“All you will see, Jeannie,” she said, “will be about an acre of Wroxton Cathedral, six pictures of sunrise on the Alps, and some studies of carnations1. You can see Wroxton Cathedral and the carnations in our own garden, and you can see sunrise on the Alps in any tomato salad.”
“I bet you a sterling2 shilling,” said Jeannie, “that there is at least one picture that interests us; I have never yet been to any exhibition in which there was not something I liked to look at. Do you take it, Aunt Em?[117]”
“Done,” said Aunt Em.
It was still early, and only a few people were straying about the room, looking as people do at an exhibition, as if they were lost and wanted to find their way out. But an acre of Wroxton Cathedral, as Aunt Em had said, stopped egress3 on one side, the spears of rose-tinted Alps on another, and several forbidding portraits on a third. At the far end of the room, however, were some ten or twelve people congregated4 round one picture.
“That will be the one, Aunt Em,” said Jeannie, “over which I shall win my bet. So we’ll look at it last.”
Miss Fortescue smiled in a superior manner.
“That picture is a bereaved5 party having tea after a funeral,” said Aunt Em; “I feel it in my bones. Come, Jeannie, here are the tomato salads. That’s a beauty, but a little overripe.”
They strolled slowly toward the far end of the room, and while still they were some way off Mrs. Collingwood detached herself from the group surrounding the chief attrac[118]tion and came down the room toward them. Her face was a little flushed, and as she caught sight of them she paused, and then shot by them without a word.
“No manners,” sighed Miss Fortescue. “Now we are getting into the carnations.”
Jeannie had bought a catalogue, and turned to the list of artists exhibiting.
“There’s one by Jack6 Collingwood,” she said. “Now I am safe to win. Arthur wrote to him to-day asking him to come and stay with us. I hope he’ll come: I’ve never seen him. His pictures are splendid. It’s number 8. Oh, that must be the one all those people are standing7 round. Let’s go and look at it.”
“Tea after a funeral,” said Aunt Em.
No fresh arrivals had come in lately, and by the time they got near the picture there was no one by it. Suddenly Jeannie quickened her pace.
“Aunt Em, come here,” she said.
They stood before the picture for a moment in silence, to which its worth as a work of art alone entitled it. The whole thing was admirable. A stretch of lank8, thick grass,[119] starred with meadow-sweet and ragged9 robin10 ran from side to side of the canvas. The nearer edge of this was broken away, showing a chalky soil, and from it there ran at a slight angle a couple of wooden planks12 with a handrail crossing a stream which lay invisible but for a streak13 of water underneath14 the chalky bank. A few tall grasses in the immediate15 foreground round the nearer edge of the plank11 bridge showed where the stream ended. In the middle of it, cutting the picture nearly in two, was the figure of a girl, dressed in black, hatless, and keeping off a puppy with her parasol. Round the dog was a halo of spray, and he was in the middle of shaking himself, for his head was curly, his flanks and tail still smooth. It was an inimitable representation of a moment. One almost expected to see the halo of spray spread further, and the hind16 part of the dog grow curly. But if Jack had been successful with the dog, he had surpassed himself in the girl’s figure and face. She lived utterly17 and entirely18 in the present, and had no thoughts but amused apprehensions19 for her dress. Her head was bent20 forward, following the bend of her arm[120] and the parasol, and the face a little foreshortened. But every inch of her laughed.
Jeannie looked at it in silence. Suddenly bending forward and pointing at it (the picture was hung rather low), she laughed too.
“Oh, it is admirable! it is simply admirable!” she cried. “And I never, never heard of such a piece of impertinence in my life. Aunt Em, it’s the best thing I ever saw. Look at the dog; why, Toby would recognise it, I believe. And look at me! Certainly I recognise it. But what cheek! My goodness, what cheek!”
Aunt Em fumbled21 in her purse.
“A sterling shilling,” she observed, laconically22. “Now, Jeannie, it would be more decent if you came away. We will talk about this elsewhere.”
“Oh, one moment,” said Jeannie. “You see, I can’t come here again and look at it, as you can. Aunt Em, I remember the afternoon so well. It was when we had been down at the mill. But how on earth could Mr. Collingwood—Well, I suppose I must go. Oh, Aunt Em, mind you don’t tell Arthur about it. I have my reasons.[121]”
They walked out of the exhibition without looking at the acre of Wroxton Cathedral at all. On the stairs they met Miss Clara Clifford with a load of catalogues going up.
