he a knave? He wanted honestly to know. He had not tried to make her love him. had he known in time he would even have warned her against it.

Starting point is 05:00:18 He would never have said he loved her had she not first, as she thought found it out. To tell her the truth then would have been brutal. He had made believe in order that she might remain happy. Was it even make-belief? Assuredly he did love her, in his own way, in the only way he was capable of. She was far more to him than any other person except Elspeth. He delighted in her. and would have fought till he dropped rather than let any human being injure her.

Starting point is 05:00:49 All his feelings for her were pure. He was prepared to marry her. But if she had not made that mistake, oh, what a delight it would have been to him never to marry anyone. He felt keenly miserable. Griselle, I seem to be different from all other men. There seems to be some curse upon me that makes me unable to love as they do. I want to love you, dear one.

Starting point is 05:01:11 You are the only woman I ever wanted to love, but apparently I can't. I have decided to go on with this thing because it seems best for you. But is it? I would tell you all and leave the decision to you, were it not that I fear you would think I wanted you to let me off. It would have been an honest speech, and he might have said it had he begun at once,

Starting point is 05:01:32 for it was in a passion to be out, so desirous was he that dear Griselle should not be deceived. But he tried its effect first upon himself, and as he went on, the tragedy he swore. mastered him. He forgot that she was there except as a figure needed to complete the picture of the man who could not love. He saw himself a splendidly haggard creature with burning eyes, standing aside while all the world rolled by in the pursuit of the one being needful. It was a river, and he must stand parched on the bank forever and ever. Should he keep that sorrowful figure

Starting point is 05:02:07 a man or turn it into a woman? He tried a woman. She was on the bank now, her arms out stretch to the flood. Ah, she would be so glad to drink, though she must drown. Griselle saw how mournful he had become as he gazed upon her. In his face, she had been seeing all the glories that can be given to mortals. Thoughts had come to her that drew her nearer to her God. Her trust in him stretched to eternity. All that was given to her, at that moment, she thought was also given to him. She seemed to know why, with love lighting up their souls to each other he could yet grow mournful. Oh, she cried with a movement that was the passionate caress. Do you indeed love me so much as that? I never wanted you to love me quite so much as that.

Starting point is 05:02:54 It brought him back to himself, but without a start. Though sudden returns to fact had ceased to bewilder him, they were grown so common that he passed between dreams and reality as through tissue paper. I did not mean, she said at last in a tremor, that I wanted you to love me less, but I am almost sorry that you love me quite so much. He dared say nothing, for he did not altogether understand. I have those fears too sometimes, she went on. I have had them when I was with you, but more often when I was alone. They come to me suddenly, and I have such eager longings to run to you and tell you of them,

Starting point is 05:03:31 and ask you to drive them away. But I never did it. I kept them to myself. You could keep something back from me, Griselle? "'Forgive me,' she implored. "'I thought they would distress you, "'and I have such a desire to bring you nothing but happiness. "'To bear them by myself seemed to be helping you, "'and I was glad.

Starting point is 05:03:49 "'I was proud to feel myself of use to you, "'even to that little extent. "'I did not know you had the same fears. "'I thought that perhaps they came only to women. "'Have you had them before?' "'Fear she continued so wistfully, "'that it is too beautiful to end happily. "'Oh, have you had you had,

Starting point is 05:04:08 heard a voice crying, it is too beautiful it can never be? He saw clearly now, he saw so clearly that he was torn with emotion. It is more than I can bear, he said hoarsely. Surely he loved her. Did you see me die? She asked in a whisper. I have seen you die. Don't, Griselle, he cried.

Starting point is 05:04:28 But she had to go on. Tell me, she begged. I have told you. No, no, no, never that, he answered her. At the worst, I've had only the feeling that. you could never be mine. She smiled at that. I am yours, she said softly. Nothing can take away that. Nothing, nothing. I say it to myself a hundred times a day, it is so sweet. Nothing can separate us but death. I have thought of all the other possible things, and none of them is strong

Starting point is 05:04:56 enough. But when I think of your dying, oh, when I think of myself being left without you, She rocked her arms in a frenzy and called him dearest darlingest. All the sweet names that had been the child Griselles and the old doctors were Tommy's now. He soothed her, ah, surely, as only a lover could soothe. She was his Griselle, she was his beloved, no mortal could have been more impassioned than Tommy. He must have loved her. It could not have been merely sympathy, or an exquisite delight in being the man, or the desire to make her happy again in the quickest way, or all three combined,

Starting point is 05:05:37 whatever it was, he did not know, all he knew was that he felt every word he said, or seemed to feel it. It is a punishment to me, Griselle said, setting her teeth, for loving you too much. I know I love you too much. I think I love you more than God. She felt him shudder. But if I feel it, she said, shuddering also, yet unable to deceive herself, What difference do I make by saying it? He must know it is so, whether I say it or not.

Starting point is 05:06:06 There was a tremendous difference to Tommy, but not of a kind he could explain, and she went on. She must tell him everything now. I pray every night and morning, but that is nothing. Everyone does it. I know I thank God sincerely. I thank him again and again and again. Do you remember how when I was a child you used to be horrified because I prayed standing? I often say little prayers standing now.

Starting point is 05:06:31 I am always thanking him for giving me you. But all the time it is a bargain with him. So long as you are well, I love him. But if you were to die, I would never pray again. I have never said it in words until today, but he must know it, for it is behind all my prayers. If he does not know, there cannot be a God. She was watching his face, half woefully, half stubbornly,

Starting point is 05:06:55 as if whatever might be the issue of those words she had to say them. She saw how pained he was, to admit the possible non-existence of a God, when you can so easily leave the subject alone, was horrible to Tommy. I don't doubt him, she continued. I have believed in him ever since the time when I was such a lonely child that I did not know his name. I shall always believe in him so long as he does not take you from me. But if he does, then I shall not believe in him any more.

Starting point is 05:07:25 It may be wrong, but that is what I feel. It makes you care less for me, she cried in anguish. No, no, dear. I don't think it makes God care less for me, she said very seriously. I think he is pleased that I don't try to cheat him. Somehow Tommy felt uncomfortable at that. There are people, he said vaguely, like one who thought it best to mention no names,

Starting point is 05:07:50 who would be afraid to challenge God in that way. He would not be worth believing in, she and, answered, if he could be revengeful. He is too strong and too loving and too pitiful for that. But she took hold of Tommy as if to protect him. Had they been in physical danger, her first impulse would have been to get in front of him to protect him. The noblest women probably always love in this way, and yet it is those who would hide behind them that men seem to love the best. I always feel, oh, I never can help feeling, she said, that nothing could happen to to you, that God himself could not take you from me while I had hold of you.

Starting point is 05:08:32 Griselle! I mean only that he could not have the heart, she said hastily. No, I don't, she had to add. I meant what you thought I meant. That is why I feel it would be so sweet to be married, so that I could be close to you every moment and then no harm could come to you. I would keep such a grip of you. I should be such a part of that you could not die without my dying also. Oh, do you care less for me now? she cried. I can't see things as clearly as you do, dearest, darlingest.

Starting point is 05:09:07 I have not a beautiful nature like yours. I am naturally rebellious. I have to struggle even to be as good as I am. There are evil things in my blood. You remember how we found out that. God knew it too, and he is compassionate. I think he makes many pitying allowances for me. It is not wicked, is it, to think that? You used to know me too well, Grizel, to speak of my

Starting point is 05:09:32 beautiful nature, he said humbly. I did think you vain, she replied, how odd to remember that. But I was, and am. I love to hear you proving you are not, she said, beaming upon him. Do you think, she asked, with a sudden change of manner to the childish, like one trying to coax a compliment out of him, that I have improved at all during those last days. I think I am not quite such a horrid girl as I used to be, and if I am not, I owe it to you. I am so glad to owe it to you, she told him, that she was trying to make herself a tiny bit more like him by studying his book. It is not exactly the things you say of women that help me, for though they are lovely, I am not sure that they are quite true.

Starting point is 05:10:17 I almost hope they are not true, for if they are, then I am not even an average woman, she buried her face in his coat. You say women are naturally purer than men, but I don't know. Perhaps we are more cunning only. Perhaps it is not even a thing to wish. For if we were, it would mean that we are good because there is less evil in us to fight against. Dear, forgive me for saying that. It may be all wrong, but I think it is what needs. nearly all women feel in their hearts, though they keep it locked up till they die. I don't even want you to believe me. You think otherwise of us, and it is so sweet of you that we try to be better than we are.

Starting point is 05:10:59 To undeceive you would hurt so. It is not the book that makes me a better woman. It is the man I see behind it. He was too much moved to be able to reply, too much humbled. He vowed to himself that, whether he could love or not, he would be a good husband to this dear woman. Ah, Griselle, he declared by and by, what a delicious book you are, and how I wish I had written you. With every word you say, something within me is shouting, am I not a wonder?

Starting point is 05:11:29 I warned you it would be so as soon as I felt that I had done anything really big, and I have. I have somehow made you love me. Ladies and gentlemen, he exclaimed, addressing the river in the trees and the roses, I have somehow made her love me. Am I not a wonder? Griselle clapped her hands gaily. She was Mary again. She could always be what Tommy wanted her to be.

Starting point is 05:11:53 Ladies and gentlemen, she cried. How could I help it? David had been coming back for his flybook, and though he did not hear their words, he saw a light in Griselle's face that suddenly set him thinking. For the rest of the day, he played little attention to Elspeth.

Starting point is 05:12:08 Some of his answers showed her that he was not even listening to her. End of Chapter 15 Chapter 16 of Tommy and Griselle This is a Libravox recording All Libravox recordings are in the public domain For more information or to volunteer Please visit Libravox.org

Starting point is 05:12:37 Recording by Beyond Utopia Tulsa, Oklahoma Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Berry chapter sixteen how could you hurt your grizzell so to concentrate on elspeth so that he might find out what was in her mind was as we have seen seldom necessary to to tommy for he had learned her by heart long ago yet a time was now come when he had to concentrate and even then he was doubtful of the result so often he was yet a time was now come when he had to concentrate and even then he was doubtful of the result so often he had put that mind of hers to rights that it was an open box to him or had been until he conceived the odd notion that perhaps it contained a secret drawer this would have been resented by most brothers but tommy's chagrin was nothing compared to the exhilaration with which he perceived that he might be about to discover something new about the woman he was like the digger whose hand is on the point of closing on a diamond a certain holiness added what puzzled him was the state of affairs now existing between elspith and the doctor

Starting point is 05:13:59 a week had elapsed since the fishing excursion and david had not visited them too busy tommy knew that it is the busy people who can find time could it be that david had proposed to her at the water-side no he could not read that in elspeth's face he knew that she would be in distress lest her refusal should darken the doctor's life for too long a time but yet shake your fist at him ladies for so misunderstanding you he expected also to note in that sympathetic face a look of subdued triumph as it was not there david could not have proposed the fact of her not having told her told him about it at once did not prove to to tommy that there had been no proposal his feeling was that she would consider it too sacred a thing to tell even to him but that it would force its way out in a week or two on the other hand she could not have resisted dropping shyly such remarks as i think dr jemel is a noble man or how wonderfully good dr jemel is a noble man or how wonderfully good dr jemel is to the poor. Also, she would sometimes have given Tommy a glance that said, I wonder if you guess. Had they quarreled? Tommy smiled. If it was but a quarrel, he was not merely appeased. He was pleased. Had he had the ordering of the affair, he would certainly have included a lover's quarrel in it, and had it not been that he had

Starting point is 05:15:43 wanted to give her the pleasure of finding these things out for herself, he would have taken her aside and addressed her thus. No need to look tragic, Elspeth, for, to a woman, this must really be one of the most charming moments in the comedy. You feel that he would not have quarreled, had he had any real caring for you, and yet, in your heart, you know it is a proof that he had. to a woman I who know assure you that nothing can be more delicious your feeling for him as you and I well know is but a sentiment of attraction because he loves you as you are unable to love him and as you are so pained by this quarrel think yourself unhappy just now when you are really in the middle of one of the pleasantest bits of it love is a series of thrills the one leading to the other and as your careful guardian i would not have you miss one of them you will come to the final bang quickly enough and find it the finest thrill of all but it is soon over when you have had to tell him that you are not for him there are left only the pleasures of memory

Starting point is 05:17:10 and the more of them there were the more there will be to look back to i beg you elspeth not to hurry loiter rather smelling the flowers and plucking them for you may never be this way again all these things he might have pointed out to elspeth had he wanted her to look at the matter rationally but he had no such wish he wanted to elspeth he wanted her to look at the matter rationally but he had no such wish he wanted to look at the matter rationally he wanted to her to enjoy herself as the blessed do without knowing why. No pity for the man, you see, but no ill will to him. David was having his thrills also, and though the last of them would seem a staggerer to him at the time, it would gradually become a sunny memory. The only tragedy is to not have known love. So long as you have the experiences, it does not greatly matter whether your suit was a failure or successful. So Tommy decided, but he feared at the same time that there had been no quarrel, that David

Starting point is 05:18:22 had simply drawn back. How he saw through Elspeth's brave attempts to show that she had never for a moment thought of David's having any feeling for her save ordinary friendship. Yes, they were brave, but not brave. enough for Tommy. At times she would say something bitter about life, not about the doctor, for he was never mentioned, and it was painful to her brother to see gentle Elspeth grown cynical. He suffered even more when her manner indicated that she knew she was too poor a creature to be loved by any man. Tommy was in great woe about Elspeth at this time. He was thinking

Starting point is 05:19:07 much more about her than about Griselle, but don't blame him unreservedly for that. The two women, who were his dears, were pulling at him different ways, and he could not accompany both. He had made up his mind to be loyal to Griselle, and so all his pity could go to Elspeth. On the day he had his talk with the doctor, therefore he had, as it were, put Griselle aside only because she was happy just now, and so had not else this need of him. The doctor and he had met on the hill, whence the few who look may see one of the fairest views in Scotland. Tommy was strolling up and down, and the few other persons on the hill were glancing

Starting point is 05:19:59 with good-humoured suspicion at him as we all look at celebrated characters. Had he been happy he would have known they were watching him and perhaps had put his hands behind his back to give them more for their money as the saying is but he was miserable his one consolation was that the blow he must strike elspeth when he told her of his engagement need not be struck just yet david could not have chosen a worse moment therefore for saying so bluntly what he said i hear you are to be married if so i should like to congratulate you to tommy winced like one charged with open cruelty to his sister charged with it too by the real criminal is it not true david asked quietly and tommy turned from him glaring i am sorry i spoke of it as it is not true and t'n't really and tommy turned from him glaring i am sorry i spoke of it as it is not true the doctor said after a pause the crow's feet showing round his eyes as always when he was in mental pain and presently he went away after giving tommy a contemptuous look did tommy deserve that look we must remember that he had wanted to make the engagement public at once if he shrank from admitting it for the present it was because of elspice's plight griselle you might have given her a little time to recover from this man's faithlessness was what his heart cried he believed that griselle had told david and for the last time in his life he was angry with her

Starting point is 05:21:47 he strode down to the hill savagely toward cadam wood where he knew he should find her soon he saw her she was on one of the many tiny paths that lead the stranger into the middle of the wood and then leave him there maliciously, or because they dare not venture any farther themselves. They could play no tricks on Griselle, however, for she knew and was fond of them all. Tommy had said she loved them because they were such little paths, that they appeal to her like babies, and perhaps there was something in it. She came up the path with the swing of one who was gleefully happy. Some of the thrums people, you remember, said that Griselle strutted because she was so satisfied with herself, and, if you like an ugly word, we may say that she strutted today. It was her whole being, giving utterance to the joy within her that love had brought. As Griselle came up the path

Starting point is 05:22:54 on that bright afternoon, she could no more have helped strutting than the bud to open, on the appointed day she was obeying one of nature's laws I think promised long ago to tell you of the day when Griselle would strut no more well this is the day observe her strutting for the last time it was very strange and touching to her to remember in the after years that she had once strutted but But it was still more strange and touching to Tommy. She was like one overfilled with delight when she saw him. How could she know that he was to strike her?

Starting point is 05:23:44 He did not speak. She was not displeased. When anything so tremendous happened as the meeting of these two, how could they find words at once? She bent and pressed her lips to his sleeve, but he drew away with a gesture that startled her. You are not angry, she said, stopping. Yes, he replied doggedly.

Starting point is 05:24:10 Not with me. Her hand went up to her heart. With me! A wounded animal could not have uttered a cry more pathetic. Not with me! She clutched his arm. Have I no cause to be angry? He said.

Starting point is 05:24:28 She looked at him in bewilderment. could this be he oh could it be she cause how could i give you cause it seemed unanswerable to her how could griselle do anything that would give him the right to be angry with her oh men men you will never understand how absolutely all of her a woman's love can be if she gives you everything how can she give you more? She is not another person. She is part of you. Does one finger of your hand plot against another? He told her sullenly of his scene with the doctor. I am very sorry, she said, but her eyes were still searching for the reason why Tommy could be angry with her. You made me promise to tell no one, he said, and I have kept

Starting point is 05:25:29 my promise but you. The anguish that was Griselle's then. You can't think that I told him, she cried, and she held out her arms as if to remind him of who she was. You can believe that of your Griselle? I dare say you have not done it wittingly, but this man has guessed, and he could never have guessed it. from look or word of mine. It must have been I, she said slowly. Tell me, she cried like a suppliant. How have I done it?

Starting point is 05:26:16 Your manner, your face, he answered. It must have been that. I don't blame you, Griselle, but, yes, it must have been that. and it is hard on me. He was in misery, and these words leaped out. They meant only that it was hard on him if Elspeth had to be told of his engagement. In the hour of her dejection, he did not mean to hurt Griselle to the quick. However terrible the loss of his freedom might be to the man who could not love,

Starting point is 05:26:51 he always intended to be true to her. but she gave the words a deeper meaning. She stood so still she seemed to be pondering, and at last she said quietly, as if they had been discussing some problem outside themselves. Yes, I think it must have been that. She looked long at him. It is very hard on you, she said.

Starting point is 05:27:22 I feel sure it was there. that she went on and now her figure was erect and again it broke and sometimes there was a noble scorn in her voice but more often there was only pitiful humility i feel sure it was that for i have often wondered how everybody did not know i have broken my promise i used all the ways to be able to keep a promise i had every other fault i was hard and proud and intolerant, but I was true. I think I was vain of that, though I see now it was only something I could not help. From the moment when I had a difficulty in keeping a promise, I ceased to keep it. I love you so much that I carry my love in my face for all to read. They cannot see me meet you without knowing the truth. They cannot hear me say your name, but I betraying myself. I show how I love you in every movement. I am full of you. How can anyone look at me and not see you? I should have been more careful. Oh, I could have been so much more careful had I loved you

Starting point is 05:28:41 a little less. It is very hard on you. The note of satire had died out of her voice, her every look and gesture carried in it nothing but love for him but all the unhappy dog could say was something about self-respect her mouth opened as if for bitterness but no sound came how much self-respect do you think is left for me after today she said mournfully at last and then she quickly took a step nearer her dear one as if to caress the spot where these words had been struck but she stopped and for a moment she was the grizzell of old have no fear she said with a trembling crooked smile there is only one thing to be done now and i shall do it all the blame is mine you shall not be deprived of your self-respect he had not been asking for his freedom but he heard it running to him now and he knew that if he answered nothing he would be whistling it back for ever a madness to be free at any cost swept over him he let go his hold on self-respect and clapped his hand on freedom he answered nothing and the one thing for her to do was to go and she did it but it was only for her to do was to go and she did it but it was only for her to her to do

Starting point is 05:30:15 a moment that she could be altogether the grizzell of old. She turned to take a long, last look at him. But the woefulness of herself was what she was. She cried with infinite pathos, Oh, how could you hurt your grizzell so? He controlled himself and let her go. His freedom was fawning on him, licking his hands and face, and in that madness he actually let Grisel go. It was not until she was out of sight that he gave utterance to a harsh laugh. He knew what he was at that moment, as you and I shall never be able to know him. Eavesdrop how we may. He flung himself down in a blueberry bed and lay there doggedly, his weak mouth, tightly closed. A great silence reigned. No, not a great silence, for he continued to hear the cry.

Starting point is 05:31:23 Oh, how could you hurt your grizzell so? She scarcely knew that she had said it, but to him who knew what she had been and what he had changed her into, and for what alone she was to blame, there was an unconscious pathos in it that was terrible. It was the epitome of all that was Griselle, all that was adorable, and all that was pitiful in her. It rang in his mind like a bell of doom. He believed its echo would not be quite gone from his ears when he died, if all the wise men in the world had met to consider how Griselle could most effectively say farewell to Tommy, they could not have thought out a better sentence. However completely he had put himself emotionally in her place with the same object, he would have been inspired

Starting point is 05:32:27 by nothing quite so good. But they were loves, Donnie. words he knew he could never again though he tried be to grezell what he had been the water was spilled on the ground she had thought him all that was glorious in man that was what her love had meant and it was spilled there was only one way in which he could wound her more cruelly than she was already hurt and that was by-st by daring to ask her to love him still, to imply that he thought her pride so broken, her independence, her maidenly modesty, all that made up the loveliness of a girl, so lost, that by entreaties he could persuade her to forgive him, would destroy her altogether. It would reveal to her how low he thought her capable of falling. I suppose we should all like to think that it would have been thus with Griselle,

Starting point is 05:33:40 but our wishes are of small account. It was not many minutes since she left Tommy to be his no more, his knife, still in her heart, but she had not reached the end of the wood when all in front of her seemed a world of goblins, and a future without him was not to be faced he might beat her or scorn her but not for an hour could she exist without him she wrung her arms in woe the horror of what she was doing tore her in pieces but not all this prevented her turning back it could not even make her go slowly she did not walk back she stole back in the little runs. She knew it was her destruction, but her arms were outstretched to the spot

Starting point is 05:34:37 where she had left him. He was no longer there, and he saw her between the firs before she could see him. As he realized what her coming back meant, his frame shook with pity for her. All the dignity had gone from her. She looked as shamed as a dog, stealing back after it had been whipped. She knew she was shamed. He saw she knew it. The despairing rocking of her arms proved it. Yet she was coming back to him in little runs.

Starting point is 05:35:18 Pity, chivalry, Oh, surely love itself, lifted him to his feet, and all else passed out of him, save an imperious desire to save her as much humiliation as he could to give her back a few of those garments of pride and self-respect that had fallen from her at least she should not think that she had to come all the way to him with a stifled sob he rose up and ran up the path towards her Griselle, it is you, my beloved, how could you leave me? Oh, Griselle, my love, how could you misunderstand me so?

Starting point is 05:36:11 She gave a glad cry. She sought feebly to hold him at arm's length, to look at him watchfully, to read him as in the old days, but the old days were gone. He strained her to him. Oh, surely, it was love at last. He thanked God that he had loved at last. End of Chapter 16. Chapter 17 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain.

Starting point is 05:36:58 For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravoc's. dot org recording by beyond utopia Tulsa Oklahoma Tommy and Griselle by J. M. Barry Chapter 17 How Tommy Saved the Flag He loved at last but had no time to exult just now for he could not rejoice with Tommy while his dear one drooped in shame. Ah so well he understood that she believed she had done the unpardonable thing in woman, and that while she thought so, she must remain a broken column. It was a great task, he saw before him, nothing less than to make her think that what she had done was not shameful, but exquisite, that she had not tarnished the flag of love, but glorified it. Artfulness, you will see, was needed. But, remember, he was now using all his

Starting point is 05:38:02 arts in behalf of the woman he loved. You are so long in coming back to me, Griselle, the agony of it. Did it seem long? She spoke in a trembling voice, hiding her face in him. She listened, like one anxious to seize his answer as it left his heart. So long, he answered, That it seemed to me that we must be old when we met again. I saw a future without you, stretching before me to the grave, and I turned and ran from it.

Starting point is 05:38:38 That is how I felt, she whispered. You! Tommy cried in excellent amazement. What else could have made become? I thought it was pity that had brought you, pity for me, Griselle. I thought you had perhaps come back to be angry with me. How could I be? she cried. How could you help it, rather, said he, I was cruel. Griselle, I spoke like a fool, as well as like a dastard.

Starting point is 05:39:16 But it was only anxiety for Elspeth that made me do it. Dear one, be angry with me as often as you choose, and whether I deserve it or not, but don't go away from me. never send me from you again anything but that it was how she had felt again and her hold on him tightened with sudden joy so well he knew what that grip meant he did not tell her that he had not loved her fully until now he would have liked to tell her how true love had been born in him as he saw her stealing back to him but it was surely best for her not to know that any transformation had been needed. I don't say that I love you now more than ever before, he said carefully, but one thing I do know that I never admired you quite so much. She looked up in surprise.

Starting point is 05:40:25 I mean your character, he said determinedly. I have always known how strong and very. noble it was, but I never quite thought you could be anything so beautiful as this. Beautiful. She could only echo the word. Many women, even of the best, he told her, would have resorted to little feminine ways of humbling such a blunderer as I have been. They would have spurned him for weeks, made him come to them on his knees, perhaps

Starting point is 05:40:59 have thought that his brutality of a moment outweighed all his love. When I saw you coming to meet me halfway, oh, Griselle, tell me that you are doing that. Yes, yes, yes, she answered eagerly, so that she may not detain him a moment. When I saw you, I realized that you are willing to forgive me, that you were coming to say so, that no thought of lowering me first. was in your mind, that yours was a love above the littleness of ordinary people, and the adorableness of it filled me with a glorious joy. I saw in that moment what woman in her highest development is capable of, and that the noblest is the most womanly. She said, "'Womenly?' with a little cry. It had always been such a sweet word to her.

Starting point is 05:42:00 And she thought it could never be hers again. It is by watching you, he replied, that I know the meaning of the word. I thought I knew long ago, but every day you give it a nobler meaning. If she could have believed it. For a second or two she tried to believe it. And then she shook her head. How dear of you to think that of me, she answered. she looked up at him with exquisite approval in her eyes.

Starting point is 05:42:33 She had always felt that men should have high ideas about women. But it was not to save you pain that I came back, she said bravely. There was something pathetic in the way that the truth had always to come out of her. I did not think you wanted me to come back. I never expected you to be looking for me. And when I saw you doing it, my heart nearly stopped for gladness. I thought you were wearied of me, and would be annoyed when you saw me coming back. I said to myself,

Starting point is 05:43:10 If I go back, I shall be a disgrace to womanhood. But I came, and now, do you know what my heart is saying, and will always be saying? It is that pride and honor and self-respect are gone. And the terrible thing is that I don't seem to care. I, who used to value them so much, are willing to let them go if you don't send me away from you. Oh, if you can't love me any longer, let me still love you. That is what I came back to say. Griselle!

Starting point is 05:43:49 Griselle! He cried. It was she who was wielding the knife now. But it is true, she said. we could so easily pretend that it isn't that was not what he said though it was at his heart he sat down saying this is a terrible blow but better you should tell it to me than leave me to find out he was determined to save the flag for grezell though he had to try all the tommy ways one by one have i hurt you she asked you asked anxiously she could not bear to hurt him for a moment what did i say it amounts to this he replied huskily you love me but you wish you did not that is what it means he expected her to be appalled by this but she stood still thinking it over there was something pitiful in a grizzell grown undecided

Starting point is 05:44:57 do i wish i did not she said helplessly i don't know perhaps that is what i do wish ah but what are wishes i know now that they don't matter at all yes they matter he assured her in the voice of one looking upon death if you no longer want to love me you will cease to do it soon enough his manner changed to bitterness so don't be cast down Griselle, for the day of your deliverance is at hand. But again she disappointed him, and as the flag must be saved at whatever cost, he said, it has come already. I see you no longer love me as you did. Her arms rose in anguish, but he went on ruthlessly. You will never persuade me that you do, and I shall never believe it. again. I suppose it was a pitiable thing about Griselle. It was something he had discovered weeks ago, and marveled over, that nothing distressed her so much as the implication that

Starting point is 05:46:11 she could love him less. She knew that she could not, but that he should think it possible was the strangest woe to her. It seemed to her to be love's only tragedy. We have seen how difficult it was for Griselle to cry. When she said, How could you hurt your Griselle so? She had not cried, nor when she knew, if she went back to him, her self-respect must remain behind. But a painful tear came to her eyes when he said that she loved him less. It almost unmanned him, but he proceeded for her good. I dare say you still care for me a little, as the rank and file of people love. What right had I, of all people, to expect a love so rare and beautiful as yours to last.

Starting point is 05:47:12 It had to burn out, like a great fire, as such love always does. The experience of the world has proved it. Oh, she said, and her body was rocking. if he did not stop she would weep herself to death yes it seems sad Tommy continued but if ever man knew that it served him right I know it and they maintain the wise acres who have analyzed love that there is much to be said in favor of a calm affection the glory has gone but the material comforts are greater, and in the end she sank upon the ground. He was bleeding for her, was Tommy.

Starting point is 05:48:04 He went on his knees beside her, and it was terrible to him to feel that every part of her was alive with anguish. He called her many sweet names, and she listened for them between her sobs, but still she sobbed. He could bear it no longer. He cried. He called upon God to smite him. She did not look up, but her poor hands pulled him back. You said, I do not love you the same, she moaned. Griselle, he answered as if in sad reproof. It was not I who said that. It was you. I put into words only what you have been telling me for the last ten minutes.

Starting point is 05:48:53 no no she cried oh how could i he flung up his arms in despair is this only pity for me griselle he implored looking into her face as if to learn his fate or is it love indeed you know it is love you know but what kind of love he demanded fiercely is it the same love that it was quick tell me i can't have less if it is but a little less you will kill me the first gleam of sunshine swept across her face and oh how he was looking for it do you want it to be the same do you really want it oh it is it is it is is. And you would not cease to love me if you could? No, no, no. She would have come closer to him, but he held her back. One moment, Griselle, he said in a hard voice that filled her with apprehension, there must be no second mistake. In saying that love, and love alone brought you back, you are admitting, are you not, that you are talking wildly about loss of pride and honor? You did the loveliest thing you have ever done when you came back.

Starting point is 05:50:21 If I were you, my character would be ruined from this hour. I should feel so proud of myself. She smiled at that and fondled his hand. If you think so, she said, all is well. but he would not leave it thus you must think so also he insisted and when she still shook her head then i am proud of your love no longer he said doggedly how proud of it i have been a man cannot love a woman without reverencing her without being touched to the quick a score of times a day by the revelations she had been-a man cannot love a woman without reverencing her without being touched to the quick a score of times a day by the revelations she gives of herself revelations of such beauty and purity that she is abashed in her presence the unspoken prayers he offers up to god at those times he gives her to carry and when such a one returns his love he is proud indeed to me you are the embodiment that is of all that is fair in woman and it is love that has made you so that has

Starting point is 05:51:39 taken away your little imperfections, love for me. Ah, Griselle, I was so proud to think that somehow I had done it. But even now, in the moment when your love has manifested itself most splendidly, you are ashamed of it. And what I respect and reverence you for most are changes that have come about against your will. if your love makes you sorrowful, how can I be proud of it? Henceforth, it will be my greatest curse.

Starting point is 05:52:18 She started up, wringing her hands. It was something to have got to her feet. Surely, he said, like one puzzled as well as pained by her obtuseness, you see clearly that it must be so. True love, as I conceive it, must be something passing all knowledge, irresistible, something not to be resented for its power, but worshipped for it, something not to fight against, but to glory in, and such is your love. But you give the proof of it with shame, because your ideal of love is a humdrum,

Starting point is 05:53:04 sort of affection. That is all you would like to feel, Griselle, and because you feel something deeper and nobler, you say you have lost your self-respect. I am the man who has taken it from you. Can I ever be proud of your love again? He paused, overcome with emotion. What it has been to me, he cried. I walked among my fellows, as if i were a colossus it inspired me at my work i felt that there was nothing great i was not capable of all because grezell loved me she stood trembling with delight at what he said and with apprehension at what he seemed to threaten his head being bent he could not see her and amid his grief he wondered a little what she was doing now but you spoke. She said it timidly, as if to refer to the matter at all was cruel of her. You spoke as if I was disgracing you because I could not conceal my love. You said it was hard on you.

Starting point is 05:54:21 She pressed her hands together. Yes, that is what you said. This was awkward for Tommy. She believes I meant that, he cried horse. grossly, Griselle believes that of me. I have behaved since then as if that was what I meant, have I? I meant only that it would be hard on me if Elspeth learned of our love at the very moment when this man is treating her basely. I look as if I had meant something worse, do I? I know myself at last. Griselle has shown me what I am. He covered his face with his hands.

Starting point is 05:55:08 Strong man as he was, he could not conceal his agony. Don't, she cried. If I was wrong, if you are wrong, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Somehow it was a mistake. I don't know how it arose, but you love me, and you want me to love you still. That is all I know.

Starting point is 05:55:37 I thought you did not, but you do. If you wanted me to come back, If I wanted it, I know you wanted it now, and I am no longer ashamed to have come. I am glad I came, and if you can still be proud of my love and respect me, O Griselle, if,

Starting point is 05:56:02 then I have got my pride and my self-respect again. I cannot reason about it, but they have come back again. It was she who was trying to comfort him by this time, caressing his hair and his hands, but he would not be appeased at once. It was good for her to have something to do. You are sure you are happy again, Griselle? You are not pretending in order to please me.

Starting point is 05:56:36 So happy. But your eyes are still wet. That is because I have hurt you so. Oh, how happy I should be if I could see you smile again. How would I smile if I saw you looking happy? Then, smile at once, sir. she could say presently, for, see how happy I am looking. And as she beamed on him, once more, he smiled as well as he was able to.

Starting point is 05:57:13 Griselle loved him so much that she actually knew when that face of his was smiling, and soon she was saying gaily to his eyes, Oh, silly eyes that won't sparkle, what is the use of you? and she pressed her own upon them and to his mouth she said mouth that does not know how to laugh poor tragic mouth he let her do nearly all the talking she sat there crooning over him as if he were her child and so the flag was saved he begged her to let him tell their little world of his love for her and especially was he eager to go straight with it to the doctor but she would not have this david and elspeth shall know in good time she said very nobly i am sure they are fond of each other and they shall know of our happiness on the day when they tell us of their own and until that great day came she was not to look upon herself as engaged to Tommy and he must never kiss her again until they were engaged. I think it was a pleasure to her to insist on this.

Starting point is 05:58:41 It was her punishment to herself for ever having doubted Tommy. End of chapter 17. Chapter 18 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Libravox recording. All Librava recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.org recording by beyond utopia Tulsa oklahoma tommy and griselle by j m berry chapter eighteen the girl she had been as they sat amid the smell of rosin on that summer day she told him with a glance that said now you will last at me what had brought her into cadam wood i came to rub something out he reflected a memory yes of me she nodded an unhappy memory not to me she replied leaning on him i have no memory of you i would rub out no not the unhappiest one for it was you and that makes it dear

Starting point is 06:00:06 all memories however sad of loved ones become sweet don't they when we get far enough away from them but to whom then is this memory painful of grazel again she cast that glance at him to her she whispered that little girl yes the child i used to be you see she never grew up and so they are not distant memories to her. I try to rub them out of her mind by giving her prettier things to think of. I go to the places where she was most unhappy and tell her sweet things about you. I am not morbid, am I, and thinking of her still as someone apart from myself? You know how it began in the lonely days when I used to look at her in Mama's mirror and pity her and fancy that she was pitying me and entreating me to be careful. Always when I think I see her now, she seems to be looking anxiously at me and saying,

Starting point is 06:01:21 oh, do be careful. And the sweet things I tell her about you are meant to show her how careful I have become. Are you laughing at me for this? I sometimes laugh at myself. No, it is delicious, he answered her speaking more lightly than he felt. What a numskull you make, Griselle, of any man who presumes to write about women. I am at school again, and you are Miss Ailey, teaching me the alphabet. But I thought you lost that serious little girl on that dullful day

Starting point is 06:01:59 when she heard you say that you loved me, best. She came back. She has no one but me. And she still warns you against me? Griselle laughed, gleefully. I am too clever for her, she said. I do all the talking. I allow her to listen only, and you must not blame her for distrusting you. I have said such things against you. To her. Oh, the things I said. On the things I said. On the the first day I saw you, for instance, after you came back to Thrums. It was in church. Do you remember?

Starting point is 06:02:41 I should like to know what you said to her about me that day. Would you, Griselle asked Marrily? Well, let me see. She was not at church. She never went there, you remember. But, of course, she was curious to hear about you. And I had no sooner got home, and she came to me. and said, was he here?

Starting point is 06:03:05 Yes, I said. Is he much changed? She asked. He has a beard, I said. You know that is not really what I mean, she said. And then I said, I don't think he is so much changed that he is impossible to recognize him again. Tommy interrupted her. Now, what did you mean by that?

