He had been advised that his son had
at last struck out definitely into some bookish bypath--just what bypath
mattered little, he gathered, if it were but followed to the end. Yet the
end was still far--and the boy evidently realized this. He was glad that
Bertram was sober over the prospect and over his present plan--which was a
serious undertaking, just now, in truth.
Cope had to adjust himself to all this, and to endure, besides, the
congratulations--or the comments--of a number of tiresome relatives; and it
was a relief when, on the twenty-ninth, Arthur Lemoyne finally arrived.
Lemoyne had been heralded as a young man of parts, and as the son of a
family which enjoyed, in Winnebago, some significant share of worldly
prosperity, and, therefore, of social consideration. The simpler Copes,
putting him in the other back bedroom, the ceiling of which sloped the
opposite way, wondered if they were quite giving him his just dues. When
Rosalys came to set away his handbag and to rearrange, next morning, his
brushes on the top of the dresser, she gathered from various indications
supplied by his outfit that the front chamber, at whatever inconvenience to
whomever, would have been more suitable.
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