Polly had listened to the story of the lovers’ “misunderstanding,” listened with a feeling of guilt1 and shame at memory of her attempt to bridge over the quarrel that was not and of which Patricia was never to hear. That secret belonged alone to John Eustis and herself. If Polly’s face showed anything of the disquiet2 in her heart, Patricia did not perceive it, her eyes for the time being undiscerning beyond a certain focus. On the third finger of her left hand she wore a modest diamond, one which befitted the station of a young man who was not far above the lower rounds of the ladder of success. But, small as it was, it was cherished as a girl should cherish her betrothal3 ring regardless of its size.
To the little patients on Overlook Mountain[147] Patricia seemed a fairy godmother, indeed, for she had left with them an unbelievable number of pretty presents, enough to go quite around more than once.
Even Benedicta had been won over—perhaps for the first time in her life—to a girl of fashion.
“I d’n’ know ’s she’s any better ’n other folks,” Benedicta told Polly after Patricia was gone; “but when she comes round inside one o’ them bewilderin’ dresses, an’ smiles to you so sweet an’ convincin’, you’re ready to give her everything to make her do it again. It’s funny, but she gits me every time.”
To the next visitor, however, Benedicta showed a silent scorn that was held back from being a veritable broadside of personal opinions only by the fact that she was a guest of Polly’s.
One afternoon Annette had laboriously4 climbed the stairs that led from the ward5 to the room occupied by Polly and Lilith, to say:—
“Miss Dudley, there’s a lady that wants to see you.”
“Who is she?”
“I don’t know her,” declared the child.
“Is she walking?” inquired Lilith.
Annette walked across to the window and craned her neck to try to see over the edge of the veranda8 roof.
[148] “No, no,” laughed Lilith; “I meant, did she come in a car?”
“No, Miss Brooks, she didn’t; she just came—like Miss Blackstone and Miss Foster and Mrs. Shaw and—”
“Never mind, dear,” interrupted Polly, cutting short Annette’s list of the neighbors. “I will see what she wants.”
She ran down lightly. It was probably an agent—their calls were not infrequent.
Beyond the doorway9 a girl with her back to the entrance was taken up with the distant view. Polly caught her breath—and then stepped out to greet her visitor.
“How do you do, Marietta? This is a surprise, indeed!”
Miss Converse10 smiled complacently11. “I expected to cause some astonishment12 up here this morning; but I couldn’t conveniently send word ahead.”
“You didn’t walk up?”
“Walk? Is that feat13 one of the Overlook stunts14? If it is I must accomplish it before I leave. I haven’t done so rash a thing yet. A friend happened to be motoring down, and he was kind enough to bring me up to Sally’s. I intended to stay there a few days before throwing myself on your hospitality; but the Robinsons are full to overflowing—one of the young men occupied a couch hammock last night. Not that I mind[149] sleeping in the open, I enjoy it myself; but Sally vetoed that at once, so here I am, a beggar at your door! Later she says she will be delighted to have me with them. So I shall only be changing the time of my visit to you.”
Of course, Polly voiced as warm a welcome as she could compass at the moment, and it evidently satisfied Marietta; to the hostess herself it sounded stiff and cold.
The visitor talked incessantly15, so that Polly’s silence was able to pass unnoticed. She felt that Marietta had an object in coming; but it was long before she decided16 what that object could be. Had it anything to do with David? His name was not mentioned at first. Polly hesitated to speak it, and it was finally Marietta who forestalled17 her.
“You ought to see how changed David is,” she said to Polly. “You’d hardly know him.”
This sent Marietta off in a convulsion of laughter. “Oh, if that isn’t the very funniest thing!” she exclaimed at the end of her fit of mirth. “I must repeat that to David. How he will enjoy it!”
Lilith sat silent with reddening face. Polly’s eyes showed warning glints of displeasure. Finally Miss Converse was ready to explain.
“Oh, I did not mean that at all!” she smiled, halting a moment as if in satisfied recollections. “Of course, you live so very quietly here, it[150] isn’t strange that you didn’t understand.” She glanced at Lilith. “David is a changed man. Why, he is the very life of the camp! He leads everything that’s going, and there’s something on all the time. We almost never get a day of rest. I’m actually glad to be where I can breathe quietly. Up there in the daytime it is rowing or bathing or hiking or tennis or golf or motor picnic, and there’s a party somewhere nearly every night. David is in the heart of it all, and the girls just adore him! He is really adorable! You’d never know him, never, for the dignified19, reticent20 David Collins of Fair Harbor.”
