NOTWITHSTANDING Nancy's dismal2 prognostications, Maggie Oliphant played her part brilliantly that night. Her low spirits were succeeded by gay ones; the Princess had never looked more truly regal, nor had the Prince ever more passionately3 wooed her. Girls who did not belong to the society always flocked into the theater to see the rehearsals5. Maggie's mood scarcely puzzled them. She was so erratic6 that no one expected anything from her but the unexpected: if she looked like a drooping7 flower one moment, her head was erect8 the next, her eyes sparkling, her voice gay. The flower no longer drooped9, but blossomed with renewed vigor10. After reading for an hour Nancy had left her friend asleep. She went downstairs, and, in reply to several anxious inquiries11, pronounced it as her opinion that Maggie, with all the good will in the world, could scarcely take part in the rehearsals that night.
"I know Maggie is going to be ill," said Nancy with tears in her eyes. Miss Banister was so sensible and so little given to undue12 alarms that her words had effect, and a little rumor13 spread in the college that Miss Oliphant could not take her part in the important rehearsals which were to take place that evening. Her appearance, therefore, in more than her usual beauty, with more vigor in her voice, more energy and brightness in her eyes, gave at once a pleasing sense of satisfaction. She was cheered when she entered the little theater, but, if there was a brief surprise, it was quickly succeeded by the comment which generally followed all her doings: "This is just like Maggie; no one can depend on how she will act for a moment."
At that rehearsal4, however, people were taken by surprise. If the Princess did well, the young Prince did better. Priscilla had completely dropped her role of the awkward and gauche14 girl. From the first there had been vigor and promise in her acting15. To-night there was not only vigor, but tenderness— there was a passion in her voice which arose now and then to power. She was so completely in sympathy with her part that she ceased to be Priscilla: she was the Prince who must win this wayward Princess or die.
Maggie came up to her when the rehearsals were over.
"I congratulate you," she said. "Prissie, you might do well on the stage."
Priscilla smiled. "No," she said, "for I need inspiration to forget myself."
"Well, genius would supply that."
"No, Maggie, no. The motive16 that seems to turn me into the Prince himself cannot come again. Oh, Maggie, if I succeed! If I succeed!"
"What do you mean, you strange child?"
"I cannot tell you with my voice: don't you guess?"
"I cannot say. You move me strangely; you remind me of— I quite forget that you are Priscilla Peel."
Priscilla laughed joyously17.
"How gay you look to-night, Prissie, and yet I am told you were miserable18 this morning. Have you forgotten your woes19?"
"Completely."
"Why is this?"
"I suppose because I am happy and hopeful."
"Nancy tells me that you were quite in despair to-day. She said that some of those cruel girls insulted you."
"Yes, I was very silly; I got a shock."
"And you have got over it?"
"Yes; I know you don't believe badly of me. You know that I am honest and— and true."
"Yes, my dear," said Maggie with fervor20, "I believe in you as I believe in myself. Now, have you quite disrobed? Shall we go into the library for a little?"
The moment they entered this cheerful room, which was bright with two blazing fires and numerous electric lights, Miss Day and Miss Marsh21 came up eagerly to Maggie.
"Well," they said, "have you made up your mind?"
"About what?" she asked, raising her eyes in a puzzled way.
"You will come with us to the Elliot-Smiths'? You know how anxious Meta is to have you."
"Thank you, but am I anxious to go to Meta?"
"Oh! you are, you must be; you cannot be so cruel as to refuse."
After the emotion she had gone through in the morning, Maggie's heart was in that softened22, half-tired state when it could be most easily influenced. She was in no mood for arguing or for defiance23 of any sort. "Peace at all hazards" was her motto just now. She was also in so reckless a mood as to be indifferent to what any one thought of her. The Elliot-Smiths were not in her "set." She disliked them and their ways, but she had met Meta at a friend's house a week ago. Meta had been introduced to Miss Oliphant and had pressed her invitation vigorously. It would be a triumph of triumphs to Meta Elliot-Smith to introduce the beautiful heiress to her own set. Maggie's refusal was not listened to. She was begged to reconsider the question; implored24 to be merciful, to be kind; assured of undying gratitude25 if she would consent to come even for one short hour.
Miss Day and Miss Marsh were commissioned by Meta to secure Maggie at all costs.
"You will come?" said Miss Day; "you must come." Then coming up close to Maggie, she whispered in an eager voice: "Would not you like to find out who has taken your five-pound note? Miss Peel is your friend. Would it not gratify you to clear her?"
"Why should I clear one who can never possibly be suspected?" replied Miss Oliphant in a voice of anger. Her words were spoken aloud and so vehemently27 that Annie Day drew back a step or two in alarm.
"Well, but you would like to know who really took your money?" she reiterated29, again speaking in a whisper.
Maggie was standing1 by one of the bookcases; she stretched up her hand to take down a volume. As she did so her eyes rested for a moment on Priscilla.
"I would as soon suspect myself as her," she thought, "and yet last night, for a moment, even I was guilty of an unworthy thought of you, Prissie, and if I could doubt, why should I blame others? If going to the Elliot-Smiths' will establish your innocence30, I will go."
