But alas1! I for one know to a Certainty that in the little castle there was rebellion almost amounting to mutiny, and that one curly, uncrowned head, that need not have had a care in all the world, was tossing uneasily on its pillow. It was behaving, indeed, like the most unruly little head imaginable, and obstinately2 refusing to accept a course of action which heads far older and wiser than the little head in question had agreed upon as in every way desirable. Indeed, the little queen, whose realm was the hearts of her nearest and dearest, would have been obliged to abdicate3, for a while at least, I fancy, had she not chosen before nightfall of that same day to bury her head in the lap of her very most loyal subject, and with tears and sohs confess to her extreme unreasonableness4 and avow5 her determination not soon again to be overtaken by such a sorry state of mind and temper. Even Donald stared at Marie-Celeste in grieved and reproving wonder, and yet to all appearances it was all for Donald’s sake, this defiant6, protesting attitude of hers, and Donald knew it. The trouble was that Marie-Celeste did not see or would not see either rhyme or reason in Donald’s being sent down to Nuneham.
She gave full rein7 to a certain “little member,” and working herself up to the highest pitch of excitement, gave vent8 in very aggressive fashion to such sentiments as these. For her part, she thought it was a downright shame to send a little fellow, who was just getting over a fever, away to work himself to death on an old farm, where he would surely be ill again before a week was over. And then it seemed so mean not to be willing to pay his expenses outright9 for just one summer, till he should be able to go to sea, instead of making him go to work and earn money in the mean time.
For her part, too, when somebody (which was Harold) stood ready only too gladly to pay Donald’s way on the trip they were to take through the Lake Country, and was just longing10 to invite him, she thought it was cruelly unkind in somebody else (which was her father) to say he did not think best that he should be invited. If she were Harold, she just believed she would go right ahead as she thought best herself. She should think he had a right to do what he chose with his own without so much as asking “by your leave” of anybody.
And this unqueenly state of mind lasted, I am sorry to say, for three whole days together, to the dire12 distress13 of the truest hearts in her kingdom. And all this while the wilful14 little queen was trying to convince herself that it was ready for Donald’s sake, when the truth was that the long walks with Donald, when Harold—who was making up some necessary back work at college—was not at her service, were what she was determined15 not to give up, and the reading aloud in the evenings, when Donald was such a delightful16 listener; and, in fact, the hundred and one little amusing things that Donald was continually doing, and that made the days go by in such happy, merry fashion.
If only at the outset some good little fairy might have held a magic mirror close to her defiant little mind, and she could have seen “selfishness” written large, right straight across all her motives17, there perhaps need never have been this dark chapter in her reign18. But lacking the fairies, some of us have to learn a good many things from experience; and though hard enough in the learning, the lessons are worth their weight in gold. Even queens have to goto the same school, and it is a blessed thing for everybody when its lessons are learned by heart and in a way to be always remembered.
But at sunset on the fourth day Marie-Celeste relented, and coming into the house with a white flag of truce19 at her eyes, threw herself at the feet of her dearest subject, and burying her head, as I have already hinted, in the lap of the same, capitulated body and soul.
Donald was gone. They had seen him off at the station—Harold and she—and Donald, never allowing himself for a moment to regard this whole affair in any light but the true one, kept a stiff upper lip to the last, and smiled the cheeriest good-by as the guard banged the carriage-door and the train glided20 out from the depot21. Before he jumped on the train, however, he had whispered, as the last of many entreaties22: “I know it’s all for my sake, Marie-Celeste, but all the same, it’s an awful grind on me the way you’re acting23; and if you don’t come to see it so pretty soon, your father and mother will wish they had never let you do anything for me. Honor bright, Marie-Celeste, you’re not fair to them or to me at all. Please give in as soon as you go home, and say you’re sorry, because you are—you know you are.” And it was the “yes, I am” in Marie-Celeste’s eyes, though her lips still firmly pressed each other, that made Donald’s heart a thousand-fold lighter24. And so, as you have read, Marie-Celeste did really give in, without so much as a mental reservation, and other hearts than Donald’s were wondrously25 lightened, and there was joy throughout all the kingdom that the queen had come to her senses.
