Agatha did not answer. She could not protest that Gregory possessed any of these qualities, and Mrs. Hastings continued:
“Has he even a more handsome person? I could point to a dozen men between here and the railroad, whose clean, self-denying lives have set a stamp on them that Gregory will never wear. To descend to perhaps the lowest point of all, has he more money? We know he wasted what he had—probably in indulgence—and there is a mortgage on his farm. Has he any sense of honor? He let Sally believe he was in love with her before you even came out here, and of late, while he still claimed you, he has gone back to her. Can’t you get away from your point of view, and realize what kind of a man he is?”
Agatha turned her head away. “Ah!” she cried, “I realized him—several months ago. They were painful months to me. But you are quite sure he was in love with Sally before I came out?”
“Well,” Mrs. Hastings declared, “his conduct suggested it.” She laid a caressing hand on the girl’s shoulder. “You tried to keep faith with him. Tried desperately, I think. Did you succeed?”
Agatha contrived to meet the older woman’s eyes.
“At least, I would have married him.”
“Then,” asserted Mrs. Hastings, “I can forgive Gregory even his treachery, and you have no cause to pity him. Sally is simple—primitive, you would call her—but she’s clever and capable in all practical things. She will bear with Gregory when you would turn from him in dismay, and, when it is necessary, she will not shrink from putting a little judicious pressure on him in a way you could not have done. It may sound incomprehensible, but that girl will lead or drive Gregory very much further than he could have gone with you. She doesn’t regard him as perfection, but she loves him.”
Mrs. Hastings paused, and for several minutes there was a tense silence in the little shadowy room. It had grown almost dark, and the square of the window glimmered faintly with the dim light flung up by the snow.
Agatha turned slowly in her chair. “Thank you,” she said in a low voice. “You have taken a heavy weight off my mind.”
She paused a moment, and then added, “You have been a good friend all along. It was supreme good fortune that placed me in your hands.”