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He took me up with animation。 〃The new people！ My goodness； sir； yes！ Have you seen them？ Have you seen Newport； for instance？〃 His diction now （and I was to learn it was always in him a sign of heightening intensity） grew more and more like the formal speech of his ancestors。 〃You have seen Newport？〃 he said。
〃Yes； now and then。〃
〃But lately； sir？ I knew we were behind the times down here； sir； but I had not imagined how much。 Not by any means！ Kings Port has a long road to go before she will consider marriage provincial and chastity obsolete。〃
〃Dear me； Mr。 Mayrant！ Well； I must tell you that it's not all quite so so advancedas that； you know。 That's not the whole of Newport。〃
He hastened to explain。 〃Certainly not； sir！ I would not insult the honorable families whom I had the pleasure to meet there； and to whom my name was known because they had retained their good position since the days when my great…uncle had a house and drove four horses there himself。 I noticed three kinds of Newport； sir。〃
〃Three？〃
〃Yes。 Because I took letters； and some of the letters were to people whowho once had been； you know； it was sad to see the thing； sir； so plain against the glaring proximity of the other thing。 And so you can divide Newport into those who leave to sell their old family pictures； those who have to buy their old family pictures； and the lucky few who need neither buy nor sell； who are neither goin' down nor bobbing up； but who have kept their heads above the American tidal wave from the beginning and continue to do so。 And I don't believe that there are any nicer people in the world than those。〃
〃Nowhere！〃 I exclaimed。 〃When Near York does her best； what's better？If only those best set the pace！〃
〃If only！〃 he assented。 〃But it's the others who get into the papers； who dine the drunken dukes； and make poor chambermaids envious a thousand miles inland！〃
〃There should be a high tariff on drunken dukes；〃 I said。
〃You'll never get it！〃 he declared。 〃It's the Republican party whose daughters marry them。〃
I rocked with enjoyment where I sat； he was so refreshing。 And I agreed with him so well。 〃You're every bit as good as Miss Beaufain；〃 I cried。
〃Oh； no； oh； no！ But I often think if we could only deport the negroes and Newport together to one of our distant islands； how happily our two chief problems would be solved！〃
I still rocked。 〃Newport would； indeed； enjoy your plan for it。 Do go on！〃 I entreated him But he had； for the moment； ceased； and I rose to stretch my legs and saunter among the old headstones and the wafted fragrance。
His aunt （or his cousin； or whichever of them it had been） was certainly right as to his inheriting a pleasant and pointed gift of speech； and a responsive audience helps us all。 Such an audience I certainly was for young John Mayrant； yet beneath the animation that our talk had filled his eyes with lay （I seemed to see or feel） that other mood all the time； the mood which had caused the girl behind the counter to say to me that he was 〃anxious about something。〃 The unhappy youth； I was gradually to learn； was much more than thathe was in a tangle of anxieties。 He talked to me as a sick man turns in bed from pain； the pain goes on； but the pillow for a while is cool。
Here there broke upon us a little interruption； so diverting； so utterly like the whole quaint tininess of Kings Port； that I should tell it to you； even if it did not bear directly upon the matter which was beginning so actively to concern methe love difficulties of John Mayrant。
It was the letter…carrier。
We had come； from our secluded seats； round a corner； and so by the vestry door and down the walk beside the church； and as I read to myself the initials upon the stones wherewith the walk was paved； I drew near the half…open gateway upon Worship Street。 The postman was descending the steps of the post…office opposite。 He saw me through the gate and paused。 He knew me； too！ My face； easily marked out amid the resident faces he was familiar with； had at once caught his attention； very likely he； too； had by now learned that I was interested in the battle of Cowpens； but I did not ask him this。 He crossed over and handed me a letter。
〃No use；〃 he said most politely； 〃takin' it away down to Mistress Trevise's when you're right here； sir。 Northern mail eight hours late to…day；〃 he added； and bowing； was gone upon his route。
My home letter； from a man； an intimate running mate of mine； soon had my full attention； for on the second page it said：
