“ The hallway was lighted with a small and feeble kerosene lamp set high on a bracket. It gave a dim light, but Beany could see the door distinctly and the high wainscot on either side.He stared at it steadily—so steadily and so long that when at last a narrow panel in the woodwork slid noiselessly over and a face looked out into the hall, Beany did not start; he did not feel surprised. All he was conscious of was a sort of triumph. He wanted to sing out for his own benefit, "I told you so." ”
Beany
Definition and stakes
The theme of “Beany” has been addressed by authors such as Henry A. Shute, John Blaine, George Durston, Ruth Comfort Mitchell and Sewell Ford. It is often associated with terms like Porky, bean, bunker, general and flapper.
Quotes about “Beany”
“ It was well that he did, for at that moment the panel, which had been left partly opened, slid wide and a second man appeared. He was a tall man, apparently in uniform. What his uniform was, Beany could not see. It was closely covered with a long, closely-buttoned linen coat and a nondescript cap covered his head. He tapped the man at the keyhole sharply, and the fellow straightened to a stiff salute. Beany could not help admiring their utter coolness in the face of discovery. At any moment the door might open; at any moment some one might come down the hall. ”
“ Porky was asleep.Beany, left to himself in the hall, went cautiously and with noiseless touch over every portion of the oak paneling. He could not find a joint or crack that looked like a secret door or hidden entrance. Then he examined the floor. It too appeared solid. But Beany had one of his hunches. It looked solid but he felt that it wasn't solid. The man he had seen was not a ghost. He was certainly too solid to disappear into thin air. He had come from somewhere, and he had gone somewhere. Benny made up his mind that he would find out if it took all night. He stood thinking. ”
“ Reaching the foot of the hill, they struck cautiously out toward the entanglements, dropping on their faces whenever a flare went up. Presently Beany, a little in the rear, pulled his brother's leg. Porky stopped, and waited for Beany to wriggle up. He muttered, "What?" but did not turn his face. He knew too well that a face turned upwards in the darkness can be seen by an observant watcher overhead in some prowling plane."Men whispering over toward the right," said Beany of the marvelous ears. ”
“ Not until then did Porky slash the cords which bound his brother, and as Beany shook himself free, with many faces to ease his tired jaw where the gag had pressed it, Porky dropped limply into a chair and mopped his brow."The sword of Damocles!" was all he said."Don't know the gent," said Beany huskily. "Did some guy play this trick on him! If he felt as nervous as I did before you came, I feel good and sorry for him. Gosh, I have been sitting all trussed up there for about a year! ”
“ At the foot of the bed, staring at him with amazement in her face, was the old scrubwoman. It was evident that she recognized him. She had seen him often enough, Beany reflected. He returned her look and nodded. A big man, the one in the duster, standing close at Beany's side, noted the nod and rasped out a remark, directing it at the old woman. She did not condescend to notice him. Two other men were there. From the inner room the sobbing continued. Beany scowled. He fixed his eyes on the old woman."Somebody is being hurt," he remarked. ”
“ Beany with a sigh of relief lifted his blouse and deposited it on the table. It struck the surface with a clank and as he pulled the cloth away a regular flood of gold pieces covered the papers where the General had been writing."Part of the story, sir," said Beany. And then talking together, or taking turns, as the spirit moved them, the boys pieced out the account of their adventures. ”
“ Beany took the pencil obediently, and wrote: "Open panel at right of office door by pressing upper left-hand carving. Send some one else to look for me. Love to Mother and Father. Good-by. "BEANY." Madame took the brief note and read it. "That is short, but it will do," she said. Then she turned to the others. "As soon as it is dark take your prisoners to the foot of the garden. There will be a French car there. The girl, as you know, is to be taken unharmed. Go to our own base. We will make her speak when we get her there. ”
“ Beany was not to learn for a long while that the old, stooped, ugly peasant, looking so typically French and so pitifully silent and stupid, had once been a famous German actress, as well as one of the most brilliantly educated women of her time. Once there had been a day when her parlors in Berlin had been filled with the most renowned and high-born men and women in the world. ”
“ I did!""Well, what of it?" demanded Porky. "Didn't everybody? I'd like to know how they could help it!""I wasn't looking," said Beany. "Oh, gosh, they didn't have to do things like this.""Who, the Huns?" asked his brother. "Why, it's all like this and a million times worse!""Well, I wish I was grown up," mourned Beany. "To think we can't do much of anything! I want to get even! I want to look some of those fellows in the face!" ”
