“We were looking for you,” Millie told Gloria when the two fell together walking the remainder of the way to their cottages.
“Oh, I’ve been working for dad,” smiled Gloria. “The pleasantest sort of work—collecting launch dues,” she explained.
“We had a wonderful sail. Won’t we miss Katherine? She goes in two more days,” sighed Millie.
“Yes, we will; I think Kathy is a splendid girl. But, Millie, vacation is almost over for all of us,” Gloria reminded her chum.
“I wonder who will be the new teacher and what she will be like?”
“Perhaps I won’t be here to find out,” said Gloria wistfully. She was purposely mysterious.
“Going away, Glo?”
“Perhaps.”
“Where?”
“I may go to boarding school.”
“Oh, how lovely!”
“It isn’t quite settled yet, and, Millie, you know, I’ve told you the very first.”
Millie looked slyly out of her hazel eyes. “Before Tom?” she asked archly.
“Yes. Before Tom.”
“Oh, I know, Glo,” and she squeezed the arm next her. “But I love to tease. Tom and you are such a jolly pair.”
“If I go I shall surely miss you both,” said Gloria, with a solemnity quite new and not exactly natural.
“As if we won’t miss you!” Millie’s tone was equally dramatic.
“Well, Millie, you know how long I have hoped for the chance and I am not perfectly5 positive it has arrived now. But my Aunt Lottie always promised to educate both me and my cousin Hazel. She, Aunt Lottie, was an invalid6, you know, and was afraid to part with any of her money while she lived lest some turn in her ailment7 might mean very big expenditures8. She was lovely, poor little Aunt Lottie!”
The affection and sympathy in Gloria’s voice filled the space of several moments as they walked. The red roof of Gloria’s low house could be seen through the trees in the settling twilight9, and the late summer flowers were doing their fragrant10 best to sweeten the air, while frogs croaked11, birds whimpered and every living hidden thing poured out its soul in vesper greeting.
“Your Aunt Lottie died last month, didn’t she?” finally asked Millie.
“Yes, and Hazel’s mother, Aunt Harriet, is settling her affairs. You see, she lived with them.”
“Is Hazel to go to school with you?”
“I’m afraid not. They built a new house and Aunt Lottie gave Hazel’s share to them for that. But dad would never touch mine. You know how he works with this house. He just painted it all himself and, you know, Millie,” Gloria’s voice was affectionate, “you know, dad never did heavy work. He has always hoped to follow his calling, but I have held him here. Now, Millie, I am telling more than I planned, but I know I can depend upon you to keep it secret.”
“Of course you can, Gloria. But I just hope you won’t go.”
“I don’t want you to go away, and I don’t want you to grow up like anyone but Gloria Doane,” said Mildred fondly. “Now, I’ll have to run. I promised Joe to help weed his garden and I’ve been out all afternoon. So-long, Glo! See you tomorrow.”
“So-long, Millie,” waved Gloria, for her chum was running off with her feet in one direction and her eyes in the other. Now she was looking back at Gloria Doane as she stood for a few moments under the big cedar12 tree.
Did Gloria want to leave all this? How peaceful and sweet it seemed now! But no idle dreamer was Gloria. With the first temptation to feel sorry for herself she called up the picture of her dad, Edward Doane, working at a bookkeeper’s desk and dreaming of the great adventure. The young man made serious through sudden hardship—the loss of a lovely wife and the care of a darling daughter. This last would not have meant hardship, if only things had been different in Barbend. But here he had come in quest of the hoped-for health of an ailing13 wife. Here he had set up his humble14 home, and here he had still remained for Gloria’s sake.
