第61章

Buteventhatrefugeprovedunavailing，forhewasdeliveredovertotheenemy，witha“Begentlewithhim，John，“

whichstrucktheculpritwithdismay，forwhenMammadesertedhim，thenthejudgmentdaywasathand。Bereftofhiscake，defraudedofhisfrolic，andborneawaybyastronghandtothatdetestedbed，poorDemicouldnotrestrainhiswrath，butopenlydefiedPapa，andkickedandscreamedlustilyallthewayupstairs。Theminutehewasputintobedononeside，herolledoutontheother，andmadeforthedoor，onlytobeignominiouslycaughtupbythetailofhislittletogaandputbackagain，whichlivelyperformancewaskeptuptilltheyoungman’sstrengthgaveout，whenhedevotedhimselftoroaringatthetopofhisvoice。ThisvocalexerciseusuallyconqueredMeg，butJohnsatasunmovedasthepostwhichispopularlybelievedtobedeaf。Nocoaxing，nosugar，nolullaby，nostory，eventhelightwasputoutandonlytheredglowofthefireenlivenedthe`bigdark’whichDemiregardedwithcuriosityratherthanfear。Thisneworderofthingsdisgustedhim，andhehowleddismallyfor`Marmar’，ashisangrypassionssubsided，andrecollectionsofhistenderbondwomanreturnedtothecaptiveautocrat。TheplaintivewailwhichsucceededthepassionateroarwenttoMeg’sheart，andsheranuptosaybeseechingly……

“Letmestaywithhim，he’llbegoodnow，John。“

“No，mydear。I’vetoldhimhemustgotosleep，asyoubidhim，andhemust，ifIstayhereallnight。“

“Buthe’llcryhimselfsick，“pleadedMeg，reproachingherselffordesertingherboy。

“No，hewon’t，he’ssotiredhewillsoondropoffandthenthematterissettled，forhewillunderstandthathehasgottomind。Don’tinterfere，I’llmanagehim。“

“He’smychild，andIcan’thavehisspiritbrokenbyharshness。“

“He’smychild，andIwon’thavehistemperspoiledbyindulgence。Godown，mydear，andleavetheboytome。“

WhenJohnspokeinthatmasterfultone，Megalwaysobeyed，andneverregrettedherdocility。

“Pleaseletmekisshimonce，John？“

“Certainly。Demi，saygoodnighttoMamma，andlethergoandrest，forsheisverytiredwithtakingcareofyouallday。“

Megalwaysinsisteduponitthatthekisswonthevictory，forafteritwasgiven，Demisobbedmorequietly，andlayquitestillatthebottomofthebed，whitherhehadwriggledinhisanguishofmind。

“Poorlittleman，he’swornoutwithsleepandcrying。I’llcoverhimup，andthengoandsetMeg’sheartatrest。“thoughtJohn，creepingtothebedside，hopingtofindhisrebelliousheirasleep。

Buthewasn’t，forthemomenthisfatherpeepedathim，Demi’seyesopened，hislittlechinbegantoquiver，andheputuphisarms，sayingwithapenitenthiccough，“Me’sdood，now。“

SittingonthestairsoutsideMegwonderedatthelongsilencewhichfollowedtheuproar，andafterimaginingallsortsofimpossibleaccidents，sheslippedintotheroomtosetherfearsatrest。Demilayfastasleep，notinhisusualspreadeagleattitude，butinasubduedbunch，cuddledcloseinthecircleofhisfather’sarmandholdinghisfather’sfinger，asifhefeltthatjusticewastemperedwithmercy，andhadgonetosleepasadderandwiserbaby。Soheld，Johnhadwaitedwithawomanlypatiencetillthelittlehandrelaxeditshold，andwhilewaitinghadfallenasleep，moretiredbythattusslewithhissonthanwithhiswholeday’swork。

AsMegstoodwatchingthetwofacesonthepillow，shesmiledtoherself，andthenslippedawayagain，sayinginasatisfiedtone，“IneverneedfearthatJohnwillbetooharshwithmybabies。Hedoesknowhowtomanagethem，andwillbeagreathelp，forDemiisgettingtoomuchforme。“

WhenJohncamedownatlast，expectingtofindapensiveorreproachfulwife，hewasagreeablysurprisedtofindMegplacidlytrimmingabonnet，andtobegreetedwiththerequesttoreadsomethingabouttheelection，ifhewasnottootired。Johnsawinaminutethatarevolutionofsomekindwasgoingon，butwiselyaskednoquestions，knowingthatMegwassuchatransparentlittleperson，shecouldn’tkeepasecrettosaveherlife，andthereforethecluewouldsoonappear。Hereadalongdebatewiththemostamiablereadinessandthenexplaineditinhismostlucidmanner，whileMegtriedtolookdeeplyinterested，toaskintelligentquestions，andkeepherthoughtsfromwanderingfromthestateofthenationtothestateofherbonnet。Inhersecretsoul，however，shedecidedthatpoliticswereasbadasmathematics，andthethemissionofpoliticiansseemedtobecallingeachothernames，butshekeptthesefeminineideastoherself，andwhenJohnpaused，shookherheadandsaidwithwhatshethoughtdiplomaticambiguity，“Well，Ireallydon’tseewhatwearecomingto。“

Johnlaughed，andwatchedherforaminute，asshepoisedaprettylittlepreparationoflaceandflowersonherhand，andregardeditwiththegenuineinterestwhichhisharanguehadfailedtowaken。

“Sheistryingtolikepoliticsformysake，soI’lltryandlikemillineryforhers，that’sonlyfair，“thoughtJohntheJust，addingaloud，“That’sverypretty。Isitwhatyoucallabre