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wished　it。　　Lottie　was　in　open　revolt；　and　animated　her　young　men　to　a
share　in　the　insurrection。　　Her　older　brother　was　kindly　and　helpfully
acquiescent；　but　he　was　so　far　from　advising　the　move　that　Kenton　had
regularly　to　convince　himself　that　Richard　approved　it；　by　making　him　say
that　it　was　only　for　the　winter　and　that　it　was　the　best　way　of　helping
Ellen　get　rid　of　that　fellow。　　All　this　did　not　enable　Kenton　to　meet　the
problems　of　his　younger　son；　who　required　him　to　tell　what　he　was　to　do
with　his　dog　and　his　pigeons；　and　to　declare　at　once　how　he　was　to
dispose　of　the　cocoons　he　had　amassed　so　as　not　to　endanger　the　future　of
the　moths　and　butterflies　involved　in　them。　　The　boy　was　so　fertile　in
difficulties　and　so　importunate　for　their　solution；　that　he　had　to　be
crushed　into　silence　by　his　father；　who　ached　in　a　helpless　sympathy　with
his　reluctance。

Kenton　came　heavily　upon　the　courage　of　his　wife；　who　was　urging　forward
their　departure　with　so　much　energy　that　he　obscurely　accused　her　of
being　the　cause　of　it；　and　could　only　be　convinced　of　her　innocence　when
she　offered　to　give　the　whole　thing　up　if　he　said　so。　　When　he　would　not
say　so；　she　carried　the　affair　through　to　the　bitter　end；　and　she　did　not
spare　him　some；　pangs　which　she　perhaps　need　not　have　shared　with　him。　
But　people　are　seldom　man　and　wife　for　half　their　lives　without　wishing
to　impart　their　sufferings　as　well　as　their　pleasures　to　each　other；　and
Mrs。　Kenton；　if　she　was　no　worse；　was　no　better　than　other　wives　in
pressing　to　her　husband's　lips　the　cup　that　was　not　altogether　sweet　to
her　own。　　She　went　about　the　house　the　night　before　closing　it；　to　see
that　everything　was　in　a　state　to　be　left；　and　then　she　came　to　Kenton　in
his　library；　where　he　had　been　burning　some　papers　and　getting　others
ready　to　give　in　charge　to　his　son；　and　sat　down　by　his　cold　hearth　with
him；　and　wrung　his　soul　with　the　tale　of　the　last　things　she　had　been
doing。　　When　she　had　made　him　bear　it　all；　she　began　to　turn　the　bright
side　of　the　affair　to　him。　　She　praised　the　sense　and　strength　of　Ellen；
in　the　course　the　girl　had　taken　with　herself；　and　asked　him　if　he；
really　thought　they　could　have　done　less　for　her　than　they　were　doing。　
She　reminded　him　that　they　were　not　running　away　from　the　fellow；　as　she
had　once　thought　they　must；　but　Ellen　was　renouncing　him；　and　putting　him
out　of　her　sight　till　she　could　put　him　out　of　her　mind。　　She　did　not
pretend　that　the　girl　had　done　this　yet；　but　it　was　everything　that　she
wished　to　do　it；　and　saw　that　it　was　best。　　Then　she　kissed　him　on　his
gray　head；　and　left　him　alone　to　the　first　ecstasy　of　his　homesickness。

It　was　better　when　they　once　got　to　New　York；　and　were　settled　in　an
apartment　of　an　old…fashioned　down…town　hotel。　　They　thought　themselves
very　cramped　in　it；　and　they　were　but　little　easier　when　they　found　that
the　apartments　over　and　under　them　were　apparently　thought　spacious　for
families　of　twice　their　numbers。　　It　was　the　very　quietest　place　in　the
whole　city；　but　Kenton　was　used　to　the　stillness　of　Tuskingum；　where；
since　people　no　longer　kept　hens；　the　nights　were　stiller　than　in　the
country　itself；　and　for　a　week　he　slept　badly。　　Otherwise；　as　soon　as
they　got　used　to　living　in　six　rooms　instead　of　seventeen；　they　were
really　very　comfortable。

He　could　see　that　his　wife　was　glad　of　the　release　from　housekeeping；　and
she　was　growing　gayer　and　seemed　to　be　growing　younger　in　the　inspiration
of　the　great；　good…natured　town。　　They　had　first　come　to　New　York　on
their　wedding　journey；　but　since　that　visit　she　had　always　let　him　go
alone　on　his　business　errands　to　the　East；　these　had　grown　less　and　less
frequent；　and　he　had　not　seen　New　York　for　ten　or　twelve　years。　　He　could
have　waited　as　much　longer；　but　he　liked　her　pleasure　in　the　place；　and
with　the　homesickness　always　lurking　at　his　heart　he　went　about　with　her
to　the　amusements　which　she　frequented；　as　she　said；　to　help　Ellen　take
her　mind　off　herself。　　At　the　play　and　the　opera　he　sat　thinking　of　the
silent；　lonely　house　at　Tuakingum；　dark　among　its　leafless　maples；　and
the　life　that　was　no　more　in　it　than　if　they　had　all　died　out　of　it；　and
he　could　not　keep　down　a　certain　resentment；　senseless　and　cruel；　as　if
the　poor　girl　were　somehow　to　blame　for　their　exile。　　When　he　betrayed
this　feeling　to　his　wife；　as　he　sometimes　must；　she　scolded　him　for　it；
and　then　offered；　if　he　really　thought　anything　like　that；　to　go　back　to
Tuskingum　at　once；　and　it　ended　in　his　having　to　own　himself　wrong；　and
humbly　promise　that　he　never　would　let　the　child　dream　how　he　felt；
unless　he　really　wished　to　kill　her。　　He　was　obliged　to　carry　his　self…
punishment　so　far　as　to　take　Lottie　very　sharply　to　task　when　she　broke
out　in　hot　rebellion；　and　declared　that　it　was　all　Ellen's　fault；　she　was
not　afraid　of　killing　her　sister；　and　though　she　did　not　say　it　to　her；
she　said　it　of　her；　that　anybody　else　could　have　got　rid　of　that　fellow
without　turning　the　whole　family　out　of　house　and　home。

