She spoke so eagerly that she woke Jake when she said: “I have it! Why doesn’t your husband go in for ship-building?”
Marie Louise told him about Davidge and what Davidge had said of the need of men. She was sure that she could get him a splendid job, and that Mr. Davidge would do anything for her.
Jake was about to rebuke such impudence as it deserved, but a thought struck him, and he chewed it over. Among the gang of idealists he consorted with, or at least salooned with, the dearest ambition of all was to turn America’s dream of a vast fleet of ships into a nightmare of failure. In order to secure “just recognition” for the workman they would cause him to be recognized as both a loafer and a traitor––that was their ideal of labor.
As Marie Louise with unwitting enthusiasm rhapsodized over the shipyard Jake’s interest kindled. To get into a shipyard just growing, and spread his doctrines among the men as they came in, to bring off strikes and to play tricks with machinery everywhere, to wreck launching-ways so that hulls 161 that escaped all other attacks would crack through and stick––it was a Golconda of opportunities for this modern conquistador. He could hardly keep his face straight till he heard Marie Louise out. He fooled her entirely with his ardor; and when he asked, “Do you think your gentleman friend, this man Davidge, would really give me a job?” she cried, with more enthusiasm than tact:
“I know he would. He’d give anybody a job. Besides, I’m going to take one myself. And, Abbie honey, what would you say to your becoming a ship-builder, too? It would be immensely easier and pleasanter than washing clothes.”
Before Abbie could recover the breath she lost at the picture of herself as a builder of ships the door-bell rang. Abbie peeked and whispered:
“It’s a man.”
“Do you suppose it’s that feller Davidge?” said Jake.
“No, it’s––it’s––somebody else,” said Marie Louise, who knew who it was without looking.
She was at her wit’s end now. Nicky Easton was at the door, and a sister and a brother-in-law whose existence she had not suspected were in the parlor.