“Market,” Nancy replied.
“To spend your guinea?”
“Hush!” she bade him, with a startled glance over her shoulder.
“Oh, you needn’t worry. Barth never gets around till the fifty-ninth minute. He’ll wait until the last trump1 sounds, before he orders his ascension robe, and then he’ll tip Saint Peter to hold the gate open while he puts it on. But what about the market?”
“I am going with the Lady.”
“To carry the basket?”
“No. I’ll leave that for you,” Nancy retorted.
A sudden iniquitous2 idea shot athwart Brock’s brain.
“Very well. What time do you start?”
“At ten.”
“Right, oh! I’ll be on hand.”
An equally iniquitous idea entered Nancy’s head.
“Have you ever been to market?” she asked.
“Never.”
“And you want to go?”
“Surely I do.”
“Then we can count on you?”
“Yes. Ten o’clock sharp. If I’m not there, I’ll agree to send a substitute. But count on me.”
When they went their separate ways from breakfast, Brock sought the town house of the Duke of Kent; but Nancy went in search of the Lady.
“Were you going to take Tommy to carry the basket?” she asked.
“Yes. He always goes.”
“And will the basket be very huge?”
“Yes.”
“Good!” Nancy said, laughing. “I am glad, for we are going to leave Tommy at home, to-day, and take Mr. Brock in his place.”
“Nancy!” the Lady remonstrated3.
“He insisted upon being invited,” Nancy returned obdurately4; “and, if he does go, he must be made useful. We sha’n’t need both him and Tommy; Mr. Brock wants to carry the basket.”
Brock, meanwhile, had left the maid standing5 in the lower hallway and, two steps at a time, was mounting the ducal staircase which led to Barth’s room. His fist, descending6 upon the panels, cleft7 the Englishman’s dream in two.
“Oh, yes. What is it? Wait a bit, and I’ll let you in.”
From the other side of the door, muffled8 sounds betrayed the fact that Barth was struggling with his dressing9-gown and slippers10. Then the door was flung open, and Barth stood on the threshold. He started back in astonishment11, as he caught sight of his unexpected guest.
“Oh. Mr. Brock?”
“Yes. Sorry to have routed you out so early; but I came to bring you word from Miss Howard and the Lady.”
“Come in,” he said hospitably13. “Excuse the look of the place, though.”
Brock’s keen eyes swept the room with direct, impersonal14 curiosity, took note of the half-unpacked boxes, the piles of books, the heaps of clothing, then moved back to Barth’s face, where they rested with mirthful, kindly15 scrutiny16. Then he crossed the room and dropped into a chair by the window.
“You brought me a message from Miss Howard?” Barth queried17 tentatively, after a pause which his companion seemed disinclined to break.
“Not so much a message as a—a suggestion,” Brock answered, with a hesitation18 so short as to escape the Englishman’s ear. “Miss Howard and the Lady are going to market, this morning, and I gathered, from what Miss Howard said, that she would like you to be on hand.”
“To—market?”
“Yes. She evidently thought you understood it was an engagement. The only question seemed to be about the hour.”
“Oh. What time do they go?”
“Ten.”
“And now?”
“It is past nine now.”
Barth stepped to the table and glanced at his watch.
“Fifteen past nine,” he read. “There is plenty of time. And you are sure Miss Howard wanted me?”
“How strange!” observed Mr. Cecil Barth.
“Oh, no. Strange that she shouldn’t have mentioned it before.”
“Didn’t she say anything about it, last night?” Brock inquired.
“No. At least, I don’t remember it.”
“It may have slipped her mind. You had a good deal to talk over, I believe.”
“What do people do, when they go to market?” Barth queried, with sudden and intentional21 inconsequence.
“Buy things.”
“Yes. But what sort of things?”
“Haven’t you been down into the market yet?” Brock asked, as he craned his neck to watch two girls passing in the street beneath.
“Oh, no. Why should I?”
“Strangers generally do; it is quite one of the sights.”
“Do you mind if I begin dressing, Mr. Brock? What sort of sights?”
“Oh, cabbages, and pigs, and country things like that.”
Barth’s brows knotted, partly over his dressing, partly over his effort to grasp the situation.
“And is Miss Howard going down to—to look at those things?” he inquired.
“No, man; of course not. She is going down with the Lady to buy them.”
“The Lady will do the buying. Miss Howard goes to look on.”
“And does she expect me to look on, too?”
“Certainly.”
Barth sat with his shoe horn hanging loosely in his hand.
“But, Mr. Brock, I don’t know a bad pig from a good one,” he protested hastily.
“Oh, it’s quite easy to tell. Just pinch him a bit about the ribs24. If he is fat and squeals25 nicely, he’ll go. But, as I understand it, you aren’t to do the marketing26. You are expected to carry the basket for them.”
Barth looked up from his second shoe.
“The basket?”
“Yes. Women here take their baskets with them.”
“And get them filled?”
“Surely. Then they bring them home.”
Barth finished the tying of his shoestrings27. Then he rose and picked up his collar.