“ Beany pushed. Porky, who was watching, came closer and peered down the crack. Beany pushed harder, pushed as hard as he could, and suddenly felt himself flung off the table as the big top flew up and hurled him aside.Powerful springs had opened the two heavy slabs of oak that formed the table. Two pieces now stood open like a pair of doors and within lay a long, flat box which completely filled the space. The box was of iron, heavily barred and padlocked. Four soldiers pried it from its place and, escorted by the whole party, it was carried to General Pershing, still working at his desk. ”
“ When he had become used to the pitch blackness of the tunnel, he discovered that he was in an arched stone passage just wide enough for one person to walk without brushing the sides. It wound forward on an incline, and ten feet from where Beany stood turned a corner. Still forgetful of danger, he ran noiselessly forward and gained the turn, where he stood listening. There was not a sound to guide or warn him, so he went on, scarcely breathing. ”
“ He walked away, and the two boys, holding the two children, sat quietly on the old bench planning in low tones for the future."This girl is going to be a peach," said Beany proudly. "See the way her hair crinkles up? She is rank dirty, but you wait till mother gets her cleaned up.""My word!" said Porky. "She's got to be washed before that! Why, they have to have a bath right off as soon as we get hold of a nurse or some woman who understands enough about kids to do it.""Yes, it's an awful job," said Beany. "All the soap gets in their eyes and nose, and there's the mischief to pay. ”
“ Then Beany tried a trick of his boyhood days. He knew from experience that any one watching for any one else always fixes his eyes about where they expect to see the face appear, never lower than that. ”
“ He started toward the old woman, then stopped and thought, staring at the object on her skirt. He knew it well. The old woman stooped to pick up something and the object on her skirt swung free and glittered in the uncertain light. Porky drew a sharp breath as he recognized his brother's message. For a message he knew it to be. The little glittering object was a leather fob strap. At the end dangled a swimming medal that Beany had won long ago. He had always carried it as a pocket piece, and in some way it had accompanied him on the Great Adventure. It had never been out of Beany's pocket. ”
Henry A. Shute, Brite and Fair
“ Beany felt better and sed i was a trew frend. he says it is a pity things is as they is but he cant help it. a feller cant help they way he feals sumtimes. peraps i am lucky that Beany has cut me out for if i had cut him out i mite be xpecting to go to jale. if i hadent heard father tell them men to go to hell i wood be afrade of going tojale or the reform school. i dont beleeve reform school or jale is enny wirse then staying in your room when a circus paraid is going by on the nex strete.i think i will wright about what has hapened tomorrow whitch is sunday. ”
“ Will he come back?""Yes, sir," said both boys together."Why?" asked the General."Why, he was telling the truth!" said Porky,"They don't look like that other times," said Beany. "He was straight, all right.""He will have to prove it," said the General grimly. "Men who leave a job without warning, no matter what the needs of the situation, do not fill me with confidence.""I guess he is sorry now, anyway," said tender-hearted Beany."We will hope so," said the General. "Porky, you may typewrite these letters for me, and you, Beany, may check up these lists. ”
“ There were very few flares now, although the night was usually kept bright with them."Wonder why that is," Porky said."Something to do with our little mud house, don't you think so?" said Beany."Yes, I do," answered his brother, "I wish I could make it out. Give us time, give us time!""Well, come on! I want to get some one on. the job," said Beany. "I feel fidgety.""Sit still," said Porky. "I want to think.""What you got in your head now?" said Beany. His voice sounded anxious."We are going to take those men prisoners with our own little wrenches and just by our two selves." ”
“ Why don't you learn to die, you Americans! That is what we have got to teach you!" She struck him smartly across the face, and moved to the door with a backward look of command."Be ready when I return," she said. "In the meantime not a sound!" She grinned at Porky. "I will see you once more, young man," she chuckled, and left the room.As the door hid her from view, Beany drew a long breath. He seemed strangely excited and relieved. Once more he consulted his watch. It would be at least an hour before dark. There was a fighting chance. Death or life? Life or death? ”
John Blaine, The Boy Scouts on a Submarine
“ Get it off your chest!" he demanded."Want to know what they call the guy that's riding with Miss Bright?""DuChassis—Captain," said Beany."He's called the 'Wolf,'" said Porky. Even alone as they were, he lowered his tone.Beany sat suddenly erect. "What?" he said."You heard me," said his brother. He rapidly repeated the conversation he had overheard."Where is the flower-house?" asked Beany."It must be the greenhouse," he said. "I think I have seen the shorter one of those men helping the head gardener." ”
