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you have. Poor Wunsch, now, he hasnā€™t. What do such fellows come out here for? Heā€™s been asking me about my mining stock, and about mining towns. What would he do in a mining town? He wouldnā€™t know a piece of ore if he saw one. Heā€™s got nothing to sell that a mining town wants to buy. Why donā€™t those old fellows stay at home? We wonā€™t need them for another hundred years. An engine wiper can get a job, but a piano player! Such people canā€™t make good.ā€

ā€œMy grandfather Alstrom was a musician, and he made good.ā€

Dr. Archie chuckled. ā€œOh, a Swede can make good anywhere, at anything! Youā€™ve got that in your favor, miss. Come, you must be getting home.ā€

Thea rose. ā€œYes, I used to be ashamed of being a Swede, but Iā€™m not any more. Swedes are kind of common, but I think itā€™s better to be something.ā€

ā€œIt surely is! How tall you are getting. You come above my shoulder now.ā€

ā€œIā€™ll keep on growing, donā€™t you think? I particularly want to be tall. Yes, I guess I must go home. I wish thereā€™d be a fire.ā€

ā€œA fire?ā€

ā€œYes, so the fire-bell would ring and the roundhouse whistle would blow, and everybody would come running out. Sometime Iā€™m going to ring the fire-bell myself and stir them all up.ā€

ā€œYouā€™d be arrested.ā€

ā€œWell, that would be better than going to bed.ā€

ā€œIā€™ll have to lend you some more books.ā€

Thea shook herself impatiently. ā€œI canā€™t read every night.ā€

Dr. Archie gave one of his low, sympathetic chuckles as he opened the gate for her. ā€œYouā€™re beginning to grow up, thatā€™s whatā€™s the matter with you. Iā€™ll have to keep an eye on you. Now youā€™ll have to say good night to the moon.ā€

ā€œNo, I wonā€™t. I sleep on the floor now, right in the moonlight. My window comes down to the floor, and I can look at the sky all night.ā€

She shot round the house to the kitchen door, and Dr. Archie watched her disappear with a sigh. He thought of the hard, mean, frizzy little woman who kept his house for him; once the belle of a Michigan town, now dry and withered up at thirty. ā€œIf I had a daughter like Thea to watch,ā€ he reflected, ā€œI wouldnā€™t mind anything. I wonder if all of my lifeā€™s going to be a mistake just because I made a big one then? Hardly seems fair.ā€

Howard Archie was ā€œrespectedā€ rather than popular in Moonstone. Everyone recognized that he was a good physician, and a progressive Western town likes to be able to point to a handsome, well-set-up, well-dressed man among its citizens. But a great many people thought Archie ā€œdistant,ā€ and they were right. He had the uneasy manner of a man who is not among his own kind, and who has not seen enough of the world to feel that all people are in some sense his own kind. He knew that everyone was curious about his wife, that she played a sort of character part in Moonstone, and that people made fun of her, not very delicately. Her own friendsā ā€”most of them women who were distasteful to Archieā ā€”liked to ask her to contribute to church charities, just to see how mean she could be. The little, lopsided cake at the church supper, the cheapest pincushion, the skimpiest apron at the bazaar, were always Mrs. Archieā€™s contribution.

All this hurt the doctorā€™s pride. But if there was one thing he had learned, it was that there was no changing Belleā€™s nature. He had married a mean woman; and he must accept the consequences. Even in Colorado he would have had no pretext for divorce, and, to do him justice, he had never thought of such a thing. The tenets of the Presbyterian Church in which he had grown up, though he had long ceased to believe in them, still influenced his conduct and his conception of propriety. To him there was something vulgar about divorce. A divorced man was a disgraced man; at least, he had exhibited his hurt, and made it a matter for common gossip. Respectability was so necessary to Archie that he was willing to pay a high price for it. As long as he could keep up a decent exterior, he could manage to get on; and if he could have concealed his wifeā€™s littleness from all his friends, he would scarcely have complained. He was more afraid of pity than he was of any unhappiness. Had there been another woman for whom he cared greatly, he might have had plenty of courage; but he was not likely to meet such a woman in Moonstone.

There was a puzzling timidity in Archieā€™s makeup. The thing that held his shoulders stiff, that made him resort to a mirthless little laugh when he was talking to dull people, that made him sometimes stumble over rugs and carpets, had its counterpart in his mind. He had not the courage to be an honest thinker. He could comfort himself by evasions and compromises. He consoled himself for his own marriage by telling himself that other peopleā€™s were not much better. In his work he saw pretty deeply into marital relations in Moonstone, and he could honestly say that there were not many of his friends whom he envied. Their wives seemed to suit them well enough, but they would never have suited him.

Although Dr. Archie could not bring himself to regard marriage merely as a social contract, but looked upon it as somehow made sacred by a church in which he did not believeā ā€”as a physician he knew that a young man whose marriage is merely nominal must yet go on living his life. When he went to Denver or to Chicago, he drifted about in careless company where gayety and good-humor can be bought, not because he had any taste for such society, but because he honestly believed that anything was better than divorce. He often told himself that ā€œhanging and wiving go by destiny.ā€ If wiving went badly

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