HE young people assembled slowly at the dance that evening. Towards dark it had begun raining, and according to custom two livery-stable carriages, called "hacks," were engaged to convey all the couples to and from the hotel. There was no disputing over who should have the first use of the vehicles, for the young ladies who had the reputation of getting ready early on such occasions were gone after first, and those who liked to take their time in making preparations were left till later.
Everything in life is relative, and to young people who often went to even less pretentious1 entertainments this affair was rather impressive in its elegance2. Lamps shone everywhere, and bunches of candles blazed and sputtered3 in nooks hung about with evergreens4. The girls were becomingly attired5 in light evening-gowns, and many of them were good-looking, refined, and graceful6. All were soft-spoken and easy in their manners, and either wore or carried flowers. The evening-suits of the young men were well in evidence, and more noticeable to the wearers themselves than they would have been to a spectator used to conventional style of dress. They could be seen in all stages of inadaptability to figures too large or too small, and even after the dance began there were several swaps8, and a due amount of congratulation on the improvement from the appreciative9 fair sex. The young lady accompanying each young man had pinned a small bouquet10 on his lapel, so that it would have been impossible to tell whether a man had a natural taste for flowers or was the willing victim to a taste higher than his own.
Rayburn Miller11 and Alan sat smoking and talking in the room of the latter till about half-past nine o' clock, and then they went down. As a general rule, young men were expected to escort ladies to dances, when the young men went at all; but Alan was often excused from so doing on account of living in the country, and Miller had broken down every precedent12 in that respect and never invited a girl to go with him. He atoned13 for this shortcoming by contributing most liberally to every entertainment given by the young people, even when he was out of town. He used to say he liked to graze and nibble14 at such things and feel free to go to bed or business at will.
As the two friends entered the big parlor15, Alan espied16 the girl about whom he had been thinking all day. She was seated in one of the deep, lace-curtained windows behind the piano. Frank Hillhouse was just presenting to her a faultlessly attired travelling salesman. At this juncture17 one of the floor-managers with a white rosette on his lapel called Miller away to ask his advice about some details, and Alan turned out of the parlor into the wide corridor which ran through the house. He did this in obedience18 to another unwritten law governing Darley's social intercourse—that it would be impolite for a resident gentleman to intrude19 himself upon a stranger who had just been introduced to a lady. So he went down to the ground floor and strolled into the office. It was full of tobacco smoke and a throng20 of men, some of whom were from the country and others from the town, drawn21 to the hotel by the festivities. From the office a door opened into a bar and billiard room, whence came the clicking of ivory balls and the grounding of cues. Another door led into the large dining-room, which had been cleared of its tables that it might be used for dancing. There was a sawing of fiddles23, the twanging of guitars, the jingle24 of tambourines25, and the groaning26 of a bass-viol. The musicians, black and yellow, occupied chairs on one of the tables, which had been placed against the wall, and one of the floor-managers was engaged in whittling27 paraffine-candles over the floor and rubbing it in with his feet. Seeing what he was doing, some of the young men, desirous of trying their new patent-leather pumps, came in and began to waltz singly and in couples.
When everything was in readiness the floor-managers piloted the dancers down-stairs. From the office Alan saw them filing into the big room and taking seats in the chairs arranged against the walls on all sides. He saw Frank Hillhouse and Dolly Barclay sit down near the band; the salesman had disappeared. Alan threw his cigar away and went straight to her.
"Oh, here you are," laughed Frank Hillhouse, as Alan shook hands with her. "I told Miss Dolly coming on that the west wind would blow you this way, and when I saw Ray Miller just now I knew you'd struck the town."
"It wasn't exactly the wind," replied Alan. "I'm afraid you will forget me if I stay on the farm all the time."
"We certainly are glad to have you," smiled Miss Barclay.
"I knew she'd say that—I knew it—I knew it," said Hillhouse. "A girl can always think of nicer things to say to a feller than his rival can. Old Squire28 Trabue was teasing me the other day about how hard you was to beat, Bishop29, but I told him the bigger the war the more victory for somebody; and, as the feller said, I tote fair and am above board."
Alan greeted this with an all but visible shudder30. There was much in his dignified31 bearing and good appearance to commend him to the preference of any thinking woman, especially when contrasted to Hill-house, who was only a little taller than Dolly, and was showing himself even at a greater disadvantage in his unrefined allusions32 to his and Alan' s attentions to her. Indeed, Alan was sorry for the spectacle the fellow was making of himself, and tried to pass it over.
"I usually come in on Saturdays," he explained.
"That's true," said Dolly, with one of her rare smiles.
"Yes"—Hillhouse took another header into forbidden waters—"he's about joined your church, they tell me."