Lottie；　in　fact；　was　not　having　a　bit　good　time　in　New　York；　which　she
did　not　find　equal　in　any　way　to　Tuskingum　for　fun。　　She　hated　the　dull
propriety　of　the　hotel；　where　nobody　got　acquainted；　and　every　one　was　as
afraid　as　death　of　every　one　else；　and　in　her　desolation　she　was　thrown
back　upon　the　society　of　her　brother　Boyne。　　They　became　friends　in　their
common　dislike　of　New　York；　and　pending　some　chance　of　bringing　each
other　under　condemnation　they　lamented　their　banishment　from　Tuskingum
together。　　But　even　Boyne　contrived　to　make　the　heavy　time　pass　more
lightly　than　she　in　the　lessons　he　had　with　a　tutor；　and　the　studies　of
the　city　which　he　carried　on。　　When　the　skating　was　not　good　in　Central
Park　he　spent　most　of　his　afternoons　and　evenings　at　the　vaudeville
theatres。　　None　of　the　dime　museums　escaped　his　research；　and　he
conversed　with　freaks　and　monsters　of　all　sorts　upon　terms　of　friendly
confidence。　　He　reported　their　different　theories　of　themselves　to　his
family　with　the　same　simple…hearted　interest　that　he　criticised　the　song
and　dance　artists　of　the　vaudeville　theatres。　　He　became　an　innocent　but
by　no　means　uncritical　connoisseur　of　their　attractions；　and　he　surprised
with　the　constancy　and　variety　of　his　experience　in　them　a　gentleman　who
sat　next　him　one　night。　　Boyne　thought　him　a　person　of　cultivation；　and
consulted　him　upon　the　opinion　he　had　formed　that　there　was　not　so　much
harm　in　such　places　as　people　said。　　The　gentleman　distinguished　in
saying　that　he　thought　you　would　not　find　more　harm　in　them；　if　you　did
not　bring　it　with　you；　than　you　would　in　the　legitimate　theatres；　and　in
the　hope　of　further　wisdom　from　him；　Boyne　followed　him　out　of　the
theatre　and　helped　him　on　with　his　overcoat。　　The　gentleman　walked　home
to　his　hotel　with　him；　and　professed　a　pleasure　in　his　acquaintance　which
he　said　he　trusted　they　might　sometime　renew。

All　at　once　the　Kentons　began　to　be　acquainted　in　the　hotel；　as　often
happens　with　people　after　they　have　long　ridden　up　and　down　in　the
elevator　together　in　bonds　of　apparently　perpetual　strangeness。　　From　one
friendly　family　their　acquaintance　spread　to　others　until　they　were；
almost　without　knowing　it；　suddenly　and　simultaneously　on　smiling　and
then　on　speaking　terms　with　the　people　of　every　permanent　table　in　the
dining…room。　　Lottie　and　Boyne　burst　the　chains　of　the　unnatural　kindness
which　bound　them；　and　resumed　their　old　relations　of　reciprocal　censure。　
He　found　a　fellow　of　his　own　age　in　the　apartment　below；　who　had　the　same
country　traditions　and　was　engaged　in　a　like　inspection　of　the　city；　and
she　discovered　two　girls　on　another　floor；　who　said　they　received　on
Saturdays　and　wanted　her　to　receive　with　them。　　They　made　a　tea　for　her；
and　asked　some　real　New　Yorkers；　and　such　a　round　of　pleasant　little
events　began　for　her　that　Boyne　was　forced　to　call　his　mother's　attention
to　the　way　Charlotte　was　going　on　with　the　young　men　whom　she　met　and
frankly　asked　to　call　upon　her　without　knowing　anything　about　them；　you
could　not　do　that　in　New　York；　he　said。

But　by　this　time　New　York　had　gone　to　Mrs。　Kenton's　head；　too；　and　she
was　less　fitted　to　deal　with　Lottie　than　at　home。　　Whether　she　had
succeeded　or　not　in　helping　Ellen　take　her　mind　off　herself；　she　had
certainly　freed　her　own　from　introspection　in　a　dream　of　things　which　had
seemed　impossible　before。　　She　was　in　that　moment　of　a　woman's　life　which
has　a　certain　pathos　for　the　intelligent　witness；　when；　having　reared　her
children　and　outgrown　the　more　incessant　cares　of　her　motherhood；　she
sometimes　reverts　to　her　girlish　impulses　and　ideals；　and　confronts　the
remaining　opportunities　of　life　with　a　joyful　hope　unknown　to　our　heavier
and　sullener　sex　in　its　later　years。　　It　is　this　peculiar　power　of
rejuvenescence　which　perhaps　makes　so　many　women　outlive　their　husbands；
who　at　the　same　age　regard　this　world　as　an　accomplished　fact。　　Mrs。
Kenton　had　kept　up　their　reading　long　after　Kenton　found　himself　too　busy
or　too　tired　for　it；　and　when　he　came　from　his　office　at　night　and　fell
asleep　over　the　book　she　wished　him　to　hear；　s