Starting point is 06:03:30 I meant that I thought you were a little. to find the congregation looking at Gavignia's baby more than at you. Griselle, you are a wretch, but perhaps you are right. Well, what more did the little inquisitor want to know? She asked me if I felt any of my old fear of you, and I said, no, and then she clapped her hands with joy. Then she asked whether you looked at me as if you were begging me to say, I still thought you a wonder, and I said I thought you did.

Starting point is 06:04:09 Griselle? Oh, I told her ever so many dreadful things as soon as I found them out. I told her the whole story of your ankle, sir, for instance. On my word, Griselle, you seem to have omitted nothing. Ah, but I did, she cried. I never told her how much. much I wanted you to be admirable. I pretended that I despised you merely, and in reality I was wringing my hands with woe, every time you did not behave like a god. They will be worn away,

Starting point is 06:04:48 Griselle, if you go on doing that. I don't think so, she replied, nor can she think so, if she believes half of what I have told about you since. She knows how you saved the boy's life. I told her that in the old lair because she had some harsh memories of you there, and it was at the cuttle well that I told her about the glove. And where? asked Tommy severely. Did you tell her that you had been mistaken in thinking me jealous of a baby and anxious to be considered a wonder? She hid her face for a moment, and she looked up roguishly into his. I have not told her that yet, she replied.

Starting point is 06:05:37 It was so audacious of her that he took her by the ears. If I were vain, Tommy said reflectively, I would certainly shake you now. You show a painful want of tact, Griselle, in implying that I am not perfect. Nothing annoys men so much. We can stand, anything except that his merrieness gladdened her they are only little things she said and i have grown to love them i know they are flaws but i love them because say because they are mine you owe me that no because they are weaknesses i don't have i have others but not those and it is sweet to me to know that you are weak in some matter in which I am strong.

Starting point is 06:06:32 It makes me feel that I can be of some use to you. Are you insinuating that there are more of them? Tommy demanded sitting up. You are not very practical, she responded, and I am. Go on. And you are just a little inclined to be sent to... Hush!

Starting point is 06:06:58 I don't. allow that word, but you may say if you choose that I am sometimes carried away by a too generous impulse, and that it will be my part, said she, to seize you by the arm and hold you back. Oh, you will give me a great deal to do. That is one of the things I love you for. It was one of the things I loved my dear Mr. McQueen. for. She looked up suddenly. I have told him also about you. Lately, Griselle? Yes, in my parlor. It was his parlor,

Starting point is 06:07:42 you know, and I had kept nothing from him while he was alive. That is to say, he always knew what I was thinking of, and I liked a fancy that he knows still. In the evenings he used to sit in the armchair by the fire, and I sat talking or knitting at his feet, and if I ceased to do anything except sit still, looking straight before me, he knew I was thinking the morbid thoughts that had troubled me in the old days at double dykes. Without knowing it, I sometimes shuddered at those times, and he was distressed. It reminded me of my mama. I understand. I understand. I understand. I understand. stand, Tommy said hurriedly. He meant, Let us avoid painful subjects.

Starting point is 06:08:36 It's his years, she went on, since those thoughts have troubled me, and it was he who drove them away. He was so kind. He thought so much of my future, that I still sit by his armchair and tell him what is happening to his grizzle. I don't speak aloud, of course. I scarcely say the words to myself, even, and yet we seem to have long talks together. I told him I had given you his coat. Well, I don't think he was pleased at that, Griselle. I have had a feeling for some time that the coat dislikes me. It scratched my hand the first time I put it on. My hand caught in at the hook of the collar, you will say, but, no, that is not what I think. In my opinion,

Starting point is 06:09:34 the deed was maliciously done. McQueen always distrusted me, you know, and I expect his coat with saying, hands off my grizzle. She took it as quite a jest. He does not distress you now, she said, smiling. I have told him what I think of you, and though he was surprised at first, in the end, his opinion was the same as mine. Ah, you saw to that, Griselle. I had nothing to do with it. I merely told him everything, and he had to agree with me. How could he doubt, when he saw that you had made me so happy?

Starting point is 06:10:17 Even Mama does not doubt. You have told her, all this is rather eerie, Griselle. You are not sorry, are you? she asked looking at him anxiously dr mcqueen wanted me to forget her he thought that would be best for me it was the only matter on which we differed i gave up speaking of her to him you are the only person i have mentioned to her since i became a woman but i often think of her i am sure there was a time before i was a time before i was old enough to understand when she was very fond of me. I was her baby,

Starting point is 06:11:03 and women can't help being fond of their babies, even though they should never have had them. I think she often hugged me tight. Indeed we speak of this, Griselle? For this once, she entreated,

Starting point is 06:11:22 you must remember that Mama often looked at me with hatred, and said I was the cause of all her woe. But sometimes in her last months she would give me such sad looks that I trembled, and I felt that she was picturing me growing into the kind of woman she wished so much she had not become herself, and that she longed to save me.

Starting point is 06:11:53 That is why I have told her that a good man loves me. She is so glad, my poor dear mama, that I tell her again and again. And she loves to hear it as much as I to tell it. What she loves to hear most is that you really do want to marry me. She is so fond of hearing that because it is what my father would never say to her.

Starting point is 06:12:23 Tommy was so much moved that he could not speak, but in his heart he gave thanks that what Griselle said of him to her mama was true at last. It makes her so happy, Griselle said, that when I seem to see her now, she looks as sweet and pure as she must have been in the days when she was an innocent girl. I think she can enter into my feelings more than any other person ever could do. Is that because she was my mother?

Starting point is 06:13:04 She understands how I feel, just as I can understand how in the end she was willing to be bad because he wanted it so much. No, no, Griselle, Tommy cried passionately. You don't understand that. She rocked her arms. Yes, I do. She said, I do.

Starting point is 06:13:35 I could never have cared for such a man, but I can understand how Mama yielded to him, and I have no feeling for her except pity, and I have told her so, and it is what she loves to hear her daughter tell her, best of all they put the subject from them and she told him what it was that she had come to rub out in if you have read of tommy's boyhood you may remember the day it ended with his departure for the farm and that he and elspeth walked through cadm to the cart that was to take him from her and how to comfort her he swore that he loved her her with his whole heart, and Griselle, not at all, and that Griselle was in the wood and heard,

Starting point is 06:14:32 and how Elspeth had promised to wave to Tommy in the cart as long as it was visible, but broke down and went home sobbing, and how Griselle took her place and waved, pretending to be Elspeth, so that he might think she was bearing up bravely. Tommy had not known what Griselle did for him that day, and when he heard it now, for the first time, from her own lips, he realized afresh what a glorious girl she was, and had always been. You may try to rub that memory out of little Griselle's head, he declared looking very proudly at her, but you shall never rub it out of mine. It was by his wish that they went together to the spot where she had heard him say that he loved Elspeth only. If you can find it, Tommy said, after all these years. And she smiled at his mannish words.

Starting point is 06:15:40 She had found it so often since. There was the very clump of win. And here was the boy to match. oh, who by striving could make himself a boy again as Tommy could. I tell you he was always irresistible then. What is genius? It is the power to be a boy again at will. When I think of him, flinging off the years and whistling childhood back,

Starting point is 06:16:12 not to himself only, but to all who heard, distributing it among them, gaily, imperiously, calling on them to dance, dance, for they are boys and girls again until they stop. When to recall him in those wild moods is to myself to grasp for a moment at the dear dead days that were so much the best. I cannot wonder that Griselle loved him. I am his slave myself.

Starting point is 06:16:48 I see that all that was wrong with Tommy was that he could not always be a boy Hide there again, Griselle! He cried to her, little Tommy cried to her, Struck the Jacobite, her captain, cried to the lady Griselda, and he disappeared and presently marched down the path with an imaginary Elspeth by his side. I love you both, Elspeth, he was going to say, and my love for the one does not make me love the other less.

Starting point is 06:17:26 But he glanced at Griselle, and she was leaning forward to catch his words as if this were no play but life or death. And he knew what she longed to hear him say, and he said it. I love you very much, Elspeth, but however much I love you, it would be idle to pretend that I don't love Griselle more. A stifled cry of joy came from the clump of wind,

Starting point is 06:18:03 hard by, and they were man and woman again. Did you not know it, Griselle? No, no, you never told me. I never dreamed it was necessary to tell you. Oh, if you knew how I have longed that it might be so, yes, and sometimes I hated Elspeth, because I feared it could not be. I have tried so hard to be content with second place.

Starting point is 06:18:39 I have thought it all out and said to myself it was natural that Elspeth should be first. Oh, my tragic love, he said. I can see you arguing in that way, but I don't see you convincing yourself. My passionate Griselle is not the girl to accept second place from anyone. If I know anything of her, I know that. to his surprise she answered softly you are wrong i wonder at it myself but i had made up my mind to be content with second place and to be grateful for it i could not have believed it he cried i could not have believed it myself said she Are you the Griselle?

Starting point is 06:19:39 He began. No, she said, I have changed a little. And she looked pathetically at him. It stabs me, he said, to see you so humble. I am humbler than I was. She answered huskily, but she was looking at him with the fondest love. Don't look at me so, Griselle, he implored.

Starting point is 06:20:10 I am unworthy of it. I am the man who has made you so humble. Yes, she answered, and she still looked at him with the fondest love. A film came over his eyes, and she touched them softly with her handkerchief. Those eyes that but a little bit of her handkerchief. eyes that but a little while ago were looking so coldly at you he said dear eyes said she though I were to strike you he cried raising his hand she took the hand in hers and kissed it has it come to this he said not speak she nodded he fell upon his knees before her i am glad you are a little sorry she said i am a little sorry myself

Starting point is 06:21:16 end of chapter eighteen chapter nineteen of tommy and grizzell this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox dot org. Tommy and Grizzell by J. M. Barry. Chapter 19 of the change in Thomas. To find ways of making David proposed to Elspath, of making Elspeth willing to exchange her brother for David, they were heavy tasks, but Tommy yoked himself to them gallantly and tugged like an Arab steed in the plow. it should be almost as pleasant to us as to him to think that love was what made him do it for he was sure he loved grezell at last and that the one longing of his heart was to marry her the one marvel to him was that he had ever longed ardently for anything else well as you know she longed for it also but she was firm in her resolve that until elspeth was engaged tommy should be a single man she even made him promise not to kiss her again so long as their love had to be kept secret it will be so sweet to wait she said bravely as we shall see presently his efforts to put elspeth into the hands of david were apparently of no avail but though this would have embittered many men it drew only to the surface some of tommy's noblest attributes

Starting point is 06:23:03 as he suffered in silence he became gentler more considerate and acquired a new command over himself to conquer self for her sake this is in the letters to a young man is the highest tribute a man can pay to a woman it is the only real greatness and tommy had done it now i could give you a score of proofs let us take his treatment of aaron one day about this time tommy found himself alone in the house with aaron and had he been the old tommy he would have waited but a moment to let aaron decide which of them should go elsewhere it was thus that these two ever so uncomfortable in each other's presence contrived to keep the peace now note the change aaron said tommy in the hush that had fallen on that house since quiet elspeth left it i have never thanked you in words for all that you have done for me and elspeth dinna do it now then replied the warper fidgeting i must tommy said cheerily i must and he did while aaron scowled it was never done for you aaron informed him nor for the father you are the marrow's of it was done for my mother said tommy reverently i'm none so sure on erin rapped out i think i brought you tway here has bairns that the reminder of my shame should ever stand before me but tommy shook his head and sat down sympathetically beside the wharper you loved her aaron he said simply it was an undying love that made you adopt her orphan children a charming thought came to him when you brought us here he said with some elation

Starting point is 06:25:01 elspeth used to cry at nights because our mother's spirit did not come to us to comfort us and i invented boyish explanations to appease her but i have learned since why we did not see that spirit for though it hovered round this house its first thought was not for us but for him who succoured us he could have made it much better had he been able to revise it but surely it was touching and aaron need not have said damn which was what he did say one knows how most men would have received so harsh an answer to such gentle words and we can conceive how a very holy man say a monk would have bowed to it even as the monk did tommy submit or say rather with the meekness of a nun i wish i could help you in any way aaron he said with a sigh you can replied aaron prompt by taking yourself off to london and leaving elspeth here with me i never made pretence that i wanted you except because she wouldn't a come without you laddie and man as weal you can you were i a scunner to me and yet said tommy looking at him admiringly you fed and housed and educated us ah aaron do you not see that your dislike gives me the more reason only to esteem you carried away way by desire to help the old man, he put his hand kindly on his shoulder.

Starting point is 06:26:36 You have never respected yourself, he said, since the night you and my mother parted at the cuddle well, and my heart bleeds to think of it. Many a year ago, by your kindness to two forlorn children, you expiated that sin, and it is blotted out from your account. Forget it, Aaron, as every other person has forgotten it, and let the spirit of Jean Miles see you tranquil. will once again he patted aaron affectionately he seemed to be the older of the two tack your hand off my shother aaron cried fiercely tommy removed his hand but he continued to look yearningly at the warper another beautiful thought came to him what are you looking so wholly about asked aaron with misgivings aaron cried tommy suddenly inspired you are not always the gloomy man you pass for being you have glorious moments still you wake in the morning and for a second of time you are in the heyday of your youth and you and jean miles are to walk out to-night as you sit by this fire you think you hear her hand on the latch of the door as you pass down the street you seem to see her coming towards you

Starting point is 06:27:51 it is for a moment only and then you are a grey-haired man again and she has been in her grave for many a year but you have that moment aaron rose amazed and wrathful the devil take you he cried how did you find out that perhaps tommy's nose turned up rapturously in reply for the best of us cannot command ourselves altogether at great moments but when he spoke he was modest again it was sympathy that told me he explained and aaron if you will only believe me it tells me also that a little of the man you were still clings to you come out of the moroseness in which you have enveloped yourself so long think what a joy it would be to el's it's little she would care if you want to hurt her tell her so i'm no denying but what she's fell fond o me than for her sake tommy pleaded but the whirper turned on him with baleful eyes she likes me he said in a grating voice and yet i'm as nothing to her we are all as nothing to her beside you if there hadn't a been you i should a-become the for you father to her i craved to be but you had mesmerized her she had eyes for none but you i sent you to the herding meaning to break your power over her and all she could think o was my cruelty in cindering you sign you ran af with her to london stealing her fray me i was without her while she was growing fray lassie to woman the years when maybe she could ha made o me what she willed magerful tam took the mother fray me and he lived again in you to tack the doctor you really think me masterful me tommy said smiling i suppose you never were aaron replied ironically yes tommy admitted frankly i was masterful as a boy ah and even quite lately how we change he said musingly

Starting point is 06:30:08 how we dinna change retorted aaron bitterly he had learned the truer philosophy man he continued looking tommy over there's times when i see mare or your mother than your father in you she was a wonder at making believe the letters about her grandeur that she wrote to thrums when she was starving even you couldn't hae wrote them better but she never managed to cheat herself that's why you sail away fray her i used to make believe aaron as you say tommy replied sadly if you knew how i feel the folly of it now perhaps even you would wish that i felt it less but we must each of us dray his own weird he proceeded with wonderful sweetness when aaron did not answer and so far at least as elspeth is concerned surely i have done my duty i had the bringing up of her from the days when she was learning to speak she got into the way of letting you do everything for her the wharper responded sourly you thought for her you acted for her fray the first you tombed her and then filled her up with your cell she always needed someone to lean on i because you had maimed her she grew up in the notion that you were all the earth and the wonder o the world could i help you have made her-i because you had maimed her she grew up in the notion that you were all the earth and the wonder o the world could i help that help it did you try it was the one thing you were sure owe yourself it was the one thing you thought worth anybody's learning you stood before her crowing the whole day i said the now i wished you would go and leave her with me but i wouldn't a dare to keep her she's helpless without you if you took your arm o wa fray her now she would tumble to the ground

Starting point is 06:32:05 i fear it is true aaron tommy said with bent head whether she is so by nature or whether i have made her so i cannot tell but i fear that what you say is true it's true said aaron and yours is the white there's no life for her now except what you mac she canna see beyond you go on thinkin your cell i wonder if you like but mind this if you were to cast her off fray you now she would die like an amputated hand to to tommy it was like listening to his doom ah aaron even you could not withhold your pity did you know how this man is being punished now for having made elspeth so dependent on him some such thought passed through tommy's head but he was too brave to appeal for pity if that is so he said firmly i take the responsibility for it but i began this talk aaron not to intrude my troubles on you but hoping to lighten yours if i could see you smile aaron drop it cried the warper and then going closer to him you would haceen me smile i and heard me laugh kin you had been here when mrs mclean came yon to read your book to me she fair insisted on reading the terrible noble bits to me and she grat they were so sublime but the sublimer they were the mare i laugh for i can you tommy my man i can you he spoke with much vehemence and after all our hero was not perfect he withdrew stiffly to the other room i think it was the use of the word tommy that enraged him but in a very few minutes he scorned himself and was possessed by a pensive wonder that one so tragically faded as he could resent an old man's gibe

Starting point is 06:34:08 aaron misunderstood him was that any reason why he should not feel sorry for aaron he crossed the hallen to the kitchen door and stopped there overcome with pity the warper was still crouching by the fire but his head rested on his chest he was a weary desolate figure and at the other side of the hearth stood an empty chair the picture was the epitome of his life or so it seemed to the sympathetic soul at the door who saw him passing from youth to old age staring at the chair that must always be empty at the same moment tommy saw his own future and in it too an empty chair yet hard as was his own case at least he knew that he was loved if her chair must be empty the fault was as little hers as his while aaron a noble compassion drew him forward and he put his hand determinedly on the dear old band's shoulder aaron he said in a tremble of pity i know what is the real sorrow of your life and i rejoice because i can put it end to it you think that jean miles never cared for you but you are strangely wrong i was with my mother to the last aaron and i can tell you she asked me with her dying breath to say to you that she loved you all the time. Aaron tried to rise, but was pushed back into his chair. Love cannot die, cried Tommy triumphantly, like the fairy in the pantomime.

Starting point is 06:35:50 Love is always young. He stopped in mid-career at sight of Aaron's disappointing face. Are you done? The Warper inquired. When you and me are Elaine in this house, there's no room for the both owe us. And as I'll never have. hayet said that i made jean mileses bernment i'll go out my cell and out he went and sat on the dyke till elspeth came home it did not turn tommy sulky he nodded kindly to errand from the window in token of forgiveness and next day he spent a valuable hour in making a cushion for the old man's chair he must be left with the impression that you made it tommy explained to elspeth for he would not take it from me oh tommy how good you are i am far from it elspath there is a serenity about you nowadays she said that i don't seem to have noticed before and indeed this was true it was the serenity that comes to those who having a mortal wound can no more be troubled by the pinpricks there has been nothing to cause it has there elspeth asked timidly only the field that i have much to be grateful for he replied i have you elspeth and i have you she said and i want no more i could never care for any one as i care for you she was speaking unselfishly she meant to imply delicately that the doctor's defection need not make tommy think her unhappy are you glad she asked he said yes bravely elspeth he was determined should never have the distress of knowing

Starting point is 06:37:38 that for her sake he was giving up the one great joy which life contains he was a grander character than most men have often in the world's history made a splendid sacrifice for women but if you turn up the annals you will find that the woman nearly always knew of it he told grizzell what aaron had said and what elspeth had said he could keep nothing from her now he was done with the world of make-believe for ever and it seemed wicked of him to hope he declared or to let her hope i ought to give you up grizzell he said with a groan i won't let you she replied adorably jemel has not come near us for a week i ask him in but he avoids the house i don't understand it grizzell had to admit but i think he is fond of her i do indeed even if that were so i fear she would not accept him i know elspeth so well that i feel i am deceiving you if i say there is-a-i do indeed even if that were so i fear she would not accept him i know elspeth so well that i feel i am deceiving you if i say there is any hope. Nevertheless, you must say it, she answered brightly. You must say it and leave me to think it. And I do think it. I believe that Elspeth, despite her timidity and her dependence on you, is like other girls at heart, and not more difficult to win. And even if it all comes to nothing, she told him, a little faintly, I shall not be unhappy. You don't really know me if you think I

Starting point is 06:39:12 should love to be married so so much as all that it is you griselle he replied who don't see that it is myself i am pitying it is i who want to be married as much as all that her eyes shone with a soft light for of course it was what she wanted him to say these two seemed to have changed places that people could love each other and there at the end had been his fond philosophy and her her torment now it was she who argued for it and tommy who shook his head they can be very very happy no he said but one of them is not the other he insisted and of course it was again what she wanted him to say and he was not always despairing he tried hard to find a way of bringing david to elspeth's feet and once at least the apparently reluctant suitor almost succumbed tommy had met him near aaron's house and invited him to come in and hear elspah singing i did not know she sang david said hesitating she is so shy about it tommy replied lightly that we can hear her by stealth only aaron and i listen at the door come and listen at the door and david had yielded and listened at the door and afterwards gone in and remained like one who could not tear himself away what was more he and elspeth had touched upon the subject of love in their conversation to tommy so engrossed in a letter to pim that he seemed to hear nothing though he could repeat everything afterwards to grizzell elspeth had said in her shrinking way that if she were a man she could love only a woman who was strong and courageous and helpful such a woman as griselle she had said

Starting point is 06:41:14 and yet david replied women have been loved who had none of those qualities in spite of the want of them elspeth asked perhaps because of it said he they are noble qualities elspeth maintained a little sadly and he assented and one of them at least is essential she said a woman has no right to be loved who is not helpful she is helpful to the man who loves her david replied he would have to do for her elspeth said the very things she should be doing for him he may want very much to do them said david then it is her weakness that appeals to him is not that loving her for the wrong thing it may be the right thing david insisted for him and at that point to tommy said boyishly to grezell i ceased to hear them i was so elated i felt that everything was coming right i could not give another thought to their future i was so busy mapping out my own i heard a hammering do you know what it was it was our house going up your house and mine our home grezell it was not here nor in london it was near the tims i wanted it to be upon the bank but you said no you were afraid of floods i wanted to superintend the building but you conducted me contemptuously to my desk you intimated that i did not know how to build that no one knew except yourself you instructed the architect and bullied the workmen and cried for more store-closets grezell i saw the house go up i saw you the adoration and terror of your servants i heard you singing from room to room

Starting point is 06:43:09 he was touched by this all beautiful thoughts touched him but as a rule though tommy tried to be brave for her sake it was usually she who was the comforter now and he the comforted and this was the arrangement that suited griselle best her one thought need no longer be that she loved him too much but how much he loved her it was not her self-respect that must be humoured back but his if hers lagged what did it matter what are her own troubles to a woman when there is something to do for the man she loves you are too anxious about the future she said to him if he had grown gloomy again can we not be happy in the present and leave the the future to take care of itself? How strange to know that it was Griselle who said this to Tommy, and not Tommy who said it to Griselle. She delighted in playing the mother to him. Now you must go back to your desk, she would say, masterfully, you have three hours work to do tonight yet. It can wait. Let me stay a little longer with you, Griselle, he answered humbly. Ha, it was Tommy who was humble now. Not so long ago he would not have a little. He would not have a

Starting point is 06:44:25 allowed his work to wait for any one and grizzell knew it and exalted to work sir she ordered and you must put on your old coat before you sit down to right and pull up your cuffs so that they don't scrape on the desk also you must not think too much about me she tried to look business-like but she could scarce resist rocking her arms with the light when she heard herself saying such things to him it was as if she had the old doctor once more in her hands what more griselle i like you to order me about only this good afternoon but i am to walk home with you he entreated no she said decisively but she smiled once upon a time it had been she who asked for this if you are good she said you shall perhaps see me to-morrow perhaps only he was scared but she smiled happily again it had once again it had once been she who had to beg that there should be no perhaps if you are good she replied and you are not good when you have such a long face smile you silly boy smile when i order you if you don't i shall not so much as look out at my window to-morrow he was the man who had caused her so much agony and she was looking at him with the eternally forgiving smile of the mother agrizzell tommy cried passionately how brave and unselfish and noble you are and what a glorious wife god intended you to be she broke from him with a little cry but when she turned round again it was to nod and smile to him End of chapter 19.

Starting point is 06:46:22 Chapter 20 of Tommy and Grizzell. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Berry. Chapter 20, A Love Letter Some beautiful days followed, so beautiful to Griselle, as they passed away, she kissed her hand to them.

Starting point is 06:46:53 Do you see her standing on tiptoe to see the last of them? They lit a fire in the chamber of her soul, which is the home of all pure maids, and the fagots that warmed Griselle were every fond look that had been on her lover's face, and every sweet word he had let fall. She counted and fondled them, and pretended that one was lost,

Starting point is 06:47:17 that she might hug it more than all, the others when it was found. To sit by that fire was almost better than having the days that lit it. Sometimes she could scarcely wait for the day to go. Tommy's fond looks and sweet words. There was also a letter in those days, and now that I remember a little garnet ring, and there were a few other faggots, but also trifling it must seem incredible to you that they could have made so great ablaze. Nothing, else in it on my honor except a girl's heart added by herself that the fire might burn a moment longer and now what's so chilly as the fire that has gone out gone out long ago dear grezell while you crouched over it you may put your hand in the ashes they will not burn you now ah grisel why do you sit there in the cold the day of the letter it began in dread but ended

Starting point is 06:48:19 so joyfully. Do you think Rizel grudged the dread? It became dear to her. She loved to return to it and gaze at the joy it glorified, as one sees the sunshine from a murky room. When she heard the postman's knock, she was not even curious, so few letters came to her. She thought this must be Maggie Anne's monthly one from Aberdeen, and went on placidly dusting. at last she lifted it from the floor for it had been slipped beneath the door and then grezell was standing in her little lobby panting as if at the end of a race the letter lay in both her hands and they rose slowly until they were pressed against her breast she uttered some faint cries it was the only moment in which i have known grezell to be hysterical and then she ran to her room and locked herself in herself and it. Do you know why that look of elation had come suddenly to her face?

Starting point is 06:49:22 It was because he had not even written the address, in a disguised hand to deceive the postmistress. So much of the old Griselle was gone, that the pathos of her elation over this was lost to her. Several times she almost opened it. Why did she pause? Why had that frightened look come into her eyes? she put the letter on her table and drew away from it if she took a step nearer her hands went behind her back as if saying griselle don't ask us to open it we are afraid

Starting point is 06:50:01 perhaps it really did say the dear things that love writes perhaps it was aghast at the way she was treating it dear letter her mouth smiled to it but her hands remained afraid as she stood irresolute smiling and afraid she was a little like her mother i've put off as long as possible saying that grezell was ever like her mother the painted lady had never got any letters while she was in thrums but she looked wistfully at those of other people they are so pretty she had said but don't open them when you open them they break your heart grizzell remembered what her mother had said had the old griselle felt feared what might be inside it would have made her open the letter more quickly two minds to one person were unendurable to her but she seemed to be a coward now it was pitiable perhaps it was quite a common little letter beginning dear griselle and saying nothing more delicious or more terrible than that he wanted her to lend him one of the doctor's books she thought of a score of trivialities it might be about but the letter was still unopened when david jemel called to talk over some cases in which he required her counsel he found her sitting listlessly something in her lap which she at once concealed she failed to follow his arguments and he went away puckering his brows some of the old doctor's sayings about her ringing loud in his ears one of them was things will be far wrong with griselle when she is able to sit idle with her hands and her lap another she is almost pitifully straightforward man everything that is in griselle must doubt

Starting point is 06:51:57 she can hide nothing yet how cunningly she had concealed what was in her hands cunning applied to grizzell david shuddered he thought of to tommy and shut his mouth tight he could do this easily tommy could not do it without feeling breathless they were types of two kinds of men david also remembered a promise he had given m'queen and wondered as he had wondered a good deal of late whether the time had come to keep it but griselle sat on with her unopened letter she was to meet tommy presently on the croquet lawn of the dove-cotte when aly was to play mr james the champion and she decided that she must wait till then she would know what sort of letter it was the moment she saw his face and then she pressed her hands together oh how base of her to doubt him she said it to herself then and often afterwards she looked mournfully in her mother's long mirror at this disloyal grezell as if the capacity to doubt him was the saddest of all the changes that had come to her he had been so true yesterday oh how could she tremble to-day beautiful yesterday but yesterday may seem so long ago how little a time had passed between the moment when she was greeting him joyously in cadam wood and that cry of the heart how could you hurt your grizzell so no she could not open her letter she could kiss it but she could not open it foolish fears for before she had shaken hands with tommy in mrs mclean's garden she knew he loved her still and that the letter proved it she was properly punished yet surely in excess for when she might have been reading her first love-letter she had to join in discussions with various ladies about berlin wool and the like and to applaud the prowess of mr james with the loathly croquet mallet

Starting point is 06:54:12 it seemed quite a long time before tommy could get a private word with her then he began about the letter at once you are not angry with me for writing it he asked anxiously i should not have done it i had no right but such a desire to do it came over me i had to it was such a glory to me to say in writing what you are to me she smiled happily oh exquisite day i've so long wanted to have a letter from you she said i have almost wished you would go away for a little time so that i might have a letter from you he had guessed this he had written to give her delight did you like the first words of it griselle he asked eagerly the lover and the artist spoke together could she admit that the letter was unopened and why oh the pain to him she nodded assent it was not really an untruth she told herself she did like them oh how she liked them though she did not know what they were i nearly began my beloved he said solemnly somehow she had expected it to be this why didn't you she asked a little disappointed i like the other so much better he replied to write it was so delicious to me i thought you would not mind i don't mind she said hastily what could it be but you would have preferred beloved it is such a sweet name surely not so sweet as the other grezell no she said no oh what could it be

Starting point is 06:55:57 have you destroyed it he asked and the question was a shock to her her hand rose instinctively to defend something that lay near her heart i could not she whispered do you mean you wanted to he asked dolefully i thought you wanted it she murmured ay he cried aghast and she was joyous again can't you guess where it is she said he understood grezell you carry my letter there she was full of glee but she puzzled him presently do you think i could go now she inquired eagerly and leave me it was dreadful of her but she nodded i want to go home is it not home griselle when you are with me i want to go away from home then she said it as if she loved to tantalize him but why i won't tell you she was looking wistfully at the door i have something to do it can wait it has waited too long he might have heard an assenting rustle from beneath her bodice do let me go she said coaxingly as if he held her i can't understand he began and broke off she was facing him demurely but exultantly challenging him he could see to read her now just when i am flattering myself that i know everything about you grezell he said with a long face i suddenly wonder whether i know anything she would have liked to clap her hands you must remember that we have changed places she told him it is i who understand you now

Starting point is 06:57:43 and i am devoutly glad he made answer with humble thankfulness and i must ask you griselle why you want to run away from me but you think you know she retorted smartly you think i want to read my letter again her cleverness staggered him but i am right am i not brazil no she said triumphantly you are quite wrong oh if you knew how wrong you are and having thus again unhorsed him she made her excuses to aily and slipped away dr jemel who was present and had been watching her narrowly misread the flush on her face and her restless desire to be gone is there anything between those two do you think mrs mclean had said in a twitter to him while tommy and griselle were talking and he had answered no almost sharply people are beginning to think there is she said in self-defence they are mistaken he told her curtly and it was about this time that griselle left david followed her to her home soon afterwards and maggie ann who answered his summons did not accompany him upstairs he was in the house daily and she left him to find griselle for himself he opened the parlor door almost as he knocked and she was there but had not heard him he stopped short like one who had blundered unawares on what was not for him she was on her knees on the hearth-rug with her head buried in what had been dr mcqueen's chair ragged had been the seat of it on the day when she first went to live with him but very early early on the following morning, or to be precise, five minutes after daybreak, he had risen to

Starting point is 06:59:31 see if there were burglars in the parlor, and behold it was his grateful little maid, repadding the old armchair. How a situation repeats itself. Without disturbing her, the old doctor had slipped away with a full heart. It was what the young doctor did now. But the situation was not quite the same. She had been bubbling over with glee then. She was sobbing now. David could not know that it was a sob of joy. He knew only that he had never seen her crying before, and that it was the letter in her hands that had brought tears at last to those once tranquil and steadfast eyes. In an odd conversation which had once taken place in that room between the two doctors, Jamel had said, but the time may come without my knowing it. And McQueen's reply was, I don't think so,

Starting point is 07:00:30 for she is so open, but I'll tell you this, David, as a guide. I never saw her eyes wet. It is one of the touching things about her that she has the eyes of a man, to whom it is a shame to cry. If you ever see her greeting, David, I'm sore doubting that the time will have come. As David Jamel let himself softly out of the house to return to it presently, he thought the time had come. What he conceived he had to do was a hard thing, but he never thought of not doing it. He had kept himself in readiness to do it for many days now, and he walked to it as firmly as if he were on his professional rounds. He did not know that the skin round his eyes had contracted, giving them them,

Starting point is 07:01:19 the look of pain, which always came there when he was sorry, or pitiful, or indignant. He was not well acquainted with his eyes, and had he glanced at them now in a glass, would have presumed that this was their usual expression. Griselle herself opened the door to him this time, and Maggie Ann, he is found, she cried victoriously. Evidently she had heard of his previous visit. We have searched every room in the house for you. she said gaily and had you disappeared for much longer maggie ann would have had the carpets up he excused himself on the ground that he had forgotten something and she chided him merrily for being forgetful as he sat with her david could have groaned aloud

Starting point is 07:02:08 how vivacious she had become but she was sparkling in false colours after what he knew had been her distress of a few minutes ago it was a painted face to him she was trying to deceive him perhaps she suspected that he had seen her crying and now attired in all a woman's wiles she was defying him to believe his eyes grizzell garbed in wiles alack the day she was shielding the man and jemel could have driven her away roughly to get at him but she was also standing over her own pride lest any one should see that it had fallen and do you think that david would have made her budge an inch of course she saw that he had something on his mind she knew those puckered eyes so well and had so often smoothed them for him what is it david she asked sympathetically i see you have come as a patient to-night as one of those patients he rejoined who feel better at mere sight of the doctor fear of the prescription said she not if you prescribe yourself grazell david she cried he had been paying compliments i mean it so i can see by your face oh david how stern you look Dr. McQueen and I, he retorted, used to hold private meetings after you had gone to bed, at which we agreed that you should no longer be allowed to make fun of us.

Starting point is 07:03:42 They came to nothing. Do you know why? Because I continued to do it? No, but because we missed it so much if you stopped. You are nice tonight, David, she said, dropping him a curtsy. We liked all your bullying ways, he went on. We were children in your masterful hands. i was a tyrant david she said looking properly ashamed i wonder you did not marry just to get rid of me have you ever seriously wondered why i don't marry he asked quickly oh david she exclaimed what else do you think your patience and i talk of when i am trying to nurse them it has agitated the town ever since you first walked up the merry well bray and we can't get on with our work for thinking of it

Starting point is 07:04:31 seriously griselle she became grave at once if you could find the right woman she said wistfully i have found her he answered and then she pressed her hands together too excited to speak if she would only care a little for me he said griselle rocked her arms i am sure she does she cried david i am so glad he saw what her mistake was but pretended not to know that she had made one are you really glad that i love you griselle he asked it seemed to daze her for a moment not me david she said softly as if correcting him you don't mean that it is me she said coaxingly david she cried say it is not me me he drooped his head but not before he had seen all the brightness die out of her face is it so painful to you even to hear me say it he asked gravely her joy had been selfish as her sorrow was for nigh a minute she had been thinking of herself alone it meant so much to her but now she jumped up and took his hands in hers poor david she said making much of his hand as if she had heard it but david gemels was too simple a face to oppose to her pitying eyes and presently she let his hand slip from her and stood regarding him curiously he had to look another way and then she even smiled a little forlornly do you mind talking it over with me griselle he asked i have always been well aware that you did not care for me in that way but nevertheless i believe you might do work worse. No woman could do better, she answered gravely. I should like you to talk it over, David,

Starting point is 07:06:25 if you begin at the beginning, and she sat down with her hands crossed. I won't say what a good thing it would be for me, was his beginning. We may take that for granted. I don't think we can, she remarked, but it scarcely matters at present. That is not the beginning, David. He was very anxious to make it. the beginning. I am weary of living in lodgings, he said. The practice suffers by my not being married. Many patients dislike being attended by a single man. I ought to be in McQueen's house. It has been so long known as the doctor's house, and you should be a doctor's wife. You who could almost be the doctor. It would be a shame, Griselle, if you who are so much to patients were to marry

Starting point is 07:07:15 out of the profession. Don't you follow me? I follow you, she replied, but what does it matter? You have not begun at the beginning. He looked at her inquiringly. You must begin, she informed him, by saying why you ask me to marry you when you don't love me. She added, in answer to another look from him, you know you don't. There was a little reproach in it. Oh, David, what made you think I could be so easily taken in? he looked so miserable that by and by she smiled not so tremulously as before how bad at it you are david she said and how good at it she was he thought gloomily shall i help you out she asked gently but speaking with dignity you think i am unhappy you believe i am in the position in which you placed yourself of caring for someone who does not care for me griselle i mistrust him she flushed she was not quite so gentle now and so you offer me your hand to save me it was a great self-sacrifice david but you

Starting point is 07:08:27 used not to be fond of doing showy things i did not mean it to be showy he answered she was well aware of that but oh david she cried that you should believe i needed it how little you must think of me does it look as if i thought little of you he said little of my strength david little of my pride i think so much of them that how could i stand by silently and watch them go you think you have seen that she was agitated now he hesitated yes he said courageously her eyes cried david how could you be so cruel but they did not daunt him Have you not seen it yourself, Griselle, he said. She pressed her hands together. I was so happy, she said, until you came. Have you not seen it yourself? He asked again.

