The lady of the old school crossed to her and pulled down the skirt of the young woman’s pink dimity morning dress. It would have kept Miss Frink busy if she had performed that office for all the girls in Farrandale who needed it that morning, and all the mornings; although Farrandale was no more lax than any other town.
Adèle rose quickly from the swinging seat, and Miss Frink turned to Hugh. “Well, what’s this I hear about our young lawyer?”
“Oh, has Mr. Ogden told you of my wish to read with Colonel Duane? I’m keen for it, Miss Frink.”
That lady looked up into his eager face with a lingering regard. What would he say if she told him here and now that she knew him to be[175] hers; her own flesh and blood; she who but a few weeks ago had believed herself alone in the world? This splendid specimen4 of young manhood was hers, hers to assist or to renounce5. Her habitual6 shrewdness and forethought warned her that she did not know him: that he must show the stuff he was made of before she could discover whether she cared to own him. He was deceiving her, at the present moment. He was only watching for opportunities to use her. No wonder his conscience had revolted at the succession of favors pressed upon him by the woman he was hoodwinking. Miss Frink’s X-ray mentality7 told her that here was an honest thought manipulated by the man of the world with whom she had just been tête-à-tête. Nevertheless, Hugh was at fault. He should have spurned8 such a plan—“And let you lie under the simple granite9 monument provided for in your will?” added some small inner voice.
Probably that suggestion was what made her smile at him now, so reflectively.
“That is, if Colonel Duane is willing to be bothered with me,” went on the boy, still eagerly. “I can’t trust you, Miss Frink. I won’t have the old gentleman bound hand and foot and thrown down at my feet.”
This egregious10 remark touched Miss Frink’s[176] sense of humor. She laughed spontaneously. The implication of her power pleased her no less than that of her devotion to this dastardly, double-faced youth.
“You just mind your own business, Hugh,” she returned. “You shall see the Colonel to-day.”
“I should love to walk over there with him,” said Adèle.
“I believe you,” replied Miss Frink, “but do you know Colonel Duane?”
“Why, no, but—”
“I think another arrangement would be better,” said Miss Frink, and, turning, went into the house.
Adèle pretended to shiver. “Oh, she does sit on me so hard!” she cried, then she dropped back into the porch seat and continued her gay badinage11 with Hugh, the undercurrent of her thought triumphing over her difficult hostess, inasmuch as she knew her to be a dupe and could reveal it, at any time.
John Ogden watched the young woman uneasily. It was evident that she was doing her best to attract Hugh.
“Say, boy, I’d look out for Ally if I were you,” said Ogden when again they were alone.
“Oh, she’s lots of fun.”
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“Yes, she means to be; but she’s in wrong with Miss Frink. It seems she is here, entirely12 under false pretenses13.”
“Indeed!” he replied. “How shocking!”
“Miss Frink has found it out,” said Ogden, flushing, “and through me. That’s the worst of it.”
“A little stone-throwing in your glass house, eh?”
“Totally unintentional.” And Ogden repeated what had taken place.
Hugh stared into space. He hated to have people get in wrong. It disturbed him all the time that Ally should have been such a fool as to deserve to get in wrong with the courts.
“Of course Miss Frink doesn’t dream of the court disgrace,” added Ogden.
“We must take it for granted,” said Hugh energetically. “We must help the poor girl, and have some pep about it.”
Ogden laughed. “You can be trusted for pep,” he returned. “That was a good line about Colonel Duane. I should have expected[178] Miss Frink to have Grimshaw escort your conceited17 self to the gate.”
At that moment the Colonel was watching a pair of birds feeding their young. Millicent came to the door and called him in to the ’phone.
“It is Miss Frink,” she said with bated breath. “I do hope it is nothing about me.”
The old gentleman patted her hand as he took the receiver, and the girl stood with parted lips, listening.
“Good-morning, Miss Frink.”