Alan treated this with an indulgent smile. He did not dislike Hillhouse, but he did not admire him, and he had never quite liked his constant attentions to Miss Barclay. But it was an acknowledged fact among the society girls of Darley that if a girl refused to go out with any young man in good standing33 it was not long before she was left at home oftener than was pleasant. Dolly was easily the best-looking girl in the room; not, perhaps, the most daintily pretty, but she possessed34 a beauty which strength of character and intellect alone could give to a face already well featured. Even her physical beauty alone was of that texture35 which gives the beholder36 an agreeable sense of solidity. She was well formed, above medium height, had a beautiful neck and shoulders, dark-gray eyes, and abundant golden-brown hair.
"May I see your card?" asked Alan. "I came early to secure at least one."
At this Frank Hillhouse burst out laughing and she smiled up at Alan. "He's been teasing me all evening about the predicament I'm in," she explained. "The truth is, I'm not going to dance at all. The presiding elder happened in town to-day, on his way through, and is at our house. You know how bitter he is against church-members dancing. At first mamma said I shouldn't come a step; but Mr. Hillhouse and I succeeded in getting up a compromise. I can only look on. But my friends are having pity on me and filling my card for what they call stationary37 dances."
Alan laughed as he took the card, which was already almost filled, and wrote his name in one of the blank spaces. Some one called Hillhouse away, and then an awkward silence fell upon them. For the first time Alan noticed a worried expression on her face, now that it was in repose38, but it lighted up again when she spoke7.
"You have no button-hole bouquet," she said, noticing his bare lapel. "That's what you get for not bringing a girl. Let me make you one."
"I wish you would," he said, thoughtfully, for as she began to search among her flowers for some rosebuds39 and leaves he noted40 again the expression of countenance41 that had already puzzled him.
"Since you are so popular," he went on, his eyes on her deft42 fingers, "I'd better try to make another engagement. I'd as well confess that I came in town solely43 to ask you to let me take you to church tomorrow evening."
He saw her start; she raised her eyes to his almost imploringly44, and then she looked down. He saw her breast heave suddenly as with tightened45 lips she leaned forward to pin the flowers on his coat. The jewels in her rings flashed under his eyes; there was a delicate perfume in the air about her glorious head. He had never seen her look so beautiful before. He wondered at her silence at just such a moment. The tightness of her lips gave way and they fell to trembling when she started to speak.
"I hardly know what to say," she began. "I—I—you know I said the presiding elder was at our house, and—"
"Oh, I understand," broke in Alan; "that's all right. Of course, use your own—"
"No, I must be plain with you," she broke in, raising a pair of helpless, tortured eyes to his; "you will not think I had anything to do with it. In fact, my heart is almost broken. I'm very, very unhappy."
He was still totally at sea as to the cause of her strange distress46. "Perhaps you'd rather not tell me at all," he said, sympathetically; his tone never had been so tender. "You need not, you know."
"But it's a thing I could not keep from you long, anyway," she said, tremulously. "In fact, it is due you—an explanation, I mean. Oh, Alan, papa has taken up the idea that we—that we like each other too much, and—"
The life and soul seemed to leave Alan' s face.
"I understand," he heard himself saying; "he does not want me to visit you any more."
She made no reply; he saw her catch a deep breath, and her eyes went down to her flowers. The music struck up. The mulatto leader stood waving his fiddle22 and calling for "the grand march" in loud, melodious47 tones. There was a scrambling48 for partners; the young men gave their left arms to the ladies and merrily dragged them to their places.
"I hope you do not blame me—that you don't think that I—" but the clatter49 and clamor ingulfed her words.
"No, not at all," he told her; "but it's awful—simply awful I I know you are a true friend, and that's some sort of comfort."
"And I always shall be," she gulped50. "You must try not to feel hurt. You know my father is a very peculiar51 man, and has an awful will, and nobody was ever so obstinate52."
Then Alan' s sense of the great injustice53 of the thing rose up within him and his blood began to boil. "Perhaps I ought to take my name off your card," he said, drawing himself up slightly; "if he were to hear that I talked to you to-night he might make it unpleasant for you."
"If you do I shall never—never forgive you," she answered, in a voice that shook. There was, too, a glistening54 in her eyes, as if tears were springing. "Wouldn't that show that you harbored ill-will against me, when I am so helpless and troubled?"
"Yes, it would; and I shall come back," he made answer. He rose, for Hillhouse, calling loudly over his shoulder to some one, was thrusting his bowed arm down towards her.
"I beg your pardon," he said to Dolly. "I didn't know they had called the march. We've got some ice-cream hid out up-stairs, and some of us are going for it. Won't you take some, Bishop?"
"No, thank you," said Alan, and they left him.
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