Starting point is 07:09:27 There may be better things, she retorted, than those you rate so highly. Not for you, he said. If they are gone, she told him, with a flush of resentment, it is not you who can bring them back. But let me try, Griselle. said he david can i not even make you angry with me no grezell you can't i'm very sorry that i can make you angry with me i am not she said dispiritedly it would be contemptible in me and then eagerly but david you have made a great mistake indeed you have you you are a dreadful bungler sir she was trying to make his face relax with a tremulous smile from herself to encourage him but the effort was not successful you see i can't even bully you now she said did that capacity go with the others david try a little harder he replied i think you will find that i submit to it still very well she forced some gaiety to her aid after all how could she let his monstrous stupidity wound a heart protected by such a letter you have been a very foolish and presumptuous boy she began she was standing up smiling wagging a reproachful but nervous finger at him if it were not that i have a weakness for seeing medical men making themselves ridiculous so that i may put them right i should be very indignant with you sir

Starting point is 07:11:01 put me right grezell he said he was sure she was trying to blind him again know then david that i am not the poor-spirited humble creature you seem to have come here in search of but you admitted how dare you interrupt me sir yes i admit that i am not quite as i was but i glory in it i used to be ostentatiously independent now i am only independent enough my pride made me walk on air. Now I walk on the earth, where there is less chance of falling. I have still confidence in myself, but I begin to see that ways are not necessarily right because they are my ways. In short, David, I am evidently on the road to being a model character. They were gay words, but she ended somewhat faintly. I was satisfied with you as you were, was the doctor's comment. I wanted to excel. you explain nothing griselle he said reproachfully why have you changed so because i am so happy do you remember how in the old days i sometimes danced for joy i could do it now are you engaged to be merry

Starting point is 07:12:18 she took a quiet breath you have no right to question me in this way she said i think i have been very good in bearing with you so long but she laid aside her indignation at once he was so old a friend the sincerity of him had been so often tried if you must know david she said with her girlish frankness that became her better i am not engaged to be married and i must tell you nothing more she added shutting her mouth decisively she must be faithful to her promise he forbids it jemel asked mercilessly she stamped her foot not in rage but in hopelessness how incapable you are of doing him justice she cried if you only knew tell me i want to do him justice she sat down again sighing my attempt to regain my old power over you has not been very successful has it David. We must not quarrel, though, holding out her hand, which he grasped. And you won't question me any more, she said it appealingly. Never again, he answered, I never wanted to question you, Griselle. I wanted only to marry you. And that can't be. I don't see it, he said, so stoutly that she was almost amused,

Starting point is 07:13:42 but he would not be pushed aside. He had something more to say. dr m'queen wished it he said above all else in the world he wished it he often told me so he never said that to me grezell replied quickly because he thought that to press you was no way to make you care for me he hoped that it would come about it has not come about david with either of us she said gently i am sure that would have been sufficient answer to him no griselle it would not not now he had risen and his face was whiter than she had ever seen it i am going to hurt you grezell he said and every word was a pang to him i see no other way it has got to be done Dr. McQueen often talked to me about the things that troubled you when you were a little girl, the morbid fears you had then, and that had all been swept away years before I knew you, but though they had been long gone, you were so much to him that he tried to think of everything that might happen to you in the future, and he foresaw that they might possibly come back.

Starting point is 07:14:49 If she were ever to care for some false loon, he had said to me, and then, Griselle, he could not go on. griselle beat her hands if he could not go on she said it was not because he feared what i should do no no david answered eagerly he never feared for that but for your happiness he told me of a boy who used to torment you oh all so long ago and of such little account that he had forgotten his name but that boy has come back and you care for him and he is a false loon she had risen too and was flashing fire on david but he went on if the time ever comes he said to me when you see her in torture from such a cause speak to her openly about it tell her it is i who am speaking through you it will be a hard task to you but wrestle through with it david in memory of any little kindness i may have done you and the great love i bore my she was standing rigid now is there any more david she said in a low voice only this i admired you then as i admire you now i may not love you griselle but of this i am very sure he was speaking steadily he was forgetting no one that you are the noblest and bravest woman i have ever known and i promised he did not draw the promise from me i gave it to him that if i was a free man and could help you in any way without painting you but-i promised he did not draw the promise from me i gave it to him that if i was a free man and could help you in any way without painting you by telling you these things I would try that way first.

Starting point is 07:16:29 And this is the way? I could think of no other. Is it of no avail? She shook her head. You have made such a dreadful mistake, she cried miserably, and you won't see it. Oh, how you wrong him! I am the happiest girl in the world,

Starting point is 07:16:46 and it is he who makes me so happy. But I can't explain. You need not ask me. I promised, and I won't. you used not to be so fond of mystery grezell i am not fond of it now ah it is he david said bitterly and he lifted his hat is there nothing you will let me do for you griselle he cried i thought you were to do so much for me when you came into this room she admitted wistfully and said that you were in love i thought it was with another woman he remembered that her face had brightened how could that have helped you he asked she saw that she had but to tell him and for her sake he would do it at once but she could not be so selfish we need not speak of that now she said we must speak of it he answered grizzell it is but fair to me it may be so important to me you have shown that you don't care for her david and that ends it

Starting point is 07:17:49 who is it he was much stirred if you don't know is it elspeth the question came out of him like a confession and hope turned griselle giddy do you love her david she cried but he hesitated is what you have told me true that it would help you he asked looking her full in the eyes do you love her she implored but he was determined to have her answer first is it griselle yes yes do you david and then he admitted that he did and she rocked her arms in joy but oh david to say such things to me when you were not a free man how badly you have treated elspeth to-day she does not care for me he said have you asked her in alarm no but could she how could she help it she would not tell him what tommy thought oh she must do everything to encourage david And still, said he puzzling, I don't see how it can affect you. And I can't tell you, she moaned. Oh, David, do, do find out. Why are you so blind?

Starting point is 07:19:04 She could have shaken him. Don't you see that once Elspeth was willing to be taken care of by some other person? I must not tell you. Then he would marry you? She cried in anxiety. Have I told you, or did you find out? I found out, he said. Is it possible he is so fond of her as that?

Starting point is 07:19:29 There never was such a brother, she answered. She could not help adding, but he is still fonder of me. The doctor pulled his arm over his eyes and sat down again. Presently he was saying with a long face, I came here to denounce the cause of your unhappiness, and I begin to see it is myself. of course it is you stupid david she said gleefully she was very kind to the man who had been willing to do so much for her but as the door closed on him she forgot him she even ceased to hear the warning voice he had brought with him from the dead she was re-reading the letter that began by calling her wife

Starting point is 07:20:17 End of Chapter 20. Chapter 21 of Tommy and Grizzell. This is a Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Berry. Chapter 21, The Attempt to Carry Ellspef by numbers. That was one of Griselle's beautiful day.

Starting point is 07:20:52 but there were others to follow as sweet, if not so exciting. She could travel back through the long length of them without coming once to a moment when she had held her breath in sudden fear, and this was so delicious that she sometimes thought these were the best days of all. Of course she had little anxieties, but they were nearly all about David. He was often at Aaron's house now, and what exercised her was this, that she could not be certain that he was approaching Elspeth and the the right way. The masterful Griselle seemed to have come to life again, for evidently she

Starting point is 07:21:27 was convinced that she alone knew the right way. Oh, David, I would not have said that to her, she told him when he reported progress, and now she would warn him, you are too humble, and again you were overbold. The doctor, to his bewilderment, frequently discovered on laying results before her that what he had looked upon as encouraging signs were really bad and that on the other hand he had often left the cottage disconsolately when he ought to have been strutting the issue was that he lost all faith in his own judgment and if grizzell said that he was getting on well his face became foolishly triumphant but if she frowned it cried all is over of the proposal tommy did not know it seemed to her that she had no right to tell even him of that but the rest she did tell him that david by his own confession was in love with elspeth and so pleased was tommy that his delight made another day for her to cherish so now everything depended on elspeth oh if she only would grizzell cried and for her sake tommy tried to look bright but his head shook in spite of him do you mean that we should discourage david she asked dolefully but he said no to that i was afraid she confessed that as you are so hopeless you might think it your duty to discourage him so as to save him the pain of a refusal

Starting point is 07:22:55 not at all, Tommy said, with some hastiness. Then you do really have a tiny bit of hope. While there is life, there is hope, he answered. She said, I've been thinking it over, for it is so important to us, and I see various ways in which you could help David if you would. What would I not do, Griselle? You have to name them only. Well, for instance, you might show her that you have a very high opinion of him.

Starting point is 07:23:21 Agreed, but she knows that already. then David is an only child. Don't you think you could say that men who have never had a sister are peculiarly gentle and considerate to women? Oh, Griselle, but I think I can say that. And that having been so long accustomed to doing everything for themselves, they don't need managing wives, as men brought up among women need them. Yes, but how cunning you are, Griselle, who would have believed it? And then she hesitated, go on, I see by your manner, that this is,

Starting point is 07:23:53 to be a big one. It would be such a help, she said eagerly, if you could be just a little less attentive to her. I know you do ever so much of the housework because she is not fond of it, and if she has a headache you sit with her all day, and you beg her to play and sing to you, though you really dislike music. Oh, there are scores of things you do for her, and if you were to do them a little less willingly, in such a way as to show her that they interrupt your work and or a slight trial to you, I'm sure that would help. She would see through me, Griselle, Elsepeth is sharper than you think her.

Starting point is 07:24:30 Not if you did it very skillfully, then she would believe I had grown cold to her, and it would break her heart. One of your failings, replied Griselle, giving him her hand for a moment as recompense for what she was about to say, is that you think women's hearts break so easily. If, at the slightest sign,

Starting point is 07:24:48 that she notices any change in you, you think her heart is breaking and sees her in your arms crying elspeth dear little elspeth and that is what your first impulse would be how well you know me griselle groan sentimental tommy if that would be the result she went on better not do it at all but if you were to restrain yourself then she could not but reflect that many of the things you did for her with a sigh david did for pleasure and she would compare him and you to my advantage tommy exclaimed with sad incredulity do you really think she could grizzell give her the chance griselle continued and if you find it hard you must remember that what you are doing is for her good and for hours tommy cried fervently every promise he made her at this time he fulfilled and more he was hopeless but all a man could do to make elspeth love david he did the doctor was quite unaware of it fortunately her brother had a headache yesterday and was lying down he told grezell with calm brutality so i saw her alone for a few minutes the fibs i have to invent said tommy to the same confidante to get myself out of the their way. Luckily, he does not care for music, David said, so when she is at the piano, he sometimes remains in the kitchen talking to Aaron. Tommy and Aaron left together. Tommy

Starting point is 07:26:13 described those scenes with much good humor. I was amazed at first, he said to Griselle, to find Aaron determinedly enduring me, but now I understand. He wants what we want. He says not a word about it, but he is watching those two courting like a born matchmaker. Aaron has several reasons for hoping that Elspeth will get our friend, as he would express it. One, that this would keep her in thrums, another that to be the wife of a doctor is second only in worldly grandeur to marrying the man's. And thirdly and lastly, because he is convinced that it would be such a staggerer to me, for he thinks I have not a notion of what is going on, and that if I had, I would whisk her away to London.

Starting point is 07:26:57 He gave Griselle the most graphic, solemn pictures of those evenings, in the cottage, conceive the four of us gathered round the kitchen fire, three men and a maid, the three men yearning to know what is in the maid's mind, and each conceiving his anxiety from the others. Ellspeth gives the doctor a look, which may mean much or nothing, and he glares at me as if I were in the way, and I glance at Aaron, and he is on tenter-hooks lest I have noticed anything. Next minute, perhaps David gives utterance to a plaintive sigh, and Aaron and I pounce upon Elspeth with our eyes to observe its effect on her, and Elspeth wonders why Aaron is staring, and he looks apprehensively at me, and I am gazing absent-mindedly at the fender.

Starting point is 07:27:43 You may smile, Grisel, Tommy would say, and now that I think of it, I can smile myself, but we are an eerie quartet at the time. When the strain becomes unendurable, one of us rises and bends the fire with his foot, and then I think the rest of us could say thank you. we talked desperately for a little after that, but soon again the awful Paul creeps down. If I were there, cried Griselle, I would not have the parlor standing empty all this time. We are coming to the parlor, Tommy replies impressively. The parlor, Griselle, now begins to stir. Elspeth has disappeared from the kitchen.

Starting point is 07:28:20 We three men know not with her. We did not notice her go. We don't even observe that she has gone. We are too busy looking at the fire. by and by the tremulous tinkling of the unaged piano reaches us from an adjoining chamber and aaron looks at me through his fingers and i take a lightning glance at mr david and he uncrosses his legs and rises and sits down again aaron in the most unconcerned way proceeds to cut tobacco and rub it between his fingers and i stretch up my legs and contemplate them with passionate approval while we are thus occupied david has risen and he is so thoroughly at his ease that he has begun to hum he strolled round the kitchen looking with sudden interest at the mantelpiece ornaments he reads for the hundredth time the sampler on the wall next the clock engages his attention is his ticking and that seems to impress him as novel and curious by this time he has reached the door it opens to his touch and in a fit of abstraction he leaves the room you don't follow him into the parlor asked rizel anxiously follow whom tommy replies severely i don't even know that he has gone to the parlor

Starting point is 07:29:28 now that i think of it i have not even noticed that he has left the kitchen nor has aaron noticed it aaron and i are not in a condition to notice such things we are conscious only that at last we have the opportunity for the quiet social chat we so much enjoy in each other's company that at least is aaron's way of looking at it and he keeps me there with talk of the most varied and absorbing character one topic down another up when very hard put to it he even questions me about my next book as if he he would like to read the proof-sheets, and when I seem to be listening a little restively, for sounds from the parlor the piano has stopped. He has the face of one who would bar the door rather than lose my society. Aaron appreciates me at my true value at last, Griselle. I had begun to despair almost of ever bringing him under my charm. I should be very angry with you, Griselle, said warningly,

Starting point is 07:30:23 if I thought you tease the poor old man. Tease him the consideration I showed that poor old man. and grezell while i know all the time that he is plotting to dittle me you should see me when it is he who is fidgeting to know why the piano has stopped he stretches his head to listen and does something to his ear that sends it another inch near the door he chuckles and groans on the sly and i i notice nothing oh he is becoming quite fond of me he thinks me an idiot why not tell him that you wanted as much as he he would not believe me aaron is firmly convinced that i am too jealous of alspeth's affection to give away a thimble full of it he blames me for preventing her caring much even for him at any rate said griselle he is on our side and it is because he sees it would be so much the best thing for her and at the same time such a shock to me that poor old man griselle i have seen him rubbing his hands together with glee and looking quite leery as he thought of what was coming to me but griselle could not laugh now when tommy saw so well through Aaron and David, through everyone he came in contact with, indeed, what hope could there be, that he was deceived in Elspeth, and yet she knows what takes

Starting point is 07:31:39 him there. She must know it, she cried. A woman, Tommy said, is never sure that a man is in love with her until he proposes. She may fancy, but it is never safe to fancy, as so many have discovered. She has no right, declared Griselle, to wait until she is sure if she does not care for him. If she fears that he is falling in love with her, she knows how to discourage him. There are surely a hundred easy, kind ways of doing that. Fears he is falling in love with her? Tommy repeated, is any woman ever afraid of that? He really bewildered her. No woman would like it. Griselle answered promptly for them all because she would not have liked it. She must see that it would result only in pain to him. Still, said Tommy, oh, but how dense you are, she said in surprise. Don't you? understand that she would stop him, though it were for no better reasons than selfish ones. Consider her shame if in thinking it over afterwards she saw that she might have stopped him sooner. Why, she cried with a sudden smile, it is in your book. You say every maiden carries secretly in her heart an idea of love so pure and sacred that if by any act she is once

Starting point is 07:32:54 false to that conception, her punishment is that she never dares to look at it again. and this is one of the acts you mean i had not thought of it though he said humbly he was never prouder of grezell than at that moment if elspeth's outlook he went on is different it can't be different if it is the fault is mine yes though i wrote the passage that you interpret so nobly grezell shall i tell you he said gently what i believe is elspeth's outlook exactly just now she knows that the doctor is a trawale but she knows that the doctor is a trawale but by her and it gives her little thrills of exultation but that it can be loved she puts that question in such a low voice as if to prevent herself hearing it and yet she listens griselle like one who would like to know elspeth is pitifully distrustful of anyone's really loving her and she will never admit to herself that he does until he tells her and then tommy had to droop his head i see you have still no hope she said it would be so easy to pretend i have he replied with longing in order to cheer you for the moment oh it would even be easy to me to deceive myself but should i do it no no she said anything but that i can bear anything but that and she shuddered but we seem to be treating david cruelly i don't think so he assured her men like to have these things to look back to but if you want it grizzell i have to say only a word to elspeth to bring it to an end she is as tender as she is innocent and but it would be a hard task to me he admitted his heart suddenly going out to elspeth he had never deprived her of any gratification before still i am willing to do it no grizzell cried restraining him with her hand i am a coward i suppose but i can't help wanting to hope for a little longer and david won't grudge it to me

Starting point is 07:34:51 it was but a very little longer that they had to wait tommy returning home one day from a walk with his old school friend gab disheart now m a may found aaron suspiciously near the parlor keyhole there's a better fire in the other end aaron said luring him into the kitchen so designed was he of keeping tommy there fixed down on a stool that i'll play you at the dam rot he said briskly anyone with elspeth some women folk you dinna like replied aaron tommy rose aaron with a subdued snarl got between him and the door i was wondering merely tommy said pointing pleasantly to something on the dresser why one of them wore the doctor's hat i forgot he's there too aaron said promptly but he looked at tommy with misgiving they sat down to their game. You begin, said Tommy, you're black, and Aaron opened with the double corner. But so preoccupied was he that it became a variation of the I or shy or lassie without his knowing. His suspicions had to find vent in words. You dinah spear while the women folk are.

Starting point is 07:36:01 No, do you think I'm just pretending they're there? Aaron asked apprehensively. Not at all, said Tommy, with much politeness, but I thought you might be mistaken. he could have blown aaron immediately thereafter but with great consideration forbore the old man was so troubled that he could not lift a king without its falling in two his sleeve got in the way of his fingers at last he had sat back in his chair do you ken what is going on man he demanded or do you no can i can stand this doubt no longer a less soft-hearted person might have affected not to understand but that was not tommy's way i know aaron he admitted i've known all the time it was said in the kindliest manner but its effect on aaron was not soothing curse you he cried with extraordinary vehemence you have been playing with me at the time i am with him and with her what had aaron been doing with tommy but tommy did not ask that i am sorry you think so badly of me he said quietly i've known all the time aaron but have i interfered because you ken she wintchie wint take him i see it plain enough now you can your power over her the honest man that thinks he could take her affray you is to you but a divert he took a step nearer tommy listen he said when you came back he was on the point of spearing her

Starting point is 07:37:23 i saw it in his face as she was playing the piano and she saw it too for her hands began to tremble and the tune wouldn't a play ardar say you think i was keeking but if i was i stopped it when the piano stopped it was a hard thing to me to do and it would have been an easy thing no to do but i wouldn't aspire upon elspeth in her great hour i like you for that aaron tommy said but aaron waved his likes aside the reason i stood at the door he continued was to keep you out o that room i offered to play you at the damn broad to keep you out ay you can that without my telling you but do you ken what makes me tell you now is to see whether you'll go in and stop him let's see you do that and i'll have some hope yet he waited eagerly you do puzzle me now tommy said i replied the old man bitterly you're dull in the uptack when you like i dinn't a ken i suppose and you dinn't ken that if you had the least dread or her taken him you would be into that room full bend to stop it but you're so sure her you're so mity sure that you can sit here in lauch instead am i laughing aaron if you but knew else best marriage would be a far more joyful thing to me than it could ever be to you the old warper laughed unpleased and i'm laughing pleasantly at that, and eyes up hard, he said. You're none sure, but what shall tack him? You're no sure she'll refuse him, as that there's a sun in the heavens,

Starting point is 07:38:49 and I'm a broken man. For a moment, sympathy nigh compelled Tommy to say a hopeful thing, but he mastered himself. It would be weakness, was what he did say, to pretend that there is any hope. Aaron gave him an ugly look and was about to leave the house, but Tommy would not have it. If one of us must go, Aaron, he said, with much gentleness. let it be me, and he went out, passing the parlor door softly so that he might not disturb poor David. The warper sat on by the fire, his head sunk miserably in his shoulders. The vehemence had passed out of him. You would have hesitated to believe that such a listless

Starting point is 07:39:26 shrunken man could have been vehement that same year. It is a hearty proof of his faith in Tommy that he did not even think it worthwhile to look up when by and by the parlor door opened and the doctor came in for his own. hat, Elspeth was with him. They told Aaron something. It lifted him off his feet and bore him out at the door. When he made up on himself, he knew he was searching everywhere for Tommy. A terror seized him lest he should not be the first to convey the news. Had he been left a fortune, neighbors asked, amazed at this unwanted sight, and he replied as he ran, I have and I want to share it with him. It was his only joke. People came to their doors to see Aaron Lata, laughing. End of Chapter 21. Chapter 22 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a LibraVox recording. All LibraVox recordings are in the public domain.

Starting point is 07:40:31 For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librivox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry. Chapter 22, Griselle's Glorious Hour. Elspeth was to be here. his wife, David had carried the wondrous promise straight to Griselle, and now he was gone, and she was alone again. Oh, foolish Griselle, are you crying, and I thought it was so hard to you to cry? Me crying? Oh, no. Put your hand to your cheeks, Griselle. Are they not wet? They are wet, and I did not know it. It is hard to me to cry in sorrow, but I can cry for joy. I am crying

Starting point is 07:41:14 because it has all come right, and I was so much afraid that it never would. Ah, Griselle, I think you said you wanted nothing else so long as you had his love. But God has let it all come right, just the same, and I am thanking him. That is why I did not know that I was crying. She was by the fireplace on the stool that had always been her favorite seat, and of course she sat very straight. When Griselle walked or stood, her strong, brown figure, took a hundred beautiful poses, but when she sat it had but one.

Starting point is 07:41:51 The old doctor in experimenting moods had sometimes compelled her to recline, and then watched to see her body spring erect the moment he released his hold. What a dreadful patient I should make, she said contritely. I would chloroform you, miss, said he. She sat thus for a long time. she had so much for which to thank God, though not with her lips, for how could they keep pace with her heart? Her heart was very full, chiefly, I think, with the tears that rolled down unknown to her. She thanked God in the name of the little hunted girl who had not been taught how to pray,

Starting point is 07:42:31 and so did it standing. I do so want to be good. Oh, how sweet it would be to be good, she had said in that long ago. She had said it out loud when she was alone on the chance of his hearing, but she had not addressed him by name because she was not sure that he was really called God. She had not even known that you should end by saying, Amen, which Tommy afterwards told her is the most solemn part of it. How sweet it would be to be good, but how much sweeter it is to be good.

Starting point is 07:43:05 The woman that girl had grown into knew that she was good, and she thanked God for that. She thanked him for letting her help. If he had said that she had not helped, she would have rocked her arms and replied almost hotly, you know I have. And he did know.

Starting point is 07:43:22 He had seen her many times in the grip of inherited passions and watched her fighting with them and subduing them. He had seen ugly thoughts stealing upon her as they crawl towards every child of man. Ah, he had seen them leap

Starting point is 07:43:37 into the heart of the painted ladies daughter, as if a nest already made for them must be there, and still she had driven them away. Griselle had helped. The tears came more quickly now. She thanked God that she had never worn the ring, but why had she never worn it when she wanted so much to do so, and it was hers? Why had she watched herself more carefully than ever of late, and forced happiness to her face when it was not in her heart, and denied herself at fierce moments the luxuries of grief and despair, and even of rebellion, for she had carried about with her the capacity to rebel, but she had hidden it, and the reason was that she thought God was testing her. If she fell, he would not

Starting point is 07:44:24 give her the thing she coveted, unworthy reason for being good as she knew, but God overlooked it, and she thanked him for that. Her hands pressed each other in Paul. as if at the shock of a sudden beautiful thought, and then perhaps she was thanking God for making her the one woman who could be the right wife for Tommy. She was so certain that no other woman could help him as she could.

Starting point is 07:44:51 None knew his virtues as she knew them. Had it not been for her, his showy parts only would have been loved. The dear quiet ones would never have heard how dear they were. The showy ones were open to all the world, but the quiet, ones were her private garden. His faults as well as his virtues passed before her, and it is strange

Starting point is 07:45:14 to know that it was about this time that Griselle ceased to cry and began to smile instead. I know why she smiled. It was because sentimentality was one of the little monsters that came skipping into her view, and Tommy was so confident that he had got rid at last of it. grizzell knew better but she could look at it and smile perhaps she was not sorry that it was still there with the others it had so long led the procession i dare say she saw herself taking the leering distorted thing in hand and making something gallant of it She thought that she was too practical, too much given to seeing but one side to a question, too lacking in consideration for others, too impatient, too relentlessly just, and she humbly thank God for all these faults because Tommy's excesses were in the opposite direction and she could thus restore the balance.

Starting point is 07:46:14 She was full of humility while she saw how useful she could be to him, but her face did not show this. She had forgotten her face, and elation had spread over it without her knowing. Perhaps God accepted the elation as part of the thanks. She thanked God for giving Tommy what he wanted so much herself. Ah, she had thanked him for that before, but she did it again. And then she went on her knees by her dear doctor's chair

Starting point is 07:46:41 and prayed that she might be a good wife to Tommy. When she rose, the blood was not surging through her very very very. veins instead of a passion of joy. It was a beautiful calm that possessed her. And on noticing this, she regarded herself with sudden suspicion as we put our ear to a watch to see if it has stopped. She found that she was still going, but no longer either fast or slow, and she saw what had happened. Her old serene self had come back to her. I think she thanked God for that most of all. And then she caught sight of her face. Oh, oh, her first practical act as an engaged woman was to wash her face. Engaged, but was she? Griselle laughed. It is not usually a laughing matter, but she could not help that.

Starting point is 07:47:32 Consider her predicament. She could be engaged at once if she liked, even before she wiped the water from her face, or she might postpone it to let Tommy share. The careful reader will have noticed. that this problem presented itself to her at an awkward moment. She laughed in short while her face was still in the basin, with the very proper result that she had to grope for the towel with her eyes shut. It was still a cold, damp face. Griselle was always in such a hurry, when she opened her most precious drawer and took from it a certain glove,

Starting point is 07:48:09 which was wrapped in silk paper, but was not perhaps quite so conceited, as it had been for alas and alack it was now used as a wrapper itself the ring was inside it if grezell wanted to be engaged absolutely and at once all she had to do was to slip that ring upon her finger it had been hers for a week or more tommy had bought it in a certain scottish town whose merchant princes are so many and have risen splendidly from such small beginnings that after after you have been there a short time you beg to be introduced to someone who has not got on when you look at them they slap their trouser pockets when they look at you they are wondering if you know how much they are worth tommy one day roaming their streets in which he was worth incredibly little and thinking sadly of what could never be saw the modest little garnet ring in a jeweller's window and attached to it was a pathetic story no other person could have seen this story but it was as plain to him as though it had been beautifully written on the tag of paper which really contained the price with his hand on the door he paused overcome by that horror of entering shops without a lady to do the talking which all men of genius feel it is the one sure test hurried away came back went to and froze shyly until he saw that he was yielding once more to the indecision he thought he had so completely mastered

Starting point is 07:49:42 whereupon he entered bravely, though it was one of those detestable doors that ring a bell as they opened, and sternly ordered the jeweller, who could have bought and sold our Tommy with one slap on the trouser-leg to hand the ring over to him. He had no intention of giving it to Grisel. That indeed was part of its great tragedy, for this is the story Tommy read into the ring. there was once a sorrowful man of twenty-three and forty and sixty ah how grey the beard has grown as we speak how thin the locks but still we know him for the same by that garnet ring since it became his no other eye has seen it and yet it is her engagement ring never can he give it to her but must always carry it about with him as the piteous memory of what had never been how innocent it looked in his hand and with an innocence that never wore off, not even when he had reached his three-score years.

Starting point is 07:50:45 As it aged, it took on another kind of innocence only. It looked pitiable now, for there is but a dishonored age for a lonely little ring, which can never see the finger it was made to span. A hair-shirt! Such it was to him, and he put it on willingly, knowing it could be nothing else.

Starting point is 07:51:05 Every smart it gave him pleased, even while it pained. If ever his mind roamed again to the world of make-believe that ring would jerk him back to facts. Grizzell remembered well her finding of it. She had been in his pockets. She loved to rifle them to pull out his watch herself instead of asking him for the time, to exclaim, oh, at the many things she found there, when they should have been neatly docketed, or in the fire, or from his waistcoat pocket, she drew the ring.

Starting point is 07:51:36 she seemed to understand all about it at once she was far ahead while he was explaining it seemed quite strange to her that there had ever been a time when she did not know of her garnet ring how her arms rocked it was delicious to her to remember now with what agony her arms had rocked she kissed it she had not been the first to kiss it it was oh how i wish i could have saved you this pain but i love it she cried and i love the pain it was am i not to see it on your finger once no no we must not let me grazell is it right oh is it right only this once very well i dare not grezell i can't what are we to do with it now give it to me it is mine i will keep it beside my glove let me keep it grizzell no it is mine shall i fling it away how can you be so cruel it is mine. Let me bury it. It is mine. And of course, she had got her way. Could he resist her in anything? They had never spoken of it since. It was such a sad little ring. Sad. It was not in the least, little bit sad. Griselle wondered as she looked at it now how she could ever have thought it sad. The object with which she put on her hat was to go to Aaron's cottage to

Starting point is 07:53:00 congratulate Elspeth. So she said to herself, oh, Griselle. But first she opened two drawers. They were in a great press, and full of beautiful linen woven in thrums, that had come to Dr. McQueen as a bad debt. Your marriage portion, young lady, he had said to Griselle, then but a slip of a girl, whereupon, without waiting to lengthen her frock, she rushed rapturously at her work-basket. Not at all, miss, he cried ferociously, you are here to look after this house, not to be prepared, for another and until you are respectively bespoken by some rash critter of a man into the drawers with your linen and down with those murderous shears and she had obeyed no scissors the most relentless things in nature when in griselle's hand had ever cleaved their way through that snowy expanse never a stitch had she put into her linen except with her eyes which became horribly like needles as she looked at it

Starting point is 07:54:02 and now at last she could begin oh but she was anxious to begin it is almost a fact that as she looked at those drawers she grudged the time that must be given to-day to to tommy and his ring do you see her now ready to start she was wearing her brown jacket with the fur collar over which she used to look so searchingly at tommy to think there was a time when that serene face had to look searchingly at him it nearly made her sad again she paused to bring up tommy to think there was a time when that serene face had to look searchingly at him it nearly made her sad again she paused to bring out the ring and take another exultant look at it. It was attached now to a ribbon round her neck. Sweet ring! She put it to her eyes. That was her way of letting her eyes kiss it. Then she rubbed them and it, in case the one had left a tear upon the other. And then she went out, joy surging in her heart, for this was Griselle's glorious hour. The end of it. End of chapter 22. Chapter 23 of Tommy and Griselle.

Starting point is 07:55:12 This is a LibraVox recording. All LibraVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibraVox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Berry. Chapter 23, Tommy loses Griselle. it was not aaron's good fortune to find tommy he should have looked for him in the den in that haunt of happier lovers than he tommy walked slowly pondering he scarce noticed that he had the den to himself or that since he was last here autumn had slipped away leaving all her garments on the ground by this time undoubtedly elspeth had said her gentle no but he was not railing against fate not even for striking the final blow at him through that innocent medium he had still too much to do for that to help others

Starting point is 07:56:12 there were three of them at present and by some sort of sympathetic jugglery he had an arm for each lean on me grizzell dear sister elspeth you little know the harm you have done david old friend your hand hand. Thus loaded, he bravely returned at the fitting time to the cottage. His head was not even bent. Had you asked Tommy what Elspeth would probably do when she dismissed David, he might have replied that she would go up to his room and lock herself into it so that no one should disturb her for a time, and this he discovered on returning home was actually what had happened. how well he knew her, how distinctly he heard every beat of her tender heart, and how easy to him to tell why it was beating. He did not go up, he waited for little Elspeth to come to him,

Starting point is 07:57:16 all in her own good time, and when she came, looking just as he knew she would look, he had a brave, bright face for her. She was shaking after her excitement, or perhaps she had ceased to shake and begun again as she came down to him. He pretended not to notice it. He would notice it the moment he was sure she wanted him to, but perhaps that would not be until she was in bed, and he had come to say good-night and put out her light. For as we know, she often kept her great confidences till then when she discovered that he already knew them. The doctor has been in. she began almost at once, and in a quaking voice, and from a distance, as if in hope that the bullet might be spent before it reached her brother.

Starting point is 07:58:08 I am sorry, I missed him, he replied cautiously, what a fine fellow he is. You always liked him, said Elspeth, clinging eagerly to that. No one could help liking him, Elspeth. He has such winning ways, said Tommy, perhaps a little in the voice with which at funerals we refer to the departed. She loved his words, but she knew she had a surprise for him this time, and she tried to blurt it out. He said something to me. He, oh, what a high opinion he has of you. She really thought he had. Was that the something? Tommy asked, with a smile that helped her, as it was meant to do. You understand, don't you? She said almost in a whisper.

Starting point is 07:58:57 Of course I do, Elspeth, he answered reassuringly, but somehow she still thought he didn't. No one could have been more manly and gentle and humble, she said beseechingly. I am sure of it, said Tommy. He thinks nothing of himself, she said. We shall always think a great deal of him, replied Tommy. Yes, but Elspeth found the story. strangest difficulty in continuing, for though it would have surprised him to be told so, Tommy was not helping her nearly as much as he imagined.

Starting point is 07:59:39 I told him, she said, shaking, that no one could be to me what you were. I told him, and then timid Elspeth altogether broke down. Tommy drew her to him, as he had so often done since she was the smallest, child, and pressed her head against his breast, and waited. So often he had waited, thus, upon Elspef. There is nothing to cry about, dear, he said tenderly, when the time to speak came, you have instead the right to be proud that so good a man loves you. I am very proud of it, Elspef. If I could be sure of that, she gasped. Don't you believe me, dear? Yes, but that is not what makes me cry.

Starting point is 08:00:31 Tommy, don't you see? Yes, he assured her, I see. You are crying because you feel so sorry for him. But I don't feel sorry for him, Elspeth, if I know anything at all, it is this that no man needs pity, who sincerely loves. Whether that love be returned or not, he walks in a new and more beautiful world for evermore. She clutched his hand. I don't understand how you know those things, she whispered. Please, God, was Tommy's reflection. She should never know. He saw most vividly the pathos of his case,

Starting point is 08:01:14 but he did not break down under it. It helped him, rather, to proceed. It will be the test of Jamel, he said, how he bears this. No, man, I am very, very, sure was ever told that his dream could not come true more kindly and tenderly than you told it to him he was in the middle of the next sentence a fine one before her distress stopped him tommy she cried you don't understand that is not what i told him at all it was one of the few occasions on which the expression on the face of t sandies perceptibly changed what did you tell him, he asked almost sharply. I accepted him, she said, guiltily, backing away from this alarming face. What?

Starting point is 08:02:09 If you only knew how manly and gentle and humble he was, she cried quickly, as if something dire might happen if Tommy were not assured of this at once. You said you would marry him, Elspeth? Yes, and leave me? Oh, oh, she flung her arms around his neck. Yes, but that is what you are prepared to do, said he, and he held her away from him and stared at her as if he had never seen Elspeth before.

Starting point is 08:02:43 Were you not afraid? He exclaimed in amazement. I am not the least bit afraid, she answered, Oh, Tommy, if you knew how manly. And then she remembered that she had said that already. You did not even say that you would consult me? Oh, oh, why didn't you, Elspeth? I forgot, she moaned.

Starting point is 08:03:12 Tommy, you are angry. She hugged him and he let her do it, but all the time he was looking over her head fixedly with his mouth open. And I was always so sure of you were the words that came to him at last with a hard little, laugh at the end of them can you think it makes me love you less she sobbed because i love him too oh tommy i thought you would be so glad he kissed her he put his hand fondly upon her head i am glad he said with emotion when that which you want has come to you elspeth how can i but be glad but it takes me aback and if for a moment I felt forlorn, if when I should have been rejoicing only in your happiness, the selfish thought passed through my mind what is to become of me. I hope, I hope.