“Why, yes, if an old fogy like myself can be of any use to him, certainly.”
“Oh, yes, plenty of time. I’m a very small farmer, you know.”
“Yes, I have the foundational books.”
“No doubt you would, Miss Frink.”
“To-day? Yes, I shall be very glad to see him.”
“Very well, I shall be here.”
Colonel Duane hung up the receiver and smiled at the girl with the rapt eyes.
“No, you’re not discharged, my dear. She has another errand for you to do.”
“What is it, Grandpa?”
“Don’t lose those eyes out, my dear. You’re sure to need them again some time. The young[179] man there, Mr. Stanwood, wants to come over here to see my law books.”
“Are you sure it isn’t Mr. Ogden?” asked Millicent earnestly. “He was so interested in everything yesterday.”
“No, it is Mr. Stanwood. It seems he started to read law, and then they needed him in France.”
“Oh, I told Mr. Ogden that you were a celebrated18 lawyer.”
“You little girl! Blowing the old man’s horn.” He put his arm around her.
“What is the errand, Grandpa?”
“To bring Mr. Stanwood over here.”
“Oh!”
“When you get through the reading, he will be waiting for you on the veranda.”
“I don’t see why Mr. Ogden doesn’t bring him.”
“Why should he, when you are coming right home, anyway? Possibly Mr. Ogden doesn’t care to call on us every day.”
What could be simpler than picking Mr. Stanwood up on the veranda, and showing him the way to her grandfather? Millicent was vexed19 with herself for feeling as if she were setting out on an adventure when she went to her reading that day. She could see Hugh as he sat[180] on the arm of his easy-chair, bejeweled with crimson20 petals21, swinging his gay foot, and snapping his fingers in time to the jazz. At least he would not have on that cursed dressing-gown to-day, and she would show him by her businesslike manner that she was simply doing an errand for Miss Frink in being his escort.
When that lady lost consciousness to-day, and began gently to blow the silk handkerchief thrown over her face, Millicent despised the sensation of her heart beginning to beat a little faster as she tripped down the wide staircase to the ponderous22 front door. As she came out upon the veranda, she saw him. He was sitting in the porch swing with Mrs. Lumbard, and Mrs. Lumbard looked unusually pretty in a pink dimity gown, and was exhibiting lengths of crossed silk stockings as she impelled23 the swing with the tip of one slipper1.
Hugh at once jumped up, and Adèle nodded. “You made a short job of it to-day,” she remarked, and Millicent hated her.
“Perhaps you are not quite ready, Mr. Stanwood,” she said, with what was Farrandale’s most formal and forbidding manner.
“Indeed, I am,” he replied, picking up his hat.
“Don’t you think you’d better take an overcoat, Hughie?” asked Adèle affectionately.
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“No, indeed, it’s warm. Well, good-bye, Ally, I won’t ask you to be good—just to be as good as you can.”
She laughed and threw him a kiss. Millicent stood, stiff as a ramrod, hating them both.
Hugh smiled at her disarmingly as they went down the steps together. “You know I am as pleased as a boy with a pair of red boots to think Colonel Duane will take me,” he said.
“He seemed very willing,” returned the girl, without looking at him.
Had Damaris been the escort of the most talked-about young man in Farrandale, she would have paraded him: taken him by the most populous24 ways. Millicent had mapped out a semi-rural route, longer to be sure, but one in which few people would see them and say that Millicent Duane was out walking with Miss Frink’s young man.
“Mrs. Lumbard worked among us doughboys in France,” said Hugh, sensing an iciness in the atmosphere.
“I heard her say so yesterday,” returned Millicent, eyes ahead.
“She plays like a house afire,” said Hugh, “and she has to earn her living. Do you believe she could make a go of it teaching piano here?”
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“I don’t know why not?” returned the girl civilly.
“Anyway, Miss Frink is going to let her give a recital in her house and let the people hear her. Will you help boom it?”