A little amused smile on Polly’s face made Lilith wonder; but neither of them said much. Miss Converse did not need assistance. She talked until Lilith actually felt sleepy and finally excused herself on plea of some urgent duty. Polly longed to follow; but her guest gave her no chance for withdrawal21, and it was late before she could obtain a release.
On the morning after Marietta’s arrival as Polly was passing through the kitchen, Benedicta called her aside and with a show of secrecy22 closed the door which opened on the dining-room porch.
“Miss Polly”—she lowered her tone—“there ain’t anything much for dinner! Somebody’s got to go down to Overlook, an’ it better be me.”
“More ’n I know. I told him we shouldn’t want[151] anything Monday and he needn’t stop. I saw Mis’ Seldon last night and she said he was ’most sick when he was at her house; so I take it he ain’t comin’. It’s too late for him now. I’ve got to have some sugar for certain to-day—there’s cookies an’ shortcake an’ lots of things wantin’ sugar. An’ steak I must get—and eggs if Young Ben has got any. We ate up the last scrap24 of meat for breakfast—my! how that piece of vainglory does eat!”
“Miss Converse?”
“Huh!—yere. I’d like to shut her up in the closet till she learned how to behave.”
“What’s the matter with her?” smiled Polly.
It was two o’clock when she returned. The children had had a luncheon26, and were taking their afternoon rest. She drove directly to the garage, without a glance toward the veranda where Polly and the White Nurse were sitting.
“No, you go ’long to your comp’ny,” returned the housekeeper28. “I don’t need any help.”
Polly turned away, but was arrested by a little exclamation29 from Benedicta who was opening her parcels.
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothin’,” was the short answer.
[152] “Better let me put the things in the pantry while you start dinner,” urged Polly. “I can fill the sugar bowls, too—where is the sugar?” She took up a paper bag, but it held rye flour.
“You just tend to your business,” spoke30 up Benedicta, “and let mine alone. Thank you, but I don’t wa—need you round.”
Polly went at once. What could be the matter with Benedicta!
The dessert was not what Polly had looked for, only a shortcake made with canned peaches. What the sugar had been especially wanted for was the fresh fruit set aside for the shortcake.
“You don’t get many berries up here, do you?” observed Marietta.
“Yes, indeed,” answered Lilith, “we have loads of them.”
“Oh!” was the reply, in a tone that seemed to add, “Where are they, pray?”
Polly ventured again into Benedicta’s domain31. “If you are going to make cookies for tea, as you spoke of,” she said, “suppose you have cocoanut cookies. Marietta has heard of yours, and says she enjoys cocoanut very much.”
“I ain’t goin’ to make cookies this afternoon.”
Polly greeted Benedicta’s glance with a little puzzled smile.
“I s’pose I may as well tell you an’ done with it,” the housekeeper began, her face flooded with crimson32. “I clean forgot the sugar.”
[153] “Oh,” said Polly regretfully, “that’s too bad! Perhaps I might drive down pretty soon, I don’t know—”
“I do’ want yer to,” Benedicta answered decisively. “I’ll borrow some at Young Ben’s.”
Polly went away thinking hard. What had occurred to make Benedicta forget one of the most important purchases—Benedicta who rarely forgot anything? And was it only pride that caused her to try to hide it? But for Marietta Polly would have dwelt longer upon the housekeeper’s singular behavior. The visitor gave her hostess plenty of food for thought, and that not of the pleasantest kind.
“I never would have believed that you could be satisfied with this dead existence,” Marietta remarked with emphasis, as the girls sat together on the bank of the brook6 that ran back of the house.
“Dead!” Polly repeated, a tiny scowl33 fretting34 her smooth forehead. “Anything but that, I should call it.”
“Well, not much like what you have been accustomed to. I should die to be shut out from everything, the way you are up here.”
Polly’s cheeks grew red, and a queer little smile came and went.
“I think it is a beautiful thing to help little children to be better and happier; don’t you?”
Marietta gave a short laugh, and lifted her eyebrows35. “Oh, of course, if you put it that way.[154] I’d rather be excused—at my age. It is all right enough for those who are on the shelf.”
Polly could not trust an answer. The red on her cheeks deepened, and if Marietta had seen her eyes at that moment she would have discovered an ominous36 dash.
How long the uninvited guest would have remained at Sunrise Chalet if Sally Robinson had not come over with the announcement that her room was vacant and waiting for her is uncertain. As it was, she went home with Sally, not at all to Polly’s displeasure. She had felt that she could not bear the strain of being constantly on the watch for what Marietta would say next about David. It had been an unpleasant experience from first to last, and she wondered over and over what had been the girl’s object in coming.
Benedicta was plainly glad that the visitor was gone; but in these days she said little about anything, her forbidding silence being remarked upon by everybody, from the White Nurse down to Little Duke.
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