Starting point is 08:04:13 Then he sat down and buried his face in the table. And he might have been telling her about Griselle. Has the shock stunned you, Tommy? Else Peff thinks it has been a shock of pain. May we lift your head? head to show her your joyous face i am so proud she was saying that at last after you have done so much for me i can do a little thing for you for it is something to free you tommy you have always pretended for my sake that we could not do without each other but we both knew all the time that it was only i who was unable to do without you you can't deny it he might deny it, but it was true. Ah, Tommy, you bore with her with infinite patience, but did it never

Starting point is 08:05:08 strike you that she kept you to the earth? If Ellspeth could be happy without you, you were sure she could not, but if she could, had that thought never made you flap your wings? I often had a pain at my heart, she told him, which I kept from you. It was a feeling that your solicitude for me, perhaps prevented your caring for any other woman. It seemed terrible and unnatural that I should be a bar to that. I felt that I was starving you, and not you only, but an unknown woman as well. So long as I had you, Elspeth, he said reproachfully, was not that enough. It seemed to be enough, she answered gravely,

Starting point is 08:05:57 but even while I comforted myself with that, I knew that it should not be enough. and still i feared that if it was the blame was mine now i am no longer in the way and i hope so ardently that you will fall in love like other people if you never do i shall always have the fear that i am the cause that you lost the capacity in the days when i let you devote yourself too much to me oh blind elspeth now is the time to tell her to Tommy, and fill her cup of happiness to the brim. But it is she who is speaking still, almost gaily now, yet with a full heart. What a time you have had with me, Tommy. I told David all about it, and what he has to look forward to, but he says he is not afraid. And when you find someone you can love, she continued sweetly, though she had a sigh to stifle. I hope she will be someone quite unlike me, for, oh, my dear good brother, I know you need a change.

Starting point is 08:07:08 Not a word, said Tommy. She said timidly that she had begun to hope of late that Griselle might be the woman, and still he did not speak. He drew Elspeth closer to him that she might not see his face, and the horror of himself that surely sat on it. to the very marrow of him he was in such cold misery that i wonder his arms did not chill her this poor devil of a sentimental tommy he had wakened up in the world of facts where he thought he had been dwelling of late to discover that he had not been here for weeks except at meal-times during those weeks he had most honestly thought that he was in a passion to be married what do you say to pitying instead of cursing him it is a sudden idea of mine and we must be quick for joyous griselle is drawing near

Starting point is 08:08:13 and this you know is the chapter in which her heart breaks. It was Elspeth who opened the door to Griselle. Does she know? Said Elspeth to herself before either of them spoke. Does she know? It was what Griselle was saying also. Oh, Elspeth, I am so glad. David has told me.

Starting point is 08:08:41 She does know, Elspeth told herself, and she thought it was kind. of grezel to come so quickly she said so she doesn't know thought grezell and then these two kissed for the first time it was a kiss of thanks from each but why does she not know grizzell wondered a little as they entered the parlour where tommy was he had been standing with his teeth knit since he heard the knock as if in answer to the question elspeth said I've just broken it to Tommy. He has been in a few minutes only, and he is so surprised he can scarcely speak. Griselle laughed happily, for that explained it. Tommy had not had time to tell her yet. She laughed again at Elspeth, who had thought she had so much to tell and did not know half the story.

Starting point is 08:09:39 Elspeth begged Tommy to listen to the beautiful things Griselle was saying about David, but, truth to tell, Griselle scarcely heard them herself. She had given Tommy a shy, rapturous glance. She was wondering when he would begin. What a delicious opening when he shook hands. Suppose he had kissed her instead. Or suppose he casually addressed her as darling. He might do it at any moment now.

Starting point is 08:10:09 Just for once, she would not mind, though he did it in public. perhaps as soon as this new remark of elspeth was finished he meant to say you are not the only engaged person in the room miss elspeth i think i see another too guiselle laughed as if she had heard him say it and then she ceased laughing suddenly for some little duty had called elspeth into the other room and as she went out she stopped the movement of the earth these two were alone with their great joy elspeth had said that she would be back in two minutes was grezell wasting a moment when she looked only at him her eyes filmy with love the crooked smile upon her face so happy that it could not stand still her arms made a slight gesture towards him her hands were open she was giving herself to him she could not see for a fraction of time the space between them seemed to be annihilated his arms were closing round her then she knew that neither of them had moved he tried to be true to her by deceiving her it was the only way at last griselle he cried at last and he put joyousness into his voice it is all come right dear one he cried like an ecstatic lover never in his life had he tried so hard to deceive at the sacrifice of himself but he was fighting something as strong as the instinct of self-preservation and is usually a-and as usually as a-sacrifice of himself but he was fighting something as strong as the instinct of self-preservation

Starting point is 08:11:54 and his usually expressionless face gave the lie to his joyous words loud above his voice his ashen face was speaking to her and she cried in terror what is wrong even then he attempted to deceive her but suddenly she knew the truth you don't want to be married i think the room swam round with her when it was steady again you did not say that did you, she asked. She was sure he had not said it. She was smiling again tremulously to show him that he had not said it. I want to be married above all else on earth, he said imploringly, but his face betrayed him still, and she demanded the truth, and he was forced to tell it. A little shiver passed through her. That was all. Do you mean that you don't know? love me, she said, you must tell me what you mean. That is how others would put it, I suppose, he replied. I believe they would be wrong. I think I love you in my own way. But I thought I loved

Starting point is 08:13:13 you in their way, and it is the only way that counts in this world of theirs. It does not seem to be my world. I was given wings, I think, but I'm never to know that I've left the earth. until I come flop upon it with an arrow through them. I crawl and wriggle here, and yet, he laughed harshly, I believe I am rather a fine fellow when I am flying. She nodded, you mean you want me to let you off, she asked. You must tell me what you mean, and as he did not answer instantly, because I think I have some little claim upon,

Starting point is 08:13:59 you she said with a pleasant smile i am as pitiful a puzzle to myself as i can be to you he replied all i know is that i don't want to marry anyone and yet i am sure i could die for you it was quite true a burning house and grezell among the flames and he would have been the first on the latter but there is no such luck for you tommy you are free was what she said don't look so tragic she added again with the pleasant smile it must be very distressing to you but you will soon fly again her lips twitched tremulously i can't fly she said she took the ring from her neck she took it off its ribbon i brought it she said to let you put it on my finger i thought you would want to do that she said "'Grizzell,' he cried, "'can we not be as we have been? "'No,' she answered. "'It would all come right, Griselle.

Starting point is 08:15:10 "'I am sure it would. "'I don't know why I am as I am, "'but I shall try to change myself. "'You have born with me since we were children. "'Won't you bear with me for a little longer?' "'She shook her head but did not trust herself to speak. "'I have lost you,' he said, "'and she nodded.

Starting point is 08:15:31 then i am lost indeed said he and he knew it too but with a gesture of the hand she begged him not to say that without your love to help me he began you shall always have that she told him with shining eyes always always and what could he do but look at her with the wonder and the awe that come to every man who for one moment in his life knows a woman well you can love me still grezell his voice was shaky just the same she answered and i suppose he looked uplifted but you should be sorry she said gravely and it was then that elspeth came back she had not much exceeded her two minutes it was always terrible to tommy not to have the feelings of a hero at that moment he could not endure it in a splendid burst of self-sacrifice he suddenly suddenly startled both Griselle and himself by crying, Ellspeth, I love Griselle, and I've just asked her to be my wife. Yes, the nobility of it amazed himself, but bewitched him too, and he turned gloriously to Griselle, never doubting, but that she would have him still.

Starting point is 08:16:52 He need not have spoken so impulsively, nor looked so grand. She swayed for an instant, and then, erect again. You must forgive me, Elspeth, she said, but I have refused him. And that was the biggest surprise Tommy ever got in his life. You don't care for him, Elspeth blurted out. Not in the way he cares for me, Griselle replied quietly, and when Elspeth would have said more, she begged her to desist. The only thing for me to do now, Elspeth, she said, smiling, is to run away, but I want you first to accept a little wedding gift for me. I wish you and David so much happiness.

Starting point is 08:17:35 You won't refuse it, will you? Elspeth, still astounded, took the gift. It was a little garnet ring. It will have to be cut, Griselle said. It was meant, I think, for a larger finger. I've had it some time, but I never wore it. Elspeth said she would always treasure her ring, and that it was beautiful.

Starting point is 08:17:58 I used to think it rather sweet, Griselle admitted, and then she said goodbye to them both and went away. End of Chapter 23. Chapter 24 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Libravox recording. All LibraVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox. Tommy and Griselle by J. M. Berry Chapter 24 The Monster

Starting point is 08:18:44 Tommy's new character was that of a monster. He always liked the big parts, concealed as usual in the garments that clung so oddly to him, modesty, generosity, indifference to applause, and all the nobler impulses, he could not strip himself of them, try as he would, and so he found, to his scornful amusement, that he still escaped the public fury. In the two months that preceded Elspeth's marriage, there was positively scarce a soul in thrums who did not think rather well of him. If they knew what I really am, he cried with splendid bitterness, how they would run from me. even David could no longer withhold the hand of fellowship,

Starting point is 08:19:36 for Griselle would tell him nothing except that, after all, and for reasons sufficient to herself, she had declined to become Mrs. Sandys. He sought in vain to discover how Tommy could be to blame. And now, Tommy said grimly to Griselle, our doctor thinks you have used me badly, and that I am a fine fellow to bear, no resentment. Ellspeath told me that he admires the gentle and manly dignity,

Starting point is 08:20:08 with which I submit to the blow, and I have no doubt that as soon as I heard that, I made it more gentle and manly than ever. I have forbidden Elspeth, he told her, to upbraid you for not accepting me with the result that she thinks me too good to live. Ha, ha, what do you think, Rizel? It became known in the town that she had refused him everybody was on tommy's side they said she had treated him badly even aaron was staggered at the side of tommy accepting his double defeat in such good part and all the time i am the greatest cur on hung says tommy why don't you laugh never they said have there been such a generous brother the town was a stir about this poor man's gifts to the lucky bride there were rumours that among the articles a silver cold scuttle but it proved to be a sugar-bowl in that pattern three band-boxes came for her to select from somebody discovered who was on the watch but may i be struck dead if more than one went back yet it was bonnets to-day she is at tilly drum again trying on her going-away dress and she really was to go away in it a noticeable thing for in thrum society though they usually get a going-away dress

Starting point is 08:21:39 they are too canny to go away in it the local shops were not ignored but the best of the true so came from london that makes the second box this one week as i'm a living sinner cries the lady on the watch again when boxes arrived at the station corp wheel them up to elspeth without so much as looking at the label ah what a brother they said it openly to their own brothers and to to to tommy in the way they looked at him there has been nothing like it he assured griselle since red riding hood in the wolf why can't i fling off my disguise and cry the better to eat you with. He always spoke to her now in this vein of magnificent bitterness, but Griselle seldom rewarded him by saying, oh, oh. She might, however, give him a patient, reproachful glance instead, and it had the irritating effect of making him feel that perhaps he was under life-size instead of over it. I dare say you are right, says Tommy savagely, I said nothing. You don't need to say it. What a grand capacity you have for knocking me off my horse, Griselle.

Starting point is 08:23:01 Are you angry with me for that? No, it is delicious to pick oneself out of the mud, especially when you find it is a baby you are picking up instead of a brute. Am I a baby only, Griselle? I think it is childish of you, she replied, to say you are a brute. there is not to be even that satisfaction left to me you are hard on me grezell i am trying to help you how can you be angry with me the instinct of self-preservation i suppose i see myself dwindling so rapidly under your treatment that soon there will be nothing of me left it was said cruelly for he knew that the one thing griselle could not bear now was the implication that she saw his faults only. She always went down under that blow with pitiful surrender, showing the woman suddenly as if under a physical nodding. He apologized contritely, but after all it proves my case, he said,

Starting point is 08:24:08 for I could not hurt you in this way, Griselle, if I were not a pretty well-grown specimen of a monster. Don't, she said, but she did not seek to help him by, drawing him away to other subjects which would have been his way what is there monstrous she asked in your being so good to elspeth it is very kind of you to give her all these things especially when by rights they are yours no not when you did not want to give them to me he dared say nothing to that there were some matters on which he must not contradict griselle now it is nice of you she said not to complain though elspeth is deserting you it must have been a blow you and i only know why he answered but for her grezell i might be whining sentiment to you at this moment that she said would be the monstrous thing and it is not monstrous i suppose that i should let jemel press my hand under the conviction that after all i am a trump you don't pose as one that makes them think the more highly of me nothing monstrous grizzell in my standing quietly by while you are showing elspeth how to furnish her house

Starting point is 08:25:41 i who know why you have the subject at your finger-tips for a grizzell had given all her sweet ideas to elspath high how to how she had guarded them once confiding them half reluctantly even to to tommy half reluctantly that is at the start because they were her very own but once she was embarked on the subject talking with such rapture that every minute or two he had to beg her to be calm she was the first person in that part of the world to think that old furniture need not be kept in the dark corners and she knew that where there was an oak bedstead that was looked upon as a disgrace, and where to obtain the dearest cupboards, one of them in use as the retiring chamber, of a rabbit-hutch, and stately clocks made in the town a hundred years ago, and quaint old ferrant, lamps, and cogeys and sand-glasses, that apologized if you looked at them, and yet were as willing to be loved again as any old lady in a much. you will not buy them easily now the people will not chuckle at you when you bid for them now we have become so cute in thrums that when the fender breaks we think it may have increased in value and we preserve any old board lest the worms have made it artistic griselle however was in advance of her time she could lay her hands on all she wanted and she did but it was for elspeth's house house and the table-cloths and the towels and the sheets said tommy nothing monstrous in my letting you give elspeth them the linen you see was no longer in grezell's press i could not help making them she answered they were so longing to be made i did not mean to give them to her i think i meant to put them back in the press but when they were made it was natural that they should be made it was natural that they should be made should want to have something to do, so I gave them to Ellsped.

Starting point is 08:27:57 With how many tears on them? Not many, but with some kisses. All which, says Tommy, goes to prove that I have nothing with which to reproach myself. No, I never said that, she told him, you have to reproach yourself with wanting me to love you. She paused a moment to let him say, if he dared, that he had not done him. that, when she would have replied instantly, you know you did. He could have disabused her, but it would have been cruel, and so on this subject as ever, he remained silent.

Starting point is 08:28:35 But that is not what I have been trying to prove, she continued, you know as well as I, that the cause of this unhappiness has been what you call your wings. He was about to thank her for her delicacy in avoiding its real name, when she added, I mean your sentiment, and he laughed instead. I flatter myself that I no longer fly, at all events, he said. I know what I am at last, Griselle. It is flattery only, she replied with her old directness. This thing you are regarding with a morbid satisfaction is not you at all.

Starting point is 08:29:16 He groaned, which of them all is me, Griselle? he asked gloomily. We shall see, she said, when we have got the wings off. They will have to come off a feather at a time. That, she declared, is what I have been trying to prove. It will be a weary task, Griselle. I won't weary at it, she said, smiling.

Starting point is 08:29:43 Her cheerfulness was a continual surprise to him. You bear up wonderfully well, yourself. he sometimes said to her almost reproachfully and she never replied that perhaps that was one of her ways of trying to help him she is not so heart-broken after all you may be saying and i had promised to break her heart but honestly i don't know how to do it more thoroughly and you must remember that we have not seen her alone yet she tried to be very little alone she helped david in his work more than ever not a person for instance managed to escape the bath because griselle's heart was broken you never say that she was alone when her needle was going and the linen became sheets and the like in what was probably record time yet they could have been sewn more quickly for at times the needle stopped and she did not know it once a bedridden old woman with whom she had been sitting up lay watching her instead of sleeping and finally said what makes you sit staring at a called fire and speaking to yourself and there was a strange day when she had been too long in the den when she started for home she went in the direction of double dykes her old home instead

Starting point is 08:31:18 she could bear everything except doubt she had told him so when he wondered at her calmness she often said it to herself she could tread any path however drearily it stretched before her so long as she knew whither it led but there could be no more doubt oh he must never again disturb her mind with hope how clearly she showed him that and yet they had perhaps no more than parted when it seemed impossible to bear for the next hour the desolation she was sentenced to for life. She lay quivering and tossing on the hearth-rug of the parlor, beating it with her fists, rocking her arms, and calling to him to give her doubt again that she might get through the days. Let me doubt again. here was griselle starting to beg it of him more than once she got half-way to aaron's house before she could turn but she always did turn with the words unspoken

Starting point is 08:32:30 never did tommy hear her say them but always that she was tranquil now was it pride that supported her in the trying hour oh no it was not pride that is an old garment which once became greselle well but she does not wear it now she takes it out of the closet perhaps at times to look at it what gave her strength when he was by was her promise to help him it was not by asking for leave to dream herself that she could make him dream the less all done for you tommy it might have helped you to loosen a few of the feathers sometimes she thought it might not be tommy but herself who was so unlike other people that it was not he who was unabye unable to love, but she who could not be loved. This idea did not agitate her as a terrible thing. She could almost welcome it, but she did not go to him with it. While it might be but a fancy, that was no way to help a man who was over-full of them.

Starting point is 08:33:45 It was the bare truth only that she wanted him to see, and so she made elaborate inquiries into herself to discover whether she was quite unlovable. I suppose it would have been quaint, had she not been quite so much in earnest. She examined herself in the long mirror, most conscientiously and with a determinedly open mind, to see whether she was too ugly for any man to love. Our beautiful Griselle really did.

Starting point is 08:34:21 She had always thought that she was a nice girl, but was she? no one had ever loved her except the old doctor and he began when she was so young that perhaps he had been inveigled into it like a father even david had not loved her was it because he knew her so well what was it in women that made men love them she asked it of david in such a way that he never knew she was putting him to the question he merely thought that he and she were having a pleasant chat about Elspef, and as a result she decided that he loved Elspeth because she was so helpless. His head sat with uncommon pride on his shoulders while he talked of Elspeth's timidity. There was a ring of boastfulness in his voice as he paraded the large number of useful things that Elspeth could not do, and yet David was a sensible and careful man.

Starting point is 08:35:25 was it helplessness that man loved in woman then it seemed to be elspeth's helplessness that had made tommy such a brother and how it had always appealed to aaron no woman could be less helpless than herself grizzell knew she thought back and back and she could not come to a time when she was not managing somebody women she reflected fall more or less deeply in love with every baby they see while men even the best of them can look calmly at other people's babies but when the helplessness of the child is in the woman then other women are unmoved but the great heart of man is stirred woman is his baby she remembered that the language of love is in two sexes for the woman superlative for the man diminutives the more she loves the bigger he grows but in an ecstasy he could put her in his pocket had not tommy taught her this his little one his child perhaps he really had loved her in the days when they both made believe that she was infantile but soon she had shown with fatal clearness that she was not instead of needing to be taken care of she had obviously wanted to take care of him their positions were reversed perhaps said griselle to herself i should have been a man if this was the true explanation then though tommy who had tried so hard could not love her he might be able to love what is the phrase a more womanly woman or more popular

Starting point is 08:37:22 phrase still a very woman. Some other woman might be the right wife for him. She did not shrink from considering this theory, and she considers so long that I, for one, cannot smile at her, for deciding ultimately as she did that there was nothing in it. The strong like to be leaned upon, and the weak, to lean, and this irrespective of sex. this was the solution she woke up with one morning and it seemed to explain not only david's and elspeth's love but her own so clearly that in her desire to help she put it before tommy it implied that she cared for him because he was weak and he drew a very long face you don't know how the feathers hurt as they come out he explained but so long as we do get them out she said every other person who knows me thinks that strength is my great characteristic he maintained rather querulously but when you know it is not said grezell you do know don't you she asked anxiously to know the truth about one's self that is the beginning of being strong you seem determined he retorted to prevent my loving you

Starting point is 08:38:50 why she asked you are to make me strong in spite of myself i understand but according to your theory the strong love the weak only are you to grow weak griselle as i grow strong she had not thought of that and she would have liked to rock her arms but she was able to reply i'm not trying to help you in order to make you love me you know quite well that all that is over and that with i am trying only to help you to be what a man should be she could say that to him but to herself was she prepared to make a man of him at the cost of his possible love this faced her when she was alone with her passionate nature and she fought it and with her fists clenched she cried yes yes yes do we know all that grezell had to fight there were times when tommy's mind wandered to excuses for himself he knew what men were and he shuddered to think of the might have been had a girl who could love as griselle did loved such a man as her father he thanked his maker did tommy that he who was made as those other men had avoided raising passions in her. I wonder how he was so sure. Do we know all that Griselle had to fight? They spoke much during those days of the coming parting, and she always said that she could bear it if she

Starting point is 08:40:38 saw him go away more of a man than he had come. Then anything I have suffered or may suffer, she told him, will have been done to help you, and perhaps in time that will make me proud of my poor little love, story it would be rather pitiful would it not if i have gone through so much for no end at all she spoke he said almost reproachfully as if she thought he might go away on his wings after all we can't be sure she murmured she was so eager to make him watchful yes he said humbly but firmly i may be a scoundrel grezell i am a scoundrel but one thing you may be sure of i am a scoundrel but one thing you may be sure of i am a scoundrel i am done with sentiment but even as he said it even as he felt that he could tear himself asunder for being untrue to grezel a bird was singing and at his heart because he was free again free to go out into the world and play as if it were but a larger den ah if only tommy could always have remained a boy el's best marriage day came round and i should like to linger in it and show you elspeth in her wedding gown and tommy standing behind to catch her if she fainted and ailey weeping and aaron lota rubbing his gleeful hands and a smiling bridesmaid who had once thought she might be a bride but that was a day in elspeth's story not in tommies and grisels only one incident in their story crept into that happy day there were speeches at the feet

Starting point is 08:42:24 and the reverend mr dishart referred to to tommy in the kindliest way called him my young friend quoted inaccurately from his book and expressed an opinion formed he might say when mr sandys was a lad at school cheers that he had a career before him tommy bore it well all except the quotation which he was burning to correct but sighed to find that it had set the dominies on his left talking about precocity to produce such a grey beard of a book at two-and-twenty mr sandies said cathro is amazing it partakes sir of the nature of the miraculous its on chanxi by which we mean a deviation from the normal and so on to escape this kind of flattery he had so often heard it said by ladies who could say it so much better tommy turned to his neighbours on the right oddly enough they also were discussing deviations from the normal on the table was a plant in full flower and ailey who had lent it was expressing surprise that it should bloom so late in the sea season so early in its life i should rather say the doctor remarked after examining it it is a young plant and in the ordinary course would not have come to flower before next year but it is afraid that it will never see next year it is one of those poor little plants that bloom prematurely because they are diseased tommy was a little startled he had often marvelled over his own precocity but never guessed that this might be the explanation why he was in flower at twenty-two is that a scientific fact he asked it is a law of nature the doctor replied gravely and if anything more was said on the subject or tommy did not hear it what did he hear he was a child again in miserable lodgings and it was some time in the long middle of the night

Starting point is 08:44:41 and what he heard from his bed was his mother coughing away her life in hers there was an angry knock knock knock from somewhere near and he crept out of bed to tell his mother that the people through the wall were complaining because she would not die more quietly but when he reached her bed it was not his mother he saw lying there but himself aged twenty-four or thereabouts for tommy had inherited his mother's cough. He had known it every winter, but he remembered it as if for the first time now. Did he hear anything else? I think he heard his wings slipping to the floor. He asked gaily to give him the plant, and he kept it in his room very lovingly, though he forgot to water it. He sat for long periods looking at it, and his thoughts were very deep, but all he actually said aloud, was, there are two of us. Aaron sometimes saw them together and thought they were an odd pair, and perhaps they were. Tommy did not tell Griselle of the tragedy that was hanging over him. He was determined to save her that pain. He knew that most men in his position would have told her and was glad to find that he could keep it so gallantly to himself. She was brave,

Starting point is 08:46:08 perhaps some day she would discover that he had been brave also when she talked of wings now what he seemed to see was a green grave his eyes were moist but he held his head high all this helped him ah well but the world must jog along though you and i be damned elspeth was happily married and there came the day when tommy and grezell must say good-bye he was returning to london his luggage was already in corpse barrow all but the insignificant part of it which yet made a bulky package in its author's pocket for it was his new manuscript for which he would have fought a regiment yes and beaten them little cared tommy what became of the rest of his luggage so long as that palpitating package was safe and little you care grezell said in a moment of sudden bitterness whom you leave behind so long as you take it with you he forgave her with a sad smile she did not know you see that this manuscript might be his last and it was the only bitter thing she said even when he looked very sorry for her she took advantage of his emotion to help him only don't be too sorry for me she said calmly remember rather that there is one episode in a woman's life to which she must always cling in memory whether it was a woman's life to which she must always cling in memory whether it was a woman's life to which she must always cling in memory whether it was a pride to her or a shame and that it rests with you to make mine proud or shameful in other words he was to get rid of his wings how she harped on that he wanted to kiss her on the brow but she would not have it he was about to do it not to gratify any selfish desire but of a beautiful impulse that if anything happened she would have this to remember as the last of him but she drew back

Starting point is 08:48:11 almost angrily positively she was putting it down to sentiment and he forgave her even that but she kissed the manuscript wish it luck he had begged of her you were always so fond of babies and this is my baby so grezell kissed tommy's baby and then she turned away her face End of Chapter 24. Chapter 25 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Libravox recording. All LibraVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librivox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Barry.

Starting point is 08:49:07 Chapter 25, Mr. T. Sandys has returned to town. rioting to reflect that we have devoted to so much paper this is the third shillings worth to telling what a real biographer would almost certainly have summed up in a few pages caring nothing for glory engrossed in his work alone mr sandies soon after the publication of the letters sought the piece of his mother's native village and there unlike undisturbing and undisturbed he gave his life as ever to laborious days and quiet contemplation. The one vital fact in these six months of lofty endeavor is that he was making progress with the new book. Fishing and other distractions were occasionally indulged in, but merely that he might rise fresher next morning

Starting point is 08:50:02 to a book which absorbed, etc. One can see exactly how it should be done. It has been done so often before, And there is a deal to be said for this method. His book was what he had been at during nearly the whole of that time. Comparatively speaking, the fishing and other distractions, a neat phrase had got an occasional hour only. But while we admire, we can't do it in that way.

Starting point is 08:50:34 We seem fated to go on taking it for granted that you know the vital facts about Tommy and devoting our attention to the things that the real biographer leaves out. Tommy arrived in London with little more than ten pounds in his pockets, all the rest he had spent on Elspeth. He looked for furnished chambers in a fashionable quarter, and they were much too expensive. But the young lady who showed them to him asked if it was the Mr. Sandy's,

Starting point is 08:51:06 and he had once took the rooms. Her mother subsequently said that she understood he wrote books and would he deposit five pounds. Such are the ups and downs of the literary calling. The book, of course, was unrequited love and the true story of how it was not given to the world by his first publishers as never been told. They had the chance, but they weighed the manuscript in their hands as if it were butter, and said it was very small. if you knew how much time i have spent in making it smaller replied tommy haughtily the madman asked if he could not add a few chapters whereupon with a shudder he tucked baby under his wing and flew away that is how goldy and goldy got the book for one who had left london a glittering star it was wonderful how little he brightened it by returning at the club they did not know that he had been a way. In society they seem to have forgotten to expect him back. He had an eye for them with a touch

Starting point is 08:52:15 of red in it, but he bided his time. It was one of the terrible things about Tommy that he could bide his time. Pim was the only person he called upon. He took Pim out to dinner and conducted him home again. His kindness to Pim, the delicacy with which he pretended not to see that poor old Pim was degraded and done for they would have been pretty even in a woman and we treat Tommy unfairly in passing them by with a bow. Pim had the manuscript to read and you may be as sure he kept sober that night as that Tommy lay awake. For when literature had to be judged, who could be so grim a critic as this usually lenient toper? He could forgive much, could Pim, you had run away without paying your rent, was it? Well, well, come in and have a drink. Broken your wife's heart, have you?

Starting point is 08:53:12 Poor chap, but you will soon get over it. But if it was a split infinitive, go to the devil, sir. Into a cocked hat was the verdict of Pim, meaning thereby that thus did Tommy's second work beat his first. Tommy broke down and wept. Presently Pim waxed sentimental and confided to Tommy that he too had once loved in vain. The sad case of those who love in vain you remember is the subject of the book, the saddest of autobiographies it has been called. An odd thing this, I think, tearing home for the more he was engrossed in mind the quicker he walked. Tommy was not reveling in Pim's praise. He was neither blanching nor smiling at the thought that he of all people had written as one who was unloved.

Starting point is 08:54:06 He was not wondering what Grisel would say to it. He had even forgotten to sigh over his own coming dissolution. Indeed, about this time the flower pop began to fade from his memory. What made him cut his way so excitedly through the streets was this. Pim had questioned his use of the word untimely in Chapter 8, and Tommy had always been uneasy about that word. He glared at every person he passed and ran into perambulators. He rushed past his chambers like one who no longer had a home.

Starting point is 08:54:42 He was in the park now and did not even notice that the row was empty, that mighty round, a deserted circus. Management, riders, clowns, all the performers gone on their provincial tour, or nearly all for a lady on horseback sees him, remembers to some extent who he is and gives chase. it is our dear Mrs. Jerry. You wretch, she said, to compel me to pursue you. Nothing could have induced me to do anything so unwomanly except that you are the only man in town. She shook her whip so prettily at him

Starting point is 08:55:19 that it was as seductive as a smile. It was also a way of gaining time while she tried to remember what it was he was famous for. I believe you don't know me, she said, with a little shriek, for tommy had looked bewildered that would be too mortifying please pretend you do her look of appeal the way in which she put her plump little hands together as if about to say her prayers brought it all back to tommy the one thing he was not certain of was whether he had proposed to her it was the one thing of which she was certain you think i can forget so soon he replied reproachfully but carefully then tell me my name said she she thought it might lead to his mentioning his own i don't know what it is now it was mrs jerry once it is mrs jerry still then you did not marry him after all no while joy had surged to his face but when she answered yes he nodded

Starting point is 08:56:21 his head with gentle melancholy three times. He had not the smallest desire to deceive the lady. He was simply an actor who had got his cue and liked his part. But my friends still call me Mrs. Jerry, she said softly, I suppose it suits me somehow. You will always be Mrs. Jerry to me, he replied huskily. Ah, those meetings with old loves. If you minded so much, Mrs. Jerry said a little tremulously, she had the softest heart, though her memory was a trifle defective, you might have discovered whether I had married him or not. Was there no reason why I should not seek to discover it? Tommy asked, with tremendous irony, but not knowing in the least what he meant.

Starting point is 08:57:12 It confused Mrs. Jerry. They always confused her when they were fierce, and yet she liked them to be. fierce when she re-met them so few of them were but she said the proper thing i am glad you have got over it tommy maintained a masterly silence no wonder he was a power worth women i say i am glad you have got over it murmured mrs jerry again has it ever been noticed that the proper remark does not always gain in propriety with repetition it is splendid to know that right feeling still kept Tommy silent. Yet she went on briskly as if he had told her something. Am I detaining you? You were walking so quickly that I thought you were in pursuit of someone. It brought Tommy back to earth, and he could accept her now as an old friend.

Starting point is 08:58:06 He was glad to meet again. You could not guess what I was in pursuit of Mrs. Jerry, he assured her, and with confidence, for words are not usually chased down the road. but although he made the sound of laughter that terrible face which mrs jerry remembered so well but could not give a name to took no part in the revelry he was as puzzling to her as those irritating authors who print their jokes without a note of exclamation at the end of them poor mrs jerry thought it must be a laugh of horrid bitterness and that he was referring to his dead self or something dreadful of that sort for which she was responsible please don't tell me she said in such obvious alarm that again he laughed that awful laugh he promised with a profound sigh to carry his secret unspoken to the grave also to come to her at home if she sent him a card he told her his address but not his name and she could not send the card to occupy her now tell me about yourself said mrs jerry with charming cunning did you go away i came back a few days ago only had you any shooting they nearly always threatened to make for a distant land where there was big game tommy smiled he had never had any shooting except once in his boyhood when he in corp acted as beaters and he had wept passionate over the first bird killed and harangued the murderer no he replied it was at work all the time this at least told her that his work was of a kind which could be done out of london an inventor

Starting point is 08:59:49 when are we to see the result asked artful mrs jerry very soon everything comes out about this time it is our season you know mrs jerry pondered while she said how to entrancing what did come out this month oh plays and whose season was it the actors of course he could not be an actor with that beard but ah she remembered now are they really clever this time she asked roguishly for you must admit that they are usually sticks tommy blinked at this i really believe mrs jerry he said slowly it is you who don't know who I am. You prepare the aristocracy for the stage, don't you? She said plaintively. I, he thundered. He had a beard, she said in self-defense.

Starting point is 09:00:43 Who? Oh, I don't know. Please forgive me. I do remember, of course, who you are. I remember too well, said Mrs. Jerry, generously. What is my name, Tommy demanded? She put her hands together again beseechingly. Please, please, she said.

Starting point is 09:00:59 I have such a dreadful moment. memory for names, but, oh, please, what am I? he insisted. You are the man who invents those delightful thing-aumb-bob, she cried with an inspiration. I never invented anything except two books, said Tommy, looking at her reproachfully. I know them by heart, she cried. One of them is not yet published, he informed her. I am looking forward to it so excitedly, she said it once and my name is sandies said he thomas sandys she said correcting him triumphantly how is that dear darling little agnes elspeth you have me at last he admitted sandys on woman exclaimed mrs jerry all rippling smiles once more can i ever forget it i shall never pretend to know anything about women again tommy answered dolefully but with a creditable absence of vindictiveness.

Starting point is 09:02:02 Please, please, said the little hands again. It is a nasty jar, Mrs. Jerry. Please. Oh, that I could forget so quickly. Please, I forgive you, if that is what you want. She waved her whip, and you will come and see me? When I have got over this, it needs a little time. He really said this to please her.

Starting point is 09:02:26 You shall talk to me of the new book, she said, confident that this would fetch him, for he was not her first author. By the way, what is it about? Can you ask, Mrs. Jerry? replied Tommy passionately. Oh, woman, woman, can you ask? This puzzled her at the time, but she understood what he had meant when the book came out, dedicated to Pim. Goodness gracious, she said to herself as she went from chapter to chapter, and she was very self-conscious when she heard the book discussed in society, which was not quite as soon as it came out, for at first the ladies seemed to have forgotten their Tommy. But the journals made ample amends. He had invented, they said, something new in literature, a story that was yet not a story,

Starting point is 09:03:17 told in the form of essays, which were no mere essays. There was no character mentioned by name. there was not a line of dialogue, essays only, they might say, were the net result, yet a human heart was laid bare, and surely that was fiction in its highest form. Fiction founded on fact, no doubt, for it would be ostrich like to deny that such a work must be the outcome of a painful personal experience, but in those wise and penetrating pages, Mr. Sandys called no one's attention to himself. His subject was an experience common to humanity to be born this way or that, and without vainglory he showed how it should be born,

Starting point is 09:04:02 so that those looking into the deep waters of the book, made clear by his pelucid style, might see not the author but themselves. A few of the critics said that if the book added nothing to his reputation, it detracted nothing from it, but probably their pen added this mechanic, when they were away. What annoyed him more was the two or three who stated that much as they liked, unrequited love, they liked the letters still better. He could not endure hearing a good word said for the letters now.

