EveryyearonthefifteenthofOctoberFifthAvenueopeneditsshutters,unrolleditscarpetsandhungupitstriplelayerofwindow–curtains. BythefirstofNovemberthishouseholdritualwasover,andsocietyhadbeguntolookaboutandtakestockofitself. Bythefifteenththeseasonwasinfullblast,Operaandtheatreswereputtingforththeirnewattractions,dinner–engagementswereaccumulating,anddatesfordancesbeingfixed. AndpunctuallyataboutthistimeMrs.ArcheralwayssaidthatNewYorkwasverymuchchanged. Observingitfromtheloftystand–pointofanon–participant,shewasable,withthehelpofMr.SillertonJacksonandMissSophy,totraceeachnewcrackinitssurface,andallthestrangeweedspushingupbetweentheorderedrowsofsocialvegetables. IthadbeenoneoftheamusementsofArcher'syouthtowaitforthisannualpronouncementofhismother's,andtohearherenumeratetheminutesignsofdisintegrationthathiscarelessgazehadoverlooked. ForNewYork,toMrs.Archer'smind,neverchangedwithoutchangingfortheworse;andinthisviewMissSophyJacksonheartilyconcurred. Mr.SillertonJackson,asbecameamanoftheworld,suspendedhisjudgmentandlistenedwithanamusedimpartialitytothelamentationsoftheladies. ButevenheneverdeniedthatNewYorkhadchanged;andNewlandArcher,inthewinterofthesecondyearofhismarriage,washimselfobligedtoadmitthatifithadnotactuallychangeditwascertainlychanging. Thesepointshadbeenraised,asusual,atMrs.Archer'sThanksgivingdinner. Atthedatewhenshewasofficiallyenjoinedtogivethanksfortheblessingsoftheyearitwasherhabittotakeamournfulthoughnotembitteredstockofherworld,andwonderwhattherewastobethankfulfor. Atanyrate,notthestateofsociety;society,ifitcouldbesaidtoexist,wasratheraspectacleonwhichtocalldownBiblicalimprecations—andinfact,everyoneknewwhattheReverendDr.AshmoremeantwhenhechoseatextfromJeremiah(chap. ii.,verse25)forhisThanksgivingsermon. Dr.Ashmore,thenewRectorofSt.Matthew's,hadbeenchosenbecausehewasvery"advanced":hissermonswereconsideredboldinthoughtandnovelinlanguage. Whenhefulminatedagainstfashionablesocietyhealwaysspokeofits"trend";andtoMrs.Archeritwasterrifyingandyetfascinatingtofeelherselfpartofacommunitythatwastrending. "There'snodoubtthatDr.Ashmoreisright:thereISamarkedtrend,"shesaid,asifitweresomethingvisibleandmeasurable,likeacrackinahouse. "Itwasodd,though,topreachaboutitonThanksgiving,"MissJacksonopined;andherhostessdrilyrejoined:"Oh,hemeansustogivethanksforwhat'sleft." Archerhadbeenwonttosmileattheseannualvaticinationsofhismother's;butthisyearevenhewasobligedtoacknowledge,ashelistenedtoanenumerationofthechanges,thatthe"trend"wasvisible. "Theextravaganceindress—"MissJacksonbegan. "SillertontookmetothefirstnightoftheOpera,andIcanonlytellyouthatJaneMerry'sdresswastheonlyoneIrecognisedfromlastyear;andeventhathadhadthefrontpanelchanged. YetIknowshegotitoutfromWorthonlytwoyearsago,becausemyseamstressalwaysgoesintomakeoverherParisdressesbeforeshewearsthem." "Ah,JaneMerryisoneofUS,"saidMrs.Archersighing,asifitwerenotsuchanenviablethingtobeinanagewhenladieswerebeginningtoflauntabroadtheirParisdressesassoonastheywereoutoftheCustomHouse,insteadoflettingthemmellowunderlockandkey,inthemannerofMrs.Archer'scontemporaries. "Yes;she'soneofthefew.Inmyyouth,"MissJacksonrejoined,"itwasconsideredvulgartodressinthenewestfashions;andAmySillertonhasalwaystoldmethatinBostontherulewastoputawayone'sParisdressesfortwoyears. OldMrs.BaxterPennilow,whodideverythinghandsomely,usedtoimporttwelveayear,twovelvet,twosatin,twosilk