“Oh, really!” he remonstrated, as he fumbled28 with the buttonholes. “Miss Howard can’t be expecting that I am going to bring a pig home in my arms.”
Brock rose.
“It is never safe to predict what a pretty woman will expect next,” he said oracularly. “I usually make a point of being ready for almost anything. As far as Miss Howard is concerned, I’d rather carry a pig for her than a bunch of roses for some women.”
This time, Brock’s words rang true. Moreover, they dismissed any doubts lingering in the mind of his companion.
A mocking light came into Brock’s clear eyes.
“I am glad you agree with me. You knew her before I did, I believe.”
“Yes. At Sainte Anne-de-Beaupré. Miss Howard was very good to me, when I was there.” Over the top of his half-fastened collar, Barth spoke with simple dignity.
Brock liked the tone.
“I can imagine it, Barth,” he answered, with a sudden wave of liking30 for the loyal little Englishman before him. “Both St. Jacques and I would gladly have offered up our ankles at the shrine31 of Sainte Anne, for such a chance as yours.”
“What kind of a chance do you mean?”
“Chance to be coddled by Miss Howard, of course.”
Barth slid the string of his glasses over his head, put on his glasses and looked steadily32 up at Brock.
“It was a chance,” he assented gravely. “Chance and the handiwork of the Good Sainte Anne. It might have meant a good deal to me. Instead, I threw it all away by my own dulness; and now, instead of having the advantage of a three-weeks’ acquaintance, I have to start at the very beginning once more. If, as you are hinting, you and Mr. St. Jacques and I are on a strife33 to win the regard of Miss Howard, you and Mr. St. Jacques have already distanced me in the race.”
Brock laughed; but his eyes had grown surprisingly gentle. In all his easy-going life, a life when friends and their confidences had been his for the asking, few things had touched him as did this direct, simple expression of trust on the part of Mr. Cecil Barth. Contrary to his custom, he met confidence with confidence.
“You’re a good fellow, Barth,” he said heartily34. “I am a little out of the running, myself. I’d like to wish you success, if I could; but St. Jacques is the older friend.” Then, relenting, he recurred35 to the object of his call. “Now see here, Barth,” he added; “you needn’t feel obliged to go to market. There may be some joke in the matter. Miss Howard laughed, when she was talking about it. Don’t go, if you don’t wish to. They can take Tommy.”
“Oh, but I’d like to go,” Barth interposed hurriedly, as he looked at his watch. “It is past ten now, Mr. Brock. May I ask you to excuse me?” And, without waiting for a final word from Brock, he turned and went dashing down the staircase at a speed which boded36 little good for an invalid37 ankle.
Ten o’clock, that sunny morning, found Champlain Market the centre of an eager, jostling, basket-laden throng38. As a rule, the Lady sought her purchases at the market just outside the Saint John Gate. To-day, however, she had elected to go to the Lower Town, and, true to an old engagement, Nancy had elected to go with her. It was a novel experience for the girl, and she wandered up and down at the heels of the Lady, now staring at the stout39 old habitant women who, since early dawn, had sat wedged into their packed carts, knitting away as comfortably as if they had been surrounded by sofa pillows rather than by pumpkins40; at the round-faced, bundled-up children who guarded the stalls of belated flowers, of blue-yarn socks and of baskets of every size; at the groups of men, gathered here and there in the throng, offering to their possible customers the choice between squealing41 pigs and squawking fowls42 which one and all seemed to be resenting the liberties taken with their breast-bones. Back of the old stone market building, the carts were drawn43 up in long lines; and the board platforms between were heaped with cabbages and paved with crates45. At the north, the little gray spire46 of Notre Dame47 des Victoires guarded the square where, for over two hundred years, it had done honor to the name of Our Lady and to the memory of successive victories won, by her protecting care, over invading foes48. Above it all, the black-faced cannon49 poked50 its sullen51 nose over the wall of the King’s Bastion where, a scarlet52 patch against the sky, there fluttered the threefold cross of the union Jack53.
And still Brock failed to appear.
“Just like a man!” Nancy said impatiently, as the half-hour struck. “You are sure Mary understood the message?”
“She never forgets. I was sorry not to wait, Nancy; but we should have lost our chance to get anything good. We are late, as it is.”
“Late! What time does the market open?”
“By five o’clock. These people have been coming in, all night long. By five in the morning, the place is full of customers. It is worth the seeing then.”
Nancy shivered.
“Uh! Not at this season of the year. I am not fond of the clammy dawn; and, down here by the river, it must be deathly. But, in the meanwhile,—” Again she glanced towards the corner of Little Champlain Street.
The Lady laughed.
“It is no use, Nancy. You are caught in your own trap, and now you must either go home and send Tommy to me, or else help me to carry home the basket.”
“I don’t mind the basket, though I confess I wish I hadn’t urged you to bring your very largest one. But I am disappointed in Mr. Brock. I thought he possessed55 more invention than this. He made me believe he had some mischief56 lurking57 in his brain; and it is very flat and boyish merely to promise to appear and then not to materialize.”
“He may have been prevented, at the last minute.”