Starting point is 09:04:41 The great public, I believe, always preferred the letters, but among important sections of it, the new book was of delight, and for various reasons. For instance, it was no mere story. got the thoughtful public its style again got the public which knows it is the only public that counts society still held aloof there was an african traveller on view that year but otherwise everything was going on well when the bolt came as ever from the quarter whence it was least expected it came in a letter from grezell so direct as to be almost as direct as this i think it is a horrid book the more beautifully it is written the more horrid it seems no one was ever loved more truly than you you can know nothing about unrequited love then why do you pretend to know i see why you always avoided telling me anything about the book even its title it was because you knew what i should say it is nothing but sentiment you were on your wings all the time you were writing it that is why you could treat me as you did even to the last moment you deceived me i suppose you deceived yourself also had i known what was in the manuscript i would not have kissed it i would have asked you to burn it had you not had this strength and you would not i should have burned it for you it would have been a proof of my love i have seen it have said you to burn it-i have seen it-i have seen it-a proof of my love i have seen it-i have seen it-i have seen it-i have seen it-i have cease to care whether you are a famous man or not i want you to be a real man but you will not let me help you i have cried all day grezell

Starting point is 09:06:22 fury dejection the heroic they came in that order this is too much he cried at first i can stand a good deal grezell but there was once a worm that turned at last you know take care madam take care oh but you are a charming lady you can decide everything for everybody, can't you? What delicious. Letters you write, something unexpected in every one of them. There are poor dogs of men, Griselle, who open their letters from their loves, knowing exactly what will be inside. Words of cheer, words of love, of confidence, of admiration, which help them as they sit into the night at their work, fighting for fame that they may lay it at their loved one's feet. Discouragement, obloquy, scorn. They give. They give. in plenty from others but they are always sure of her do you hear my original grezell those other dogs are always sure of her hurrah grizzell i was happy i was actually honoured it was helping me to do better and better when you quickly put an end to all that hurrah hurrah i feel rather sorry for him if he had not told her about his book it was because she did not and never could understand what compels a man

Starting point is 09:07:41 to write one book instead of another. I had to say in the matter of the thing demanded of me that I should do it, and I had to do it. Some must write from their own experience they can make nothing of anything else. But it is to me like a chariot that won't budge. I have to assume a character, Griselle,

Starting point is 09:07:59 and then away we go. I don't attempt to explain how I write. I hate to discuss it. All I know is that those who know how it should be done can never do it. London is overrun with such, and every one of them is as cocksure as you. You have taken everything else, Griselle.

Starting point is 09:08:15 Surely you might leave me my books. Yes, everything else or nearly so. He put upon the table all the feathers he had extracted since his return to London, and they did make some little show, if less than it seemed to him. That little adventure in the park, well, if it started wrongly, it but helped to show the change in him, for he had determinedly kept away from Mrs. Jerry house he had met her once since the book came out and she had blushed exquisitely when referring to it and said how you have suffered i blame myself dreadfully yes and there was an unoccupied sofa near by and he had not sat down on it with her and continued the conversation was not that a feather and there were other ladies and without going into particulars they were several feathers between them how doggedly to punish himself

Starting point is 09:09:11 he had stuck to the company of men of sex that never interested him. But all that is nothing. I am beyond the pale. I did so monstrous a thing that I must die for it. What was this dreadful thing? When I saw you with that glove, I knew

Starting point is 09:09:27 you loved me, and that you thought I loved you, and I had not the heart to dash your joy. You don't know it, but that was the crime for which I must be exterminated. Fiend that I am. Guss of fury, came at intervals all the morning he wrote her appalling letters and destroyed them he shook his fist and snapped his fingers at her and went out for a drink having none in the house and called a hansom to take him to mrs jerry's and tore round the park again and glared at everybody he rushed on and on but the one thing you shall never do grisel is to interfere with my work i swear it do you hear in all else i am yours to mangle at your will but touch it and i am a beast at

Starting point is 09:10:11 bay and still saying such things he drew near the publishing offices of goldy and goldy and circle round them less like a beast at bay than a bird that is taking a long way to its nest and about four of the afternoon what does this odd beast or bird or fish do but stalk into goldy in goldies and order unrequited love to be withdrawn from circulation madam i have carried out your wishes and the man is hanged not thus but in words to that effect did tommy announce his deed to grezell i think you have done the right thing she wrote back and i admire you for it but he thought she did not admire him sufficiently for it and he did not answer her letter so it was the last that passed between them such is the true explanation now first published of an affair that at the time created no small stir why or withhold the book. Goldie and Goldie asked of Tommy, but he would give no reason. Why? The public asked of Goldie and Goldie, and they had to invent several. The public invented the others. The silliest were those you could know only by belonging to a club. I swear that Tommy had not foreseen the result. Quite unwittingly, the favorite of the gods had found a way again. The talk about his incomprehensible

Starting point is 09:11:40 action was the turning point in the fortunes of the book. There were already a few thousand copies in circulation, and now many thousand people wanted them. Sandy, Sandy, Sandy, Sandy's, where had the ladies heard that name before? Society woke up. Sandy's was again its hero. The traveler had to go lecturing in the provinces. The ladies, yes, and their friends, the men. there was a tommy society in mayfair that winter nearly all of the members eminent or beautiful and they held each other's hands both sexes were eligible married or single and the one rule was something about sympathy it afterwards became the souls but those in the know still call them the tommies they black-balled mrs jerry she was rather plump but her married step-daughter lady pippenworth who had been a miss Ridge Fulton was one of them. Indeed, the Ridge Fultons are among the thinnest families in the country. T. Sandys was invited to join the society, but declined, and thus never quite knew what they did,

Starting point is 09:12:51 nor can any outsider know, there being a regulation among the Tommies against telling. I believe, however, that they were a brotherhood with sisters. You had to pass an examination in unrequited love showing how you had suffered and after that either the men or the women i forget which dressed in white to the throat and then each got some others old love's hand to hold and you all sat on the floor and thought hard there may have been even more in it than this for one got to know tommy's at sight by a sort of care-worn halo round the brow and it is said that the house of commons was several times nearly counted out because so many of its middle members were holding the floor in another place. Of course, there were also the anti-tommies who called themselves rather vulgarly the tummies. Many of them were that shape. They held that, though you had loved in vain, it was no such mighty matter to boast of,

Starting point is 09:13:53 but they were poor in argument, and their only really strong card was that Mr. Sandy's was stoutish himself. Their organs in the press said that he, he was a man of true genius and slightly inclined to en bonpoint this maddened him but on the whole his return was a triumph and despite thoughts of grezell he was very very happy for he was at play again he was a boy and all the ladies were girls perhaps the lady he saw most frequently was mrs jerry's step-daughter lady pippenworth was a friend of lady rindoul and had several times visited her her at the spittle. But that was not the sole reason why Tommy so frequently drank tea with her. They had met first at a country house where one night after the ladies had retired to rest, Lady Pippenworth came stealing into the smoking-room with the tidings that there were burglars in the house. As she approached her room she had heard whispers, and then, her door being a jar, she had peeped upon the miscreants.

Starting point is 09:14:59 She had also seen a pile of her jewelry on the table and a pistol, keeping guard on top of it. There were several men in the house, but that pistol cowed all of them, save Tommy. If we could lock them in, someone suggested, but the key was on the wrong side of the door. I shall put it on the right side, Tommy said pluckily, if you others will prevent their escaping by the window. And with characteristic courage, he set off for her ladyship's room. His intention was to insert his hand, whip out the key, and lock the door on the aisle. outside a sufficiently hazardous enterprise but what does he do instead locks the door on the inside and goes for the burglars with his fists

Starting point is 09:15:44 a happy recollection of corpse famous one from the shoulder disposed at once of the man who had seized the pistol with the other gentleman tommy had a stand-up fight in which both of them took and gave but when support arrived one burglar was senseless on the floor and t sandsy was sitting on the other courageous of tommy was it not but observed the end he was left in the dining-room to take charge of his captives until morning and by and by he was exhorting them in such noble language to mend their ways that they took the measure of him and so touching were their family histories that tommy wept and untied their cords and showed them out at the front door and gave them ten shillings each and the one who begged for the honour of shaking hands with him also took his watch thus did tommy and lady pippenworth become friends but it was not this that sent him so often to her house to tea she was a beautiful woman with her reputation for having broken many hearts without damaging her own he thought it an interesting case end of chapter twenty five chapter twenty six of tommy and grezell this is a libervox recording all libervox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit livervox dot org tommy and griselle by j m barry chapter twenty six grazell all alone it was tommy who was the favorite of the gods you remember not griselle else speth wondered to see her after the publication of that book looking much as usual you know how he loved you now she said perhaps a little reproachfully yes griselle answered i know i knew before the book came out you must be sorry for him grizzell nodded but proud of him also elspeth said you have a right to be proud i am as proud griselle replied as i have a right to be something in her voice touched elspeth who was so happy that she wanted every one to be happy i want you to know griselle she said warmly that i don't blame you for not being able to love him we can't help those things nor need you blame yourself too much for i have often heard him say that artists must suffer in order to produce

Starting point is 09:18:14 beautiful things. But I cannot remember Elspeth had to admit with a sigh to David that she made any answer to that except thank you. Griselle was nearly as reticent to David himself. Once only did she break down

Starting point is 09:18:30 for a moment in his presence. It was when he was telling her that the issue of the book had been stopped. But I see you know already, he said, perhaps you even know why, though he has not given any sufficient reason to Elspeth. David had given his promise. She reminded him not to ask her any questions about Tommy.

Starting point is 09:18:51 But I don't see why I should keep it, he said bluntly, because you dislike him, she replied. Griselle, he declared, I've tried hard to like him. I have thought and thought about it, and I can't see that he is giving me any just cause to dislike him. And that, said Griselle, makes you dislike him more than ever. I know that you cared for him once. David, persistent and I know that he wanted to marry you. But she would not let him go on. David, she said, I want to give up my house. I want you to take it.

Starting point is 09:19:24 It is the real doctor's house of thrums, and people in need of you still keep ringing me up at nights. The only door to your surgery is through my passage. It is I who should be in lodgings now. Do you really think I would, Griselle, he cried indignantly. Rather than see the dear house go into another's hands, answered steadily for i am determined to leave it dr mcqueen won't feel strange when he looks down david if it is only you he sees moving about the old rooms instead of me you are doing this for me grazell and i won't have it i give you my word she told him that i'm doing it for myself alone i am tired of keeping a house and of all its worries men don't know what they are

Starting point is 09:20:10 she was smiling but his brows wrinkled in pain oh grezell he said and stopped and then he cried since when has griselle ceased to care for housekeeping she did not say since when i don't know whether she knew but it was since she and tommy had ceased to correspond david's words showed her too suddenly how she had changed and it was then that she broke down before him because she had ceased to care for housekeeping but she had her way and early in the new year david and his wife were established in their new home with all griselle's furniture except such as was needed for the two rooms rented by her from she would have liked to take away the old doctor's chair because it was the bit of him left behind when he died and then for that very reason she did not she no longer wanted him to see her always i am not so nice as i used to be and i want to keep it from you she said to the chair when she kissed her it goodbye. Was Griselle not as nice as she used to be? How can I answer? Who love her the more only? There is one, at least, Griselle, who will never desert you. Ah, but was she? I seem again to hear the warning voice of Griselle, and this time she is crying, you know I was not. She knew it so well that she could say it to herself quite calmly. She knew that with whatever repugnant she drove

Starting point is 09:21:37 those passions away they would come back yes and for a space be welcome back why do she leave gavinia's blue hearth this evening and seek the solitary den she has gone to summon them and she knows it they come thick in the den for they know the place it was there that her mother was wont to walk with them have they been waiting for you in the den griselle all this time have you found your mother's legacy at last don't think that she saw them often. It was never when she seemed to have anything to live for. Tommy would not write to her, and so did not want her to write to him. But if that bowed her head, it never made her rebel. She still had her many duties. Whatever she suffered, so long as she could say, I am helping him, she was in heart and soul the grisel of old. In his fits of remorse, which were many, he tried to produce work that would please her, thus in a heroic attempt to be practical, he wrote a political article in one of the reviews quite in the ordinary style but so much worse than the average of such things that they would never have printed it without his name he also contributed to a magazine a short tale he who could never write tales and he struck all the beautiful reflections out of it and never referred to himself once and the result was so imbecile that kindly people said there must be another writer of the name

Starting point is 09:23:05 show them to griselle to thomas wrote to elspeth in closing also some of the animad versions of the press and he met griselle to see that he could write it in his own way only but she read those two efforts with delight and said to elspeth tell him i am so proud of them elspeth thought it very nice of griselle to defend the despised in this way even elspeth had fallen asleep over the political paper she did not understand that griselle loved them because they showed tommy trying to do without his wings then another trifle by him appeared shorter even than the others but no man in england could have written it except t sandies it has not been reprinted and i forget everything about it except that its subject was love will not the friends of the man who can produce such a little masterpiece as this the journal said save him from wasting his time on lumber for the reviews and driveling tales and to to elspeth that she might show griselle this exhortation also griselle saw she was not helping him at all if he would not fight why should she oh let her fall and fall it would not take her farther from him these were the thoughts that sent her inter solitude to meet with worse ones she could not face the morrow what shall i do to-morrow she never shrank from to-day it had its duties it could be got through but to-morrow was a never-ending road oh how could she get through to-morrow her great friend at this time was corp because he still retained his faith in tommy she could always talk of to tommy how loyal corp was he still referred to to Tommy as him, Gavinia, much distressed, read aloud to corp a newspaper attack on the

Starting point is 09:24:58 political article, and all he said was he'll find a way. He's found it, he went upstairs to announce to Griselle when the praises of the little masterpiece arrived. Yes, I know, Corp, she answered quietly. She was sitting by the window where the plant was. Tommy had asked her to take care of it without telling her why. Something in her appearance troubled the hulking, blundering man. could not have told what it was i think it was simply this that griselle no longer sat erect in her chair i'm nay in easy in my mind about griselle he said that evening to gavinia there's something queery about her though i cannot bottom

Starting point is 09:25:38 yea said givinia with mild contempt he continued pulling at his pipe grunting as if in pleasant pain which was the way corpse smoked i could see she is no pleased though he has found a wry he said what pleasure should she be able to suck out of his keeping ding ding danging on about that woman retorted gavinia what woman the london beseum that gave him the go by was there such a woman corp cry of course there was and it's her that he's i writing about havers givinia is griselle he's i writing about and it was griselle that gave him the go by its town talk but whatever the time might say gavinia stuck to her opinion griselle's no nears so neat in her dressing as she was she informed corp and her hair is no eye-tidy and that bonnet she was in yesterday did not set her i've noticed it cried corp i've noticed it this while back though i did not ken i had noticed it giviniit i wonder what can be the reason it's because nobody cares givinit replied sadly trust one woman to know another we a care said corp stoutly were as nothing corp when he does not care. She's fond of him, man. Of course, she is in a why. Why is the woman that could help it? There's many a woman that could help it, said Gavinia tartly for the honor of her sex, but she's no of them. To be candid, Gavini was not one of them herself. I'm thinking she's terrible, fond of him,

Starting point is 09:27:12 she said, and I'm not sure that he has treated her wheel. Woman, take care, say a word again, him, and I'll middle you. Corp, thundered, and she desisted in fear. But he made her re-read the little essay to him in installments, and at the end he said victoriously, you blathering critter, there's no such woman, it's just another, oh, his ploys. He marched upstales to Griselle with the news,

Starting point is 09:27:40 and she listened kindly, I'm sure you are right, she said, you understand him better than any one of them, Corp, and it was true. He thought he had settled the whole matter. He was burning to be downstairs to take, tell gavinia that these things needed only a man and so you'll be yourself again griselle he said with great relief she had not seen that he was aiming at her until now and it touched her am i so different corp not at all he assured her delicately but she was maybe no quite so neatly dressed as she used to be and her hair wasna braided back so smooth and he did not think that bennet quite said her gavinia has been saying that to you i noticed it my myself griselle i'm a terrible noticeer perhaps you are right she said reflecting after looking at herself for the first time for some days but to think of your caring corp i care most bickety he replied with terrific earnestness i must try to satisfy you then she said smiling but corp please don't discuss me with gavinia this request embarrassed him for soon again he did not know how to act there was griselle's strange behaviour with the child

Starting point is 09:28:52 for instance. No, I won't come down to see him today, Corp, she had said. Somehow children weary me. Such words from Griselle, his mouth would not shut, and he could say nothing. Forgive, Corp, she cried remorsefully, and ran downstairs, and with many a passionate caress, asked forgiveness of the child. Corp followed her, and for the moment he thought he must have been dreaming upstairs. I wish I saw you, weirms your own, Gersel, he said, looking on in trance, but she gave him such a pitiful smile but he could not get it out of his head deprived of grvinia's counsel and afraid to hurt elspeth he sought out the doctor and said bluntly to him how is it he never writes to griselle she misses him terrible

Starting point is 09:29:37 so david thought griselle's dejection is becoming common talk damn him he said in a gust of fury but this was too much for a loyal corp damn you he roared but in his heart he knew that the doctor was a just man and henceforth when he was meaning to comfort grisel he was often seeking comfort for himself he did it all with elaborate cunning to prevent her guessing that he was disturbed about her asked permission to sit with her before instance because he was dull downstairs mentioned as a ludicrous thing that there were people who believed tommy could treat a woman badly and waited anxiously for the reply oh he was transparent was court but you may be sure griselle never let him know that she saw through him tommy could not be blamed she pointed out, though he did not care for some woman who perhaps cared for him. Exactly, said Corp, and if he seemed, Griselle went on with momentary bitterness to treat her badly, it could be only because she had made herself cheap. That's it, said Corp cheerfully, then he added hurriedly, no, that's no it at all. She's the last to make herself cheap.

Starting point is 09:30:46 Then he saw that this might put Griselle on the scent. Of course, there is no sick woman, he said Art. but if there it was he would make it aright she might not see how it was to be done but can and what a critter he whiz she maum be sure he would find a why she would never lose hope and then if griselle did not appease him instantly he would say appealingly i cannot think less of him grosell no it would mak me just terrible lo grisle he would cry sternly did not tell me to think less of that laddie then when she had reassured him he would recall the many instances in which time as a boy had found a way did we ever ken he was finding it griselle till he did find it many a time i says to myself says i all is over and sign next minute that holy look comes over his face and he stretches out his legs like as if he was riding on a horse and all that ken's him says he has found a why if i was a woman know that there is such a woman i would say to myself he was never beat i would say when he was a laddie and it's no likely he'll be beat when he's a man and i wouldn't sit looking at the fire with my hands farted nor would i forget to keep my hair neat and i would wear the frock that set me best and i would play in my old bonny why with barons for says i to myself i'm sure to hay barons on my ain some day and but grizzell cried don't corp don't i winna he answered miserably no i winna forgive me grizzell i think i'm be stepping and then when he got as far as the door he would say i cannot do it griselle i'm just terrible a way for the woman if such a woman there be but i cannot think ill o him

Starting point is 09:32:33 him humana spirit o me he was much brightened by a reflection that came to him one day in church here have i been blaming him for no finding a why and very like he does not can we want him to find a why how to inform tommy without letting griselle know she had tried twice long ago to teach him to write but he found it harder on the wrists than the heaviest luggage it was not safe for him even to think of the extra twirl that turned an m into an m without first removing any nick-macks that might be about nevertheless he now proposed a third set to and greselle acquiesced though she thought it but another of his inventions to keep her from brooding the number of words in the english tongue excited him and he often lost all by not confining the chase to one like a dog after rabbits. Fortunately he knew which words he wanted to bag. Change at tilly drum, tickets, show your tickets and the like. He much enjoyed meeting in the flesh, so to speak. Let's see. Find a wry, Grizzell, he would say. Aye, aye, and is that the critter? As soon as the sly fellow could write it or at least draw it. He affected an ambition to write a letter to his son on that gentleman's first birthday. And so let's see what I send you these few

Starting point is 09:33:50 scrapes is like, Roselle. She assured him that this is not essential in correspondence, but all the letters he had ever heard read aloud began thus, and he got his way. Anon Master's Shyach was surprised and gratified to receive the following epistle. My dear sir, I send you these few scrapes to tell you, as you have found a way to be a year of age the morn. All tickets ready in which Gavignia joins, so no more at present I am, sir your obedient father corp shiach the fame of this letter went abroad but not a soul knew of the next it said my dear sir i send you these few scrapes to tell you as griselle needs cheering out kindly obliged by finding a way sir no more at present i am sir your obedient servant corp shiach to his bewilderment this produced no effect though only because tommy never got it and he wrote again more sternly requesting his hero to find a way immediately he was waiting restlessly for the answer at a time when elspeth called on griselle to tell her of something beautiful that tommy had done he had been very ill for nearly a fortnight it appeared but had kept it from her to save her anxiety just think griselle all the time he was in bed with bronchitis he was writing me cheerful letters every other day

Starting point is 09:35:11 pretending there was nothing the matter with him he is better now i have heard about it from a mrs jerry a lady whom i knew in london and who has nursed him in the kindest way but this same mrs jerry had opened corpse's letters and destroyed them as of no importance he would never have mentioned it himself how like him grezell you remember i made him promise before he went back to london that if he was ill he would let me know at once so that i could go to him but he is so considered he would not give me pain he wrote those letters griselle when he was gasping for breath but she seemed quite unmoved elspeth said sadly to her husband afterwards unmoved yes griselle remained apparently unmoved until elspeth had gone but then the torture she endured oh cruel cruel she cried and she could neither stand nor sit she flung herself down before the fire and rocked this way and that in a paroxysm of woe oh cruel cruel it was tommy it was tommy who was cruel to be ill near to dying apparently and not to send her word she could never never have let him go had he not made that promise to elspeth and he kept it thus oh wicked wicked you would have gone to him at once elspeth you who are you that talks of going to him as you're right he is not yours i tell you he is mine he is mine alone it is i who would go to him who is this woman that dares take my place by his side when he is ill she rose to go to him to drive away all others i am sure that was what gave her strength to rise but she sank to the floor again and her passion lasted for hours and through the night she was crying to god that she would be brave no more in her despair she hoped he heard her her mood had not changed when david came to see her next morning to admit too that tommy seemed to have done an unselfish thing in concealing his illness from them

Starting point is 09:37:13 grizzell nodded but he thought she was looking strangely reckless he had a message from elspeth tommy had asked her to let him know whether the plant was flourishing so you and he don't correspond now david said with his old puzzled look no was all her answer to that the plant she thought was dead she had not indeed paid much attention to it of late but she showed it to david and he said it would revive if more carefully tended he also told her it's rather pathetic pathetic history which was new to griselle and of the talk at the wedding which had led to to tommy's taking pity on it fellow-feeling i suppose he said lightly you see they both blossomed prematurely the words were forgotten by him as soon as spoken but groselle sat on with them for they were like a friend or was it an enemy who had come to tell her strange things yes the doctor was right now she knew why tommy had loved this plant of the way in which he would sit looking wistfully at it almost nursing it she had been told by aaron he had himself begged her to tend it lovingly fellow-feeling the doctor was shrewder than he thought well what did it matter to her all that day she would do nothing for the plants but in the middle of the night she rose and ran to it and hugged it and for a time she was afraid to look at it by lamplight lest tommy was dead whether she had never been asleep that night or had awakened for her whether she had never been asleep that night or had awakened from a dream she never knew but she ran to the plant thinking it and tommy were as one and that they must die together no such thought had ever crossed his mind but it seemed to her that she had been told it by him and she lit her fire to give the plant warmth and often desisted to presid to her bosom the heat seemed to come so reluctantly from the fire

Starting point is 09:39:07 this idea that his fate was bound up with that of the plant took strange possession of the once practical griselle it was as if some of tommy's nature had passed into her to help her break the terrible monotony of the days and from that time there was no ailing child more passionately tended than the plant and as spring advanced it began once more to put forth new leaves and griselle also seemed glorified again she was her old self dark shapes still lingered for her in the den but she avoided them and if they tried to enter into her she struggled with them and cast them out as she saw herself able to fight and win once more her pride returned to her and one day she could ask david joyously to give her a present of the old doctor's chair and she could kneel by its side and say to it you can watch me always i am just as i used to be seeing her once more the incarnation of vigor and content singing gaily to his child and as eager to be at her duties betimes as a morning in may corp grunted with delight and was a hero for not telling her that it was he who had passed tommy the word for of course tommy had done it all somebody has found a why griselle he would say chuckling and she smiled in agreement and she smiled in agreement and yet says he puzzled i've watched a new henna ha'n a letter frae him it defies the face of clay to find out how he has managed it oh the critter i i s'pose you didn't want to tell me what it is that has licted you up again she could not tell him for it was a compact she had made with one who did not sign it i shall cease to be bitter and despairing and wicked and try every moment of my life to be good and do good so long as my plant flirt

Starting point is 09:41:01 but if it withers then i shall go to him i don't care what happens i shall go to him it was the middle of june when she first noticed that the plant was beginning to droop end of chapter twenty six chapter twenty seven of to tommy and this is the livervox recording all libervox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit livervox dot org tommy and griselle by j m berry chapter twenty seven griselle's journey nothing could have been less expected in the beginning of may its leaves had lost something of their greenness the plant seemed to be hesitating but she coaxed it over the hill and since then it had scarcely needed her hand almost light-headedly it hurried into its summer clothes and new buds broke out on it like smiles at the fascinating thought that there was to be a tomorrow. Griselle's plant had never been so brave in its little life when suddenly it turned back. That was the day on which Elspeth and David were leaving for a fortnight's holiday with his relatives by the sea, for Elspeth needed and was getting special devotion just now, and Griselle knew why.

Starting point is 09:42:28 She was glad they were going. It was well that they should not be there to ask questions if she also must set forth on a journey. For more than a week she waited and everything she could do for her plant, she did. She watched it so carefully that she might have deceived herself into believing that it was standing still only had there been no nighttime. She thought she had not perhaps been sufficiently good, and she tried to be more ostentatiously satisfied with her lot. never had she forced herself to work quite so hard for others as in those few days and then when she came home it had drooped a little more when she was quite sure that it was dying she told corp she was going to london by that night's train he is ill corp and i must go to him ill but how had he let her know he has found a way she said with a tremulous smile he wanted her to

Starting point is 09:43:32 telegraph, but no, she would place no faith in telegrams. At least she could telegraph to Elspeth and the doctor. One of them would go. It is I who am going, she said quietly, I can't wait any longer. It was a promise, Corp. He loves me. They were the only word, she said, which suggests that there was anything strange about Griselle at this time.

Starting point is 09:43:57 Corp saw how determined she was when she revealed incidentally, that she had drawn a sum of money out of the bank a week ago to be ready what will folk say he cried you can tell givinea the truth when i am gone she told him she will know better than you what to say to other people and that was some comfort to him for it put the burden of invention upon his wife so it was corp who saw grezell off he was in great distress himself about tommy but he kept a courageous face for her and his last words flung in at the carriage window were now dinah be downhearted i neen down-hearted myself for we're very sure he'll find her why and grizzell smiled and nodded and the train turned the bend that shuts out the little town of thrums the town vanishes quickly but the quarry we howled it out of stands grim and red watching the train for many a mile of grezell's journey to london there are no particulars to tell she was wearing her brown jacket and her fur cap because tommy had liked them and she sat straight and stiff all the way she had never been in the train since she was a baby except two or three times to tilly drum and she thought this was the right way to sit always when the train stopped which was at long intervals she put her head out at the window and asked if this was the train to london every step a train stops at in the middle of the night is the infernal regions and she shuddered to hear lost souls clanking their chains which is what a milk can becomes on its way to the van

Starting point is 09:45:41 but still she asked if this was the train to london when fellow-passengers addressed her she was very modest and cautious in her replies sometimes a look of extraordinary happiness of radiance passed over her face and may have puzzled them it was part of the thought that however ill he might be she was to see him now she did not see him as soon as she expected for at the door of tommy's lodgings they told her that he had departed suddenly for the continent about a week ago he was to send an address by and by to which letters could be forwarded was he quite well when he went away grezell asked shaking the landlady and her daughter thought he was rather piquish but he had not complained he went away for his health griselle informed them and he was very ill now oh could they not tell her where he was all she knew was that he was very ill i am engaged to be married to him she said with dignity without this strange certainty that tommy loved her at last she could not have trod the road which faced her now even when she had left the house where at their suggestion she was to call to-morrow she found herself wondering at once what he would like her to do now and she went straight to a hotel and had her box sent to it from the station and she remained there all day because she thought that this was what he was what he was what he had had her box sent to it from the station and she remained there all day because she thought that this was what he was what he would like her to do she sat bolt upright on a cane chair in her bedroom praying to god with her eyes open she was begging him to let tommy tell her where he was and promising to return home at once if he did not need her next morning they showed her at his lodgings two lines in a newspaper which said that he was ill with bronchitis at the hotel crone bad platin in switzerland it may have been

Starting point is 09:47:41 been an answer to her prayer as she thought but we know now how the paragraph got into print on the previous evening the landlady had met mr pym on the ladder of an omnibus and told him before they could be plucked apart of the lady who knew that mr sandys was ill it must be bronchitis again pym was much troubled he knew that the crone at bad platon had been tommy's destination he talked that day and one of the company was a reporter which accounts for the paragraph griselle found out how she could get to bad plotten she left her box behind her at the cloak-room of the railway station where i suppose it was sold years afterwards from dover she sent a telegram to to tommy saying i am coming grizzell on entering the train at calais she had a railway journey of some thirty hours broken by two changes only she could speak a little french but all the use she made of it was to ask repeatedly if she was in the right train an english lady who travelled with her for many hours woke up now and again to notice that this quiet prim-looking girl was always sitting erect with her hand on her umbrella as if ready to leave the train at any moment the lady pointed out some of the beauties of the scenery to her and grezell tried to listen i am afraid you are unhappy her companion said at last that is not why i am crying griselle said i think i am crying because i am so hungry the stranger gave her sandwiches and claret as cold as the rivers that race the train and griselle told her quite frankly why she was going to badplotten she did not tell his name only that he was ill and that she was engaged to him and he had sent for her she believed it all the lady was very sympathetic and gave her information about the diligence by which she was very sympathetic and gave her information about the diligence by which

Starting point is 09:49:41 which the last part of Grisel's journey must be made, and also said, you must not neglect your meals, if only for his sake, for how can you nurse him back to health if you arrive at bad plot and ill yourself? Consider his distress if he were to be told that you were in the end, but not able to go to him. Oh, Griselle cried, rocking her arms for the first time since she knew her plant was drooping, she promised to be very practical henceforth, so as to have strength, to take her place by his side at once. It was strange that she, who was so good a nurse, had forgotten these things, so strange that it alarmed her, as if she feared that without being able to check herself, she was turning into some other person.

Starting point is 09:50:30 The station where she alighted was in a hubbub of life. Everyone seemed to leave the train. here and to resent the presence of all the others they were mostly english the men hung back as if now that there was business to be done in some foolish tongue they had better leave the ladies to do it many of them seemed prepared if there was dissension to disown their womankind and run for it they looked haughty and nervous such of them as had tried to shave in the train were boasting of it and holding handkerchiefs to their chins the ladies were moving about in a masterful way carrying bunches of keys when they had done everything the men went and stood by their sides again outside the station buses and carriages were innumerable and everybody was shouting but grezile saw that nearly all her fellow-passengers were hurrying by foot or conveyance to one spot all desirous of being there first and she thought it must be the place where the diligence started from and pressed on with them it proved to be a hotel where they all wanted the best bedroom and many of them had telegraphed for it and they gathered round a man in uniform and demanded that room of him but he treated them as if they were little dogs and he was not the platter and soon they were begging for a room on the fourth floor at the back and swelling with triumph if they got it the scrimmage was still going on when griselle slipped out of the hotel having learned that the diligence would not start until the father

Starting point is 09:52:04 morning. It was still early in the afternoon. How could she wait until tomorrow? Bad Platon was forty miles away. The road was pointed out to her. It began to climb at once. She was to discover that for more than 30 miles it never ceased to climb. She sat down, hesitating on a little bridge that spanned a horrible rushing white stream. Poets have sung the glories of that stream, but it sent a shiver through her. On all sides she was caged in by a ring of splendid mountains but she did not give them one admiring glance there is a special spot where the guide-books advise you to stop for a moment to do it her one passionate desire was to fling out her arms and knock them over she had off and walked twenty miles in a day in a hill country too without feeling tired and there seemed no reason why she should not set off now there were many ends on the way she was told where she could pass them night there she could get the diligence next day this would not bring her any sooner to him than if she waited here until to-morrow but how could she sit still till to-morrow she must be moving she seemed to have been sitting still for an eternity

Starting point is 09:53:21 i must not do anything rash she told herself carefully i must arrive at that platon able to sit down beside him the moment i have taken off my jacket oh without waiting to take off my jacket she went into the hotel and ate some food just to show herself how careful she had become about three o'clock she set off she had a fierce desire to get away from that heartless white stream and the crack of whips and the doleful pine woods and at first she walked very quickly but she never got away from them for they marched with her it was not that day but the next that grezell thought anything was marching with her that day her head was quite clear and she kept her promise to herself and as soon as she felt tired she stopped for the night at a village inn but when she awoke very early next morning she seemed to have forgotten that she was to travel the rest of the way by diligence for after a slight meal she started off again on foot and she was walking all day she passed through many villages so like each other that in time she thought they might be the same there was always a monster in whence one carriage was departing as another drove up and there was a great stone water-tank in which women drew their washing back and forward and there was always a big yellow dog that barked fiercely and then giggled and at the doors of painted houses children stood you knew they were children by their size only the one person she spoke to that day was a child who offered her a bunch of wild flowers no one was looking and grezell kissed her and then hurried on the carriage passed and repassed her there must have been a hundred of them but in time they became one no sooner had it disappeared in dust in front of her than she heard the crack of its whip behind it was a glorious day of sweltering sun but she was bewildered now and did not open the umbrella with which she was

Starting point is 09:55:19 she had shielded her head yesterday in the foreground was always the same white road on both sides the same pine wood laughing with wild flowers the same roaring white stream from somewhere near came the tinkle of cow-bells far away on heights if she looked up were villages made of match-boxes she saw what were surely the same villages if she looked down or the one was the reflection of the other in the sky above or in the valley below they stood out so vividly that they might have been within arm's reach they were so small that she felt she could extinguish them with her umbrella near them was the detestably picturesque castle perched upon a bracket everywhere was that loathly waterfall here and there were squares of cultivated land that looked like door-mats flung out upon the hillsides the huge mountains raised their jagged heads through the snow and were so sharp edge that they might be might have been clipped out of cardboard the sky was blue without a flaw but lost clouds crawled like snakes between heaven and earth all day the sun scorched her but the night was nipping cold from early morn till evening she climbed to get away from them but they all marched with her they waited while she slept she woke up in an inn and could have cried with delight because she saw nothing but bare walls but as soon as she reached the door there they all were ready for her an hour after she set off she again reached that door and she stopped at it to ask if this was the inn where she had passed the night everything had turned with her two squalls of sudden rain drenched her that day and she forced her way through the first but sought a covering from the second it was then afternoon and she was passing through a village by a lake since grizzell's time monster hotels have trampled the village to death and the shuddering lake reflects all day the most hideous of caravanseries flung together as with a giant shovel in one of the loveliest spots on earth

Starting point is 09:57:27 even then some of the hotels had found it out grezell drew near to two of them and saw wet halls full of open umbrellas which covered the floor and looked like great beetles these buildings were too formidable and she dragged herself past them she came to a garden of hops and evergreens wet chairs were standing in the deserted walks and here and there was a little arbor she went into one of these arbers and sat down and soon slid to the floor the place was st gian some miles from bad platten but one of the umbrellas she had seen was to tommy's others belonged to mrs jerry and lady pippenworth end of chapter twenty seven chapter twenty eight of tommy and grezell this is a librivox recording all libervox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox dot org tommy and grezell by j m barry chapter twenty eight two of them when tommy started impulsively on what proved to be his only continental trip he had expected to join mrs jerry and her step-daughter at bad they had been there for a fortnight and the place is a dream mrs jerry had said in the letter pressing him to come but it was at san jean that she met the diligence and told him to descend bad plot and she explained was a horror her fuller explanation was that she was becoming known there as the round lady now am i as round as all that she said plaintively to tommy mrs jerry he replied with emotion you must not ask me what i think of you he always treated her with extraordinary respect and chivalry now and it awed her

Starting point is 09:59:26 she had looked too round because she was in the company of lady pippenworth every one seemed to be too round or too large by the sight of that gifted lady who somehow never looked too thin she knew her power when there were women in the room whom she disliked she merely went and stood beside them in the gyrations of the dance the onlooker would momentarily lose sight of her she came and went like a blinking candle men could not dance with her without its being said that they were getting stout there is nothing they dislike so much yet they did dance with her tommy having some slight reason was particularly sensitive about references to his figure yet it was lady pippenworth who had drawn him to switzerland what was her strange attraction calmly considered she was preposterously thin but men at least could not think merely of her thinness unless when walking with her they became fascinated by its shadow on the ground she was tall and had a very clear pale complexion and light brown hair light brown too were her heavy eyelashes which were famous for being black tipped as if a brush had touched them though it had not she made play with her eyelashes as with a fan and sometimes the upper and lower seemed to entangle for a moment and be in difficulties from which you wanted to extricate them in the tenderest manner. And the more you wanted to help her, the more disdainfully she looked at you,

Starting point is 10:01:04 yet though she looked disdainful, she also looked helpless. Now we have the secret of her charm. This helpless disdain was the natural expression of her face, and I am sure she fell asleep with a curl of the lip. Her scorn of men so maddened them that they could not keep away from her, damn they said under their breath and rushed to her if rumour is to be believed sir harry pippenworth proposed to her in a fury brought on by the sneer with which she had surveyed his family portraits i know nothing more of sir harry except that she called in pips which seems to settle him they will be calling me the round gentleman tommy said ruefully to her that evening as he strolled with her towards the lake and indeed he was looking stout mrs jerry did not accompany them she wanted to be seen with her trying step-daughter as little as possible and tommies had been the happy proposal that he should attend them alternately fling away my own figure to save yours he had said gallantly to mrs jerry

Starting point is 10:02:15 do you mind lady pippenworth asked i mind nothing he replied so long as i am with you he had not meant to begin so near the point where the point where the point where the point where the-i mind nothing-and-wreth asked i mind nothing he replied so long as i am with you he had not meant to begin so near the point where they had last left off he had meant to begin much farther back but an irresistible desire came over him to make sure that she really did permit him to say this sort of thing her only reply was a flutter of the little fans and a most contemptuous glance alice said tommy in the old way well you don't understand what it is to me to say alice again many people call me alice but they have a right to i supposed you thought you had a right to also no said tommy that is why i do it she strolled on more scornful and helpless than ever apparently it did not matter what one said to lady pippenworth her pout kept it within the proprieties there was a magnificent sunset that evening which died of snow-topped mountain pink that is what i came all the way from london to see tommy remarked after they had gazed at it i hope you feel repaid she said a little tartly you mistake my meaning he replied i'd heard of these wonderful sunsets and an intense desire came over me to see you looking disdainfully at them yes i feel amply repaid did you notice alice or was it but a fancy of my own, that when he had seen the expression on your face, the sun quite slunk away.

