"Oh I see!" said the doctor. "Well you'll have to baby her along with the idea that she is earning money and pay her double until you get that off her mind, and while you are at it, put in your best licks, my boy; perk right up and court her like a house afire. Women like it.
All of them do. They glory in feeling that a man is crazy about them."
"Well I'm insane enough over her," said the Harvester, "but I'd hate like the nation for her to know it.
Seems as if a woman couldn't respect such an addle-pate as I am lately."
"Don't you worry about that," advised the doctor.
"Just you make love to her. Go at it in the good old-fashioned way."
"But maybe the `good old-fashioned way' isn't my way."
"What's the difference whose way it is, if it wins?"
"But Kipling says: `Each man makes love his own way!' "
"I seem to have heard you mention that name be fore," said the doctor. "Do you regard him as an authority?"
"I do!" said the Harvester. "Especially when he advises me after my own heart and reason. Miss Jameson is not a silly girl. She's a woman, and twenty-four at least. I don't want her to care for a trick or a pretence. I do want her to love me. Not that I am worth her attention, but because she needs some strong man fearfully, and I am ready and more `willing' than the original Barkis. But, like him, I have to let her know it in my way, and court her according to the promptings of my heart."
"You deceive yourself!" said the doctor flatly. "That's all bosh! Your tongue says it for the satisfaction of your ears, and it does sound well. You will court her according to your ideas of the conventions, as you understand them, and strictly in accordance with what you consider the respect due her. If you had followed the thing you call the `promptings of your heart,' you would have picked her up by main force and brought her to my best ward, instead of merely suggesting it and giving up when she said no. If you had followed your heart, you would have choked the name and amount out of her and paid that devilish debt. You walk away in a case like that, and then have the nerve to come here and prate to me about following your heart. I'll wager my last dollar your heart is sore because you were not allowed to help her; but on the proposition that you followed its promptings I wouldn't stake a penny. That's all tommy-rot!"
"It is," agreed the Harvester. "Utter! But what can a man do?"
"I don't know what you can do! I'd have paid that debt and brought her to the hospital."
"I'll go and ask Mrs. Carey about your courtship. Iwant her help on this, anyway. I can pick up Miss Jameson and bring her here if any man can, but she is nursing a sick woman who depends solely on her for care.
She is above average size, and she has a very decided mind of her own. I don't think you would use force and do what you think best for her, if you were in my place. You would wait until you understood the situation better, and knew that what you did was for the best, ultimately."
"I don't know whether I would or not. One thing is sure: I'm mighty glad you have found her. May Itell my wife?"
"Please do! And ask her if I may depend on her if I need a woman's help. Now I'll call off the valiant police and go home and take a good, sound sleep. Haven't had many since I first saw her."
So Betsy trotted down the valley, up the embankment, crossed the railroad, over the levee across Singing Water, and up the hill to the cabin. As they passed it, the Harvester jumped from the wagon, tossed the hitching strap to Belshazzar, and entered. He walked straight to her door, unlocked it, and uncovering, went inside.
Softly he passed from piece to piece of the furniture he had made for her, and then surveyed the walls and floor.
"It isn't half good enough," he said, "but it will have to answer until I can do better. Surely she will know I tried and care for that, anyway. I wonder how long it will take me to get her here. Oh, if I only could know she was comfortable and happy! Happy! She doesn't appear as if she ever had heard that word. Well this will be a good place to teach her. I've always enjoyed myself here. I'm going to have faith that I can win her and make her happy also. When I go to the stable to do my work for the night if I could know she was in this cabin and glad of it, and if I could hear her down here singing like a happy care-free girl, I'd scarcely be able to endure the joy of it."