"Well," said Miss Day, who was watching her face, "I am to see Meta to-morrow morning; am I to tell her to expect you?"
"Yes," replied Maggie, "but I wish to say at once, with regard to that five-pound note, that I am not interested in it. I am so careless about my money matters, that it is quite possible l may have been mistaken when I thought I put it into my purse."
"Oh! oh! but you spoke26 so confidently this morning."
"One of my impulses. I wish I had not done it."
"Having done it, however," retorted Miss Day, "it is your duty to take any steps which may be necessary to clear the college of so unpleasant and disgraceful a charge."
"You think I can do this by going to the Elliot-Smiths'?"
"Hush32! you will spoil all by speaking so loud. Yes, I fully33 believe we shall make a discovery on Friday night."
"You don't suppose I would go to act the spy?"
"No, no, nothing of the sort; only come— only come!"
Maggie opened her book and glanced at some of its contents before replying.
"Only come," repeated Annie in an imploring34 voice.
"I said I would come," answered Maggie. "Must I reiterate28 my assurance? Tell Miss Elliot-Smith to expect me."
Maggie read for a little in the library; then, feeling tired, she rose from her seat and crossed the large room, intending to go up at once to her own chamber35. In the hall, however, she was attracted by seeing Miss Heath's door slightly open. Her heart was full of compunction for having, even for a moment, suspected Priscilla of theft. She thought she would go and speak to Miss Heath about her.
She knocked at the vice-principal's door.
"Come in," answered the kind voice, and Maggie found herself a moment later seated by the fire: the door of Miss Heath's room shut, and Miss Heath herself standing over her, using words of commiseration36.
"My dear," she said, "you look very ill."
Maggie raised her eyes. Miss Heath had seen many moods on that charming face; now the expression in the wide-open, brown eyes caused her own to fill with sudden tears.
"I would do anything to help you, my love," she said tenderly, and, stooping down, she kissed Maggie on her forehead.
"Perhaps, another time," answered Miss Oliphant.
"You are all that is good, Miss Heath, and I may as well own frankly37 that I am neither well nor happy, but I have not come to speak of myself just now. I want to say something about Priscilla Peel."
"Yes, what about her?"
"She came to you last night. I know what she came about."
"She told me she had confided38 in you," answered the vice-principal gravely.
"Yes. Well, I have come to say that she must not be allowed to give up her Greek and Latin."
"Why not?"
"Miss Heath, how can you say, why not'? Prissie is a genius; her inclination39 lies in that direction. It is in her power to become one of the most brilliant classical scholars of her day."
Miss Heath smiled. "Well, Maggie," she said slowly, "even suppose that is the case— and you must own that, clever as Priscilla is, you make an extreme statement when you say such words— she may do well, very well, and yet turn her attention to other subjects for the present."
"It is cruel!" said Maggie, rising and stamping her foot impatiently. "Priscilla has it in her to shed honor on our college. She will take a first-class when she goes for her tripos, if her present studies are not interfered41 with."
Miss Heath smiled at Maggie in a pitying sort of way. "I admit," she said, "that first-class honors would be a very graceful31 crown of bay to encircle that young head; and yet, Maggie, yet— surely Priscilla can do better?"
"What do you mean? How can she possibly do better?"
"She can wear a nobler crown. You know, Maggie, there are crowns to be worn which cannot fade."
"Oh!" Maggie's lips trembled. She looked down.
After a pause, she said, "Priscilla told me something of her home and her family. I suppose she has also confided in you, Miss Heath?"
"Yes, my dear."
"Well, I have come to-night to say that it is in my power to use some of that money which I detest42 in helping43 Prissie— in helping her family. I mean to help them; I mean to put them all in such a position that Priscilla shall not need to spend her youth in uncongenial drudgery44. I have come to say this to you, Miss Heath, and I beg of you— yes, I beg of you— to induce my dear Prissie to go on with her classical studies. It will now be in your power to assure her that the necessity which made her obliged to give them up no longer exists."
"In short," said Miss Heath, "you will give Miss Peel of your charity and take her independence away?"
"What do you mean?"
"Put yourself in her place, Maggie. Would you take money for yourself and those dear to you from a comparative stranger?"
Maggie's face grew very red. "I think I would oblige my friend, my dear friend," she said.
"Is Prissie really your dear friend?"
"Why do you doubt me? I love her very much. Since— since Annabel died, no one has come so close to me."
"I am glad of that," replied Miss Heath. She went up to Maggie and kissed her.
"You will do what I wish?" asked the girl eagerly.
"No, my dear: that matter lies in your hands alone. It is a case in which it is absolutely impossible for me to interfere40. If you can induce Priscilla to accept money from you, I shall not say a word; and, for the sake of our college, I shall, perhaps, be glad, for there is not the least doubt that Prissie has it in her to win distinction for St. Benet's. But, on the other hand, if she comes to me for advice, it will be impossible for me not to say to her: 'My dear, character ranks higher than intellect. You may win the greatest prizes and yet keep a poor and servile soul. You may never get this great earthly distinction, and yet you may be crowned with honor— the honor which comes of uprightness, of independence, of integrity.' Prissie may never consult me, of course, Maggie; but, if she does, I must say words something like these. To tell the truth, my dear, I never admired Priscilla more than I did last night. I encouraged her to give up her classics for the present and to devote herself to modern languages and to those accomplishments45 which are considered more essentially46 feminine. As I did so I had a picture before me, in which I saw Priscilla crowned with love, the support and blessing47 of her three little sisters. The picture was a very bright one, Maggie, and your crown of bay looks quite tawdry beside the other crown which I hope to see on Prissie's brow."