Starting point is 10:03:54 I wonder you don't do so also, she retorted. She had no sense of humor, and was rather stupid, so it is no wonder that the men ran after her. I am more gallant than the sun, said he, if I had been up there in its place, Alice, and you had been looking at me, I could never have said. she pouted contemptuously which meant i think that she was well pleased yet though he seemed to be complimenting her she was not sure of him she had never been sure of tommy nor indeed he of her which was probably why they were so interested in each other still do you know tommy said what i have told you is really at least half the truth if i did not come here to see you disdaining the sun i think i did come to see you disdaining me ah is it not if true that a man should travel so far to see a lip curl up you don't seem to know what brought you she said it seems so monstrous he replied musing oh yes i am quite certain that the curl of the lip is responsible for my being here it kept sending me constant telegrams but what i want to know is do i come for the pleasure of the thing or for the pain do i like your disdain alice or does it make me writhe am i here to beg you to do it again or to defy it which are you doing now she inquired i had hoped he said with a sigh that you could tell me that

Starting point is 10:05:27 on another occasion they reached the same point in this discussion i went a little beyond it it was on a wet afternoon too when tommy had vowed to himself to mend his ways that disdainful look is you he told her and i admire it more than anything in nature and yet, Alice, and yet, well, she answered coldly, but not moving, though he had come suddenly too near her. They were on a private veranda of the hotel, and she was lolling in a wicker chair, and yet, he said intensely, I am not certain that I would not give the world to have the power to drive that look from your face. That, I begin to think, is what brought me here. But you are not sure, she said, with a shrug of the shoulder, It stung him into venturing further than he had ever gone with her before. Not too gently, he took her head in both his hands and forced her to look up at him.

Starting point is 10:06:26 She submitted without a protest. She was disdainful, but helpless. Well, she said again, he withdrew his hands, and she smiled mockingly. If I thought, he cried with sudden passion and stopped. you think a great deal don't you she said she was going now if i thought there was any blood in your veins you icy woman or in your own said she but she said it a little fiercely and he noticed that alice cried i know now it is to drive that look from your face that i am here she curtsied from the door she was quite herself again but for that moment she had been made moved he was convinced of it and his first feeling was of exultation as in an achievement i don't know what you are doing just now lady pippenworth but my compliments to you and t sandy's is swelling there followed on this exultation another feeling as sincere devout thankfulness that he had gone no further he drew deep breaths of relief over his escape but he knew that he had not himself to thank

Starting point is 10:07:44 his friends the little sprites had done it in return for the amusement he seemed to give them they had stayed him in the nick of time but not earlier it was quite as if they wanted tommy to have his fun first so often they had saved him from being spitted how could he guess that the great catastrophe was fixed for to-night and that henceforth they were to sit round him counting his wriggles as if this new treatment of him tickled them even more than the other but he was too clever not to know that they might be fattening him for some very special feast and his thanks took the form of a vow to need their help no more to-morrow he would begin to climb the mountains around st if he danced attendance on her dangerous ladyship again mrs jerry should be there also and he would walk circumspectly between them like a man with jives upon his wrists he was in the midst of all the details of these reforms when suddenly he looked at himself thus occupied and laughed bitterly he had so often come upon tommy making grand resolves he stopped operations and sat down beside them no one could have wished more heartily to be anybody else or have had less hope he had not even the excuse of being passionately drawn to this woman he remembered that she had never interested him until he heard of her effect upon other men her reputation as a dualist whose defence none of his sex could pass had led to his wondering what they saw in her and he had dressed himself in their sentiments and so approached her.

Starting point is 10:09:28 There were times in her company when he forgot that he was wearing borrowed garments, when he went on flame, but he always knew as now upon reflection. Nothing seemed easier at this moment than to fling them aside. With one jerk they were on the floor. Obviously it was only vanity that had inspired him, and vanity was satisfied, the easier, therefore, to stop. Would you like to make the woman, an unhappy, Tommy? You know you would not. You have somewhere about you one of the softest hearts

Starting point is 10:10:02 in the world. Then desist, be satisfied that you did thaw her once, and grateful that she so quickly froze again. I am indeed, I am, he responds. No one could have himself better in hand for the time being than I, and if a competition and morals were now going on, I should certainly take the metal. But I cannot speak for myself an hour in advance. I make a vow, as I have done so often before, but it does not help me to know what I may be at before the night is out. When his disgust with himself was at its height, he suddenly felt like a little god. His new book had come into view. He flicked a finger at his reflection in a mirror. That for you, he said defiantly, at least I can write. I can write at last.

Starting point is 10:10:54 the manuscript lay almost finished at the bottom of his trunk it could not easily have been stolen for one hour without his knowing just when he was about to start on a walk with one of the ladies he would run upstairs to make sure that it was still there he made sure by feeling and would turn again at the door to make sure by looking miser never listened to the crispness of bank-notes with more avidity woman never spent more time in shutting and shutting and opening her jewel-box i can write at last he knew that comparatively speaking he had never been able to write before he remembered the fuss that had been made about his former books pooh he said addressing them contemptuously once more he drew his beloved manuscript from its hiding-place he did not mean to read only to fondle but his eye chancing to fall on a special passage two hours afterwards he was interrupted by the dinner-gonged he returned the pages to the box and wiped his eyes while dressing hurriedly he remembered with languid interest that lady pippenworth was staying in the same hotel there were a hundred or more at dinner and they were all saying the same thing where have you been to-day really but the lower path is shadier is this your first visit the glacier is very nice were you caught in the rain the view from the top is very nice after all the rain lays the dust They give you two sweets at Bad Plot and an ice on Sunday. The sunset is very nice.

Starting point is 10:12:29 The poolet is very nice. The hotel is open during the summer months only, but probably the chairs in the dining room and the knives and forks in their basket make these remarks to each other every evening throughout the winter. Being a newcomer, Tommy had not been placed beside either of his friends who sat apart because Mrs. Jerry said she calls me Mama, and I'm not going to stand.

Starting point is 10:12:54 that for some time he gave thought to neither of them he was engrossed in what he had been reading and it turned him into a fine and magnanimous character when gradually her ladyship began to flit among his reflections it was not to disturb them but because she harmonized he wanted to apologize to her the apology grew in grace as the dinner progressed it was so charmingly composed that he was profoundly stirred by it the opportunity came presently in the hall where it is customary after dinner to lounge or stroll if you are afraid of the night air or if you do not care for music you can go into the drawing-room and listen to the piano i am sure mamma is looking for you everywhere lady pippenworth said when tommy took a chair beside her it is her evening you know surely you would not drive me away he replied with a languishing air and then smiled at himself for he was done with this sort of thing lady pippenworth said he firmly it needs firmness when of late you have been saying alice well i have been thinking tommy began i am sure you have she said i have been thinking he went on determinedly that i played a poor part this afternoon i had no right to say what i said to you as far as i can remember she answered you did not say very much it is like your generosity lady pippenworth he said to make light of it and let us be frank i made love to you any one looking at his expressionless face and her lazy disdain and there were many in the hall would have guessed that their talk was of where were you to-day and what should i do to-morrow you don't really mean that her ladyship said incredulous think mr sandies before you tell me anything more are you sure you are not confusing me with mamma i did it said tommy remorsefully in my absence she asked when you were with me on the veranda her eyes opened to their widest so surprised that the lashes had no time for their usual play

Starting point is 10:15:09 was that what you call making love mr sandy she inquired i call a spade a spade and now you are apologising to me i understand if you can in the goodness of your heart forgive me lady pippenworth oh i do she said heartily i do but how stupid you must have thought me not even to know i feel that it is i who ought to apologise what a number of ways there seem to be of making love and yours is such an odd way now to apologise for playing a poor part is one thing and to put up with the charge of playing a part poorly is quite quite a part another. Nevertheless, he kept his temper. You have discovered an excellent way of punishing me, he said manfully, and I submit. Indeed, I admire you the more, so I am paying you a compliment when I whisper that I know you knew. But she would not have it. You are so strangely dense tonight. She said, surely, if I had known, I would have stopped you. You forget that I am a married woman, she added, remembering Pips rather late in the day. There might be other reasons,

Starting point is 10:16:19 why you did not stop me he replied impulsively such as well you you might have wanted me to go on he blurted it out so said she slowly you are apologizing to me for not going on i implore you lady pippenworth tommy said in much distress not to think me capable of that if i moved you for a moment i am far from boasting of it it makes me only the more anxious to do what is best for you you this was not the way it had shaped during dinner and tommy would have acted wisely had he now gone out to cool his head if you move me she repeated interrogatively but with the best intentions he continued to flounder believe me he implored her had i known it could be done i should have checked myself but they always insist that you are an iceberg and am i so much to blame if that look of hauteur deceive me with the rest oh dear lady disdain he said warmly in answer to one of her most freezing glances it deceives me no longer from that moment i knew you had a heart and i was shamed as noble a heart has ever beat in woman he added he always tended to add generous bits when he found it coming out well does the man think i am in love with him was lady disdain's inadequate reply no no indeed he assured her earnestly i'm not so vain as to think that nor so selfish as to wish it but if for a moment you were moved but i was not said she stamping her shoe his dander began to rise as they say in the north but he kept grip of politeness if you were moved for a moment lady pippenworth he went on in a slightly more determined voice i am far from saying that it was so but if but as i was not she said it was no use but putting things prettily to her when she snapped you up in this way you know you were he said reproachfully i assure you said she i don't know what you are talking about but apparently it is something dreadful so perhaps one of us ought to go away

Starting point is 10:18:36 as he did not take this hint she opened a tattered tautch knits which was lying at her elbow they are always lying at your elbow in a swiss hotel with the first pages missing tommy watched her gloomily this is unworthy of you he said what is he was not quite sure but as he sat there misgivings entered his mind and began to gnaw was it all a mistake of his undeniably he did think too much after all had she not been moved sedeath his restlessness made her look up it must be a great load off your mind she said with gentle laughter to know that your apology was unnecessary it is a great load of your mind she said with gentle laughter to know that your apology was unnecessary it is a it is tommy said it is death she resumed her book so this was how one was rewarded for a generous impulse he felt very bitter so so he said inwardly also very well very well then he turned upon himself serve you right he said brutally better stick to your books thomas for you know nothing about women to think for one moment that he had moved her that streak of marble moved he fell to watching her again as if she were some troublesome sentence that needed licking into shape as she bent impertinently over her book she was an insult to man all tommy's interest in her revives she infuriated him alice he whispered do keep quiet till i finish this chapter she begged lazily it brought him at once to the boiling-point alice he said fervently she had noticed the change in his voice. People are looking, she said, without moving a muscle. There was some subtle flattery to him in the warning, but he could not ask for more. For just that Mrs. Jerry came in, she was cloaked for the garden, and he had to go with her sulkily. At the door, she observed that the ground was still wet. Are you wearing your galoshes, said he, brightening? You must get them, Mrs. Jerry, I insist. She hesitated. Her room was on the third floor. It is very good of you to be so thoughtful of

Starting point is 10:20:49 me she said but but i have no right to try to take care of you he interposed in a melancholy voice it is true let us go i shan't be two minutes said mrs jerry in a flutter and went off hastily for her goloshes while he looked fondly after her at the turn of the stair she glanced back and his eyes were still begging her to hurry it was a gracious memory to her in the after years for she never saw him again as soon as she had gone he returned to the hall and taking from a peg a cloak with a mother goose hood brought it to lady pippenworth who had watched her mamma trip upstairs did i say i was going out she asked yes said tommy and she rose to let him put the elegant thing round her she was one of those dangerous women who looked their best when you are helping them to put on their cloaks now he instructed her pull the hood over your head is it so is that she said obeying i want you to wear it he answered what he meant was that she never looked quite so impudent as in her hood and his vanity insisted that she should be armed to the teeth before they resumed hostilities the red light was in his eyes as he drew her into the garden where grezell lay End of Chapter 28. Chapter 29 of Tommy and Griselle. This is a Librevox recording.

Starting point is 10:22:28 All Librevox recording are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librevox.org. Recording by Francesca Powell. Tommy and Griselle by J. M. Berri. The Red Light It was an evening without stars, but fair. sufficient wind to make her ladyship cling haughtily to his arms as they turned corners. Many of the visitors were in the garden, some grouped around the quartet of gaily attired minustrels,

Starting point is 10:23:00 but more sitting in little arbours or prowling in search of an hour to sit in. The night was so dark that when our two paths beyond the light of the hotel windows, they could scar see the shrubs they brushed against. Cigars without faces, behind them saunter passed. several times they thought they had found an unoccupied arbor at last, when they heard the clink of coffee cups. I believe the castle dates from the 15th century, Tommy would then say suddenly, though it was not of castles he had been talking. With a certain satisfaction he noticed that she permitted him, without comment, to bring in the castle dust and to drop it the moment the emergency had passed. But he had little other encouragement. Even when she pressed his arm, it was always over.

Starting point is 10:23:45 only as an intimation that the castle was needed. I can't even make her angry, he said restfully to himself. You answer another word, he said in great dejection to her. I'm afraid to speak, she admitted. I don't know who may hear. Alice, he said eagerly, what would you say if we were not afraid to speak? They had stopped, and he thought she trembled a little on his arm, but he could not be sure.

Starting point is 10:24:14 he thought, but he was thinking too much again. At least Lady Pippenworth seemed to come to that conclusion, for with a gallowing little laugh she moved on. He saw with amazing clearness that he had thought sufficiently for one day. On coming into the garden with her, and for some time afterwards, he had been studying her so coolly watching symptoms rather than words that there is nothing to compare the man but a doctor who, while he is chatting, has his finger on your pulse, but he was not so calm now. Whether or not he had stirred a woman,

Starting point is 10:24:48 he was rapidly firing himself. When next he saw her face by the light of her window, she, at the same instant, turned her eyes on him. It was as if each wanted to know correctly how the other had been looking in the darkness, and the effect was a challenge. Like one retreating a step, she lowered her eyes. I'm tired, she said. I shall go away. in. Let us stroll around once more. No, I'm going in. If you're afraid, he said with a slight smile. She took his arm again. Though it is too bad for me to keep you out, she said as they went on. For you are shivering. Is it a night air that makes you shiver? She asked mockingly. But she shivered a little herself, as if with a pre-sentiment that she might be less

Starting point is 10:25:38 defiant if he were less thoughtful. For a month or so she had burned to teach him a lesson, but there was a time before that when, had she been sure he was in earnest, she would have preferred to be the pupil. Two ladies came out of an arbor where they had been drinking coffee and sauntered towards the hotel. It was a tiny building, half-concealed and hops, and reached by three steps, and Tommy and his companion took possession. He groped in the darkness for a chair for her and invited her tenderly to sit down.

Starting point is 10:26:13 She said she preferred to stand. She was by the open window, her fingers drumming on the still. Though he could not see her face, he knew exactly how she was looking. Sit down, he said, rather masterfully. I prefer to stand, she repeated languidly. He had a passionate desire to take her by the shoulders,

Starting point is 10:26:35 but put his hand on hers in her instead. And she permitted it, like one disdainful, but helpless. She said something unimportant about a stillness. Is it so still? He said in a low voice. I seem to hear a great noise. I think it must be the beating of my heart. I fancy, that is what it is, she draw. Do you hear it? No. Did you ever hear your own heartbeat, Alice? No. He had both her hands now. Would you like to hear it? She pulled away her hands sharply. Yes, she replied with defiance. But you pulled away your hands first, said he. He heard her breathe heavily for a moment, but she said nothing. Yes, he said,

Starting point is 10:27:22 as if she had spoken. It is true. What is true? What you are saying to yourself just now, did you hate me? She beat the floor with her foot. How you hate me, Alice. Oh, no, Yes, indeed you do. I wonder why, she said, and she trembled a little. I know why. He had come close to her again. Shall I tell you why? She said, no, thoroughly.

Starting point is 10:27:52 I'm so glad you say no. He spoke passionately, and yet there was banter in his voice, or so it seemed to her. It is because your fear to be told. It is because you had hope that I did not know. Tell me why I hate you, she cried. "'Tell me first that you do.' "'Oh, I do, I do indeed,' she said the words in a white beat of hatred.

Starting point is 10:28:15 Before she could prevent him, he had raised her hands to his lips. "'Dear Ellis,' he said, "'why is it?' she demanded. "'Listen,' he said. "'Listen to your heart, Alice. "'It is beating now. "'It is telling you why. "'Does it need an interpreter?

Starting point is 10:28:32 "'It is saying you hate me because you think I don't love you.' don't you she asked fiercely no told me said her hands were tearing each other and she could not trust herself to speak she sat down deadly pale in a chair he had offered her no man ever loved you he said leaning over her with his hand on the back of the chair you are smiling at that i know but it is true lady disdain they may have vowed to blow their brains out and seldom did it they may have let you walk over them and they may have become your fetch and carry for you are always able to drive them crazy but love does not bring men so low they tried hard to love you and it was not that they could not love it was that you were unlovable that is that you were unlovable that is that you were unlovable that is that you are a terrible thing to a woman. You think you let them to try to love you, that you might make them your slaves when they succeeded, but you made them your slaves because they failed. It is a power given to your cold and selfish nature in place of the capacity for being able to be loved, with which women nor the hundreds passed as beautiful as you are dowered. And you have a raging

Starting point is 10:29:43 desire, Alice, to exercise it over me and over the others, but you can't. Had he seen her face then, it might have warned him to take care, but he heard her words only, and they were not at all in keeping with her face. I see I can't, was what she cried, almost in a whisper. It is all true, Alice, is it not? I suppose so. I don't know. I don't care.

Starting point is 10:30:09 She swung around in her chair and caught her sleeve. Her hands clung to it. Say you love me now, she said. I cannot live without your love after this. What shall I do to make you love me? Tell me, and I will do it. He could not stop himself, for he must trusted her still. I will not be your slave, he said, through his teeth.

Starting point is 10:30:31 You shall be mine. Yes, yes. You shall submit to me in everything. If I say come, you shall come, to wheresoever it may be. And if I say stay and leave you forever, you shall stay. Very well, she said eagerly. She would have her revenge when he was her slave. you can continue to be the haughty lady this day into others but you shall be only obedient little ellis to me very well she drew his arm around her and pressed her lips upon it and for that you will love me a little won't you you will love me at last won't you she entreated

Starting point is 10:31:08 he was a masterful man up to a certain point only her humility now trapped him in a new place and before he knew what he was about he began to run pity humiliate you so, Alice. I am a dastah. I am not such a dastard as you think me. I wanted to know that you would be willing to do all these things, but I would never have let you do them. I'm willing to do them. No, no. It was he who had her hands now. It was brutal, but I did it for you. Alice, for you. Don't you see I was doing it only to make a woman of you? You were always adorable, but in that coat of male that would let love neither in or out. I have been hammering at it to break it only and free my glory as Alice. We had to fight, and one of us had to give in.

Starting point is 10:31:59 He would have flung me away if I had yielded. I had to win to save you. Now I am lost indeed, he was saying to himself, even as it came rushing out of him, and what appalled her most was that worse had probably still to come. He was astride to horses, and both were at a gallop. He flung out his arms as if seeking for something to check him. as he did so she had started to her feet listening it seemed to her that there was somewhere near them he flung out his arms for help and they fell upon lady pippenworth and went round her he drew her to him she could hear no breathing now but his

Starting point is 10:32:37 alice i love you for you are love itself it is you i have been chasing since first love rose like a bird at my feet i never had a passing fancy for any other woman i always knew that you i have been chasing since first love rose like a bird at my feet i never had a passing fancy for any other woman i always knew that that somewhere in the world there must be you, and sometimes the starless night and you for me. You were hidden behind walls of ice, no man had passed them. I broke them down, and love lead to love, and you lie here, my beautiful, love in the arms of its lover. He was in a frenzy of passion now. He meant every word of it, and her intention was to turn upon him presently and mock him, this man with whom she had been playing. Oh, the jeering thing she had to say. But she could not say to him she would give a fool another moment so she thought but she was giving it to herself and as she delayed she was in danger of melting in his arms what does the world look like to you my darling you are in it for the first time you were born but a moment ago it is dark that you may not be blinded before you have used your eyes these are your eyes dear eyes that do not yet know their purpose they are for looking at me little alice and mine are for looking for looking at you

Starting point is 10:33:50 into yours. I cannot see you. I have never seen the face of my love. Oh, my love, come into the light that I may see your face. They did not move. Her head had fallen on his shoulder. She was to give it, but the moment and then. But the moment had passed, and still her hair pressed his cheek. Her eyes were closed. He seemed to have found the way to woo her. Neither of them spoke. Suddenly they jumped apart. Lady Pippinworth stole to the door. They held their breath and listened. It was not so loud now, but it was distinctly heard. It had been heavy breathing,

Starting point is 10:34:30 and now she was trying to check it and half succeeding, but at a cost of little cries. They both knew it was a woman, and she was in the other, on the other side of the little table. She must have been there when they came in. Who is that? There was no answer to him, save the Czech breathing and another broken cry.

Starting point is 10:34:50 She moved, and had helped him to see vaguely the outlines of a girl who seemed to be drawing back from him in terror. He thought she was crouching now in the father's kernel. Come away, he said. But Lady Pippenworth would not let him go. They must know who this woman was. He remembered that a matchstand usually lay on the table of those arbores and groped until he found one.

Starting point is 10:35:13 Who are you? He struck a match. There were those French matches that play an infernal interlude before beginning to burn. While he waited, he knew she was begging him, with her hands and with cries that were too little to be words, not to turn his lights on her. But he did. And then she ceased to cover. The girlish dignity that had been her so long came running back to her.

Starting point is 10:35:39 And she faced him, there was even a crooked smile upon a face. I woke up, she said, as if the words had no meaning to her. but might have some to him. The match burned out before he spoke, but his face was terrible. "'Rizel,' he said, appalled, and then, as if the discovery was as awful to her as to him, she uttered the cry of horror and sped out into the night. He called her name again and sprang after her,

Starting point is 10:36:09 but the hand of another woman detained him. "'Who is this girl?' Lady Pippenworth demanded fiercely, but he did not answer. He recoiled from her with the shudder that she was not likely to forget and hurried on. All that night, he searched for Griselle and Wayne. End of the Red Light. Recording by Francisco Power Chapter 30 of Tommy and Griselle. This is the Libravox recording. All Libravox recordings are in the public domain.

Starting point is 10:36:49 For more information or to volunteer, please visit Librivax. dot org tommy and grezell by j m barry chapter thirty the little gods desert him and all next day he searched like a man whose eyes would never close again she had not passed the night in any inn or village-house of st gian of that he made certain by inquiries from door to door none of the guides had seen her though they are astir so late and so early patiently waiting at the hotel doors to be hired that there seems to be no night for them darkness only that blots them out for a time as they stand waiting at all hours there is in st gian the tinkle of bells the clatter of hoofs the crack of a whip dust in retreat but no coachman brought him news the streets were thronged with other coachmen on foot looking into every face in quest of some person who wanted to return to the lowlands but none had looked into her face within five minutes of the hotel she might have been on any of half a dozen roads he wandered or rushed along them all for a space and came back one of them was short and ended in the lake all through that long and beautiful day this miserable man found himself coming back to the road that ended in the lake there were moments when he cried to himself that it was an apparition he had seen and heard he had avoided his friends all day of the english-speaking people in saint jeanne one only knew why he was distraught and she was the last he wished to speak to but more than once he nearly sought her to say partner in my shame what did you see what did you hear

Starting point is 10:38:35 in the afternoon he had a letter from elspeth telling him how she was enjoying her holiday by the sea and mentioning that david was at that moment writing to grezell in thrums but was it then all a dream he cried nearly convinced for the first time, and he went into the arbor, saying determinedly that it was a dream. And in the arbor, standing primly in a corner, was Griselle's umbrella. He knew that umbrella so well. He remembered once being by, while she replaced one of its ribs so deftly that he seemed to be looking on at a surgical operation. The old doctor had given it to her, and that was why she would not let it grow old before she was old herself. tommy opened it now with trembling hands and looked at the little bits of grezell on it the beautiful stitching with which she had coaxed the slits to close again the one patch so artful that she had clapped her hands over it and he fell on his knees and kissed these little bits of grosell and called her beloved and cried to his gods to give him one more chance i woke up it was all that she had said it was griselle's

Starting point is 10:39:50 excuse for inconveniencing him. She had said it apologetically and as if she did not quite know how she came to be there herself. There was no look of reproach on her face while the match burned. There had been a pitiful smile as if she was begging him not to be very angry with her, and then when he said her name she gave that little cry, as if she had recognized herself and stole away. He lived that moment over and over again, and she never seemed to be horror-stricken until he cried grezell when her recognition of herself made her scream it was as if she had wakened up dazed by the terrible things that were being said and then by the light of that one word grezell suddenly knew who had been listening to them did he know anything more he pressed his hands harshly on his temples and thought he knew that she was soaking wet that she had probably sought the arbor for protection from the rain and that if so she had been there for at least four hours she had wakened up she must have fallen asleep knocked down by fatigue what fatigue it must have been to make griselle live there for hours he could guess and he beat his brow in anguish but why she had come he could not guess

Starting point is 10:41:08 O miserable man to seek for reasons, he cried passionately to himself. When it is Griselle, Griselle herself you should be seeking for. He walked and ran the round of the lake, and it was not on the bank that his staring eyes were fixed. At last he came for a moment upon her track. The people of an inn, six miles from St. Jeanne, remembered being asked yesterday by an English miss walking alone, how far she was from bad plotten she was wearing something brown and her boots were white with dust and these people had never seen a lady look so tired before when she stood still she had to lean against the wall they said she had red hot eyes tommy was in an ein spanner now the merry conveyance of the country and more intoxicating than its wines and he drove back through st gian to bad plotten where again he heard from griselle though he did not find her what he found was her telegram from london i am coming grezell why had she come why had she sent that telegram what had taken her to london

Starting point is 10:42:18 he was not losing time when he asked himself distractedly these questions for he was again in his gay carriage and driving back to the wayside inn he spent the night there afraid to go farther lest he should pass her in the darkness for he had decided that if alive she was on this road that she had walked all those forty miles uphill seemed certain and apparently the best he could hope was that she was walking back she had probably no money to enable her to take the diligence perhaps she had no money with which to buy food it might be that while he lay tossing in bed she was somewhere near dying for want of a franc he was off by morning light and several times that day he heard of her twice from people who had seen her pass both going and coming and coming and he was off by morning light and several times that day he heard of her twice from people who had seen her pass both going and coming and coming and and he knew it must be she when they said she rocked her arms as she walked oh he knew why she rocked her arms once he thought he had found her he heard of an english lady who was lying ill in the house of a sawmiller whose dog we know the dogs of these regions but not the people had found her prostrate in the wood some distance from the high road leaving his einsperner in a village tommy climbed down the mountain-side to this little house which he was long in discovering it was by the side of a roaring river and he arrived only an hour too late the lady had certainly been grezell but she was gone the sawyer's wife described to him how her husband had brought her in and how she seemed so tired and bewildered that she fell asleep while they were questioning her she held her hands over her ears to shut out the noise of the river which seemed to terrify her so far as they could understand she told them that she was running away from the river she had been sleeping there for three hours and was still asleep when the good woman went off to meet her husband but when they returned she was gone he searched the wood for miles around crying her name the sawyer and some of his fellow-workers left the trees they were stripping of bark to help him and for hours the wood rang with grezell grezell all the mountains round took

Starting point is 10:44:30 up the cry but there never came an answer this long delay prevented his reaching the railway terminus until noon of the following day and there he was again too late but she had been here he traced her to that hotel whence we saw her setting forth and the portier had got a ticket for her for london he had talked with her for some little time and advised her as she seemed so tired to remain there for the night but she said she must go home at once she seemed to be passionately desirous to go home and had looked at him suspiciously as if fearing he might try to hold her back he had been called away and on returning had seen her disappearing over the bridge he had called to her and then she ran as if afraid he was pursuing her but he had observed her afterwards in the train so she was not without money and she was on her way home the relief it brought him came to the surface in great breaths and at first every one of them was a prayer of thankfulness yet in time they were triumphant breaths translated into words they said that he had got off cheaply for the hundredth time his little gods had saved him again as they had saved him in the arbor by sending griselle to him he could do as he liked for they were always there to succour him they would never desert him never in a moment of fierce elation he raised his hat to them then seemed to see griselle crying i woke up and in horror of himself clapped it on again it was but a momentary aberration and is recorded only to show that however remorseful he felt afterwards there was life in our tommy still the train by which he was to follow her did not leave until evening and through those long hours he was picturing with horrible vividness and pain the progress of grezell up and down that terrible pass often his shoulders shook in agony over what he saw and he

Starting point is 10:46:33 shuddered to the teeth he would have walked round the world on his knees to save her this long anguish and then again it was less something he saw than something he was writing and he altered it to make it more dramatic i woke up how awful that was but in this new scene she uttered no words lady pippenworth was in his arms when they heard a little cry so faint that a violin string makes as much moan when it snaps in a dread silence he lit a match and as it flared the figure of a girl was seen upon the floor she was dead and even as he knew that she was dead he recognized her grezell he cried the other woman who had lured him from his true love uttered a piercing scream and ran towards the hotel when she returned with men and lanterns there was no one in the arbor but there were what had been a man and a girl they lay side by side the startled onlookers unbear their heads a solemn voice said in death, not divided. He was not the only occupant of the hotel reading room as he saw all this, and when his head fell forward and he groaned, the others looked up from their papers. A lady asked if he was unwell. I have had a great shock, he replied in a daze, pulling his hand across his forehead. Something you have seen in your paper, inquired a clergyman who had been complaining that there

Starting point is 10:47:58 was no news. People I knew, said Tommy, not yet certain which world he was in. Dead? The lady asked, sympathetically. I knew them well, he said, and staggered into the fresh air. Poor dog of a Tommy! He had been a total abstainer from sentiment, as one may say, for sixty hours, and this was his only glass. It was the nobler Tommy, sternly facing facts, who by and by stepped into the train. He even knew why he was going to thrums. He was going to say certain things to her, and he said them to himself again and again in the train, and heard her answer. The words might vary, but they were always to the same effect. Griselle, I have come back.

Starting point is 10:48:46 He saw himself say these words as he opened her door in Gavignia's little house, and when he had said them, he bowed his head. At his sudden appearance she started up, then she stood pale and firm. Why have you come back? not to ask your forgiveness he replied hoarsely not to attempt to excuse myself not with any hope that there remains one drop of the love you once gave me so abundantly i want only grezell to put my life into your hands i have made a sorry mess of it myself will you take charge of what may be left of it you always said you were ready to help me i have come back griselle for your help what you were once willing to do for love will you do for pity now she turned away her head and he went nearer her there was always something of the mother in your love griselle but for that you would never have borne with me so long a mother they say can never quite forget her boy oh grezell is it true i am the prodigal come back griselle beloved i have sinned and i am unworthy but i am still your boy and i have come back am i to be sent away

Starting point is 10:50:01 at the word beloved her arms rocked impulsively you must not call me that she said then i am to go he answered with a shudder for i must always call you that whether I am with you or away you shall always be beloved to me you don't love me she cried oh do you love me at last and at that he fell upon his knees Grizzell my love my love but you don't want to be married she said beloved I've come back to ask you on my knees to be my wife that woman she was a married woman, Griselle. Oh, oh, oh. And now you know the worst of me. It is the whole truth at last. I don't know why you took that terrible journey, dear Griselle, but I do know that you were sent there to save me. Oh, my love, you have done so much. Will you do no more? And so on, till there came a time when his head was on her lap and her hand caressing it, and she was whispering to her boy to look up and

Starting point is 10:51:05 see her crooked smile again. He passed on to the wedding all the time between, seemed to be spent in his fond entreaties to hasten the long for day. How radiant she looked in her bridal gown. Oh, beautiful one, are you really mine? Oh, world, pause for a moment, and look at the woman who has given herself to me. My wife, this is my wife. They were in London now. He was showing her to London how he swaggered. There was a perpetual apology on her face. It begged people to excuse him for looking so proudly at her. It was a crooked apology,

Starting point is 10:51:43 and he hurried her into dark places and kissed it. Do you see that Tommy was doing all this for Griselle and pretending to her that it was for himself? He was passionately desirous of making amends, and he was to do it in the most generous way. Perhaps he believed when he seemed to enter her room saying grezell i have come back that she loved him still perhaps he knew that he did not love in the way he said perhaps he saw a remorseful man making splendid atonement but never should she know these things tenderly as he had begun he would go on to the end here at last is a tommy worth looking at and he looked yet as he drew near thrums after almost exactly two days of continuous truss

Starting point is 10:52:32 many a shiver went down his back for he could not be sure that he should find grezell here he sometimes seemed to see her lying ill at some wayside station in switzerland in france everything that could have happened to her he conceived and he moved restlessly in the carriage his mouth went dry has she come back the train had stopped for the taking of tickets and his tremulous question checked the joy of corp at sight of him she's back corp answered in an excited whisper and owe the relief to to tommy she came back by the afternoon train but i had scarce a word we are she was so a wid to be hain i am going home she cried and hurried away up the bray ay and there's one queer thing what her luggage was not in the van tommy could smile at that but what sent her he asked eagerly on that journey corp told him the little he knew but nobody can's except me and gavinia he said we pretend she gaid to london to see her father we said he had wrote to her wanting her to go to him gavinia said it would never do to let folk ken she had gained to see you and even elspeth desna can is elspeth back they came back yesterday did david know the truth from grezell was what tommy was asking himself now as a stirred up the bray but again he was in luck for when he had explained away his abrupt return to elspeth and been joyfully welcomed by her she told him that her husband had been in one of the glens all day he does not know that grezell has come back she said oh she exclaimed but you don't even know that she has been away grizzell has been in london corp told me said tommy and did he tell you why she had gone yes she came back an hour or two to her

Starting point is 10:54:32 two ago maggie ann saw her go past fancier seeing her father at last it must have been an ordeal for her i wonder what took place i think i had better go and ask her tommy said he was mightily relieved for griselle's sake no one need ever know now what had called her away except corp and gavinia and even they thought that she had merely been to london how well the little gods were managing the whole affair as he walked to griselle's lodgings to say what he had been saying in the train the thought came to him for a moment that as no one need ever know where she had been there was less reason why he should do this generous thing but he put it from him with lofty disdain any effect it had was to make him walk more firmly to his sacrifice as if to show all ignoble impulses that they could find no home in that swelling breast he was pleased with himself was tommy grizzell i have come back he said it to the night and bowed his head he set it with head accompaniment to grezell's lighted window he said it to himself as he reached the door he never said it again for givinius first words were it's you mr sandys wherever is she for mercy's sake dinn't say you've come without her and when he blinked at this she took him roughly by the arm and cried wherever's she is here givinia she's no here i saw her light you saw my light givinia you are torturing me she came back to-day what makes you say that you're dreaming she hasn't come back corpse saw her come in by the afternoon train he spoke to her givinia shook her head incredulously you're just imagining that, she said. He told me, Gavignia, I must see for myself. She stared after him as he went up the stairs.

