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there, but it would not be the same. She would be an independent member of society, with her own interests to think of—however faithfully and affectionately she might still be concerned for the interests of others—and her individual career to follow. Her separate existence would no longer be merged8 in that of a band of sisters; it would stand out clearly and distinctly far apart from the old state of tutelage and subserviency9 of each unit to the mass. The lament10 of the tender old Scotch11 song over the departing bride applied12 equally to Annie and Rose, though there were no gallant13 "Jamies" to accuse of taking them "awa', awa'." In the same manner it was not so much over the cause of their going that Dora and May lamented14, or the father and mother's hearts were sorrowful, as
"Just that they'd aye be awa', awa'."
One day as May was coming back from school she met Tom Robinson, and he stopped her to ask how the family were, and to tell her something. There had always been less restraint in his and May's greetings than there had been in those of the others since his dismissal as a suitor. There was something in May's mingled15 studiousness and simplicity16, and in the strong dash of the child in her, which dissipated his shyness and tickled17 his
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fancy. If matters had turned out otherwise than they had done, he told himself vaguely18, he and "little May" would have been a pair of friends. He had no sister, and she had no brother, and he would have liked to play the brother to this most artless of learned ladies. "Look here, Miss May," he said, after the usual formulas, while he turned and walked a few paces by her side, "do you remember the fox-terrier puppy I was to have got for you and your sister Rose, in the spring? Well, he died of distemper, poor little brute19; but I have heard of another of the same kind that has had the complaint. I could get him for you if you cared to have him."
"Oh! I am so much obliged to you, Mr. Robinson, so very much obliged," cried May, beaming with gratitude20 and pleasure. "Rose and I did so wish to have that dear little puppy which you brought down to show to us once—don't you remember? and so it is dead, poor little pet; and Rose has gone away to London to be regularly trained as an artist, just as Annie is in St. Ebbe's learning to be a nurse. I suppose you have heard," she ended a little solemnly.
"Yes, I have heard—let me carry these books for you a bit—what is there of Redcross news that one does not hear?" Then he paused abruptly21, while there darted22 simultaneously23 across his mind
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and May's whether his speech did not sound as if he thought that Dora Millar's refusal of him must be public property? "For that very reason," he went on with a momentary24 shade of awkwardness, "I mean, because two of your sisters are gone, I fancied you might like this other little dog to keep you company."
"I have Dora," said May simply, and then she dashed on in an unhappy consciousness that she ought not to have mentioned Dora's name to him on any account. "I should like it immensely though—thank you a hundred thousand times, it was so good of you to think of me. But Rose could not have it now, could she? and she wished it quite as much as I did. It does not seem nice to have it when she is not here to share it," finished May, with wistful jealousy25 for Rose's rights in the matter.
"I do not see the force of that objection," said Tom Robinson, cheerfully. "Rose has something else instead. She has all London to occupy her. I am certain she would like you to make the best of Redcross without her."
"Yes, and of course the little dog would be half hers, the same as if Rose were here. She would see it every time she came home. She might have her turn of it at her studio, when she gets a studio. In the meantime I could write full
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particulars of it, how it grew and what it learnt. Oh, Mr. Robinson, has it white boots like the other you brought?"
"I am afraid I did not attend to his boots, or to his stockings either for that matter," said Tom with a laugh; "but he has a coal-black muzzle26, his teeth are in perfect order, and I believe he has the correct tan spots."
"If mother would let us," said May longingly27. "You know Rose and I had not spoken to her about it; we were waiting for a good opportunity to ask her, when you were so kind as to give us the chance of having the other little dog. Mother seldom refuses us anything which she can let us have, still Rose was not sure that mother would give her consent. You see she is troubled about the stair-carpets and the drawing-room rugs, and the garden-beds, and we were afraid she would think we should have the dog with us everywhere."
"Then it rested with yourself, I should say, to show her that you could keep a dog in his proper place."
"But I doubt if I could," said May candidly28, shaking her head, with the brown hair which had till recently hung loose on her shoulders, now combed smoothly29 back, and twisted into as "grown-up" a twist as she could accomplish the feat30; while to keep the tucked-up hair in company,
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her skirt was let down to the regulation length for young ladies. "Indeed, I am almost certain I could not refuse anything to a dear little dog coming to me and sitting up and begging for what he wanted. What is more, if I could Dora couldn't." She could have bitten out her tongue the next instant. What was she doing always speaking of Dora? What would he think? That she was wilfully31 dragging her sister's name into the conversation? And what had tempted32 her to say that Dora could not refuse anything to a dog, when she had refused her heart in exchange for his to the man walking beside May?