,andtheothersixofpoplinandthefinestcashmere. Itwasastandingorder,andasshewasillfortwoyearsbeforeshediedtheyfoundforty–eightWorthdressesthathadneverbeentakenoutoftissuepaper;andwhenthegirlsleftofftheirmourningtheywereabletowearthefirstlotattheSymphonyconcertswithoutlookinginadvanceofthefashion." "Ah,well,BostonismoreconservativethanNewYork;butIalwaysthinkit'sasaferuleforaladytolayasideherFrenchdressesforoneseason,"Mrs.Archerconceded. "ItwasBeaufortwhostartedthenewfashionbymakinghiswifeclaphernewclothesonherbackassoonastheyarrived:ImustsayattimesittakesallRegina'sdistinctionnottolooklike...like..."MissJacksonglancedaroundthetable,caughtJaney'sbulginggaze,andtookrefugeinanunintelligiblemurmur. "Likeherrivals,"saidMr.SillertonJackson,withtheairofproducinganepigram. "Oh,—"theladiesmurmured;andMrs.Archeradded,partlytodistractherdaughter'sattentionfromforbiddentopics:"PoorRegina! HerThanksgivinghasn'tbeenaverycheerfulone,I'mafraid. HaveyouheardtherumoursaboutBeaufort'sspeculations,Sillerton?" Mr.Jacksonnoddedcarelessly.Everyonehadheardtherumoursinquestion,andhescornedtoconfirmatalethatwasalreadycommonproperty. Agloomysilencefellupontheparty.NoonereallylikedBeaufort,anditwasnotwhollyunpleasanttothinktheworstofhisprivatelife;buttheideaofhishavingbroughtfinancialdishonouronhiswife'sfamilywastooshockingtobeenjoyedevenbyhisenemies. Archer'sNewYorktoleratedhypocrisyinprivaterelations;butinbusinessmattersitexactedalimpidandimpeccablehonesty. Itwasalongtimesinceanywell–knownbankerhadfaileddiscreditably;buteveryonerememberedthesocialextinctionvisitedontheheadsofthefirmwhenthelasteventofthekindhadhappened. ItwouldbethesamewiththeBeauforts,inspiteofhispowerandherpopularity;notalltheleaguedstrengthoftheDallasconnectionwouldsavepoorReginaiftherewereanytruthinthereportsofherhusband'sunlawfulspeculations. Thetalktookrefugeinlessominoustopics;buteverythingtheytouchedonseemedtoconfirmMrs.Archer'ssenseofanacceleratedtrend. "Ofcourse,Newland,IknowyouletdearMaygotoMrs.Struthers'sSundayevenings—"shebegan;andMayinterposedgaily:"Oh,youknow,everybodygoestoMrs.Struthers'snow;andshewasinvitedtoGranny'slastreception." Itwasthus,Archerreflected,thatNewYorkmanageditstransitions:conspiringtoignorethemtilltheywerewellover,andthen,inallgoodfaith,imaginingthattheyhadtakenplaceinaprecedingage. Therewasalwaysatraitorinthecitadel;andafterhe(orgenerallyshe)hadsurrenderedthekeys,whatwastheuseofpretendingthatitwasimpregnable? OncepeoplehadtastedofMrs.Struthers'seasySundayhospitalitytheywerenotlikelytositathomerememberingthatherchampagnewastransmutedShoe–Polish. "Iknow,dear,Iknow,"Mrs.Archersighed. "Suchthingshavetobe,Isuppose,aslongasAMUSEMENTiswhatpeoplegooutfor;butI'veneverquiteforgivenyourcousinMadameOlenskaforbeingthefirstpersontocountenanceMrs.Struthers." AsuddenblushrosetoyoungMrs.Archer'sface;itsurprisedherhusbandasmuchastheotherguestsaboutthetable. "Oh,ELLEN—"shemurmured,muchinthesameaccusingandyetdeprecatingtoneinwhichherparentsmighthavesaid:"Oh,THEBLENKERS—." ItwasthenotewhichthefamilyhadtakentosoundingonthementionoftheCountessOlenska'sname,sinceshehadsurprisedandinconveniencedthembyremainingobduratetoherhusband'sadvances;butonMay'slipsitgavefoodforthought,andArcherlookedatherwiththesenseofstrangenessthatsometimescameoverhimwhenshewasmostinthetoneofherenvironment. Hismother,withlessthanherusualsensitivenesstoatmosphere