“ The other will feel the lonesomeness very much; is it not so, my little sparrow-hawk?"She smiled in the boy's face. Then she came to the side of the bed, and with a not ungentle hand arranged him in a more comfortable position. Then she touched the man in the duster, whom she called Excellency, and together they went into the farthest corner of the big room and whispered for a long time, while the two other men stood motionless beside the bed and watched Beany as closely as though they thought he might float off through the ceiling. ”
“ You know they have 'em, and if she can't play ball she can learn to swim and dive and ride and shoot, and it will be pretty handy to have her round the house when it comes to buttons and things. Mother must get tired sewing for three of us.""Wonder how long it takes 'em to grow up to button size," said Beany, studying the tiny bundle in his arms."Don't know," said Porky. He looked anxiously at his brother. His generosity in accepting the care of the little girl worried him. He had to watch Beany, who was always more than generous and self-sacrificing. ”
“ It isn't fair.""Stuck with a girl!" said Beany. "Why, Porky, I like it! I never could see why when any one has a baby, everybody says, 'Gee, it's a boy! Isn't that bully!' or else 'Huh, it's a girl, too bad!' I never could see it. Course when they get our size they mostly are silly pills, but if I have a hand in bringing up this girl, why, you just watch her, that's all! I bet when she's fifteen she won't look cross-eyed at a boy. I bet she knocks their blocks off! She is going to have some sense!""Looks as though you mean to make a scrapper of her," laughed Porky. ”
“ Half the fellows in that office understand it. If there is any one there at all, they will catch on.""Honest, Porky—" said Beany, then he stopped. He certainly was proud of Porky but decided not to tell him so.Porky chuckled. He knew what his brother was thinking. "Some little nut, eh?" he asked, patting his own head."Tell better after you have tried it," growled Beany, shinning up the post nearest him. Porky started after him."Wait!" said Beany. "We will have to have a chair. You can't reach high enough." ”
“ The seemingly simple and innocent question, "Your brodder. Ware iss he?" was just to sound him, the boy decided. He knew, all at once, that she knew all about Beany. To follow her was to find his brother, alive, or ... Porky could not say the rest even to his own soul. He would follow her! He would find the brother whom he loved better than his own life! ”
“ Perhaps our dear friend the old dame is somewhere around.""There was nothing for her to hide in or behind," said Porky. "The bed was the only piece of furniture large enough and, besides, I feel sure she skipped out the other passage. What would she come back for? She must have known that we were here.""There is mighty little she doesn't know if any one should ask you," answered Beany. "Oh, just wait until I have a chance to tell you the whole yarn! Only it is not finished yet. There were a couple of prisoners in the room I was in, a young fellow in uniform and a girl. ”
“ He was sure, however, that it was nothing more exciting than Porky's account of his chase after Bogardus; and as Porky was an aggravatingly low talker, he was pretty sure the man at the keyhole would not be able to hear very much. Just the same, Beany knew that here was something serious and threatening. The man listened and looked so intently that Beany seriously thought of trying to creep up behind him, give the alarm, grab him and hang on, trusting to luck that the door would be opened soon enough to prevent the man from killing him. ”
Henry A. Shute, Brite and Fair
“ Beany had augt to have wated. but i supose when a feller gets going with a girl he dont think. Beany is not bad but thinkless. i hoap it will be a lessen to him. he is feerfully wurrid but he needent be for if the wirst comes to wirst i shall sell one of my hens. i havent told him this becaus if he gnew it perhaps he wood spend the dollar for sumthing else for her. but while i have a hen to my naim Beany shall not go to jale. i wood not go to bed at all tonite if father woodent know it but if my lite aint out by 10 oh clock he hollers for me to go to bed lively. ”
Henry A. Shute, The Real Diary of a Real Boy
“ Beany is mad with me. i dont care. June 3. went to church today. June 4. clowdy but no rane. went up to Chadwicks today and sawed wood. Boog and Pozzy fit while me and Whack sawed wood then we went in swiming down to Sandy Bottom. some body tide some hard gnots in my shirt. i forgot to split my kindlings tonite. June 5. brite and fair. Beany is still mad. June 6. brite and fair. i know what Beany is mad about. he thinks i told about his getting a licking. i dident tell. he can stay mad if he wants to. ”
“ TAKING THREE PRISONERS "Come nothing!" said Beany slangily. "You stay right here until we can talk this thing over, and make some sort of a plan. I don't propose to go into something we can't get out of.""Well," said Porky, "the only plan I have is so crazy that I'm sort of afraid to tell you about it. But it would certainly be sort of nifty to take those men ourselves instead of running back to the bunch for help. It would kind of put a little gilt on things and would be something to tell Bill and Peggy about when they grow up a little." ”