Meantime, Donald’s train made good time to Nuneham; and there was Chris at the station waiting with open arms to receive him, and, what was more, he took Donald into them in a way that nipped in the bud those queer little misgivings26 that spring up unbidden when one chances to be leaving old scenes for new. And then when they reached the cottage, there stood dear old Mis, Hartley, looking the picture of motherliness in her snow-white cap and kerchief; and the welcome that she gave Donald made him feel beyond all doubting that he had but exchanged one dear home for another; and that meant worlds to a boy who had come to know for the first time what a dear place home might be.
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In the hour that intervened between Donald’s arrival and supper he had had a chat with Mr. Hartley, in which the old keeper had taken to the boy immensely; had made friends with Martha, as she showed him to the little room under the eaves and helped him to stow away the contents of his sailor chest, and had won his way straight to Mrs. Hartley’s heart, who was but a woman, after all, and gratified by the undisguised admiration27 in his frank, honest eyes. There remained only one inmate28 of the cottage yet to be encountered—the gentleman about whom Chris had told him, and who had met with the driving accident a few weeks back; but the gentleman in question bad his own ideas as to the time and place when that dreaded29 encounter was to be gotten through with, and Donald was not to be favored with an interview that evening.
“If it’s not too much bother, Mrs. Hartley,” Ted11 had said, “I’ll have my supper here in my room to-night. I think for a first drive Harry30 took me a little too far this afternoon.”
“I was afraid of that—afraid of that,” said Mrs. Hartley, looking at Ted with the deepest solicitude31, so that Ted felt like a fraud, for though tired indeed from the drive, he had quite strength enough to take his seat at the table with the rest but for the presence of that new and undesired guest, Donald.
“Your sailor-boy arrived all right?” asked Ted, partly by way of diverting conversation from himself and partly because there was the possibility of meeting him to be provided against.
“Yes, indeed,” her face lighting32 up as she spoke33; “and he seems the most attractive little fellow. I want you should meet him after—”
“Not to-night, I think, Mrs. Hartley, if you don’t mind. I’ll just see Harry a few moments when he comes and turn in very early. The little sailor-boy will keep all right till morning, won’t he?’”
Deeply annoyed that Ted’s strength should have been so apparently34 overtaxed, Mrs. Hartley paid no attention to this last remark.
“I shall take Mr. Allyn to task when he comes to-night,” she said severely35 (that is, for her); “he should have known better; but if I leave you now perhaps you’ll get a good sleep before ever it’s time for your supper;” and then as she went out Ted drew a long sigh, and had half a mind to call the dear old lady back and take her right into his confidence. But no; on the whole, he thought he would wait and once more consult Harry, and, besides, he was really too tired to enter upon any explanations just then.
“Why, where’s Ted?” asked Harry Allyn with real concern, as at his usual hour he brought up at the doorway36 of the little cottage and peered into the room beyond. The evening meal over, the old couple were seated on the settle just outside the door, and Mrs. Hartley made room for Harry between them.
“You’ve quite used Mr. Morris up!” she said reprovingly; “you ought not to have gone so far; all these weeks of nursing ought to have taught you better than that, Mr. Allyn.”
“Why, Mrs. Hartley!” for from any one so mild this was indeed censure37. “Really I think you are a little hard on me. It was Ted’s own fault. I wanted to turn back two or three times, and Ted wouldn’t hear of it.”
“You should have turned, all the same. Invalids38 never know what is best for them.”
“Well, how used up is he?” asked Harry with a sigh, more concerned at the thought of harm done to Ted even than at Mrs. Hartley’s disapproval39. “It is an awful pity if he’s going to have a regular set-back.”
