ic。 If he。 was guilty of anything in this affair at all…in fact； if he had ever at any time been guilty of anything… no mark had come to stain that bloom of innocence。 The professor nodded in the fullest appreciation and sympathy。 〃 Of course * * * really there is no other sleeping placeI suppose it would be better…〃 Then he again attacked Coke。 〃Young man； you have chosen an unfortunate moment to fill us with a suspicion that you may not be a gentleman。 For the time there is nothing to be done with you。〃 He addressed the other students。 〃 There is nothing for me to do； young gentleman； but to leave Mr。 Coke in your care。 Good…night； sirs。 Good…night； Coleman。〃 He left the room with his candle。
When Coke was bade to 〃 Retire 〃 he had； of course； simply retreated fuming to a corner of the room where he remained looking with yellow eyes like an animal from a cave。 When the others were able to see through the haze of mental confusion they found that Coleman was with deliberation taking off his boots。 〃 Afterward； when he removed his waist…coat； he took great care to wind his large gold watch。
The students； much subdued； lay again in their places； and when there was any talking it was of an extremely local nature； referring principally to the floor As being unsuitable for beds and also referring from time to time to a real or an alleged selfishness on the part of some one of the recumbent men。 Soon there was only the sound of heavy breathing。
When the professor had returned to what he called the Wainwright part of the house he was greeted instantly with the question： 〃What was it？〃 His wife and daughter were up in alarm。 〃What was it 〃 they repeated； wildly。
He was peevish。 〃 Oh； nothing； nothing。 But that young Coke is a regular ruffian。 He had gotten him。 self into some tremendous uproar with Coleman。 When I arrived he seemed actually trying to assault him。 Revolting！ He had been drinking。 Coleman's behaviour； I must say； was splendid。 Recognised at once the delicacy of my position…he not being a student。 If I had found him in the wrong it would have been simpler than finding him in the right。 Confound that rascal of a Coke。〃 Then； as he began a partial disrobing； he treated them to grunted scrap of information。 〃 Coke was quite insane * * * I feared that I couldn't control him * * * Coleman was like ice * * * and as much as I have seen to admire in him during the last few days； this quiet beat it all。 If he had not recognised my helplessness as far as he was concerned the whole thing might have been a most miserable business。 He is a very fine young man。〃 The dissenting voice to this last tribute was the voice of Mrs。 Wainwright。 She said： 〃 Well； Coleman drinks； too…everybody knows that。〃
〃 I know；〃 responded the professor； rather bashfully； but I am confident that he had not touched a drop。〃 Marjory said nothing。
The earlier artillery battles had frightened most of the furniture out of the houses of Arta； and there was left in this room only a few old red cushions； and the Wainwrights were camping upon the floor。 Marjory was enwrapped in Coleman's macintosh； and while the professor and his wife maintained some low talk of the recent incident she in silence had turned her cheek into the yellow velvet collar of the coat。 She felt something against her bosom； and putting her hand carefully into the top pocket of the coat she found three cigars。 These she took in the darkness and laid aside； telling herself to remember their position in the morning。 She had no doubt that Coleman： would rejoice over them； before he could get back to； Athens where there were other good cigars。
CHAPTER XVIII。
THE ladies of the Wainwright party had not complained at all when deprived of even such civilised advantages as a shelter and a knife and fork and soap and water； but Mrs。 Wainwright complained bitterly amid the half…civilisation of Arta。 She could see here no excuse for the absence of several hundred things which she had always regarded as essential to life。 She began at 8。30 A。 M。 to make both the professor and Marjory woeful with an endless dissertation upon the beds in the hotel at Athens。 Of course she had not regarded them at the time as being exceptional beds * * * that was quite true； * * * but then one really never knew what one was really missing until one really missed it * * * She would never have thought that she would come to consider those Athenian beds as excellent * * * but experience is a great teacher * * * makes… one reflect upon the people who year in and year out have no beds at all； poor things。 * * * Well； it made one glad if one did have a good bed； even if it was at the time on the other side of the world。 If she ever reached it she did not know what could ever induce her to leave it again。 * * * She would never be induced…
〃'Induced！'〃 snarled the professor。 The word represented to him a practiced feminine misusage of truth； and at such his white warlock always arose。 〃〃 Induced！' Out of four American women I have seen lately； you seem to be the only one who would say that you had endured this thing because you had been 'induced' by others to come over here。 How absurd！〃
Mrs。 Wainwright fixed her husband with a steely eye。 She saw opportunity for a shattering retort。 〃 You don't mean； Harrison； to include Marjory and I in the same breath with those two women？ 〃
The professor saw no danger ahead for himself。 He merely answered： 〃 I had no thought either way。 It did not seem important。〃
〃 Well； it is important；〃 snapped Mrs。 Wainwright。
〃 Do you know that you are speaking in the same breath of Marjory and Nora Black； the actress？ 〃
〃 No；〃 said the professor。 〃 Is that so ？ 〃 He was astonished； but he was not aghast at all。 〃Do you mean to say that is Nora Black； the comic opera star ？ 〃
〃 That's exactly who she is；〃 said Mrs。 Wainwright； dramatically。 〃 And I consider that…I consider that Rufus Coleman has done no less than…misled us。〃
This last declaration seemed to have no effect upon the professor's pure astonishment； but Marjory looked at her mother suddenly。 However； she said no word； exhibiting again that strange and； inscrutable countenance which masked even the tiniest of her maidenly emotions。
Mrs。 Wainwright was triumphant； and she immediately set about celebrating her victory。 〃 Men never see those things；〃 she said to her husband。 〃 Men never see those things。 You would have gone on forever without finding out that your…your… hospitality was； being abused by that Rufus Coleman。〃
The professor woke up。〃 Hospitality ？〃 he said； indignantly。 〃 Hospitality ？ I have not had any hospitality to be abused。 Why don't you talk sense？ It is not that； but…it might…〃 He hesitated and then spoke slowly。 〃 It might be very awkward。 Of course one never knows anything definite about such people； but I suppose * * * Anyhow； it was strange in Coleman to allow her to meet us。 〃
〃It Was all a pre…arranged plan；〃 announced the triumphant Mrs。 Wainwright。 〃 She came here on putpose to meet Rufus Coleman； and he knew it； and I should not wonder if they had not the exact spot picked out where they were going to meet。〃
〃I can hardly believe that；〃 said the professor； in distress。 〃I can； hardly believe that。 It does； not seem to me that Coleman〃
〃 Oh yes。 Your dear Rufus Coleman；〃 cried Mrs。 Wainwright。 〃 You think he is very fine now。 But I can remember when you didn't think…〃
And the parents turned together an abashed look at their daughter。 The professor actually flushed with shame。 It seemed to him that he had just committed an atrocity upon the heart of his child。 The instinct of each of them was to go to her and console her in their arms。 She noted it immediately； and seemed to fear it。 She spoke in a clear and even voice。 〃 I don't think； father； that you should distress me by supposing that I am concerned at all if Mr。 Coleman cares to get Nora Black over here。〃
〃 Not at all；〃 stuttered the professor。 〃 I…〃
Mrs。 Wainwright's consternation turned suddenly to； anger。 〃 He is a scapegrace。 A rascal。 A a〃
〃 Oh；〃 said Marjory； coolly； 〃 I don't see why it isn't his own affair。 He didn't really present her to you； mother； you remember？ She seemed quite to force her way at first； and then you…you did the rest。 It should be very easy to avoid her； now that we are out of the wilderness。 And then it becomes a private matter of Mr。 Coleman's。 For my part； I rather liked her。 I don't see such a dreadful calamity。〃
〃Marjory！〃 screamed her mother。 〃How dreadful。 Liked her！ Don't let me hear you say such shocking things。〃
〃 I fail to see anything shocking；〃 answered Marjory； stolidly。
The professor was looking helplessly from his daughter to his wife； and from his wife to his daughter； like a man who was convinced that his troubles would never end。 This new catastrophe created a different kind of difficulty； but he considered that the difficulties were as robust as had been the preceding ones。 He put on his hat and went out of the room。 He felt an impossibility of saying anything to Coleman； but he felt that he must look upon him。 He must look upon this man and try to know from his manner the measure of guilt。 And incidentally he longed for the machinery of a finished society which prevents its parts from clashing； prevents it with its great series of I law upon law； easily operative but relentless。 Here he felt as a man flung into the jungle with his wife and daughter； where they could become the victims of any sort of savagery。 His thought referred once more to what he considered the invaluable services of Coleman； and as he observed them in conjunction with the present accusation； he was simply dazed。 It was then possible that one man could play two such divergent parts。 He had not learned this at Washurst。 But no； the world was not such a bed of putrefaction。 He would not believe it； he would not believe it。
After adventures which require great nervous en。 durance； it is only upon the second or third night that the common man sleeps hard。 The students had expected to slumber like dogs on the first night after their trials。 but none slept long； And few slept。
Coleman was the first man to arise。 When he left the room the students were just