〃I have just got back from accompanying her to Baltimore。 One of us went as far as Washington with her on the train。 We gave her a dinner yesterday at the March Hare by way of farewell。 She tried our new toboggan fire…escape on a bet。 Clean from the attic； my boy。 I imagine our native girls will rejoice at her departure。 However； nobody's engaged
to her； at least nobody here。 How many may fancy themselves so elsewhere I can't say。 Her name is Hortense Rieppe。〃
I suppose I must have been silent after finishing this letter。
〃No bad news； I trust？〃 John Mayrant inquired。
I told him no； and presently we had resumed our seats in the quiet charm of the flowers。
I now spoke with an intention。 〃What a lot you seem to have seen and suffered of the advanced Newport！〃
The intention wrought its due and immediate effect。 〃Yes。 There was no choice。 I had gone to Newport uponupon an urgent matter； which took me among those people。〃
He dwelt upon the pictures that came up in his mind。 But he took me away again from the 〃urgent matter。〃
〃I saw；〃 he resumed more briskly； 〃fifteen or twentymost amazing； sir！young men； some of them not any older than I am； who had so many millions that they could easily〃 he paused； casting about for some expression adequate〃could buy Kings Port and put it under a glass case in a museummy aunts and alland never know it！〃 He livened with disrespectful mirth over his own picture of his aunts； purchased by millionaire steel or coal for the purposes of public edification。
〃And a very good thing if they could be；〃 I declared。
He wondered a moment。 〃My aunts？ Under a glass case？〃
〃Yes； indeedand with all deference be it said！ They'd be more invaluable； more instructive； than the classics of a thousand libraries。〃
He was prepared not to be pleased。 〃May I ask to whom and for what？〃
〃Why； you ought to see！ You've just been saying it yourself。 They would teach our bulging automobilists； our unlicked boy cubs； our alcoholic girls who shout to waiters for 'high…balls' on country club porchesthey would teach these wallowing creatures； whose money has merely gilded their bristles； what American refinement once was。 The manners we've lost； the decencies we've banished； the standards we've lowered； their light is still flickering in this passing generation of yours。 It's the last torch。 That's why I wish it could； somehow； pass on the sacred fire。〃
He shook his head。 〃They don't want the sacred fire。 They want the high…ballsand they have money enough to be drunk straight through the next world！〃 He was thoughtful。 〃They are the classics；〃 he added。
I didn't see that he had gone back to my word。 〃Roman Empire； you mean？〃
〃No； the others； the old people we're bidding good…by to。 Roman Republic！ Simple lives； gallant deeds； and one great uniting inspiration。 Liberty winning her spurs。 They were moulded under that； and they are our true American classics。 Nothing like them will happen again。〃
〃Perhaps；〃 I suggested； 〃our generation is uneasily living in a 'bad quarter…of…an…hour'good old childhood gone； good new manhood not yet come； and a state of chicken…pox between whiles。〃 And on this I made to him a much…used and consoling quotation about the old order changing。
〃Who says that？〃 he inquired； and upon my telling him； 〃I hope so；〃 he said； 〃I hope so。 But just now Uncle Sam 'aspires to descend。'〃
I laughed at his counter…quotation。 〃You know your classics； if you don't know Tennyson。〃
He； too； laughed。 〃Don't tell Aunt Eliza！〃
〃Tell her what？〃
〃That I didn't recognize Tennyson。 My Aunt Eliza educated meand she thinks Tennyson about the only poet worth reading sincewell； since Byron and Sir Walter at the very latest！
Neither she nor Sir Walter come down to modern poetryor to alcoholic girls。〃 His tone； on these last words； changed。
Again； as when he had said 〃an urgent matter；〃 I seemed to feel hovering above us what must be his ceaseless preoccupation； and I wondered if he had found； upon visiting Newport； Miss Hortense sitting and calling for 〃high…balls。〃
I gave him a lead。 〃The worst of it is that a girl who would like to behave herself decently finds that propriety puts her out of the running。 The men flock off to the other kind。〃
He was following me with watching eyes。
〃And you know；〃 I continued； 〃what an anxious Newport parent does on finding her girl on the brink of being a failure。〃
〃I can imagine；〃 he answered； 〃that she scolds her like the dickens。〃
〃Oh； nothing so ineffectual！ She makes her keep up with the others； you know。 Makes her do things she'd rather not do。〃
〃High…balls； you mean？〃
〃Anything； my friend； anything to keep up。〃
He had a comic