“We’ve just spent a half hour in the exhibition,” said Jeannie, “and I think it is quite excellent. So does Aunt Em. Oh, I don’t think you know Aunt Em, do you? Miss Fortescue, Miss Clifford. And the picture of me by Mr. Collingwood is quite admirable. But it was rather a surprise to me.”
The catalogues extended from Miss Clifford’s chin to nearly the whole stretch of her arms, and bowing was difficult. But it was more difficult not to drop them all at this remark of Jeannie’s.
“A surprise, Miss Avesham?” she cried. “Will you ever forgive me, for I am the secretary? But Colonel Raymond said—” and she paused, looking distressfully at Miss Fortescue.
Jeannie caught the look, and saw that Miss Clifford’s face was the picture of agonized23 embarrassment24.
“Go on, Aunt Em,” she said, “I’ll come after you.[122]”
Miss Fortescue looked at the ceiling in mute appeal, and then marched down the stairs.
“There’s no harm done, Miss Clifford,” said Jeannie; “I assure you I don’t in the least mind. But what did Colonel Raymond say? Oh, take care, the catalogues are slipping.”
It was too late; the pile bulged25 ominously26 in the middle, and then fell all ways at once to the ground. Miss Clifford clutched wildly at them as they fell, but the disaster was there.
“We’ll pick them up first,” said Jeannie. “Gracious, what a lot of them! Where do you want them put? Take care, you’re treading on some.”
“I was just taking them to the entrance where people pay,” said poor Miss Clifford. “Please don’t trouble; indeed, it is too good of you.”
Jeannie collected a foot or two of them, and together they deposited them all on the table by the entrance.
“And now, Miss Clifford,” she said, “will you just give me two words with you? First of all I assure you solemnly that I do[123]n’t in the least mind the picture being in the exhibition, so if it was you who passed it you can make your mind perfectly27 easy. But what did Colonel Raymond say about it?”
Miss Clifford looked round as if she was half determined28 to run away.
“I cannot tell you, Miss Avesham; indeed, I cannot tell you,” she almost moaned.
“Oh, don’t be so distressed,” said Jeannie, with the air of a grown-up person soothing29 a child. “I am sure I should never be anything but amused at what Colonel Raymond—I mean Cousin Raymond—said. Please tell me.”
Miss Clifford closed her eyes and clenched30 her hands.
“He said—he said there was some understanding between you and Mr. Collingwood, but that you didn’t wish it to be known yet.”
Jeannie’s smile faded, and a look of intense surprise took its place.
“Colonel Raymond said that?” she asked. “Do you mean he meant we were engaged?”
Miss Clifford shut her mouth very tight, but moved her head as if she was swallowing.[124]
“That we were engaged?” repeated Jeannie, wishing to be quite certain.
Miss Clifford’s lips formed the word “yes,” but no sound issued.
Jeannie sat down on a stone seat at the top of the stairs.
“Cousin Raymond is a very imaginative man,” she said. “Miss Clifford, I have never consciously set eyes on Mr. Collingwood. Oh, yes, I have. I remember now a young man coming round the corner of the mill when Toby was shaking himself. I think that must be he. Now!”
“It is terrible, terrible!” moaned Miss Clifford. “I have never been so ashamed.”
Jeannie was not attending to her particularly.
“Cousin, too,” she said. “He’s no more my cousin than Mrs. Collingwood is.”
“I am very, very sorry,” continued Miss Clifford, in the same low voice.
“Sorry?” said Jeannie. “My dear Miss Clifford, there’s nothing whatever for you to be sorry for. Please believe that. I’m delighted you should have the picture here—I am, really. But please be very careful not[125] to repeat what Colonel Raymond says. I will see that he doesn’t. Good-bye. I must go after my aunt. Please cheer up. Does any one else know?”
“Colonel Raymond is rather fond of talking,” said Miss Clifford, faintly.
“So I should think.”
“He told Ph?be and me not to tell any one. And Mrs. Raymond was there, too.”
“Good gracious, how many more?”
“No one else,” said Miss Clifford.
Jeannie rose.
“Well, I must go,” she said. “And if you won’t promise me never to blame yourself, I sha’n’t forgive you. So promise.”
“I will try,” said Miss Clifford.
Jeannie nodded and smiled at her, and went quickly down the stairs after Miss Fortescue.
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bereaved
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lank
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robin
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plank
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streak
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underneath
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utterly
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apprehensions
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fumbled
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perfectly
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determined
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soothing
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