“Then,” Nancy responded grimly; “he’d much better have kept to the letter of his promise and sent a substitute.”
She was still wandering aimlessly to and fro among the crowd, now jostled by a packed basket on the arm of a sturdy habitant, now whacked58 on the ankle by a hen dangling59 limply, head downward, from the hand of the habitant’s wife, now pausing to bargain for a bunch of pale violet sweet peas or a tiny replica60 of one of the melon-shaped baskets so characteristic of the town. All at once, she turned to the Lady.
“If there isn’t Mr. Barth!” she exclaimed, lapsing61, in her surprise, into the unmistakable vernacular62 of The States.
The Lady was deeply absorbed in her final purchase of the day, which, as it chanced, was a piglet for the morrow’s dinner. Engrossed63 in the relative merits of a whole series of piglets of varying dimension, she was deaf to Nancy’s words. Left to herself, the girl met Barth with an eager smile.
“Is it peace, or war?” she asked merrily, as she gave him her hand, sweet peas and all.
“Peace, of course. Are the flowers a token of the treaty?”
“Do you want them?”
“Oh, rather!” And Barth pulled off his glove to fasten them into the lapel of his dark blue coat. “I am so sorry to be late, Miss Howard; but Mr. Brock stopped a little, to talk.”
“You have seen Mr. Brock, this morning?”
“Oh, yes. He was in my room.”
Nancy’s face betrayed her surprise.
“And did he say anything about market?”
“He told me you were coming at ten. I meant to be on hand; but he delayed me, and, when I finally started, I missed my way and came out over by the custom house. I must have taken a wrong turning.”
“Perhaps. But where is Mr. Brock?”
“I think he went to his office.”
There was a little pause.
“Jolly crowd, this,” Barth commented at length. “Where is the Lady?”
“Oh. And those are the pigs? Oughtn’t we to go across and help her?”
Nancy laughed.
“I am afraid I’m not a judge of them,” she demurred.
Barth’s voice dropped confidentially64.
“Neither am I. Still, as long as I came to help her, I think it would be rather decent to see if I can do anything about it, now I am here.”
“Oh,” Nancy said blankly. “Was the Lady expecting you?”
Barth’s gratified smile completed her mystification.
“Oh, rather! I wouldn’t have felt at liberty without, you know. That’s what the Lady is for.”
A moment later, the Lady started in surprise. Stick and gloves in hand and a frown of deep consideration on his boyish brow, Barth suddenly knelt down at her side and shut his slim fingers upon the flank of the nearest piglet, which gave vocal65 expression to its displeasure.
“Oh. Good morning,” he added, not to the piglet, however, but to the Lady. “I think you will find this little chap quite satisfactory.”
For an instant, Nancy had difficulty in repressing her mirth. Then, from the Lady’s manifest astonishment at Barth’s appearing, from Barth’s own manner, and from her memory of Brock’s final words, she saw the hand of the young Canadian in the situation. This was the substitute whom Brock had promised. She determined66 to put her theory to the test.
“Rather! He is a good fellow, anyway,” Barth answered, as he rose and dusted off his knees. “I like the English Canadians, myself. They are a grade above the French ones. But, do you know, Mr. Brock only just saved me from disgracing myself again. I was so absorbed in—in the other things we talked over, last night, that I quite forgot about the trip to market, this morning.”
For a minute, as she looked into Barth’s animated68 face, Nancy waxed hot with indignation over Brock’s childish trick. She half resolved to warn the young Englishman against the species of hazing69 which he was called upon to undergo. Then she held her peace. Her warnings would count for more, if she levelled them at Brock, rather than at Brock’s victim. Even her limited experience of Barth had assured her that, in certain directions, his understanding was finite. It would never occur to his insular70 mind that his very na?veté would make him a more tempting71 prey72 to the jovial73 young Canadian.
“Never mind, as long as you came at all, Mr. Barth,” she replied lightly. “It would have been a pity for you to have missed the sight. We couldn’t very well wait for you, because the Lady had to come on business, not pleasure.”
“And is this all?” Barth said, as the Lady turned from the piglet. “Where is the basket?”
“There.” And Nancy, as she pointed to the heaped assortment74 of garden stuffs, suddenly resolved to put Barth’s chivalry75 to the test.
The test was weighty, unlovely of outline and unsavory of odor; nevertheless, the young Britisher did not shrink. Without a glance around him, Mr. Cecil Barth bent76 over the great basket and passed its handles over the curve of his elbow.
“Shall we go home by the steps?” he asked. “Or do you take the lift?”
Then the Lady interfered77.
“I go to the nearest cab-stand,” she replied promptly78. “I find I must dash over to the other market as fast as I can go. There are cabs just around the corner, Mr. Barth, if you are willing to put my basket into one. Then, if you and Miss Howard will excuse me for deserting the expedition, I will leave you to walk home together.”
And Nancy’s answering smile assured the Lady of her full forgiveness.
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obdurately
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dressing
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slippers
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astonishment
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doorway
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kindly
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queried
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hesitation
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brazen
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marketing
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cannon
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