The Upas Tree: A Christmas Story for all the Year
eturned to consciousness, was of
y; he had some difficulty
, a moment later, Aubrey Treherne, lying back in the
ectedly. You were trying, in a sleepy fashion, to tell me how you came to
n silence at hi
better for
out," said Ro
poured something into a gla
boy. It will s
odour, fragrant; but otherwise, for augh
k careful note of
leaned forward and twanged the strings
your tuning-fork?"
y had exp
just now. I gave away mine last week.
w to tune a 'cel
gested Aubrey, with th
w out the 'cello stop, sounded a
carefully tuned the four stri
up the pegs-so. The
e to your lip?" sa
bent to stoke it with my fingers, for
d a much-stain
bow. Do you mind if I just pass the bow across the strings? After each string is perfectly tuned to a piano or organ, you must make them vibrate together in
ded the strings, singly and together. The beautiful
afraid that is all I must attempt. I only play the fiddle. I might di
er his forehead. "When di
at we should not discuss
, I have had the most viv
e, when it is over. You suffer all its horrors again, in the telling.
ndon early the following morning. I shall go to my club, s
d Grange?" in
it me there. But why do you call it
ew tired of waiting. They do, sometimes, you know! I believe her grange was moated. All granges should be moated; just as al
tay with us," said R
ghted. Has Helen kept we
uld, but there was a beastly long time wh
ance on his thin face, and began plunging his
; but owing to my absorption in the Infant, I clean forg
stove, hunting vaguely, but
, watching him w
now how long her letter had remained
e foreign envelope-safely stowed away in his poc
s writing Zimmermann's cheque. You will excuse me if I read
Infant now being thoroughly in tune, your mind is free to spare a thought or two
sheets from the envel
among them unseen by Ronnie, and dropp
d before his eyes, and Helen's beautiful cl
cleared a little an
d, a short, rather
inquired Au
from the paper. "What a nuisance it is to own that kind of name. As a small boy I was always 'Ronnie' when
sympathetically. "Beastly hard li
ce more the black spots danced in a wild sho
a great difference to this Christmas, and to all Christmas-times to come. I wi
be?" questi
t Christmas, and objects to her old people being given champagne and other seasonable good things. I have heard-heard it-all before. There was no
said Aubre
on reading
n the folded sheet o
e I wrote some weeks ago. Ronnie, we will have a Christmas-tree this Christmas.' Well, I never!" said Ronnie. "That's not a very wild thing in the way of extravagance, is it? But it's a concession. I have wanted a Christmas-tree e
movement, Aubrey put h
e, and tearing open the envelope. "She has forgotten it, after all.
owed second thoughts. Even Helen would scarcely pu
reed Ronnie, and walked
rred the note from beneat
er through again, th
know whether I wish her to meet me in town, or whether I
Think it over," he said
ft th
time in find
his face was livi
orbed contemplati
y time one sees it," he remar
rm for foreign telegra
say to-to your wife?" h
vaguely. "What a jolly pen!
ether she is to meet you in t
ou advise, Treherne? I don
ecidedly, let her wa
hing around in town. I can get home
ory news in letter, prefer to me
at Aubrey's dictat
perplexed at the words
uite well. Isn't tha
ourse. I
add: Will wire t
nie. "I have been thinking of it for wee
: Coming by 3 o'cloc
oyous smile on his
said. "After seven long
ll take it out for you. I know an office
fellow," said Ro
ught me merciful oblivion, after long nights of maddening wakefulness. You will feel another man, when you wake in the morning. But I am coming with you to the Hague. I can tend the Infant, while you go to the publish
e will-will-will be so-so grateful. I'm perfectly all right, you know; but other people seem so-so bus
would provide a bassinet. Don't forget that joke. It will amuse Helen. I make you a present
en, carrying the 'cello, he lurched unsteadily throu
the telegram. He requir
s: Owing to astonishing news in letter prefer to meet you quietly
e different. The adjective "astonishing" seemed strangely cold and unlike Ronn
r feeling about the publicity of telegrams. She had so often scolded him for putting "darling" and "best of love" into messages which all had to be shouted by telephone
ng words he must have longed to pour forth. The very effort of
was drawing so near. Only two more breakfasts without him. At the third she would be pour
y heart, she went
ously-the pa
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