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a few years we should have had nothing to say。 Why； she's a female
Napoleon。 Hilda's the man of the family。〃
After that； Nancy invariably referred to Mrs。 Scherer as Hilda。
If Mrs。 Scherer was a surprise to us； her husband was a still greater
one； and I had difficulty in recognizing the Adolf Scherer who came to
our dinner party as the personage of the business world before whom
lesser men were wont to cringe。 He seemed rather mysteriously to have
shed that personality； become an awkward； ingratiating； rather too
exuberant； ordinary man with a marked German accent。 From time to time I
found myself speculating uneasily on this phenomenon as I glanced down
the table at his great torso； white waist…coated for the occasion。 He
was plainly 〃making up〃 to Nancy； and to Mrs。 Ogilvy； who sat opposite
him。 On the whole； the atmosphere of our entertainment was rather
electric。 〃Hilda〃 was chiefly responsible for this； her frankness was of
the breath…taking kind。 Far from attempting to hide or ignore the
struggle by which she and her husband had attained their present
position； she referred with the utmost naivete to incidents in her
career； while the whole table paused to listen。
〃Before we had a carriage； yes； it was hard for me to get about。 I had
to be helped by the conductors into the streetcars。 I broke my hip when
we lived in Steelville； and the doctor was a numbskull。 He should be put
in prison； is what I tell Adolf。 I was standing on a clothes…horse； when
it fell。 I had much washing to do in those days。〃
〃Andcan nothing be done； Mrs。 Scherer？〃 asked Leonard Dickinson；
sympathetically。
〃For an old woman？ I am fifty…five。 I have had many doctors。 I would
put them all in prison。 How much was it you paid Dr。 Stickney； in New
York； Adolf？ Five thousand dollars？ And he did nothingnothing。 I'd
rather be poor again； and work。 But it is well to make the best of
it。〃。。。
〃Your grandfather was a fine man； Mr。 Durrett；〃 she informed Hambleton。
〃It is a pity for you； I think； that you do not have to work。〃
Ham； who sat on her other side； was amused。
〃My grandfather did enough work for both of us；〃 he said。
〃If I had been your grandfather； I would have started you in puddling；〃
she observed； as she eyed with disapproval the filling of his third glass
of champagne。 〃I think there is too much gay life； too much games for
rich young men nowadays。 You will forgive me for saying what I think to
young men？〃
〃I'll forgive you for not being my grandfather； at any rate；〃 replied
Ham； with unaccustomed wit。
She gazed at him with grim humour。
〃It is bad for you I am not；〃 she declared。
There was no gainsaying her。 What can be done with a lady who will not
recognize that morality is not discussed； and that personalities are
tabooed save between intimates。 Hilda was a personage as well as a
Tartar。 Laws； conventions； usagesto all these she would conform when
it pleased her。 She would have made an admirable inquisitorial judge；
and quite as admirable a sick nurse。 A rare criminal lawyer； likewise；
was wasted in her。 She was one of those individuals； I perceived； whose
loyalties dominate them； and who； in behalf of those loyalties； carry
chips on their shoulders。
〃It is a long time that I have been wanting to meet you；〃 she informed
me。 〃You are smart。〃
I smiled； yet I was inclined to resent her use of the word； though I was
by no means sure of the shade of meaning she meant to put into it。 I
had； indeed； an uneasy sense of the scantiness of my fund of humour to
meet and turn such a situation； for I was experiencing； now； with her；
the same queer feeling I had known in my youth in the presence of Cousin
Robert Breckthe suspicion that this extraordinary person saw through
me。 It was as though she held up a mirror and compelled me to look at my
soul features。 I tried to assure myself that the mirror was distorted。
I lost； nevertheless； the sureness of touch that comes from the
conviction of being all of a piece。 She contrived to resolve me again
into conflicting elements。 I was； for the moment； no longer the self…
confident and triumphant young attorney accustomed to carry all before
him； to command respect and admiration； but a complicated being whose
unity had suddenly been split。 I glanced around the table at Ogilvy； at
Dickinson； at Ralph Hambleton。 These men were functioning truly。 But
was I？ If I were not； might not this be the reason for the lack of
synthesisof which I was abruptly though vaguely aware between my
professional life； my domestic relationships； and my relationships with
friends。 The loyalty of the woman beside me struck me forcibly as a
supreme trait。 Where she had given； she did not withdraw。 She had
conferred it instantly on Maude。 Did I feel that loyalty towards a
single human being？ towards Maude herselfmy wife？ or even towards
Nancy？ I pulled myself together； and resolved to give her credit for
using the word 〃smart〃 in its unobjectionable sense。 After all； Dickens
had so used it。
〃A lawyer must needs know something of what he is about； Mrs。 Scherer； if
he is to be employed by such a man as your husband；〃 I replied。
Her black eyes snapped with pleasure。
〃Ah； I suppose that is so；〃 she agreed。 〃I knew he was a great man when
I married him； and that was before Mr。 Nathaniel Durrett found it out。〃
〃But surely you did not think； in those days； that he would be as big as
he has become？ That he would not only be president of the Boyne Iron
Works； but of a Boyne Iron Works that has exceeded Mr。 Durrett's wildest
dreams。〃
She shook her head complacently。
〃Do you know what I told him when he married me？ I said； 'Adolf； it is a
pity you are born in Germany。' And when he asked me why； I told him that
some day he might have been President of the United States。〃
〃Well； that won't be a great deprivation to him；〃 I remarked。 〃Mr。
Scherer can do what he wants； and the President cannot。〃
〃Adolf always does as he wants；〃 she declared； gazing at him as he sat
beside the brilliant wife of the grandson of the man whose red…shirted
foreman he had been。 〃He does what he wants； and gets what he wants。 He
is getting what he wants now；〃 she added； with such obvious meaning that
I found no words to reply。 〃She is pretty； that Mrs。 Durrett； and
clever；is it not so？〃
I agreed。 A new and indescribable note had come into Mrs。 Scherer's
voice； and I realized that she； too； was aware of that flaw in the
redoubtable Mr。 Scherer which none of his associates had guessed。 It
would have been strange if she had not discovered it。 〃She is beautiful；
yes；〃 the lady continued critically； 〃but she is not to compare with your
wife。 She has not the heart；it is so with all your people of society。
For them it is not what you are； but what you have done； and what you
have。〃
The banality of this observation was mitigated by the feeling she threw
into it。
〃I think you misjudge Mrs。 Durrett；〃 I said； incautiously。 〃She has
never before had the opportunity of meeting Mr。 Scherer of appreciating
him。〃
〃Mrs。 Durrett is an old friend of yours？〃 she asked。
〃I was brought