Louise sat in the cabin
and worked on her green bag. There was a heavy sky and signs of a storm.
It was not pleasant outside.
Archibald was nursing a grievance. "If your grandfather had only stayed
over another day."
"He had written Tristram that we would come. He is very exact in his
engagements."
"And he feels that fifty years in 'Sconset is better than a cycle
anywhere else."
"Yes. It will be nice to get back to our little gray house, and the
moor, don't you think?"
"Yes. But I wanted to show you Boston as if you had never seen it, and
now I shall never show it."
They were on deck, wrapped up to their chins. "Tell me what you would
have shown me," Becky said; "play that I am Olga and that you are telling
me about it."
He looked down at her. "Well, you've just arrived. You aren't dressed
in a silver-toned cloak with gray furs and a blue turban with a silver
edge. That's a heavenly outfit, Becky. But what made you wear it on a
day like this?"
"It is the silver lining to my--cloud," demurely; "dull clothes are
dreadful when the sky is dark."
"I am not sure but I liked you better in your brown--in the rain with
your hand on my arm---- That is--unforgettable----"
She brought him back to Olga. "I have just arrived----"
"Yes, and you have a shawl over your head, and a queer old coat and funny
shoes. I should have to speak to you through an interpreter, and you
would look at me with eager eyes or perhaps frightened ones."
"And first we should have gone to Bunker Hill, and I should have said,
'Here we fought. Not of hatred of our enemy, but for love of liberty.
The thing had to be done, and we did it. We had a just cause.' And then
I should have taken you to Concord and Lexington, and I would have said,
'These farmers were clean-hearted men. They believed in law and order,
they hated anarchy, and upon that belief and upon that hatred they built
up a great nation.' And thus ends the first lesson."
He paused. "Lesson the second would have to do with the old churches."
They had stopped by the rail; the wind buffeted them, but they did not
heed it. "It was in the churches that the ideals of the new nation were
crystallized. No country prospers which forgets its God."
"Lesson number three," he went on, "would have had to do with the
bookshops."
"The bookshops?"
He nodded. "The old bookshops and the new of Boston. I would have taken
you to them, and I would have said,
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