He made no remark. If his mouth twitched33 a little in reproach or sarcasm34, she could not see it under his red moustache; besides, she dared not look at him.
"I wonder," continued Miss Malapropos, "how I could let you know what mother thought." She never once suggested his bringing the dog for inspection35, as he had brought the other, or calling for her answer.
"You might drop me a note," he said, stopping to give her back her books, "and I hope for your sake that it may be favourable36, for this is a nice little dog, and I think you would like him."
May went home more nearly on the wings of the wind than she had done since Rose's departure,
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and presented her petition. Mrs. Millar could not find it in her heart to refuse it, though the stair-carpet, the drawing-room rugs, and the garden-beds were all to be sacrificed.
"Poor little May! she misses Rose, though Dora and May have become great friends of late. Dora is very good, and puts herself on an equality with May, as Annie could not have done. Still, she does not rouse the child as Rose roused her. What do you think, Jonathan? Would a little dog be in your way? Would its barking disturb you?" Mrs. Millar appealed to her husband.
"Not in reason, Maria; not if it does not take to baying at the moon, or yelping37 beyond bounds. Dora gives in too much to May, in place of taking the child from her books, on which naturally she is inclined to fall back. Dora has become her audience, and listens to her performances—even aids and abets38 them. I caught them at it yesterday. First May actually declaimed several paragraphs from a speech of Cicero's, and next she got Dora to repeat after her the most crabbed39 of the Greek verbs. I shall have a couple of blue-stockings, and what is worse, one of them spurious, in the room of the single real production I reckoned upon among my daughters. By all means let May have a howling monster. She is not too old for a game of romps40; and I must say,
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though I have never opposed the higher education of women, I don't want her cultivated into a gossamer41, a woman all nerves and sensations, before she is out of her teens."
"Do you suppose Tom Robinson can still be thinking of Dora?" suggested Mrs. Millar dubiously42.
"I wish he were," said the little Doctor, ruefully. "I wish he were. Yes, Mrs. Millar, I am sufficiently43 mercenary or sordid44, or whatever you like to call it, where one of my daughters is concerned, to give expression to that sentiment. But I should say he is not, unfortunately. Robinson is a shy man, and, no doubt, proud after his fashion. It must have taken a great effort—premature, therefore mistaken, according to my judgment—for him to screw himself up to the pitch of proposing for a girl of whose answering regard he was uncertain. Having made the blunder and paid the penalty, he is not at all likely to put his fate to the touch again, so far as Dora is concerned. He is not the style of pertinacious45, overbearing fellow who would persecute46 a woman with his attentions and ask her twice. Poor Dora has lost her chance, I take it."
"I cannot say that I think it any great loss, to this day," answered Mrs. Millar, stubbornly. She gave a toss of her head, of such unusual spirit,
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that it so nearly dislodged her cap. Dr. Millar involuntarily put out a finger and thumb to lay hold of the truant47. "We have our worldly losses, to be sure, and the other poor dear girls have gone out into the world very cheerfully. I must say I could not have done what they have done with so good a grace—so heroic a grace, not to save my life, Jonathan. But that is not to say that they are to be in haste to marry—tradesmen. Indeed, when I come to think of it, the fact of their being so independent and able to provide for themselves, ought to be like having so many fortunes. It should entitle them to be more particular, and free to pick and choose the husbands who exactly suit them. Another thing, if our daughters are not worthy48 of being wooed and wooed, and asked—not twice, but half a dozen times, before they are persuaded to say yes, I don't know who is. The idea of their jumping at any man!—you have drawn49 me into vulgar language, Jonathan,—the moment he makes his bow is too bad or too good, I do not know which to say. You do not mean that I ever accustomed you to such forward behaviour?"
"No, no, Maria," the gentleman assured her with a smile, "far from it. There was a bad epidemic50 raging at the time our little business came off, don't you remember? I forget now
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whether it was small-pox or scarlet51 fever, but I know I was not only tremendously busy, I dared not go to your father's house. Then I heard that another swain—an officer fellow from the barracks at Craigton was hanging about either you or your poor sister Dolly, nobody could tell which, and I dared not delay longer. I was driven to the supreme52 rashness of committing my suit to paper, and what do you think you wrote back? Have you forgotten? You thanked me very prettily53 for the compliment I had paid you, and you promised to give the substance of my letter your best consideration. Literally54 that was all—to a man worn off his feet with work and hungering for a word of assurance."