“Oh, it’s not so bad as that, I fancy;” for sooner or later, Mrs. Hartley always felt self-reproachful, no matter how justly she had taken any one to task; “but Mr. Morris wants to see you for a few moments, so you can go in and judge for yourself.”
“So, you’re a wreck,” said Harry, entering Ted’s room and closing the door gently after him.
“Well, I’m pretty tired, but I’m here for a reason, you know.”
“Oh!” evidently relieved; “I thought possibly that was it; you didn’t get any chance, then, to have a word with Donald?”
“No; there didn’t seem to be any way to manage, so I just kept my room. Some day soon I’m going to tell them here all about myself, but I want to do it in my own time and way, and not seem pushed to it because of Donald’s coming, and as though I only told because I thought I couldn’t keep them longer from knowing.”
“Look here, Ted, I’ll manage this thing for you,” said Harry, after a few moments’ silence. “I’ll drop in to breakfast in the morning, and I’ll contrive40 somehow to get the boy in here for a word with you as soon as he shows his face below stairs.”
“Agreed,” answered Ted.
“Well, then, good-night, and do you get a good rest, so that Mrs. Hartley will not think me wholly unfit in future to act as guardian41 on your drives.”
True to his word, bright and early the next morning Harry unbolted the outer door of the inn at Nuneham, where no one was yet stirring, and started for his two-mile walk to the Hartleys’. It was a glorious July morning, the air clear as a bell, and a bird here and there carolling with all the abandon of June in the hedgerows.
One after the other he passed the typical little English farms that skirt the roadway, seeming in their trim perfection and miniature proportions more like toys to unaccustomed eyes.
It was only half-past six by the time he reached the Hartleys’, and Donald, as good fortune would have it, had just come downstairs and was standing42 right in the doorway. Donald, who had been absent on a tour of the farm with Chris when Harry was at the house the night before, at once surmised43 who the new-comer was, but gazed in blank amazement44, none the less, as Harry, calling him by name, commanded him rather imperatively45 to stay just where he was for a moment. Then opening Ted’s door, Harry said in a loud whisper:
“He’s just outside here, and there’s no one else within gun-shot; shall I bring him in?”
“Yes,” sighed Ted, since the thing was inevitable46.
No sooner said than done. Donald found himself in the stranger’s room and with his face aflame with the strangeness and suddenness of the manner of his introduction. But behold47! he was no stranger. In bed though Ted was, and pale and white from his illness, one glance was sufficient, and Donald stood transfixed, his hands on his hips48 in sailor fashion and absolutely speechless.
“You know me, Donald?” said Ted, raising himself on one elbow.
“Yes, sir,” getting the words out with difficulty; “you’re Mr. ———”
“Yes, but stop right where you are, for you’re not to mention here who I am. Do you think you can keep a secret?”
“If I choose I can for this was a very queer proceeding49, and he was not going to be led blindfold50.
“Well, then, will you please be good enough to choose to keep it till matters can be explained to you?”
“When will that be?” in a business-like way that was rather amusing.
“Till we can go for a walk after breakfast, and I can enlighten you,” said Harry.
“And you mean that now, just for a little while, I am not to let the Hartleys know that we’ve met before?” but as though he did not in the least take to the idea.
“Exactly,” said Ted.
“Well, of course I can’t refuse to do that much; but up at Windsor, you know, they think you are off on a driving trip, and are wondering that you don’t write.”
“There’s nothing to wonder at in that,” Ted answered a little sadly; “Harold knows I’ve never been in the habit of writing, or of doing some other things, for that matter, that might perhaps have been expected of me.”
“Yes, I know,” was Donald’s frank answer; “it’s an awful pity.”
“‘Nough said, my young friend,” remarked Harry, and fearing what next might follow, marched him out of the room with a “Now be on your guard, young man, and be sure and remember your promise.”
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