“I kin—I kin do that! They like me. The children like me.”
So John entered another phase of his strange life. And none that had preceded it had been more beautiful. The house was always full of children. And he could never be seen on the streets of the town without two or more of them clinging to his hands and the skirts of his old uniform coat. If he happened to meet them coming from school, they would flock after him to his door—one or two—very carefully chosen—to sit on either side of the little invalid’s chair and hear stories the most wonderful outside of story-books. But for the sake of old times Betsy would often have them all in—so that the little rooms were jammed with them—and then they might romp about her as they pleased till John saw that she was tired. Then he would put them all out.
These were the best friends they ever had—the children. But as customers for his wares they were soon supplied and John was idle again. And it was winter—and there was nothing to do and John had never asked for charity and, he had often said, never would.
So there came a day when there was nothing in the house for the white little wife to eat. As for John, he could not have told exactly when he had broken his fast. They said nothing about it to each other—both understood. Betsy even tried to lighten John’s grimness by a pitiful little joke. She thought it would show John how brave she was.
“A drink, John, please. There is plenty of water, is there not?”
“Plenty of water—yes, plenty of water!” said John, in a way that made Betsy tremble. For the first time John was terrible.
She sent him out that afternoon to hunt for work. He came back unsuccessful and with a certain wildness in his eyes.
But there was a supper for them. A stew of meat steamed on the table. John brought it and fed Betsy—wondering without question.
“You, too, John, dearest; you, too.”
Well—John was very hungry and he began to eat. Presently he noticed that Betsy was crying softly. It was a long time before she succumbed to his coaxing. But then she confessed: