himself to the child's strange superiority.
Morgan stopped in their walk, looking up at him. He had to look up
much less than a couple of years before - he had grown, in his
loose leanness, so long and high. "Finish me?" he echoed.
"There are such a lot of jolly things we can do together yet. I
want to turn you out - I want you to do me credit."
Morgan continued to look at him. "To give you credit - do you
"My dear fellow, you're too clever to live."
"That's just what I'm afraid you think. No, no; it isn't fair - I
can't endure it. We'll separate next week. The sooner it's over
the sooner to sleep."
"If I hear of anything - any other chance - I promise to go,"
Morgan consented to consider this. "But you'll be honest," he
demanded; "you won't pretend you haven't heard?"
"I'm much more likely to pretend I have."
"But what can you hear of, this way, stuck in a hole with us? You
ought to be on the spot, to go to England - you ought to go to
"One would think you were MY tutor!" said Pemberton.
Morgan walked on and after a little had begun again: "Well, now
that you know I know and that we look at the facts and keep nothing
back - it's much more comfortable, isn't it?"
"My dear boy, it's so amusing, so interesting, that it will surely
be quite impossible for me to forego such hours as these."
This made Morgan stop once more. "You DO keep something back. Oh
you're not straight - I am!"
"How am I not straight?"
"Oh you've got your idea!"
"Why that I probably shan't make old - make older - bones, and that
you can stick it out till I'm removed."
"You ARE too clever to live!" Pemberton repeated.
"I call it a mean idea," Morgan pursued. "But I shall punish you
by the way I hang on."
"Look out or I'll poison you!" Pemberton laughed.
"I'm stronger and better every year. Haven't you noticed that
there hasn't been a doctor near me since you came?"
"I'M your doctor," said the young man, taking his arm and drawing
him tenderly on again.
Morgan proceeded and after a few steps gave a sigh of mingled
weariness and relief. "Ah now that we look at the facts it's all
They looked at the facts a good deal after this and one of the
first consequences of their doing so was that Pemberton stuck it
out, in his friend's parlance, for the purpose. Morgan made the
facts so vivid and so droll, and at the same time so bald and so
ugly, that there was fascination in talking them over with him,
just as there would have been heartlessness in leaving him alone
with them. Now that the pair had such perceptions in common it was
useless for them to pretend they didn't judge such people; but the
very judgement and the exchange of perceptions created another tie.
Morgan had never been so interesting as now that he himself wasDownload<<BackPagesMainNext>>