“I’m afraid I’m a person of no influence, Mr. Stanwood.”
At this she turned and gave him a look which came out somewhere beyond him. “I don’t know what you mean.”
“Why, you don’t seem to realize that this is a great day. Spring is here, and the birds are busy—this is a mighty28 pretty street, by the way, like the country, and I’m out of that infernal room walking on my own legs. I feel we should be taking hold of hands and skipping—Merry, Merry May, fol-de-rol, tiddle-de-winks, and all that, you know.”
She met his laughing eyes and relaxed slightly. “It is a celebration for you, isn’t it?” she said.
“Yes. Ogden said Miss Frink teased you yesterday.”
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“Oh, how silly to speak of it!” exclaimed Millicent, reverting29 to the profile and coloring beautifully. He thought she looked very pretty, and he laughed gayly at her sudden temper.
“Well, I just want you to remember that I wasn’t the guilty party. An innocent bystander shouldn’t be crushed, yet how often they are!”
In the rural road, Hugh was effervescing31 with the joy of living, and his prim32 escort was gradually unbending. When an apple tree in full bloom came in view, it helped wonderfully.
“Wait a minute, Miss Duane”—Hugh put out a hand gropingly—“just a minute. I feel queer—”
Millicent looked around at him. He was very pale.
“Can you beat it?” he demanded feebly. “That apple tree—it’s whirling. I think I’m—going to—”
“Oh, don’t, Mr. Stanwood.” His groping hand grasped her arm, and she held him with the other while he sank on the bank under the apple blossoms, his weight pulling her down beside him.
“Please don’t faint,” she said. “We’re so[184] nearly there. Just lie still; I’ll go get Grandpa to help.”
She fled away, and he closed his eyes and called himself names.
Back they came, Millicent white and flushed by turns, and the old gentleman coming along with his hale and hearty35 tread.
“Not such a bad couch,” he said cheerily, bending over Hugh while Millicent stood with clasped hands, suffering all the throes of guilt30. The regular road would have been little more than half as long, and she could hear Mrs. Lumbard’s comments on choosing the romantic path.
“Lie there a bit while Milly brings you some hot milk, then you’ll get to the house easily enough between us two sturdy ones. Tried to do a little too much, I guess.”
Millicent went back with winged feet and soon returned with the hot milk. He drank the milk, supported by Colonel Duane’s arm, and soon his dizziness ceased. Leaning on the two friends he walked slowly, and soon entered the back gate of their cottage. The little orchard made the place look in festive36 array.
“All dressed up for you, you see,” said the Colonel.
“Heavenly!” said Hugh.
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“I’ll say it’s pretty here,” said Hugh. “Sorry I was a fool.”
“Going to put you in the hammock,” said Colonel Duane, “and let you look the apple blossoms out of countenance38 awhile.”
This he did, arranging the pillows deftly39 under Hugh’s head. He went into the house for another, and Millicent stood there looking down at the patient.
Hugh smiled up at her; and there was that dreadful smile again, that Prince Charming smile that made so much defense40 necessary, and she hadn’t any more. Remorse41 had drowned it.
“He’s all right now, childie,” said her grandfather comfortingly. “I’ll bet you’re blaming yourself for taking that road. How did you happen to?”
“And the joke is,” said the Colonel, “that Miss Frink didn’t think he was up to the short road, even. She was expecting you to drive, and somehow or other Grimshaw was tardy[186] with the team and you had gone. So he hopped43 in and came the whole way, beating up the sidewalks for you.” Colonel Duane laughed. “I told him to go over to Damaris and see if you were there.”
“So he went, and he said if he didn’t find you he would go back and tell Miss Frink that you preferred to walk.” The old gentleman laughed again. “Grimshaw believes in self-preservation. That is what we are all to say. You preferred to walk.” He rose. “I promised to call up as soon as you arrived. I’ll tell them you enjoyed the trip. Eh?”
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