,stillinsisted:"I'vealwaysthoughtthatpeopleliketheCountessOlenska,whohavelivedinaristocraticsocieties,oughttohelpustokeepupoursocialdistinctions,insteadofignoringthem." May'sblushremainedpermanentlyvivid:itseemedtohaveasignificancebeyondthatimpliedbytherecognitionofMadameOlenska'ssocialbadfaith. "I'venodoubtweallseemaliketoforeigners,"saidMissJacksontartly. "Idon'tthinkEllencaresforsociety;butnobodyknowsexactlywhatshedoescarefor,"Maycontinued,asifshehadbeengropingforsomethingnoncommittal. "Ah,well—"Mrs.Archersighedagain. EverybodyknewthattheCountessOlenskawasnolongerinthegoodgracesofherfamily. Evenherdevotedchampion,oldMrs.MansonMingott,hadbeenunabletodefendherrefusaltoreturntoherhusband. TheMingottshadnotproclaimedtheirdisapprovalaloud:theirsenseofsolidaritywastoostrong. Theyhadsimply,asMrs.Wellandsaid,"letpoorEllenfindherownlevel"—andthat,mortifyinglyandincomprehensibly,wasinthedimdepthswheretheBlenkersprevailed,and"peoplewhowrote"celebratedtheiruntidyrites. Itwasincredible,butitwasafact,thatEllen,inspiteofallheropportunitiesandherprivileges,hadbecomesimply"Bohemian." ThefactenforcedthecontentionthatshehadmadeafatalmistakeinnotreturningtoCountOlenski. Afterall,ayoungwoman'splacewasunderherhusband'sroof,especiallywhenshehadleftitincircumstancesthat...well...ifonehadcaredtolookintothem... "MadameOlenskaisagreatfavouritewiththegentlemen,"saidMissSophy,withherairofwishingtoputforthsomethingconciliatorywhensheknewthatshewasplantingadart. "Ah,that'sthedangerthatayoungwomanlikeMadameOlenskaisalwaysexposedto,"Mrs.Archermournfullyagreed;andtheladies,onthisconclusion,gathereduptheirtrainstoseekthecarcelglobesofthedrawing–room,whileArcherandMr.SillertonJacksonwithdrewtotheGothiclibrary. Onceestablishedbeforethegrate,andconsolinghimselffortheinadequacyofthedinnerbytheperfectionofhiscigar,Mr.Jacksonbecameportentousandcommunicable. "IftheBeaufortsmashcomes,"heannounced,"therearegoingtobedisclosures." Archerraisedhisheadquickly:hecouldneverhearthenamewithoutthesharpvisionofBeaufort'sheavyfigure,opulentlyfurredandshod,advancingthroughthesnowatSkuytercliff. "There'sboundtobe,"Mr.Jacksoncontinued,"thenastiestkindofacleaningup.Hehasn'tspentallhismoneyonRegina." "Oh,well—that'sdiscounted,isn'tit?Mybeliefishe'llpulloutyet,"saidtheyoungman,wantingtochangethesubject. "Perhaps—perhaps.Iknowhewastoseesomeoftheinfluentialpeopletoday. Ofcourse,"Mr.Jacksonreluctantlyconceded,"it'stobehopedtheycantidehimover—thistimeanyhow. Ishouldn'tliketothinkofpoorRegina'sspendingtherestofherlifeinsomeshabbyforeignwatering–placeforbankrupts." Archersaidnothing.Itseemedtohimsonatural—howevertragic—thatmoneyill–gottenshouldbecruellyexpiated,thathismind,hardlylingeringoverMrs.Beaufort'sdoom,wanderedbacktocloserquestions. WhatwasthemeaningofMay'sblushwhentheCountessOlenskahadbeenmentioned? FourmonthshadpassedsincethemidsummerdaythatheandMadameOlenskahadspenttogether;andsincethenhehadnotseenher. HeknewthatshehadreturnedtoWashington,tothelittlehousewhichsheandMedoraMansonhadtakenthere:hehadwrittentoheronce—afewwords,askingwhentheyweretomeetagain—andshehadevenmorebrieflyreplied:"Notyet." Sincethentherehadbeennofarthercommunicationbetweenthem,andhehadbuiltupwithinhimselfakindofsanctuaryinwhichshethronedamonghissecretthoughtsandlongings. Littlebylittleitbecamethesceneofhisreallife,ofhisonlyrationalactivities;thitherhebroughtthebooksheread,theideasandfeelingswhichnourishedhim,hisjudgmentsandhisvisions. Outsideit,inthesceneofhisactuallife,hemovedwithagrowingsenseofunrealityandinsufficiency,blunderingagainstfamiliarprejudicesandtraditionalpointsofviewasanabsent–mindedmangoesonbumpingintothefurnitureofhisownroom. Absent—thatwaswhathewas:soabsentfromeverythingmostdenselyrealandneartothoseabouthimthatitsometimesstartledhimtofindtheystillimaginedhewasthere. HebecameawarethatMr.Jacksonwasclearinghisthroatpreparatorytofartherrevelations. "Idon'tknow,ofcourse,howfaryourwife'sfamilyareawareofwhatpeoplesayabout—well,aboutMadameOlenska'srefusaltoacceptherhusband'slatestoffer." Archerwassilent,andMr.Jacksonobliquelycontinued:"It'sapity—it'scertainlyapity—thatsherefusedit." Mr.Jacksonlookeddownhislegtotheunwrinkledsockthatjoinedittoaglossypump. "Well—toputitonthelowestground—what'sshegoingtoliveonnow?" Archersprangup,hisfistbangingdownontheblackwalnut–edgeofthewriting–table.Thewellsofthebrassdouble–inkstanddancedintheirsockets. "Whatthedevildoyoumean,sir?" Mr.Jackson,shiftinghimselfslightlyinhischair,turnedatranquilgazeontheyoungman'sburningface. "Well—Ihaveitonprettygoodauthority—infact,onoldCatherine'sherself—thatthefamilyreducedCountessOlenska'sallowanceconsiderablywhenshedefinitelyrefusedtogobacktoherhusband;andas,bythisrefusal,shealsoforfeitsthemoneysettledonherwhenshemarried—whichOlenskiwasreadytomakeovertoherifshereturned—why,whatthedevildoYOUmean,mydearboy,byaskingmewhatImean?" Mr.Jacksongood–humouredlyretorted. Archermovedtowardthemantelpieceandbentovertoknockhisashesintothegrate. "Idon'tknowanythingofMadameOlenska'sprivateaffairs;butIdon'tneedto,tobecertainthatwhatyouinsinuate—" "Oh,Idon't:it'sLefferts,forone,"Mr.Jacksoninterposed. "Lefferts—whomadelovetoherandgotsnubbedforit!"Archerbrokeoutcontemptuously. "Ah—DIDhe?"snappedtheother,asifthiswereexactlythefacthehadbeenlayingatrapfor. Hestillsatsidewaysfromthefire,sothathishardoldgazeheldArcher'sfaceasifinaspringofsteel. "Well,well:it'sapityshedidn'tgobackbeforeBeaufort'scropper,"herepeated. "IfshegoesNOW,andifhefails,itwillonlyconfirmthegeneralimpression:whichisn'tbyanymeanspeculiartoLefferts,bytheway." "Oh,shewon'tgobacknow:lessthanever!"ArcherhadnosoonersaiditthanhehadoncemorethefeelingthatitwasexactlywhatMr.Jacksonhadbeenwaitingfor. Theoldgentlemanconsideredhimattentively."That'syouropinion,eh?Well,nodoubtyouknow. ButeverybodywilltellyouthatthefewpenniesMedoraMansonhasleftareallinBeaufort'shands;andhowthetwowomenaretokeeptheirheadsabovewaterunlesshedoes,Ican'timagine. Ofcourse,MadameOlenskamaystillsoftenoldCatherine,who'sbeenthemostinexorablyopposedtoherstaying;andoldCatherinecouldmakeheranyallowanceshechooses. Butweallknowthatshehatespartingwithgoodmoney;andtherestofthefamilyhavenoparticularinterestinkeepingMadameOlenskahere." Archerwasburningwithunavailingwrath:hewasexactlyinthestatewhenamanissuretodosomethingstupid,knowingallthewhilethatheisdoingit. HesawthatMr.JacksonhadbeeninstantlystruckbythefactthatMadameOlenska'sdifferenceswithhergrandmotherandherotherrelationswerenotknowntohim,andthattheoldgentlemanhaddrawnhisownconclusionsastothereasonsforArcher'sexclusionfromthefamilycouncils. ThisfactwarnedArchertogowarily;buttheinsinuationsaboutBeaufortmadehimreckless. Hewasmindful,however,ifnotofhisowndanger,atleastofthefactthatMr.Jacksonwasunderhismother'sroof,andconsequentlyhisguest. OldNewYorkscrupulouslyobservedtheetiquetteofhospitality,andnodiscussionwithaguestwaseverallowedtodegenerateintoadisagreement. "Shallwegoupandjoinmymother?"hesuggestedcurtly,asMr.Jackson'slastconeofashesdroppedintothebrassashtrayathiselbow. OnthedrivehomewardMayremainedoddlysilent;throughthedarkness,hestillfeltherenvelopedinhermenacingblush. Whatitsmenacemeanthecouldnotguess:buthewassufficientlywarnedbythefactthatMadameOlenska'snamehadevokedit. Theywentupstairs,andheturnedintothelibrary.Sheusuallyfollowedhim;butheheardherpassingdownthepassagetoherbedroom. "May!"hecalledoutimpatiently;andshecameback,withaslightglanceofsurpriseathistone. "Thislampissmokingagain;Ishouldthinktheservantsmightseethatit'skeptproperlytrimmed,"hegrumblednervously. "I'msosorry:itshan'thappenagain,"sheanswered,inthefirmbrighttoneshehadlearnedfromhermother;anditexasperatedArchertofeelthatshewasalreadybeginningtohumourhimlikeayoungerMr.Welland. Shebentovertolowerthewick,andasthelightstruckuponherwhiteshouldersandtheclearcurvesofherfacehethought:"Howyoungsheis! Forwhatendlessyearsthislifewillhavetogoon!" Hefelt,withakindofhorror,hisownstrongyouthandtheboundingbloodinhisveins."Lookhere,"hesaidsuddenly,"ImayhavetogotoWashingtonforafewdays—soon;nextweekperhaps." Herhandremainedonthekeyofthelampassheturnedtohimslowly.Theheatfromitsflamehadbroughtbackaglowtoherface,butitpaledasshelookedup. "Onbusiness?"sheasked,inatonewhichimpliedthattherecouldbenootherconceivablereason,andthatshehadputthequestionautomatically,asifmerelytofinishhisownsentence. "Onbusiness,naturally.There'sapatentcasecomingupbeforetheSupremeCourt—"Hegavethenameoftheinventor,andwentonfurnishingdetailswithallLawrenceLefferts'spractisedglibness,whileshelistenedattentively,sayingatintervals:"Yes,Isee." "Thechangewilldoyougood,"shesaidsimply,whenhehadfinished;"andyoumustbesuretogoandseeEllen,"sheadded,lookinghimstraightintheeyeswithhercloudlesssmile,andspeakinginthetoneshemighthaveemployedinurginghimnottoneglectsomeirksomefamilyduty. Itwastheonlywordthatpassedbetweenthemonthesubject;butinthecodeinwhichtheyhadbothbeentraineditmeant:"OfcourseyouunderstandthatIknowallthatpeoplehavebeensayingaboutEllen,andheartilysympathisewithmyfamilyintheirefforttogethertoreturntoherhusband. Ialsoknowthat,forsomereasonyouhavenotchosentotellme,youhaveadvisedheragainstthiscourse,whichalltheoldermenofthefamily,aswellasourgrandmother,agreeinapproving;andthatitisowingtoyourencouragementthatEllendefiesusall,andexposesherselftothekindofcriticismofwhichMr.SillertonJacksonprobablygaveyou,thisevening,thehintthathasmadeyousoirritable....Hintshaveindeednotbeenwanting;butsinceyouappearunwillingtotakethemfromothers,Iofferyouthisonemyself,intheonlyforminwhichwell–bredpeopleofourkindcancommunicateunpleasantthingstoeachother:bylettingyouunderstandthatIknowyoumeantoseeEllenwhenyouareinWashington,andareperhapsgoingthereexpresslyforthatpurpose;andthat,sinceyouaresuretoseeher,Iwishyoutodosowithmyfullandexplicitapproval—andtotaketheopportunityoflettingherknowwhatthecourseofconductyouhaveencouragedherinislikelytoleadto." Herhandwasstillonthekeyofthelampwhenthelastwordofthismutemessagereachedhim.Sheturnedthewickdown,liftedofftheglobe,andbreathedonthesulkyflame. "Theysmelllessifoneblowsthemout,"sheexplained,withherbrighthousekeepingair.Onthethresholdsheturnedandpausedforhiskiss.