Miss Swan was from the western part of the State, and Miss
Carver from down Plymouth way. The latter took pupils, and sometimes
gave lessons at their houses; she was, to Berry's thinking, not half
the genius and not half the duck that Miss Swan was, though she was
a duck in her way too. Miss Swan, as nearly as he could explain, was
studying art for the fun of it, or the excitement, for she was well
enough off; her father was a lawyer out there, and Berry believed
that a rising son-in-law in his own profession would be just the
thing for the old man's declining years. He said he should not be
very particular about settling down to practice at once; if his wife
wanted to go to Europe a while, and kind of tender foot it round for
a year or two in the art-centres over there, he would let the old
man run the business a little longer; sometimes it did an old man
good. There was no hurry; Berry's own father was not excited about
his going to work right away; he had the money to run Berry and a
wife too, if it came to that; Miss Swan understood that. He had not
told her so in just so many words, but he had let her know that
Alonzo W. Berry, senior, was not borrowing money at two per cent. a
month any more. He said he did not care to make much of a blow about
that part of it till he was ready to act, and he was not going to
act till he had a dead-sure thing of it; he was having a very good
time as it went along, and he guessed Miss Swan was too; no use to
hurry a girl, when she was on the right track.
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