"Go away with you, sir," exclaimed his wife, restored to high good humour, and tapping him on the shoulder. "You understood me perfectly—you had wit enough for that. You went off directly and ordered new drawing-room furniture, what we have to this day, on the strength of that letter—you know you did."
"Showed how far gone, and what a confiding55 simpleton I was," he said, and then he tried again to set her right with regard to Tom Robinson. "You don't understand Robinson, Maria. It is not that he was not in earnest, or that he is fickle56 or anything of the kind. It is rather a case of the
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better man being beaten, and fools rushing in where angels fear to tread. Such men as he is accept a sentence without disputing it, because they do not think too much of themselves while they think a great deal of other people. It is not a flaw in their sensitive manliness57, it is part and parcel of it, to know when they are dismissed, and take the dismissal as final. They are not the most light-hearted and sanguine58 of mortals, but they are constant enough, and brave enough to boot, and a brave man is not without his compensations—
"'For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave,'
"some poet has written."
"So much the better," said Mrs. Millar, again with a suspicion of hauteur59 in her voice. "It is lucky for all parties, since I have not the slightest reason to suppose that Dora would change her mind."
"Then why find fault with poor Tom Robinson?" Dr. Millar remonstrated60 in vain.
The appearance of the dog on the scene with his fine pointed61 nose, alert eyes, incessantly62 vibrating little tail, and miniver black and white coat picked out with tan, caused May as much excitement and delight as if she did not know one Greek letter from another, and were innocent of Latin quantities. She was so wrapped up in her acquisition,
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so devoted63 to his tastes in food, the state of his appetite, his sleeping place, the collar he was to have, that for the first time in her life she had to be reminded of her books. It needed her great superiority to her companions in any approach to scholarly intellect and attainment64 to enable her to retain the first place in Miss Burridge's classical department.
"What shall we call him, Dora?" she earnestly consulted her sister, hanging breathless on the important answer.
"Call him whatever you like, May. You know he is your dog," said Dora with decision.
"Mine and Rose's," the faithful May made the amendment65. "Of course Rose must agree to any name we think of, or it cannot stand. Perhaps she would like to choose the name as she is away. Don't you think it ought to be put in her power—that she ought to have the compliment?" suggested May quite seriously and anxiously. "I shall write to her this very minute."
But Rose, like Dora, left the name to May.
"It was so kind of Tom Robinson to remember and offer him to me," said May meditatively66. "O Dora! do you think I might call him 'Tom'?"
"Certainly not," said Dora, with still greater decision. "What are you thinking of, May? I don't suppose Mr. Robinson would relish67 having a
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dog named for him. Besides, other people might wonder. 'Tom' is not an ordinary name for a dog, though it is common enough for a man."
"Nobody, not even the person most concerned, would know if I were to call him 'Son,' the termination of 'Robinson,' you know," explained May, after a moment spent in concocting68 this subtle amendment, and in fondling the unconscious recipient69 of a title which was to distinguish him from the mass of dogs.
"Are you out of your senses, May?" was the sole comment Dora deigned70 to deliver with some energy.
"'Friend,'" speculated May; "there is nothing very distinctive71 about 'Friend,' and I am sure it was the act of a friend to get him for me."
"'Foe72' would be shorter and more easily said," was Dora's provoking comment; "or why not 'Fox,' since he is a fox-terrier? You might also desire to commemorate73 the donor's complexion74, which you all used to call foxy," said Dora, half reproachfully, half dryly.
"I don't like doubles entendres," said May with dignity, "and if I ever said anything unkind of Tom Robinson I don't wish to be reminded of it now; anyhow, I could never give a sneer75 in return for a kindness."
"No, I don't believe you could, May," said Dora, penitently76.
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May continued a little nettled77 in spite of her natural good temper.
"What are Shakespeare's names for little dogs?" she asked. "'Blanche,' 'Tray,' and 'Sweetheart.' You could not be 'Blanche,' could you, pet, unless you were 'Blanche et Noir'? and that is too long and reminds one of a gaming-table. You could not be 'Sweetheart,'" went on May, revenging herself with great coolness and deliberation in view of the red that flew into Dora's cheeks; "no, of course not, because Mr. Tom Robinson is not, never has been, and never will be my sweetheart. There is only 'Tray' left. Well, I think it is rather a good name," considered May, critically. "'Old dog Tray' is an English classic. It is not altogether appropriate, because my Tray is just a baby terrier yet, but we trust, he and I, that he will live to see a venerable age."
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