The girl and her dad were inseparable when he could be at home. He taught her more than she had learned from books, and the best of his gifts was a determination to overcome obstacles. When other girls of her age were suffering from the well meant shelter and warning of the home circle, Gloria was absorbing the lessons of courage and determination. And now she was soon to see results. Her dad was going to have his chance. He was to be free from the care of a rather fractious daughter; he was to be unchained from the cottage that always needed a shingle15 or a daub of paint; he was to go on the trip that would pay its own way and take care of the explorer, while Gloria would be safely imprisoned16 in a boarding school. She thought of it that way. No love of culture nor hope of new adventure, even such as she had so long and so often read about, presented to her anything like a glowing picture of boarding school life. Kathy Bruen had done something to color up the prospect17, but then there was Millie, and Tom, and even her faithful housekeeper18 and care-taker, Jane Morgan. Jane loved her and she was so faithful! Ever since Gloria could remember it had been Jane.
Jane’s gray head made a second post at the gate just now. Gloria hurried on to answer the unspoken call to supper. Her father would not be home; he only came up the river twice a week in busy season and this was not his night.
“There’s a letter for you, dear,” said Jane, with a smile that betrayed the possibility of good news.
“From Aunt Harriet?”
“Postmark’s Sandford, so I guess it must be,” said Jane, winding19 an arm around Gloria’s waist as they both moved to the door.
“I’m getting so excited now I can hardly wait,” said Gloria.
Jane threw her head up and turned away slightly, but not too secretly to betray a sigh of regret.
“Of course I hate to leave you, Nanty,” said Gloria, using her pet name coined to be as near “aunty” as no such relationship might imply. “But then—it won’t be for long.”
“I know, Glory. It is going to be just beautiful for you and your dad. As far as I am concerned, I might as well confess, I am aching to get out to sister Mary’s and have a close look at all the children she is constantly sending pictures of. Can’t tell whether they’re white or black, big or little, and as for knowing or guessing which is good or which is a rascal—” Jane stopped as if that were indeed too much even to guess at from the serial20 snap-shots sister Mary Murdock, of Logan Center, kept sending.
All during supper the two talked of the great prospects21 ahead, but for once Gloria did not read aloud her letter from Aunt Harriet. She had, however, read it over twice up in her room just before coming down to the table, and what she suspected the veiled references therein might mean, had by no means a pleasant outlook. Aunt Harriet wanted to know if Gloria could go out to her home in Sandford to talk over a matter without her father’s knowledge. She also asked Gloria not to make any new plans until she had talked things over, “because,” the letter stated, “there is something we must consider very seriously, and,” said Aunt Harriet, “I hated to tell you about it before, so I just kept putting it off.” Now that was like Aunt Harriet. She was plainly taking refuge in a foolish excuse, nevertheless that there was really something serious to be considered Gloria had not the slightest, not even the feeblest doubt. She wished she had. The hint was very dark and all black around the edges. Of course, being secret she would not consult the ever faithful Nanty, but without her dad and without her caretaker’s confidence just now, the burden seemed rather heavy. And just when everything was so thrilling! So promising22! It couldn’t be that something would prevent her going to boarding school after all her plans were made? And after her father was all ready to take the commission to go abroad on his long hoped-for enterprise?
“Let’s go down to the post office,” suggested Gloria suddenly, with a determined23 attempt to throw off the impending24 gloom. “It’s wonderful out, Nanty, and I suppose you have been poking25 over that hot stove all afternoon.”
Jane agreed. It was a wonderful evening and she always enjoyed a quiet walk after tea, with Gloria.
“Don’t let’s do anything until we get back,” said the girl who was already slipping on a bright red sweater. “We can work after dark but we can’t see the sunset then.”
So it happened they met Tom Whitely coming toward their cottage. He was slicked up as he always was for evening, his very brown hair bubbling up in little curls in spite of all his troubles with it, and his fresh blue blouse showing his brown neck to advantage. The blue garment was sold as a blouse, his mother called it a waist, but Tom insisted that kind were shirts. He scorned anything else.
Seeing Jane, Tom wondered how he was going to get a word alone with Gloria. All three walked amiably26 along through the locust27 grove28, but Tom did not appear to get much vim29 into his answers, and made no attempt at anything so positive as a question. He was very glum30.
Finally, at Mrs. Mayhew’s, Jane stopped. “Suppose you two go on,” she said, “and I’ll stop and talk to Clara. There she’s alone on the porch, and I want to ask her something about apple jelly.”
This gave Tom his chance.
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