Maggie rose from her chair. "Good night," she said.
"I am sorry to disappoint you, my love."
"I have no doubt you are right," said Maggie, "but," she added, "I have not made up my mind, and I still long for Priscilla to wear the crown of bay."
"You will win that crown yourself, my dear."
"Oh, no, it is not for me."
"I am very anxious about you, Maggie. Why do you speak in that reckless tone? Your position and Prissie's are not the least alike: it is your duty to do your very utmost with those talents which have been bestowed48 upon you."
"Perhaps," answered Maggie, shrugging her shoulders, "but I am tired of stretching out my hand like a baby to catch soap-bubbles. I cannot speak of myself at all to-night, Miss Heath. Thank you for what you have said, and again good night."
Maggie had scarcely left the room before Priscilla appeared.
"Are you too tired to see me to-night, Miss Heath?"
"No, my love; come in and sit down. I was sorry to miss you this morning."
"But I am glad as it turned out," replied Priscilla.
"You were in great trouble, Prissie. The servant told me how terribly upset you were."
"I was. I felt nearly mad."
"But you look very happy now."
"I am; my trouble has all vanished away. It was a great bogie. As soon as I came boldly up to it, it vanished into smoke."
"Am I to hear the name of the bogie?"
"I think I would rather not tell you— at least not now. If Maggie thinks it right, she will speak to you about it; but, as far as I am concerned, it cannot touch me again."
"Why have you come to see me then to-night, Priscilla?"
"I want to speak about Maggie."
"What about her? She has just been here to speak of you."
"Has she?"
"It is possible that she may make you a proposition which will affect your whole future, but I am not at liberty to say any more. Have you a proposition to make about her?"
"I have, and it will affect all Maggie's life. It will make her so good— so very, very happy. Oh, Miss Heath! you ought to do it: you ought to make her marry Mr. Hammond at once."
"My dear Priscilla!" Miss Heath's face turned crimson49. "Are you alluding50 to Geoffrey Hammond? I know great friends of his; he is one of the cleverest men at St. Hilda's."
"Yes, and one of the best," pursued Prissie, clasping her hands and speaking in that excited way which she always did when quite carried out of herself. "You don't know how good he is, Miss Heath. I think he is one of the best of men. I would do anything in the world for him— anything."
"Where have you met him, Priscilla?"
"At the Marshalls', and once at the Elliot-Smiths', and to-day, when I was so miserable, when the bogie ran after me, you know, at St. Hilda's, just outside the chapel51. Mr. Hammond asked me to come to the service, and I went, and afterward52 he chased the bogie away. Oh, he is good, he is kind and he loves Maggie with all his heart. He has loved her for a long time, I am sure, but she is never nice to him."
"Then, of course," said Miss Heath, "if Miss Oliphant does not care for Mr. Hammond, there is an end of the matter. You are a very innocent and very young girl, Priscilla; but this is a subject in which you have no right to interfere. Far from me to say that I disapprove53 of marriage for our students, but, while at St. Benet's, it is certainly best for them to give their attention to other matters."
"For most of us," replied Prissie, "but not for Maggie. No one in the college thinks Maggie happy."
"That is true," replied Miss Heath thoughtfully.
"And every one knows," pursued Prissie, "that Mr. Hammond loves her."
"Do they? I was not aware that such reports had got abroad."
"Oh, yes: all Maggie's friends know that, but they are so dreadfully stupid they cannot guess the other thing."
"What other thing?"
"That dear Maggie is breaking her heart on account of Mr. Hammond."
"Then you think she loves him?"
"I do— I know it. Oh, won't you do something to get them to marry each other?"
"My dear child, these are subjects in which neither you nor I can interefere."
"Oh!" Prissie's eyes filled with sudden tears. "If you won't do anything, I must."
"I don't see what you can do, Priscilla; I don't know what you have a right to do. We do not care that our students should think of love and courtship while here, but we have never limited their freedom in the matter. If Miss Oliphant cares for Mr. Hammond, and he cares for her, they know perfectly54 that they can become engaged. Miss Oliphant will be leaving St. Benet's at the end of the summer term. She is completely, in every sense of the word, her own mistress."
"Oh, no, she is not her own mistress, she is oppressed by a bogie. I don't know the name of the bogie, or anything about it; but it is shadowing all Maggie's life; it is taking the sunshine away from her, and it is making it impossible for her to marry Mr. Hammond. They are both so fond of each other; they have both noble hearts, but the dreadful bogie spoils everything— it keeps them apart. Dear Miss Heath, I want you to come and kill the bogie."
"I must find out its name first," said Miss Heath.
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