Starting point is 10:56:27 You are very cruel, Gavinia, he said when he came down. Tell me where she is. May I be struck, Mr. Sandys, if I've seen her since she left this house eight days sign. He knew she was speaking the truth. He had to lean against the door for support. It cannot be so bad as you think, she cried in pity if your sure corp said he saw her shee mon had gone to the doctor's house she is not there but elspeth knew she had come back others have seen her besides corp my god givini what can have happened in little more than an hour he knew what had happened many besides himself david among them towards the end were engaged in the search and strange stories began to fly about life night birds you will not search for a missing woman without rousing them why had she gone off to london without telling anyone had corp concocted that story about her father to blind them had she really been as far as london have you seen sandies he's back it's said corp telegraphed to him to switzerland that she had disappeared it's real kent corp telegraphed sandise came at once he is in a terrible state look how white he is an'et that lamp what guard them telegraphed for him how is it he is in such a state fond to her was he yea yea even after she gave him the go-by then it's a weary sabbath for him if half they say be true what do they say they say she was queer when she came back

Starting point is 10:58:07 corp does not say that maybe no but francy crab does he says he met her on the station bray and spoke to her and she said never were but put up her hands like as if she feared he was to strike the dundas last sees saw her frayed their window and her hands were at her ears as this she were trying to drown the sound of something do you mind to her mother they say she was looking terrible like her mother it was only between this station and gavinia's house that she had been seen but they searched far afield tommy accompanied by corp even sought for her in the den do you remember the long lonely path between two ragged little dykes that were led from the den to the house of the painted lady. It was that that Grisel had lived with her mama. The two men went down that path, which is oppressed with trees. Elsewhere, the night was not dark, but as they had known so well when they were boys, it is always dark after even fall in the double dikes. That is the legacy of the painted lady. Presently they saw the house, scarcely the house, but a lighted window. Tommy remembered the night when, as a boy Elspeth, crouching beside him,

Starting point is 10:59:19 he had peered in fearfully at that corner window on grezell and her mamma and the shuddersome things he had seen he shuddered at them again who lives there now he asked nobody it's tomb there is a light some going about body they often tack bilby in tomb houses and that door is without a lock it's keep it close with slipping a stick anita do you mind how feared we used to be at that house she was never afraid of it it was her afraid of it it was her her hame he meant no more than he said but suddenly they both stopped dead it's no possible corp said as if in answer to a question it's no possible he repeated beseechingly wait for me here corp i would rather come with you wait here tommy said almost fiercely and he went on alone to that little window it had needed an effort to make him look in when he was here before and it needed a bigger effort now but he looked what light there was came from the fire and whether she had gathered the logs or found them in the room no one ever knew a vagrant stated afterwards that he had been in the house some days before and left his match-box in it by this fire grizzell was crouching she was comparatively tidy and neat again the dust was gone from her boots even how she had managed to do it no one knows but you remember how she loved to be neat her hands were extended to the blaze and she was busy talking to herself his hand struck the window heavily and she looked up and saw him she nodded and put her finger to her lips as a sign that he must be cautious she had often in the long ago seen her mother signing thus to an imaginary face at the window the face of the man who never came tommy went into the house and she was so pleased to see him that she quite simpered he put his arms round her and she lay there with a little giggle of contentment she was in a plot of heat grizzell oh my god he said why do you look at me in that way she passed her hand across her eyes like one trying to think i woke up she said at last corp appeared at the window now and she pointed to him in terror thus had she seen her mother point in the long ago had faces that came there to frighten her

Starting point is 11:01:36 griselle tommy entreated her you know who i am don't you she said his name at once but her eyes were on the window they want to take me away she whispered but you must come away griselle you must come home this is home she said it is sweet after much coaxing he prevailed upon her to leave with his arm round her and a terrible woe on his face he took her to the doctor's house she had her hands over her ears all the way she thought the white river and the mountains and the villages and the crowd of whips were marching with her still end of chapter thirty chapter thirty one of tommy and grezell this is a livervox recording all livervox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox dot org tommy and griselle by j m barry chapter thirty one the man with the greeten eyes for many days she lay in a fever at the doctor's house seeming sometimes to know where she was but more often not and night after night a man with a drawn face sat watching her they entreated they forced him to let them take his place but from his room he heard her moan or speak or he thought he heard her or he heard a terrible stillness and he stole back to listen they might send him away but when they opened the door he was there with his drawn face and often they were glad to see him for there were times when he alone could interpret her wild demands and soothe those staring eyes once a scream startled the house some one had struck a match in the darken chamber and she thought she was in an arbor in st jean they had to hold her in her bed by force at times she had such a long way to walk

Starting point is 11:03:38 before night she said she would struggle into a sitting posture and put her hands over her ears her great desire was not to sleep i should wake up she explained fearfully she took a dislike to elspeth and called her alice these ravings they said to each other must have reference to what happened to her when she was away and as they thought he knew no more of her wanderings than they every one marvelled at the intuition with which he read her thoughts. It was he who guessed that the striking of matches somehow terrified her. He who discovered that it was a horrid-roaring river. She thought she heard, and he pretended he heard it too, and persuaded her that if she lay very still, it would run past. Nothing, she said or did puzzled him.

Starting point is 11:04:32 He read the raving of her mind, they declared admiringly, as if he held the cipher to it. and the cipher is his love, Mrs. McLean said, with wet eyes. In the excitement of those days, Elspeth talked much to her of Tommy's love for Griselle and how she had refused him, and it went round the town with embellishments. It was generally believed now that she really had gone to London to see her father, and that his heartless behavior had unhinged her mind. By David's advice, Corp and Gavinia did not contradict this story,

Starting point is 11:05:09 it was as good as another he told them and better than the truth but what was the truth they asked greedily oh that he is a noble fellow david replied grimly they knew that but he would tell them no more however though he knew all tommy had made full confession to the doctor even made himself out worse than he was as had to be his way when he was not making himself out better and I am willing to proclaim it all from the marketplace, he said hoarsely, if that is your wish. I dare say you would almost enjoy doing that, said David, rather cruelly. I dare say I should, Tommy said, with a gulp and went back to Griselle's side. It was not, you may be sure to screen him, that David kept the secret. It was because he knew what many would say of Griselle if the nature of her journey were revealed. He dared not tell Elspeth, even, for think of the woe to her, if she learned that it was her

Starting point is 11:06:15 wonderful brother who had brought Griselle to this pass. The Elspeths of this world always have some man to devote himself to them. If the Tommy's pass away, the David spring up. For my own part, I think Elspeth would have found some excuse for Tommy. He said so himself to the doctor, for he wanted her to be told. or you would find the excuse for her in time david responded very likely tommy said he was humble enough now you see david could say one thing only which would rouse him namely that grezell was not to die in this fever and for long it seemed impossible to say that would you have her live if her mind remains affected he asked and tommy said firmly yes you think i suppose that then you would have less for which to blame yourself i suppose that is it but don't waste time on me jemal when you have her life to save if you can

Starting point is 11:07:20 well her life was saved and tommy's nursing had more to do with it than david's skill david admitted it the town talked of it i i can't he would find a why corpse said though he had been among the most anxious he and aaron lotta were the first to see her when she was able once more to sit in a chair they had been told to ask her no questions she chatted pleasantly to them and they thought she was quite her old self they wondered to see to tommy she spoke freely of her illness though not of what had occasioned it and told her almost gleefully that david had promised to let her sew a little next week there was one thing only that surprised Ailey. Griselle had said that as soon as she was a little stronger, she was going home. Does she mean to her father's house? Ailey asked. This was what started the report that, touched no doubt by her illness, Griselle's unknown father had, after all, offered her a home. They discovered, however, what Griselle meant by home when one afternoon she escaped unseen from the doctor's house and was found again at double dykes, very indignant. Very indignant.

Starting point is 11:08:39 because someone had stolen the furniture. She seemed to know all her old friends, except Elspeth, who was still Alice to her. Seldom now did she put her hands over her ears or see horrible mountains marching with her. She no longer remembered, save once or twice when she woke up that she had ever been out of thrums. To those who saw her casually, she was Griselle,

Starting point is 11:09:05 gone thin and pale and weak intellectually, but still the grizzle of old except for the fixed idea that double dykes was her home you must not humour her in that delusion david said sternly to tommy when we cease to fight it we have abandoned hope so the weapon he always had his hand on was taken from tommy for he would not abandon hope he fought gallantly it was always he who brought her back from double dykes she would not leave it with any other person but he fought gallantly but he was always he who brought her back from double dykes she would not leave it with any other person but she came away with him it's because she's so fond of him corpse said but it was not it was because she feared him as all knew who saw them together they were seen together a great deal when she was able to go out driving seemed to bring back the mountains to her eyes so she walked and it was always with the help of tommy's arm it's a most pitiful sight the people said they pitied him even more than her for those she she might be talking gaily to him and leaning heavily on him they could see that she mistrusted him at the end of a sweet smile she would give him an ugly furtive look she's like a cat you forced into your lap they said and it lies quiet there ready to jump the moment you let go your grip they wondered would he never weary he never wearied day after day he was saying the same things to her and the end was always as the beginning they could came back to her entreaty that she should be allowed to go home as certainly as they came back

Starting point is 11:10:43 to the doctor's house. It is a long time, you know, Griselle, since you lived at double dykes, not since you were a child. Not since I was a child, she said, as if she quite understood. Then you went to live with your dear kind doctor. You remember what was his name? Dr. McQueen, I love him. But he died and he left you his house to live in. It is, your home, Griselle. He would be so grieved if he thought you did not make it your home. It is my home, she said proudly, but when they returned to it, she was loath to go in. I want to go home, she begged. One day he took her to her rooms in corpse house, thinking her old furniture would please her, and that was the day when she rocked her arms joyously again,

Starting point is 11:11:32 but it was not the furniture that made her so happy. It was corpse-based. It was corpse-based. oh oh she cried in rapture and held out her arms and he ran into them for there was still one person in thrums who had no fear of grezell it will be a damn shame corp said huskily if that woman never has no bairns oh her they watched her crooning over the child playing with him for a long time you could not have believed that she required to be watched she told him with hugs that she had come back to him at last it was her first admission that she knew she had been away and a wild hope came to tommy that along the road he could not take her she might be drawn by this little child she discovered a rent in the child's pinafore and must mend it at once she ran upstairs as a matter of course to her work-box and brought down a needle and thread it was quite as if she was at home at last but you don't live here now grezell tommy said when she drew back at his proposal that they should go away you live at the doctor's house do i gavinia she said beseechingly is it here you want to buy corp asked and she nodded her head several times it would be so much more convenience she said looking at the child would you take her back gavinia tommy asked humbly if she continues to want it gavinia did not answer woman cried corp i'm mortal way for her givinia said slowly but she needs to be waited on hand and foot

Starting point is 11:13:17 i would come and do the waiting on her hand and foot givinia tommy said and so it came about that a week afterwards griselle was reinstalled in her old rooms every morning when tommy came to see her she asked him icily how alice was she seemed to think that Alice, as she called her, was his wife. He always replied, you mean Elspeth, and she assented, but only it was obvious because she feared to contradict him. To Corp and Gavinia, she would still say passionately, I want to go home, and probably add fearfully, don't tell him. Yet, though this was not home to her, she seemed to be less unhappy here than in the doctor's house, and she found a great deal to do. All her old, skill and needlework came back to her and she sewed for the child such exquisite garments that she clapped her hands over them one day tommy came with a white face and asked givinia if she knew whether a small brown parcel had been among the things brought by grisel from the doctor's house it was in the box sent after me from switzerland he told her and contained papers givinia had seen no such package she may have hidden

Starting point is 11:14:36 it, he said, and they searched, but fruitlessly. He questioned Griselle gently, but questions alarmed her, and he desisted. It does not matter, Gavignia, he said, with a ghastly smile, but on the following Sunday, when Corp called at the doctor's house, the thought, have they found it, leaped in front of all thought of Griselle. This was only for the time it takes to ask a question with the eyes, however, for Corp was looking very miserable. I'm swirred to say it, he announced to Tommy and David, but it has to be said we cannot keep her. Evidently something had happened,

Starting point is 11:15:14 and Tommy rose to go to Griselle without even asking what it was. Wait, David said, wrinkling his eyebrows, till Corp tells us what he means by that. I knew it might come, Corp. Go on. If it hadn't have been for the barren, said Corp, we would haythole with her. however queer she was but where the baron i tell you is snow mouse you'll have to take her away whatever she has been to others tommy said she is always an angel with the child his own mother could not be fonder of him that's it corp replied emphatically she's no the mother of him but there's wiles when she thinks she is we kept it fray you as long as we could as long as she is so good to him david began but at the

Starting point is 11:16:02 times she's not said corp she begins to shiver most terrible as if she saw fearsome things in her mind and sign we see her looking at him like as if she wanted to do him a mischief she says he's her brat she thinks he's hers and that he hasn't been well come by tommy's hands rose in agony and then he covered his face with them go on corp david said hoarsely we must have it all sometimes corp went on painfully she cannot help being fond to him, though she thinks she shouldn't a hay had him. I've heard her say, my brat, and sign bursting him closer to her, as though her shame just made him mare to her. Women are so queer about they things. I've seen her sitting by his cradle, moaning to her cell. I did so want to be good. It would be sweet to be good, and never stopping rocking the cradle, and, ah, the time the tears were rolling down. tommy cried if there is any more to tell corp be quick there's what i come here to tell you it was no languor sign than gimply an hour we thought the baron was playing at the gavelin

Starting point is 11:17:15 and that grizzell was up the stair but they were an i and i gade straight to double dykes she wasna there but the baron was lying gretin on the floor we found her in the den sitting by the burnside and she said we should never see him again for she had drowned him we are swere but you'll need to attack her away. We shall take her away, David said, and when he and Tommy were left together, he asked, do you see what it means? It means that the horrors of her early days have come back to her, and that she is confusing her mother with herself. David's hands were clenched. That is not what I'm thinking of. We have to take her away. They have done far more than we had any right to ask of them. "'Sandies, where are we to take her, too?' "'Do even you grow tired of her?' "'Tommy cried.'

Starting point is 11:18:07 "'David said between his teeth, "'we hope there will soon be a child in this house also. "'God forgive me, but I cannot bring her back here.' "'She cannot be in a house where there is a child,' said Tommy, "'with a bitter laugh. "'Gimel, it is Griselle we are speaking of. "'Do you remember what she was?' "'I remember.

Starting point is 11:18:27 "'Well, where are we to send her?' david turned his pained eyes full on tommy no tommy cried vehemently sandy said david from me that is what it has come to they will take good care of her he sat down with a groan have done with heroics he said savagely when tommy would have spoken i have been prepared for this there is no other way i have been prepared for it too tommy said controlling himself but there is another way i can marry her and i am going to do it i don't know that i can countenance that david said after a pause it seems an infernal shame don't trouble about me replied tommy hoarsely i shall do it willingly And then it was the doctor's turn to laugh. You, he said, with a terrible scorn, as he looked Tommy up and down. I was not thinking of you. All my thoughts were of her.

Starting point is 11:19:26 I was thinking of how cruel to her if some day she came to her right mind and found herself tied for life to the man who had brought her to this pass. Tommy winced and walked up and down. Desire to marry her gone? asked David savagely. No, Tommy said. He sat down. You have the key to me, Jamel, he went on quietly. I gave it to you. You know I am a man of sentiment only,

Starting point is 11:19:57 but you are without a scrap of it yourself, and so you will never quite know what it is. It has its good points. We are a kindly people. I was perhaps pluming myself on having made an heroic proposal, and though you have made me see it just now as you see it as you see it i shall probably soon be putting on the same grand airs again lately i discovered that the children who see me with grezell call me the man with the gretan eyes if i have gretan eyes it was real grief that gave them to me but when i heard what i was called it made me self-conscious and i have tried to look still more lugubrious ever since it seems monstrous to you but that i believe is the kind of thing i shall always be doing but it does not mean that i feel no real remorse they were greeten eyes before i knew it and though i may pose grotesquely as a fine fellow for finding rosel a home where there is no child and can never be a child i shall not cease night or day from tending her it will be a grim business jemel as you know and if i am sentimental tommy through it all why grudge me my comic little struck.

Starting point is 11:21:14 David said, You can't take her to London. I shall take her to wherever she wants to go. There is one place only she wants to go to, and that is double dykes. I am prepared to take her there. And your work? It must take second place now. I must write.

Starting point is 11:21:34 It is the only thing I can do. If I could make a living at anything else, I would give up writing altogether. Why? she would be pleased if she could understand and writing is the joy of my life two reasons but the doctor smiled you are right said tommy i see i was really thinking what a fine picture of self-sacrifice i should make sitting in double dykes at a loom they talked of ways and means and he had to admit that he had little money but the new book would bring in a good deal david supposed the manuscript is lost tommy replied crushing down his agitation lost when where i don't know it was in the bag i left behind at st john and i supposed it was still in it when the bag was forwarded to me here i did not look for more than a month i took credit to myself for neglecting my manuscript and when at last i looked it was not there i telegraphed and wrote to the innkeeper at st gion and he replied that my things have been packed at his request in presence of my friends there the two ladies you know of i wrote to them and they replied that this was so and said they thought they remembered seeing in the bottom of the bag some such parcel in brown paper as i described but it is not there now and i have given up all hope of every

Starting point is 11:22:59 seeing it again no i have no other copy every page was written half a dozen times but i kept the final copy only it is scarcely a thing anyone would steal no i suppose they took it out of the bag at st gion and forgot to pack it again it was probably flung away as of no account could it have been taken out on the way here the key was tied to the handle so that the custom officials might be able to open the bag perhaps they are fond of of English manuscripts than one would expect, or more careless of them. You can think of no other way in which it might have disappeared. None, Tommy said, and then the doctor faced him squarely. Are you trying to screen Grisel, he asked? Is it true what people are saying? What are they saying?

Starting point is 11:23:48 That she destroyed it. I heard that yesterday and told them your manuscript was in my house, as I thought it was. Was it she? No, no, Gavinium. have started that story i did look for the package among griselle's things what made you think of that i had seen her looking into my bag one day and she used to say i loved my manuscripts too much ever to love her but i am sure she did not do it be truthful sandy you know how she always loved the truth well then i suppose it was she after a pause the doctor said it must be about as bad as having a limb lopped off if only i had been offered that alternative tommy replied and yet david mused better pleased with him you have not cried out have i not i have rolled about in agony and invoked the gods and cursed and whimpered only i take care that no one shall see me and that no one should know poor griselle had done this thing i admire you for that sandys but it has leaked out you see tommy said and they will all be admiring me for it at the wedding and no doubt i shall be cocking my greet and eyes at them to know how much they are admiring

Starting point is 11:25:04 but when the wedding day came he was not doing that while he and griselle stood up before mr dishart in the doctor's parlour he was thinking of her only he was thinking of her only his eyes never left her not even when he had to reply i do his hand pressed hers all the time he kept giving her reassuring little nods and smiles and it was thus that he helped grezell through had mr dishart understood what was in her mind he would not have married them to her it was no real marriage she thought they were tricking the minister so that she should be able to go home they had rehearsed the ceremony together many times, and though she was eager to make no mistake. If they were to find out, she would say apprehensively, and then perhaps giggle at the slyness of it all. Tommy had to make Mary with her, as if it was one of his boyish plays. If he was overcome with the pain of it, she sobbed at once, and wrung her hands. She was married in grey silk. She had made the dress herself, as beautifully, as all her things were made. Tommy remembered how once

Starting point is 11:26:14 long ago she had told him as a most exquisite secret that she had decided on grey's silk corp and gavinia and alien aaron lata were the only persons asked to the wedding and when it was over they said they never saw any one stand up by a woman's side looking so anxious to be her man and i am sure that in this they did tommy no more than justice it was a sad day to elspeth could she be expected to smile while her noble brother did this great deed of sacrifice but she bore up bravely partly for his sake partly for the sake of one unborn the ring was no plain hoop of gold it was garnets all the way round she had seen it on elspeth's finger and craved it so greedily that it became her wedding-ring and from the moment she had it she ceased to dislike elspeth and pitied her very much as if she thought happiness went with the ring poor alice she said when she saw elspeth crying at the wedding and having started to go away with tommy she came back to say again poor poor alice corp flung an old shoe after them end of chapter thirty one chapter thirty two of tommy and griselle this is a labor box recording all laborvox recording so in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit visit Libavox.org. Recording by

Starting point is 11:27:53 Francisco Powell Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Berry Tommy's best work and thus was begun a year and a half of as great devotion as remorseful man ever gave to women.

Starting point is 11:28:10 When she was asleep and he could not write, his mind would sometimes roam after abandoned things. It thought them in a night as a savage beast steals forth for water to slake the thirst of many days. But if she stirred in her sleep, they were all dispelled. There was not a moment in that eighteen months when he was twenty yards from Griselle's

Starting point is 11:28:30 side. He would not let himself lose hope. All the others lost it. The only thing you can do is to humor her. Even David was reduced in time to say. But Tommy replied cheerily, Not a bit of it. Every morning. he had to begin at the same place as on the previous morning, and he was always as ready to do it, and as patient as if this were the first time. I think she is a little more herself today, he would say determinedly, till David wondered to hear him. She makes no progress, Sandys.

Starting point is 11:29:10 I can at least keep her from slipping back. And he did, and there is no doubt, that this was what saved Grizzle in the end. how he strove to prevent her slipping back. The morning was the time when she was least trouble, and had he humoured her then, they would often have been easy hours for him. But it was the time when he tried most dodgedly, with a gentleness she could not ruffle,

Starting point is 11:29:36 to teach her the alphabet of who she was. She coaxed him to let her off those mental struggles. She turned petulant and sulky. She was willing to be good and sweet if he would permit her to sue her to sue. or to sing to herself instead, or to sit staring at the fire. But he would not yield. He promised those things as the reward,

Starting point is 11:29:58 and in the end she stood before him like a child as lessons. What's your name? The catachism always begun does. Griselle, she said obediently, as if it was a day when she wanted to please him. And my name? Tommy. Once, to his great delight, she said, Sentimental Tommy.

Starting point is 11:30:22 He quite bragged about this to David. Where's your home? Here. She was never in doubt about this. And it was always a pleasure to hear her to say it. Did you live here long ago? She nodded. And then did you live for a long time somewhere else?

Starting point is 11:30:42 Yes. Where was it? Here. "'No, it was with the old doctor. "'You were his little housekeeper. "'Don't you remember? "'Try to remember, Griselle. "'He loved you so much.'

Starting point is 11:30:56 "'She tried to think. "'Her face was very painful when she tried to think. "'It hurts,' she said. "'Do you remember him, Griselle?' "'Please let me sing,' she begged. "'Such a sweet song.' "'Do you remember the old doctor "'who called you his little housekeeper?'

Starting point is 11:31:15 "'He was a little housekeeper. to sit in that chair. The old chair was among Griselle's many possessions that had been brought to double dykes, and her face lit up with recollection. She ran to the chair and kissed it. What was his name, Griselle? I should love to know his name, she said wistfully. He told her the name many times, and she repeated it ducilely.

Starting point is 11:31:42 Or perhaps she remembered her dear doctor quite well today. and thought Tommy was someone in need of his services. He has gone into the country, she said, as she had so often said to anxious people at the door. But he won't be long, and I shall give him your message the moment he comes in. But Tommy would not pass that. He explained to her again and again that the doctor was dead, and perhaps she would remember, or perhaps without remembering,

Starting point is 11:32:12 she said she was glad he was dead. Why are you glad, Griselle? She whispered, as a frightened, she might be overheard. I don't want him to see me like this. It was one of the pathetic things about her that she seemed at times to have some vague understanding of her condition, and then she would sob. Her tears were anguish to him.

Starting point is 11:32:35 But it was at those times that she clung to him as if she knew he was trying to do something for her, and that encouraged him to go on. He went over, step by step, the time when she lived alone in the doctor's house, the time of his own coming back, her love for him and his treatment of her, the story of the garnet ring, her coming to Switzerland, her terrible walk, her return, he would miss out nothing, for he was fighting for her. Day after day, month by month, it went on, and tomorrow, perhaps, she would insist that the old

Starting point is 11:33:11 doctor and this man who asked her so many questions were one. and tommy argued with her until he had driven that notion out to make way for another and then he fought it and so on and on all round the circle of her delusions day by day and month by month she knew that he sometimes wrote while she was asleep for she might start up from her bed or from the sofa and there he was laying down his pen to come to her Her eyes were never open for any large fraction of a minute, without his knowing, and immediately he went to her, nodding and smiling, lest she had wakened with some fear upon her. Perhaps she refused to sleep again unless he promised to put away those horrid papers for the night, and however intoxicating a point he had reached in his labours, he always promised and kept his word. He was most scrupulous in keeping any promise he made her, and one great result

Starting point is 11:34:11 was that she trusted him implicitly. Whatever artist promised, she doubted them. There were times when she seemed to be casting about in her mind for something to do that would please him, and then she would bring pieces of paper to him and pen and ink, and tell him to write, she thought this very clever of her, and expected to be praised for it.

Starting point is 11:34:34 But she might also bring him writing materials at times when she hated him very much, but there would be sly smiles, even pretended affection on her face, unless she thought he was not looking, when she cast him ugly glances. Her intention was to trick him into forgetting her so that she might talk to herself or slip out of the room to the den, just as her mother had done in the days when it was Griselle, who had to be tricked. He would not let her talk to herself until he had tried endless ways of exercising the demon

Starting point is 11:35:08 by interesting her in some sort of work, by going out with her, by talking of one thing and another, till at last a subject was lit upon that made her forget to brood. But sometimes it seemed best to let her go to the den. She was in such a quiver of desire to go. She hurried to it, so that he had to stride to keep up with her. And he said little until they got there, for she was too excited to listen. She was very like her mother again. but it was not the man who never came that she went in searcher.

Starting point is 11:35:43 It was a lost child. I have not the heart to tell of the pitiful scenes in the den while Griselle searched for her child. They always ended in those to walking silently home, and for a day or two Griselle would be ill, and Tommy tended her, so that she was soon able to hasten to the denigin again, holding out her arms as she ran. She makes no progress. David said.

Starting point is 11:36:10 I can keep her from slipping back, Tommy still replied. The doctor marveled, but even he did not know half of all her husband did for Brazil. None could know half of who was not there by night. Here, at least, was one day ending placidly. They might say when she was in a tractable mood, so tractable that she seemed to be one of themselves, and Tommy assented brightly. though he knew, and he alone, that you could never be sure the long day had ended till the next began.

Starting point is 11:36:46 Often the happiest beginning had the most painful ending. The greatest pleasure he could give her was to take her to see Elspitz baby girl, or that sturdy rope, young Siak, who could now count with ease up to seven, but swayed at eight, and toppled over on his way to ten. Or their mothers brought them to her, and Griselle understood. quite well who her visitors were, sometimes even called Elspeth by her right name, and did the honours of her house irreproachably, and presided at the tea-table, and was rapture personified when she held a baby gene, called after Tommy's mother, and set gaily on the floor, ready to catch little cork when he would not stop at seven, but Tommy, whom nothing escaped,

Starting point is 11:37:36 knew with what depression she might pay for her joy when they had gone. Despite all his efforts, she might sit talking to herself, at first of pleasant things, and then of things less pleasant. Or she stared at her reflection in the long mirror and said, Isn't she sweet? Or, she is not really sweet, and she did so want to be good. Or, instead of that, she would suddenly go upon her knees and say, with clasped sand, the childish prayer,

Starting point is 11:38:09 save me for masterful man, which Jean Miles had told Tommy to teach Elspeth. No one could have looked less masterful at those times than Tommy, but Griselle did not seem to think so, and probably they had that night once more to search the den. The children do her harm. She must not see them again, he decided. They give her pleasure at the time,

Starting point is 11:38:36 David said. It lightens your task now and then. It is the future I'm thinking of, Gamal. If she cannot progress, she shall not fall back. As for me, never mind me. Elspeth is in a sad state about you, though, and you can get through so little work. Enough for all our wants.

Starting point is 11:39:00 He was writing magazine papers only. The public will forget you. They have forgotten me. David was openly sorry for him now. If only your manuscript had been saved. Yes, I never thought the little gods would treat me so scurvily as that. Who? Did I never tell you of my little gods?

Starting point is 11:39:26 I so often emerged triumphant from my troubles, and so undeservedly that I thought I was especially looked after by certain tricky spirits. in return for the entertainment I gave them. My little gods, I called them, and we had quite a bowing acquaintance. But you see, at the critical moment, they flew away laughing. He always knew that the lost manuscript was his great work.

Starting point is 11:39:52 My seventh wave, he called it, and though all the conditions were favorable, he said, I know that I could run to nothing more than little waves at present. as for rewriting that book, I can't. I have tried. Yet, he was not asking for commiseration. Tell Elspid not to worry about me. If I have no big ideas just now, I have some very passable little ones, and one, in particular that, he drew a great breath.

Starting point is 11:40:24 If only Griselle were better. That breath again. I think Tommy Sandys could find a way of making the public remember him again. So David interpreted it, and though he had been about to say, How changed you are? He did not say it. And Tommy, who had been keeping an eye on her all this time, returned to Griselle, as she had been through that long year, so she was doing the first half of the next, and day by day and night by night he tended her.

Starting point is 11:40:58 And still the same scenes were enacted in infinite variety, and still he would not give in. Everything seemed to change with the seasons, except Rizel and Tommy's devotion to her. Yet, you know that she recovered, ever afterwards to be herself again. And though it seemed to come in the end, as suddenly as the sight may be restored

Starting point is 11:41:22 by the removal of a bandage, I suppose it had been going on all the time, and that her reason was given back to her on the day she had strength to make use of it. Tommy was the instrument of her recovery. He had fought against her slipping backwards so that she could not do it. It was as if he had built a wall behind her, and in time her mind accepted that wall as impregnable and took a forward movement.

Starting point is 11:41:50 And with every step she took, he pushed a wall after her, so that still if she moved, it must be forward. Thus, Griselle progressed imperceptibly, as along a dark corridor towards the door that shut out the light, and on a day in early spring the door fell. Many of them had cried for a shock as her only chance, but it came most quietly. She had lain down on the sofa that afternoon to rest,

Starting point is 11:42:21 and when she woke she was Grisel again. At first she was not surprised to find herself in that room, nor to see that man nodding and smiling reassuringly. They had come out of the long dream with her, to make the awakening less abrupt. He did not know what had happened. When he knew, a terror that this could not last, seized him. He was concealing it while he answered her puzzle questions.

Starting point is 11:42:52 All the time he was telling her how they came to be there, he was watching in agony for the change. She remembered everything up to her return to Thrums. Then she walked into a mist. The truth, she begged of him, when he would have led her off by pretending that she had been ill only. Surely it was the real gazelle who begged for the truth. She took his hand and held it when he told her of the marriage.

Starting point is 11:43:21 She cried softly, because she feared that she might again become as she had been. But he said that that was impossible. and smiled confidently, and all the time he was watching in agony for the change. Do you forgive me, Griselle? I have always had a dread that when you were covered, you would cease to care for me. He knew that this would please her if she was the real Guzal, and he was so anxious to make her happy for every more. She put his hand to her lips and smiled at him through her tears. Hers was the love that could never change.

Starting point is 11:43:57 Suddenly she set up. Whose baby was it? she asked. I don't know what you mean, Griselle, he said uneasily. I remember vaguely, she told him. A baby in white, who may seem to chase. But I could never catch her. Was it a dream only? You're thinking of Elspitz, little girl, perhaps.

Starting point is 11:44:20 She was often brought to see you. Has Elspeth a baby? She rose to go exultantly to Elspeth. but too small a baby, Griselle, to run from you, even if she wanted to. What does she like? She is always laughing. This sweet, Griselle rocked her arms in rapture and smiled her crooked smile at the thought of a child who was always laughing. But I don't remember her, she said.

Starting point is 11:44:51 It was a sad little baby I seemed to see. End of Tommy's best work. Recording by Francisco Powell Chapter 33 of Tommy and Griselle This is a Libervox recording. All Libervox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit Libravox.org. Tommy and Griselle by J.M. Berry

Starting point is 11:45:28 Chapter 33, The Little God's Return with a Lady griselle's clear searching eyes that were always asking for the truth came back to her and i seemed to see them on me now watching lest i shirk the end thus i can make no pretence to please you that it was a new tommy at last we have seen how he gave his life to her during those eighteen months but he could not make himself anew they say we can do it so i suppose he did not try hard enough but god knows how hard he tried he went on trying in those first days she sometimes asked him did you do it out of love or was it pity only and he always said it was love he said it adoringly he told her all that love meant to him and it meant everything that he thought grezell would like it to mean when she ceased to ask this question he thought it was because he had convinced her they had a honeymoon by the sea he insisted upon it with boyish eagerness and as they walked on the lynx or sat in their room he would exclaim ecstatically how happy i am i wonder if there were ever two people quite so happy as you and i and if he waited for an answer as he usually did she might smile lightly and say few people have gone through so much

Starting point is 11:47:08 is there any woman in this world griselle with whom you would change places no none she said at once and when he was sure of it but never until he was sure he would give his mind a little holiday and then perhaps those candid eyes would rest searchingly upon him but always with a brave smile ready should he chance to look up and it was just the same when they returned to double dykes which they added to and turned into a comfortable home tommy trying to become a lover by taking thought and grezell not letting on that it could not be done in that way she thought it was very sweet of him to try so hard sweeter of him than if he really had loved her though not of course quite so sweet to her he was a boy only she knew that despite all he had gone through he was still a boy and boys cannot love oh who would be so cruel as to ask a boy to love that griselle's honeymoon should never end was his grand ambition and he took elaborate precautions against becoming a matter-of-fact husband every morning he ordered himself to gaze at her with rapture as if he had wakened to the glorious thought that she was his wife i can't help it grizzell it comes to me every morning with the same shock of delight and i begin the day with a song of joy you make the world as fresh and interesting to me as if i had just broken like a chicken through the egg-shell he rose at the earliest hours so that i can have the longer day with you he said gaily if when sitting at his work he forgot her for an hour or two he reproached himself for

Starting point is 11:49:07 afterwards and next day he was more careful grezell he would cry suddenly flinging down his pen you are my wife do you hear me madam you hear and yet you can sit there calmly darning socks excuse me he would say to his work while i do a dance he rose impulsively and brought his papers nearer her with a table between them she was several feet away from him which was several feet away from him which was was more he said than he could endure sit down for a moment grezell and let me look at you i want to write something most splendidiferous to-day and i am sure to find it in your face i have ceased to be an original writer all the purple patches are cribbed from you he made a point of taking her head in his hands and looking long at her with thoughts too deep for utterance then he would fall in his knees and kiss the hem of her dress and so back to his book again and in time it was all sweet to grizzell she could not be deceived but she loved to see him playing so kind of part and after some sadness to which she could not help giving way she put all vain longings aside she folded them up and put them away like the beautiful linen so that she might see more clearly what was left to her and how best to turn it to account he did not love her not as i love him she said to herself not as married people ought to love but in the other way he loves me dearly by the other way she meant that he loved her as he loved elspeth and loved them both just as he had loved them when all three played in the den he would love me if he could she was certain of that she decided that love does not come to all people as is the common notion

Starting point is 11:51:05 that there are some who cannot fall in love and that he was one of them he was complete in himself she decided is it a pity for him that he married me it would be a pity if he could love some other woman but i am sure he could never do that if he could love any one it would be me we both want it so much he does not need a wife but he needs some one to take care of him all men need that and i can do it much better than any other person had he not married me he never would have married but he may fall ill and then how useful i shall be to him he will grow old and perhaps it won't be quite so lonely to him when i am there it would have been a pity for him to marry me if i had been a foolish woman who asked for more love than he can give but i shall never do that so i think it is not a pity is it a pity for me oh no no no is he sorry he did it at times is he just a weeny bit sorry she watched him and decided rightly that he was not sorry the weeniest bit it was a sweet consolation to her is he really happy yes of course he is happy when he is writing but is he quite contented at other times i do honestly think he is and if he is happy now how much happier i shall be able to make him when i have put away all my selfish thoughts and think only of him the most exquisite thing in human life is to be married to one who loves you as you love him there could be no doubt of that but she saw also that the next best thing was the kind of love this boy gave to her and she would always be always be a good doubt of that-but she saw also that the next best thing was the kind of love this boy gave to her and she would always be always

Starting point is 11:53:02 be grateful for the second best in her prayers she thanked god for giving it to her and promised him to try to merit it and all day and every day she kept her promise there could not have been a brighter or more energetic wife than grezell the amount of work she found to do in that small house which his devotion had made so dear to her that she could not leave it her gaiety her masterful airs when he wanted something that was not good for him the artfulness with which she sought to help him in various matters without his knowing her satisfaction when he caught her at it as clever tommy was constantly doing what a success it has turned out david would say delightedly to himself and grezell was almost as jubilant because it was so far from being a failure it was only sometimes in the night that she lay very still with little wells of water on her eyes and through them saw one the dream of woman whom she feared could never be hers that boy tommy never knew why she did not want to have a child he thought that for the present she was afraid but the reason was that she believed it will be well when he did not love her as she loved him she could not be sure she had to think it all out for herself with little wells of sadness on her eyes she prayed in the still night to god to tell her but she could never hear his answer she no longer sought to teach tommy how he should write that quaint desire was abandoned from the day when she learned that she had destroyed his great

Starting point is 11:54:56 work she had not destroyed it as we shall see but she presumed she had as tommy thought so he had tried to conceal this from her to save her pain but she had found it out and it seemed to grown distrustful of herself that the man who could bear such a loss as he had borne it was best left to write as he chose it was not that i did not love your books she said but that i loved you more and i thought they did you harm in the days when i had wings he answered and she smiled any feathers left you think jocularly and turned his shoulders to her for examination a great many sir she said and i am glad i used to want to pull them all out but now i like to know that they are still there for it means that you remain among the facts not because you can't fly but because you won't i still have my little fights with myself he blurted out boyishly though it was a thing he had never meant to tell her and grizzell pressed his hand for telling her what she already knew so well the new book of course was the wandering child i wonder whether any of you read it now your fathers and mothers thought a great deal of that slim volume but it would make little stir in an age in which all the authors are trying who can say damn loudest it is but a reverie about a child who is lost and his parents search for him in terror of what may have befallen but they find him in a wood singing joyfully to himself because he is free

Starting point is 11:56:48 and he fears to be caged again so runs farther from them into the wood and is running still singing to himself because he is free free that is really all but t sandies knew how to tell it the moment he conceived the idea we have seen him speaking of it to the doctor he knew that it was the idea for him he forgot at once that he did not really care for children he said reverently to himself i can pull it off and as was always the way with him the better he pulled it off the more he seemed to love them it is myself who is writing at least the way with him the better he pulled it off the more he seemed to love them it is myself who is writing at last griselle he said as he read it to her she thought and you can guess whether she was right that it was the book he loved rather than the children she thought and you can guess again that it was not his ideas about children that he had got into the book but hers but she did not say so she said it was the sweetest of his books to her i have heard of another reading he gave this was after the publication of the book he had gone into corp's house one sunday and gavinia was there reading the work to her lord and master while little corp disported on the floor she read as if all the words meant the same thing and it was more than tommy could endure he read for her and his eyes grew moist as he read for it was the most exquisite of his chapters about the lost child you would have said that no one loved children quite so much as t sandies but little corp would not keep quiet and suddenly tommy jumped up and boxed his ears he then proceeded with the reading while gavinia glowered and corp senior scratched his head

Starting point is 11:58:44 on the way home he saw what had happened and laughed at the humour of it then grew depressed then laughed recklessly is it sentimental tommy still he said to himself with a groan seldom a week past without his being reminded in some such sudden way that it was sentimental tommy still but she shall never know he vowed and he continued to be half a hero his name was once more in many mouths come back and be made of more than ever cried that society which he had once enlivened come and hear the pretty things we are saying about you come and make the prettier replies that are already on the tip of you of your tongue for oh tommy you know they are bring her with you if you must but don't you think that the nice quiet country with the thingham bobs all in bloom would suit her best it is essential that you should run up to see your publisher is it not the men have dinners for you if you want them but we know you don't your yearning eyes are on the ladies tommy we are making up theatre parties of the old entrancing kind you should see our new gowns please come back and help us to put on our cloaks tommy there is a dance on monday come and sit it out with us do you remember the garden party where you said well the laurel walk is still there the beauties of two years ago are still here and there are new beauties and their noses are slightly tilted but no man can move them ha do you pull yourself together at that we were always the reward for your labors tommy your books are move one in the game of making love to us don't be afraid that we shall forget it is a game we know it is and that is why we suit you

Starting point is 12:00:40 come and play in london as you used to play in the den it is all you need of women come and have your fill and we shall send you back refreshed we are not asking you to be disloyal to her only to leave her happy and contented and take a holiday he heard their seductive voices they danced around him in numbers for they knew that the more there were of them the better he would be pleased they whispered they whispered and then ran away looking over their shoulders but he would not budge there was one more dangerous than the rest her he saw before the others came and after they had gone she was a tall incredibly slight woman with eyelashes that needed help and a most disdainful mouth and nose and she seemed to look scornfully at tommy and then stand waiting he was in two minds about what she was waiting for and often he had a fierce desire to go to london to find out but he never went he played the lover to grizzell as before not to intoxicate himself but always to make life sunnier to her if she stayed longer with elspeth and the promised time he became anxious and went in search of her i have not been away an hour she said laughing at him holding little jean up to laugh at him but i cannot do without you for an hour he answered ardently he still laid down his pen to gaze with rapture at her and cry my wife she wanted him to go to london for a change and without her and his heart leaped into his mouth to prevent his saying no yet he said it though in the tommy way without you he exclaimed oh grazell do you think i could find happiness apart from you for a day and could you let me go

Starting point is 12:02:43 and he looked with agonized reproach at her and sat down clutching his head it would be very hard to me she said softly but if the change did you good a change from you oh grazell or i could go with you when you don't want to go he cried huskily you think i could ask it of you he quite broke down and she had to comfort him she was smiling divinely at him all the time as if sympathy had brought her her to love even the tommy way of saying things i thought it would be sweet to you to see how great my faith in you is now she said this was the true reason why generous griselle had proposed to him to go she knew he was more afraid than she of sentimental tommy and she thought her faith would be a helping hand to him as it was he had no regard for lady pippenworth of all the women he had dallied with she was the one he liked the least for he never liked where he could not esteem perhaps she had some good in her but the good in her had never appealed to him and he knew it and refused to harbour her in his thoughts now he cast her out determinedly when she seemed to enter them unbidden but still he was vain she came disdainfully and stood waiting we have seen him wondering what she waited for but though he could not be sure and so was drawn to her he took it as acknowledgment of his prowess and so was helped to run away to walk away would be the more exact term for his favorite method of exorcising this lady was to rise from his chair and take a long walk with griselle

Starting point is 12:04:36 occasionally if she was occupied in a number of duties our busy gazelle found to hand he walked alone and he would not let himself brood some one had once walked from thrums to the top of the law and back in three hours and tommy made several games some attempts to beat the record setting out to escape that willowy woman soon walking her down and returning in a glow of animal spirits it was on one of these occasions when there was nothing in his head but ambition to do the fifth mile within the eleven minutes that he suddenly met her ladyship face to face we have now come to the last fortnight of tommy's life end of chapter thirty three chapter thirty four of tommy and grezell this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox dot org tommy and grezell by j m barry chapter thirty four a way is found for tommy a moment for which he had tried to prepare himself was come and tommy gulped down his courage which had risen suddenly to his mouth leaving his chest in a panic outwardly he seemed unmoved but within he was beating to arms this is the test of us all that was good in him cross this is the test of us all that was good in him cried as it answered his summons they began by shaking hands as is always the custom in the ring

Starting point is 12:06:26 then without any preliminary sparring lady piffinworth immediately knocked him down that is to say she remarked with a little laugh how very stout you are getting i swear by all the gods that it was untrue he had not got very stout though undeniably he had got stouter how well you are looking would have been a very ladylike way of saying it but his girth was best not referred to at all those who liked him had learned this long ago and grizzell always shifted the buttons without comment her malicious ladyship had found his one weak spot at once he had a reply ready for every other opening in the english tongue but now he could writhe only who would have expected to meet her here he said at last feebly she explained and he had guessed it already that she was again staying with the rindouls the castle indeed was not half a mile from where they stood but i think i really came to see you she informed him with engaging frankness it was very good of her he intimated stiffly but the stiffness was chiefly because she was still looking in an irritating way at his waist suddenly she looked up to tommy it was as if she had raised the siege why aren't you nice to me she asked fridily i want to be he replied she showed him away when i saw you steaming towards the castle so swiftly she said dropping badinage the hope entered my head that you had heard of my arrival

Starting point is 12:08:17 she had come a step nearer and it was like an invitation to return to the arbor this is the test of us all that was good in tommy cried once more to him no i had not heard he replied bravely if baldly i was taking a smart walk on only why so smart as that he hesitated and her eyes left his face and travelled downward were you trying to walk it off she asked sympathetically he was stung and replied in words that were regretted as soon as spoken i was trying to walk you off a smile of satisfaction crossed her impudent face i succeeded he added sharply how cruel of you to say so when you had made me so very happy do you often take smart walks mr sandies often and always with me i leave you behind with mrs sandies had she seemed to be in the least affected by their meeting it would have been easy to him-ixte by their meeting it would have been easy to him to be a contrite man at once any sign of shame on her part would have filled him with desire to take all the blame upon himself had she cut him dead he would have begun to respect her but she smiled disdainfully only and stood waking she was still as ever a cold passion inviting his warm ones to leap at it he shuddered a little but controlled himself and did not answer her i suppose she is the lady of the arbor lady pippenworth inquired with mild interest she is the lady of my heart tommy replied valiantly alas said lady pippenworth putting her hand over her own but he felt himself more secure now and could even smile at the woman for thinking she was able to provoke him look upon me she requested as a deputation sent north to

Starting point is 12:10:25 discover why you have gone into hiding i suppose a country life does seem exiled to you he replied calmly and suddenly his bosom rose with pride in what was coming tommy always heard his finest things coming a moment before they came if i have retired he went on windily from the insincerities and glitter of life in town but it was not his face she was looking at it was his waist the reason is obvious he rapped out she nodded assent without raising her eyes yet he still controlled himself his waist like some fair tortured lady of romance was calling to his knighthood for defence but with the truer courage he affected not to hear i am in hiding as you call it he said doggedly because my life here is such a round of happiness as i never hope to find on earth and i owe it all to my wife if you don't believe me ask lord or lady rintoule or any other person in this countryside who knows her but her ladyship had already asked and been annoyed by the answer she assured tommy that she believed he was happy i have often heard she said musingly that the stout people are the happiest i am not so stout he barked now i call that brave of you said she admiringly that is so much the wisest way to take it and i am sure you are right not to return to town after what you were it would be a pity somehow it

Starting point is 12:12:10 and again her eyes were on the wrong place it does not seem to go with the books and yet she said philosophically i dare say you feel just the same i feel very much the same he replied warningly that is the tragedy of it said she she told him that the new book had brought the tommy society to life again and it could not hold its meetings with the old enthusiasm could it she asked sweetly if you came back oh i think you act most judiciously fancy how melancholy if they had to announce that the society had been wound up owing to the stoutness of the master tommy's mouth opened twice before any words could come out take care he cried of what said she curling her lip he begged her pardon you don't like me lady pippenworth he said watching himself and i don't wonder at it and you have discovered a way of hurting me of which you make rather unmerciful use well i don't wonder at that either if i am stoutish i have at least the satisfactory of knowing that it gives you entertainment and i owe you that amend and more he was really in a fury and burning to go on for i did have the whip-hand of you once madam etc etc but by a fine effort he held his rage a prisoner and the admiration of himself that this engendered lifted him into the sublime for i so far forgot myself said tommy in a glow as to try to make you love me you were beautiful and cold no man had ever stirred you my one excuse is that to be loved by such as you

Starting point is 12:14:07 was no small ambition my fitting punishment is that i failed he knew he had not failed and so could be magnanimous i failed utterly he said with grandeur you were laughing at me all the time if proof of it were needed you have given it now by coming here to mock me i thought i was stronger than you but i was ludicrously mistaken and you taught me a lesson i richly deserved you did me good and i thought i was stronger than you-i was ludicrously mistaken and you did me good and i thought that you-i was a lesson i richly deserved you did me good and i thought thank you for it believe me lady pippenworth when i say that i admit my discomfiture and remain your very humble and humbled servant now was not that good of tommy you would think it still better were i to tell you what part of his person she was looking at while he said it he held out his hand generously there was no noble act he could not have performed for her just now but whatever her ladyship wanted it was not to say good-bye do you mean that you never cared for me she asked with the tremor that always made tommy kind never cared for you he exclaimed fervently what were you not to me in those golden days it was really a magnanimous cry meant to help her self-respect nothing more but it alarmed the good in him and he said sternly but of course that is all over now it is only a sweet memory he added to make these two remarks mix the sentiment of this was so agreeable to him that he was half thinking of raising her hand chivalrously to his lips when lady pippenworth said but if it is all over now why have you still to walk me off

Starting point is 12:15:56 have you never had to walk me off said tommy forgetting himself and to his surprise she answered yes but this meeting has cured me she said with dangerous graciousness dear lady pippenworth replied thomas tommy ardently thinking that his generosity had touched her if anything i have said it is not so much what you have said she answered and again she looked at the wrong part of him he gave way in the waist and then drew himself up if so little a thing as that helps you he began haughtily little she cried reproachfully he tried to go away he turned there was a time he thundered it is over said she when you were at my feet said tommy it is over she said it could come again she laughed a contemptuous no yes tommy cried too stout said she with a drawl he went closer to her she stood waiting disdainfully and his arms fell too stout she repeated let us put it in that way since it pleases you said tommy heavily i am too stout he could not help adding and be thankful lady pithenworth let us both be thankful that there's some reason to prevent my trying she bowed mockingly as he raised his hat i wish you well he said and these are my last words to you and he retired not without distinction he retired shall we say as conscious of his waist as if it were some poor soldier he was supporting from a stricken field he said many things to himself on the way home and he was many tommy's but all with the same waste

Starting point is 12:17:47 it intruded on his noblest reflections and kept ringing up the worst in him like some devil at the telephone no one could have been more thankful that on the whole he had kept his passions in check it made a strong man of him it turned him into a joyous boy and he tingled with hurrahs then suddenly he would hear that jeering bell clanging too stout too stout take care he roared oh the vanity of tommy he did not tell griselle that he had met her ladyship all she knew was that he came back to her more tender and kind if that were possible than he had gone away his eyes followed her about the room until she made mary over it and still they dwelt upon her how much more beautiful you are than any other woman i ever saw grezell he said and it was not only true but he knew it was true what was lady pippenworth beside this glorious woman what was her damnable coldness compared to the love of griselle was he unforgivable or was it some flaw in the making of him for which he was not responsible with clenched hands he asked himself these questions this love that all his books were about what was it was it a compromise between affection and passion countenanced by god for the continuance of the race made beautiful by him where the ingredients are in right proportion a flower springing from a soil that is not all divine oh so exquisite a flower he cried for he knew his grizzell

Starting point is 12:19:31 but he could not love her he gave her all his affection but his passion like an outlaw had ever to hunt alone was it that and if it was did there remain in him enough of humanity to give him the right to ask a little sympathy of those who can love so tommy in his despairing moods and the question ought to find some place in his epitaph which by the way it is almost time to write on the day following his meeting with lady pippenworth came a note from lady rintoul inviting griselle and him to lunch they had been to rintoul once or twice before but this time tommy said decisively we shan't go he guessed who had prompted the invitation though her name was not mentioned in it why not grizell asked she was always afraid that she kept tommy too much to herself because i object to being disturbed during the honey he replied lightly their honeymoon you know was never to end they would separate us for hours griselle think of it but pooh the thing is not to be thought of tell her ladyship courteously that she must be mad but though he could speak thus to griselle that came to him tempestuous desires to be by the side of the woman who could mock him and then stand waiting had she shown any fear of him all would have been well with tommy he could have kept away from her complacently but she had flung down the glove and laughed to see him edge away from it he knew exactly what was in her mind he was too clever not to know that her one desire was to make him a miserable man to remember how he had subdued and left her would be gall to lady pippenworth until she achieved the same triumph over him

Starting point is 12:21:25 how confident she was that he could never prove the stronger of the two again what were all her mockings but a beckoning to him to come on take care said tommy between his teeth and then again horror of himself would come to his rescue the man he had been a moment ago was vile to him and all his thoughts were now heroic you may remember that he had once taken griselle to a seaside place they went there again it was tommy's proposal but he did not go to flee from temptation however his worst nature had been stirred and his vanity pricked he was too determinedly grisels to fear that in any fierce hour he might rush into danger he wanted griselle to come away from the place where she always found so much to do for him so that there might be the more for him to do for her and that week was as the time they had spent there before all that devotion which had to be planned could do for woman he did grezell saw him planning it and never admitted that she saw in the after years it was sweet to her to recall that week and the hundred laboriously lover-like things tommy had done in it she knew by this time that tommy had never tried to make her love him and that it was only when her love for him revealed itself in the den that desire to save her pride made him pretend to be in love with her this knowledge would have been a great pain to her once but now it had had more of pleasure in it for it showed that even in those days he had struggled a little for her we must hasten to the inn those of you who took in the newspapers a quarter of a century ago know what it was but none of you know why he climbed the wall

Starting point is 12:23:14 they returned to thrums in a week they had meant to stay longer but suddenly tommy wanted to go back yes it was lady pippenworth who recalled him but don't think too meanly of tommy it was not that he yielded to one of those fierce desires to lift the gauntlet he had got rid of them in fair fight when her letter reached him forwarded from thrums did you really think your manuscript was lost it said that was what took tommy back griselle did not know the reason he gave her another he thought very little about her that day he thought still less about lady pithenworth how could he think of anything but it she had it evidently she had it she must have stolen it from his bag he could not even spare time to denounce her it was alive his manuscript was alive and every moment brought him nearer to it he was a miser and soon his hands would be deep among the gold he was a mother whose son mourned for dead is knocking at the door he was a swain and his beloved's arms were outstretched to him who said that tommy could not love the ecstasies that came over him and would not let him sit still made grezell wonder is it a book she asked and he said it was a book such a book when he started for the castle next morning she thought he wanted to be alone to think of the book of it and you he said and having started he came back to kiss her again he never forgot to have an impulse to do do that but all the way to the spittle it was of his book he thought it was his book he was kissing his heart sang within him and the songs were sonnets to his beloved

Starting point is 12:25:09 to be worthy of his beautiful manuscript he prayed for that as lovers do that his love should be his his alone was as wondrous to him as to any of them but we are not noticing what proved to be the chief thing though there was some son the air was shrewd and he was wearing the old doctor's coat should you have taken it with you tommy he had loved griselle for it was a bit of him and what think you would the old doctor have cared for your manuscript had he known that you were gone out to meet that woman it was cruel no not cruel but thoughtless to wear the old doctor to wear the old doctor's coat he found no one at the spittle the men were out shooting and the ladies had followed to lunch with them on the moors he came upon them a gay party in the hollow of a hill where was a spring suddenly converted into a wine-cellar and soon the men if not the ladies were surprised to find that tommy could be the gayest of them all he was in hilarious spirit and had a gallantly forgiving glance for the only one of them who were surprised to find that tommy could be the gayest of them all he was in hilarious spirit and had a gallantly forgiving glance for the only one of them who knew why his spirits were hilarious but he would not consent to remain to dinner the wretch is so hopelessly in love with his wife lady rintoul said flinging a twig of heather at him it was one of the many trivial things said on that occasion and long remembered the only person who afterwards professed her inability to remember what tommy said to her that day and she to him was lady pippenworth and yet you walked back to the castle with him they reminded her if i had known that anything was to happen she replied indolently i should have taken more note of what was said but as it was i think we talked of our chance of finding white heather

Starting point is 12:27:07 we were looking for it and that is why we fell behind you that was not why tommy and her ladyship fell behind the others and it was not of white heather that they talked you know why i am here alice he said as soon as there was no one but her to hear him she was in as great tension at that moment as he but more anxious not to show it why do you call me that she replied with a little laugh because i want you to know at once he said and it was the truth that i have no vindictive feelings you have kept my manuscript from me all this time but severe though the punishment has been i deserved it yes every day of it lady pippenworth smiled you took it from my bag did you not said tommy yes where is it alice have you got it here no but you know where it is oh yes she said graciously and then it seemed that nothing could ever disturb him again she enjoyed his boyish glee she walked by his boyish glee she walked by his his side listening airily to it had there been a fire in the room that day i should have burned the thing she said without emotion it would have been no more than my deserts tommy replied cheerfully i did burn it three months afterwards she said calmly he stopped but she walked on he sprang after her you don't mean that alice i do mean it with a gesture fierce and yet employing he compelled her to stop before god is this true he cried yes she said it is true and indeed it was the truth about his manuscript at last but you had a copy of it made first say you had i had not she seemed to have no fear of him though his face was rather terrible i meant to destroy it from the first she said coldly

Starting point is 12:29:05 but i was afraid to i took it back with me to london one day i read in a paper that your wife was supposed to have burned it while she was insane she was insane was she not ah well that is not my affair but i burned it for her that afternoon they were moving on again he stopped her once more why have you told me this he cried was it not enough for you that i should think she did it no lady pippenworth answered that was not enough for me i always wanted you to know that i had done it and you wrote that letter you filled me with joy so that you should gloat over my disappointment horrid of me was it not said she why did you not tell me when we met the other day i bided my time as the tragedians say you would not have told me tommy said staring into her face if you had you thought i cared for you had you thought i cared for you a little i should have waited she confessed until you cared for me a great deal and then i should have told you that i admit was my intention she had returned his gaze smilingly and as she strolled on she gave him another smile over her shoulder it became a protesting pout almost when she saw that he was not accompanying her tommy stood still for some minutes his hands his teeth every bit of him that could close tight clenched when he made up on her the devil was in him she had been gathering a nosegay of wild flowers pretty are they not she said to him he took hold of her harshly by both wrists she let him do it and stood waiting disdainfully but she was less unprepared for a blow than for what came how you love me alice he said in a voice shaking with passion how i have proved it she replied promptly love or hate

Starting point is 12:31:04 he went on in a torrent of words they are the same thing with you i don't care what you call it it has made you come back to me you tried hard to stay away how you fought alice but you had to come i knew you would come all this time you have been longing for me to go to you you have stamped your pretty feet because i did not go you have cried he shall come you have vowed you would not go one step of the way to meet me i saw you i heard you and i wanted you as much as you wanted me but i was always the stronger and i could resist it is i who have not gone a step toward you and it is my proud little alice who has come all the way proud little alice but she is to be my obedient little alice now his passion hurled him along and it had its effect on her she might curl her mouth as she chose but her bosom rose and fell obedience she cried with a laugh obedience said tommy quivering with his intensity obedient not because i want it for i prefer you as you are but because you are longing for it my lady because it is what you came here for you have been a virago only because you feared you were not to get it why have you grown so quiet alice where are the words you want to torment me with say them i love to hear the word you want to torment me with say them i love to hear the from your lips i love the demon in you the demon that burned my book i love you the more for that it was your love that made you do it why don't you scratch and struggle for the last time i am half sorry that little alice is to scratch and struggle no more go on said little alice you talk beautifully but though her tongue could mock him all the rest of her was enchained whether i shall love you when you are tamed he went on with her

Starting point is 12:33:04 the emmence i don't know you must take the risk of that but i love you now we were made for one another you and i and i love you alice i love you and you love me you love me my peerless alice don't you say you love me your melting eyes are saying it how you tremble sweet alice is that your way of saying it i want to hear you say it you have been longing to say it for two years come love say it now it was not within this woman's power to resist him she tried to draw away from him but could not she was breathing quickly the mocking-light quivered on her face only because it had been there so long if it went out she would be helpless he put his hands on her shoulders and she was helpless it brought her mouth nearer his she was offering him her mouth no said tommy masterfully i won't kiss you until you say it if there had not been a look of triumph in his eyes she would have said it as it was she broke from him panting she laughed next minute and with that laugh his power fell among the heather really said lady pippenworth you are much too stout for this kind of thing she looked him up and down with a comic sigh you talk as well as ever she said condolingly but hi-ho you don't look the same i've done the best i could for you for the sake of old times but i forgot to shut my eyes shall we go on and they went on silently one of them very white i believe you are blaming me her ladyship's said making a face just before they overtook the others when you know it was your own fault for she suddenly rippled for not waiting until it was too dark for me to see you

Starting point is 12:34:59 they strolled with some others of the party to the flower-garden which was some distance from the house and surrounded by a high wall studded with iron spikes and glass lady rintoul cut him some flowers for gazelle but he left them on a garden seat accidentally every one thought afterwards in the drawing-room when they were missed but he had laid them down because how could those degraded hands of his carry flowers again to there was great remorse in him but there was a shrieking vanity also and though the one told him to be gone the other kept him lagging on they had torn him a dozen times from each other's arms before he was man enough to go it was gloaming when he set off waving his hat to those who had come to the door with him lady pippenworth was not among them he had not seen her to bid her good-bye nor wanted to for the better sight of him had prevailed so he thought it was a man shame-stricken and determined to kill the devil in him that went down that long avenue so he thought a tall thin woman was standing some twenty yards off among some holly trees she kissed her hand mockingly to him and beckoned and laughed when he stood irresolute he thought he heard her cry too stout he took some fierce steps towards her she ran on looking over her shoulder and he forgot all else and followed her she darted into the flower garden pulling the gate to after her it was was a gate that locked when it closed and the key was gone lady pippenworth clapped her hands because he could not reach her when she saw that he was climbing the wall she ran farther into the garden he climbed the wall but as he was descending one of the iron spikes on the top of it

Starting point is 12:37:00 pierced his coat which was buttoned to the throat and he hung there by the neck he struggled as he choked but he could not help himself he was unable to cry out the collar of the old doctor's coat held him fast they say that in such a moment a man reviews all his past life i don't know whether tommy did that but his last reflection before he passed into unconsciousness was serves me right perhaps it was only a little bit of sentiment for the end lady disdain came back to the gate by and by to see why he had not followed her she screamed and then hid in the recesses of the garden he had been dead for some time when they found him they left the gate creaking in the evening wind after a long time a terrified woman stole out by it end of chapter thirty four chapter thirty five of tommy and grezell this is a libravox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox dot org tommy and griselle by j m barry chapter thirty five the perfect lover tommy has not lasted more than once since it became known that i was writing his life i have been asked whether there ever really was such a person and i am afraid to inquire for his books at the library lest they are no longer there a recent project to bring out a new edition with introductions by some other tommy receive so little support that it fell to the ground it must be admitted that so far as the great public is concerned

Starting point is 12:39:04 concerned thomas sandies is done for they have even forgotten the manner of his death though probably no young writer with an eye on posterity ever had a better send-off we really thought at the time that tommy had found a way the surmise at rindoul immediately accepted by the world as a fact was that he had been climbing the wall to obtain for griselle the flowers accidentally left in the garden and it at once tipped the tragedy with gold the newspapers which were in the middle of the dull season thanked their gods for tommy and enthusiastically set to work on him great minds wrote criticisms of what they called his life-work the many persons who had been the first to discover him said so again his friends were in demand for the most trivial reminiscences unhappy pymne cleared eleven pounds ten shillings shall we quote it is nearly always done at this stage of the biography so now for the testimonials to prove that our hero was without a flaw a few specimens will suffice if we select some that are very like many of the others it keeps griselle waiting but tommy as you have seen was always the great one she existed only that he might show how great he was busy among us of late says one has been the grim visitor who knocks with equal confidence at the doors of the gifted and the ungifted the pauper and the prince and twice in one short month has he taken from us men of an eminence greater perhaps than that of mr sandies but of them it could be said their work was finished while his son sinks tragically when it is yet day not by what his riper years might have achieved

Starting point is 12:41:06 can this pure spirit now be judged and to us we confess there is something infinitely pathetic in that thought we would fain shut our eyes and open them again at twenty years hence with mr sandies in the fulness of his powers it is not to be what he might have become is hidden from us what he was we know he was little more than a stripling when he burst upon the town to be its marvel and to die a marvellous boy indeed yet how unlike in character and in the nobility of his short life as in the mournful yet lovely circumstances of his death to that other might have been who perished in his pride our young men of letters have travelled far since the days of chatterton time was when a riotous life was considered part of their calling when they shunned the domestic ties and actually held that the consummate artist is able to love nothing but the creations of his fancy it is such men as thomas sandies who have exploded that pernicious fallacy whether his name will march down the ages is not for us his contemporaries to determine he had the most modest opinion of his own work and was humbled rather than elated when he heard it praised no one ever loved praise less to be pointed at as a man of distinction was abhorrent to his shrinking nature he seldom indeed knew that he was being pointed at for his eyes were ever on the ground he set no great store by the remarkable popularity of his works nothing he has been heard to say to one of those gushing ladies who were his aversion nothing will so certainly perish as the talk of the

Starting point is 12:43:03 town it may be so but if so the greater the pity that he has gone from among us before he had time to put the coping stone upon his work there is a beautiful passage in one of his own books in which he sees the spirits of gallant youth who died too young for immortality haunting the portals of the elysian fields and the great shades come to the portal and talk with them we venture to say that he is at least one of these what was the individuality behind the work they discussed it in leading articles and in the correspondence columns and the man proved to be greater than his books his distaste for admiration is again and again insisted on and illustrated by many characteristic anecdotes he owed much to his parents though he had the misfortune to lose them when he was but a child little is known of his father but we understand that he was a retired military officer in easy circumstances the mother was a canny scotch woman of lowly birth conspicuous for her devoutness even in a land where it is every one's birthright and on their marriage which was a singularly happy one they settled in london going little into society the world forgetting by the world forgot and devoting themselves to each other and to their two children of these thomas was the elder and as the twig was early bent so did the tree incline from his earliest years he was noted for the modesty which who remember his boyhood in scotland whither the children went to an uncle on the death of their parents still speak of with glistening eyes in another column will be found some interesting recollections of mr sandys by his old schoolmaster mr david cathrow m a who testifies with natural pride to the industry and amiability of his famous pupil to know him says mr catherine

Starting point is 12:45:17 according to another authority t sandys got his early modesty from his father who was of a very sweet disposition and some instances of this modesty are given they are all things that elspeth did but tommy is now represented as the person who had done them on the other hand his strong will singleness of purpose and enviable capacity for knowing what he wanted to be at were a a heritage from his practical and sagacious mother i think he was a little proud of his strength of will writes the r a who painted his portrait now in america for i remember his anxiety that it should be suggested in the picture but another acquaintance a lady replies he was not proud of his strong will but he liked to hear it spoken up and he once told me the reason this strength of will was not as is generally supposed inherited by him he was born without it and acquired it by a tremendous effort i believe i am the only person to whom he confided this for he shrank from talk about himself looking upon it as a form of that sentimentality which his soul abhorred he seems often to have warned ladies against this essentially womanish tendency to the sentimental it is an odious onion dear lady he would say holding both her hands to him his if men in his presence talk sentimentally to ladies he was so irritated that he soon found a pretext for leaving the room yet let it not be thought says one who knew him well that because he was so sternly practical himself he was intolerant of the outpourings of the sentimental the man in short reflected the views on this subject which are so admirably phrased in his books works that seem to me to found

Starting point is 12:47:18 one of their chief claims to distinction on this that at last we have a writer who can treat intimately of human love without leaving one smear of the onion upon his pages on the whole it may be noticed comparatively few ladies contribute to the obituary reflections for the simple reason says a simple man that he went but little into female society he who could write so eloquently about women never seemed to know what to say to them ordinary tittle-tettled from them disappointed him i should say that to him there was so much of the divine in women that he was depressed when they hid their wings this view is supported by clubmen who notes that tommy would never join in the somewhat free talk about the other sex in which many men indulge i remember he says a man's dinner at which two of those present both persons of eminence started a theory that every man who has blessed or cursed with the artistic instinct has at some period of his life wanted to marry a barmaid mr sandies gave them such a look that they at once apologised trivial perhaps but significant on another occasion i was in a club smoking-room when the talk was of a similar kind mr sandy's was not present a member said with a laugh i wonder for how long men can be together without talking gamesomely of women before any answer could be given mr sandy strolled in and immediately the atmosphere cleared as if someone had opened the windows when he had gone the member addressed turned to him who had propounded the problem and said there is your answer as long as sandys is in the room

Starting point is 12:49:12 a fitting epitaph this for thomas sandies says the paper that quotes it if we could not find a better mr sandys was from first to last a man of character but why when others falter was he always so sure-footed it is in the answer to this question that we find the key to the books and to the man who was greater than the books he was the perfect lover as he died seeking flowers for her who had the high honour to be his wife so he had always lived he gave his affection to her as our correspondent miss or mrs ailey mclean shows in his earliest boyhood and from this his one romance he never swerved to the moment of his death all his beautiful thoughts were flowers plucked for her his books were bunches of them gathered to place at her feet no harm now in reading between the lines of his books and culling what is the common knowledge of his friends in the north that he had to serve a long apprenticeship before he won her for long his attachment was unreclicated though she was ever his loyal friend and the volume called unrequited love belongs to the period when he thought his life must be lived alone the circumstances of their marriage are at once too beautiful and too painful to be dwelt on here enough to say that should the particulars ever be given to the world with the simple story of his life a finer memorial will have been raised to him than anything in stone such as we see a committee is already being formed to erect

Starting point is 12:51:00 we venture to propose as a title for his biography the story of the perfect lover yes that memorial committee was formed but so soon do people forget the hero of yesterday's paper that only the secretary attended the first meeting and he never called another but here five and twenty years later is the biography with the title changed you may wonder that i have the heart to write it i do it i have sometimes pretended to myself that we may all laugh at the stripling of a rogue but that was never my reason have i been too cunning or have you seen through me all the time have you discovered that i was really pitying the boy who was so fond of boyhood that he could not with years become a man telling nothing that he could not with years become a man telling nothing that i was really pitying the boy who was so fond of boyhood that he could not with years become a man telling nothing about him that was not true but doing it with unnecessary scorn in the hope that i might goad you into crying come come you are too hard on him perhaps the manner in which he went to his death deprives him of these words had the castle gone on fire that day while he was at tea and he perished in the flames in a splendid attempt to save the life of his enemy a very poor probable thing, then you might have felt a little liking for him. Yet he would have been precisely the same person. I don't blame you, but you are a Tommy. Griselle knew how he died. She found Lady Pippenworth's letter to him and understood who the woman was, but it was only in hopes of

Starting point is 12:52:39 obtaining the lost manuscript that she went to see her. Then Lady Pippenworth told her all. Are you sorry that Griselle knew? I am not so. sorry i am glad as a child as a girl and as a wife the truth had been all she wanted and she wanted it just the same when she was a widow we have a right to know the truth no right to ask anything else from god but the right to ask that and to her latest breath she went on loving tommy just the same she thought everything out calmly for herself she saw that there is no great man on this earth the man who conquers self and that in sum the accursed thing which is in all of us may be so strong that to battle with it and be beaten is not altogether to fail it is foolish to demand complete success of those we want to love we should rejoice when they rise for a moment above themselves and sympathize with them when they fall in their heyday young lovers think each other perfect but a nobler love comes when they see the failings also and this higher love is so much more worth attaining too that they need not cry out though it has to be beaten into them with rods so they learn humanity's limitations and that their accursed thing to me is not the accursed thing to you but i'll have it and from this comes pity for those

Starting point is 12:54:15 who have sinned and the desire to help each other springs for knowledge is sympathy and sympathy is love and to learn it the son of god became a man and grizzell also thought anxiously about herself and how from the time when she was the smallest girl she had longed to be a good woman and feared that perhaps she never should and as she looked back at the road she had travelled there came along it the little girl to judge her she came along it the little girl to judge her she came trembling but determined to know the truth and she looked at griselle until she saw into her soul and then she smiled well pleased griselle lived on at double dykes helping david in the old way she was too strong and fine in nature to succumb even her brightness came back to her they sometimes wondered at the serenity of her face some still thought her a little stand-offish for though the pride had gone from her walk a distinction of manner grew upon her and made her seem a finer lady than before there was no other noticeable change except that with the years she lost her beautiful contours and became a little angular the old maid's figure i believe it is sometimes called no one would have dared to smile at greiselle become an old maid before some of the young men of thrums they were people who would have suffered much for her and all because she had the courage to talk to them of some things before their marriage-day came round and for their young wives who had tidings to whisper to her about the unborn she had the pretty idea that they should live with beautiful thoughts so that these might become part of the child when givinia told this to corp he gulped and said i wonder god could hay hay in the heart life's a queerer thing givinia replied sadly not

Starting point is 12:56:17 than we used to think it when we was barrens in the den he spoke of it to grizzell she let corp speak of anything to her because he was so loyal to to tommy you've given away a your bonny things griselle he said one by one and this notion is the bonniest o them ah i'm thinking that when it cam into your head you meant it for yourself griselle smiled at him ay mine corp went on how when you was little you couldn't see a baron without rocking your arms in a waifful kind o away and we could never thaw the meaning out it just comes over me this minute as it meant that when you was a woman you would like terrible to hay barons oh your aim and you doubted you never should she raised her hand to stop him you see i was not meant to have them corp she said i think that when women are too fond of other people's babies they never have any of their own but corp shook his head i didn't understand it he told her but i'm sure you was meant to hay them something's gain rang she was still smiling at him but her eyes were wet now and she drew him on to talk of the days when tommy was a boy it was sweet to grizzell to listen while elspeth and david told her of the thousand things tommy had done for her when she was ill but she loved best to talk with corp of the time when they were all children in the den the days of childhood are the best she lived so long after tommy that she was almost a middle-aged woman when she died and so the painted lady's daughter has found a way of making tommy's life

Starting point is 12:58:08 the story of a perfect lover after all the little girl she had been comes steving back into the book and rocks her arms joyfully and we see grizzell's crooked smile for the last time end of chapter thirty five end of tommy and griselle by j m

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