Study hall had not subdued2 the suite3 mates. They were still excited over Mimi’s honor of being chosen cheer leader and over the campus discussion Mimi’s notes would cause.
Mimi tried to lie still so that Chloe could go to sleep. She could hear Sue and Betsy turning and whispering. Then Sue spoke4 aloud.
“I am going to get up. I have a bad case of something, a cross between the heebie-jeebies and the jitters5. I’m naturally wild on Friday nights and want to celebrate.”
“Believe I’ll get up, too,” Mimi whispered.
“Let’s all get up,” Betsy said and they were all four out of bed and tiptoeing to the bathroom by the time she finished.
Mimi with her hands in front of her, walked slowly and slipped her feet along. She mustn’t run into a door facing with that nose.
Betsy fumbled6 for a match, checked to see that the bathroom shade was down, and then lighted a candle. Keeping the flame shaded carefully with her hands, she dripped some tallow in the bottom of the bathtub and stuck the candle in the thickening puddle7.
“Success!” she breathed as she withdrew her hands and the candle stood alone.
“What do we eat?” Sue asked. “I’m starving.”
“Sh-sh.” Betsy warned. She had been to too many such after-lights-out parties. Keeping quiet was rule one.
“Alas the cupboard is bare,” Mimi wailed9, as she stepped down from the side of the tub where she had climbed to search the high shelf.
“We do have some white sugar and some cocoa in the sitting room,” Chloe remembered.
“My kingdom, not for a horse, but for a cow! We need only butter and milk to have fudge.” Sue had them all giggling11 now. “Let’s make hot chocolate—sugar, cocoa, water—not rich, but I could drink ink with sugar in it.”
“Far be it from me to be a kill-joy, but, we have no canned heat.” Betsy sounded hopeless. “Why did we ever bring up food at all? I was hungry but not ravenous12 until we talked about fudge. If we go to bed now, and there seems nothing left to do, I’ll be delirious13 with visions of fudge and sugar plums dancing through my head. Oh me, oh my. My mother had such hungry children!”
“Fudge? Did you ask for fudge, ladies? You shall have it. I finish everything I start,” Sue’s eyes were round with excitement. “Dit’s roommate keeps canned heat all the time and I am going to borrow some.”
“Sue! You mean you’ll go to college hall?” Betsy asked. That meant getting safely through the intervening corridor and stepping in to the lighted halls. The chances of being caught were great.
“I’d walk a mile for—fudge.” Sue concluded.
“I’ll go with you, then,” Betsy said. “Now if we can get to the first floor-bath and luckily catch some one we know well enough, we can hide in a shower while she goes and borrows the canned heat.”
Betsy certainly knew her way around.
“If you all get caught I’ll die,” Chloe whispered after them.
“We won’t,” Betsy assured her. “Into the valley of death strode——” Betsy and Sue were out the door.
“Gee! I’ve been thinking about Daddy and Mother so much since I got hurt,” Mimi confided14 as she and Chloe huddled15 on the bathroom floor in the dim light. “You’d love my Mother and Daddy. They’re keen! My Daddy is the best doctor in the world and Mother is a darling. When they visited me at camp this summer all the girls raved16 over them. Some of them who have cranky old ‘stick-in-the-mud’ parents, envied me.”
“I’d envy you any kind of mother and daddy—even old fogies.” Chloe’s whisper was pathetically small and lonely.
Mimi didn’t know what to say. She wanted to ask, “Where are your Mother and Daddy?” but somehow she couldn’t. She reached over and squeezed Chloe’s hand and continued staring ahead. Minutes passed and Mimi could not find her tongue.
The door to two hundred and nine opened almost noiselessly, then clicked to. Mimi and Chloe rushed to meet Betsy and Sue.
“We have it!” Sue could hardly keep from shouting. “Not a whole can, but enough.”
“Sh—sh—” Betsy cautioned again. “We nearly got caught. Oh Gosh! Mrs. Cole, of all people, was over there. She stopped right outside the floor bath door and talked to Virginia, I thought she’d never go on. Whew!”
Sigh of relief all around.
“Now for the dirty work at the crossroads.” Betsy said. “Chloe get the chafing18 dish. Sue, stuff towels against the bottom of the doors into the hall. Can’t have this larupin’ good smell oozing19 out. We’d have half of Prep Hall in here, not to mention Mrs. Cole. Mimi get to stirring, we’d better cook in the tub. The light won’t show so plain.”
The whispered instructions were carried out silently and quickly. Five minutes after the daring visit to College Hall, sugar and water and cocoa fudge was boiling away in the chafing dish which stood in the bottom of the bathtub. Mimi was stirring away, foamy20 brown bubbles. She mustn’t let it boil over, not waste a precious drop——
“Want a cup of water to test it?” Chloe asked.
“Shoot no,” Mimi answered. “I can tell by the way it boils when it’s done. When it begins to boil heavy and the bubbles spit little balls, it’s ready to beat. Can I wait or can I wait?”
Betsy in the meantime had greased a platter with cold cream.
“I really feel like I’m at boarding school now,” Mimi murmured happily as she continued stirring.
“You’ll know you are at boarding school if Mrs. Cole catches us and you get campused,” Betsy warned. “What a divine smell!”
“Look!” Chloe was pointing at the canned heat. Her face was tragic21. “It’s going out!” Slowly the blaze flickered22, flared23 up, and while the anxious girls looked on, sputtered24 out.
“There goes the old ball game,” Mimi whispered.
“Not for me, I’ll eat it with a spoon.” Sue declared.
“Never say die,” Betsy said. “It’s nearly done, I know it is. Lift it up Mimi and we’ll finish it over the candle. We mustn’t let it stop boiling. Here.”
“Dit has an electric perculator,” Sue volunteered. “She’s made tomato soup in it. Why not fudge?”
“Don’t be silly,” Chloe said.
“No,” agreed Mimi, “you’d better thank your lucky stars you made the last trip safely. Besides, the lights are out over there now.”
After ten slow passing minutes of feeble boiling over the candle, Mimi declared the candy finished. The candle was about gone, too.
“Pour it up, please—” Sue urged.
“Control yourself, Wimpy,” Mimi teased Sue.
After each girl beat and beat, the candy was poured up, setting as it fell, spreading in circles which heaped higher and higher to the center leaving a topknot.
“Dubs on licking the pan.”
“Go to it, but no holes in the chafing dish please,” Mimi cautioned, handing her the pan. “We might want it again, sometime.”
Betsy dried the nail file she had been scrubbing and while the fudge was still hot, she cut it with the file. Then spreading an oiled bread paper flat on the floor she turned the platter upside down. Slowly the fudge fell out.
“Let’s eat one piece apiece now and let the rest cool,” Mimi suggested.
“Since I licked the pan, maybe I can hold off,” Sue agreed, turning on a slow stream of water and putting the pan to soak.
“Knock on wood y’all, but we’ve had better luck with our first after-lights fudge party than my great Aunt Patricia and her crowd did.”
“What happened to them?” Chloe wanted to know.
“You know, my great Aunt Patricia, Pattie to her chums, came here when Sheridan was a Seminary for young ladies, I mean ladies. Did they have it easy? Needle work, china painting, French and grammar. Penmanship was a heavy course. Imagine! I’ve heard Aunt Pattie tell what an enormous place Sheridan seemed to her when Uncle Mose and her father drove her up the drive in the family barouche. Prep Hall was all there was here then. The rest of the building has been added. She was being left all of twenty-two miles from home. Think where my Mother and Daddy are! Uncle Mose, the coachman begged his little Missie not to forget him while she was ‘getting edicated’ and her father kissed her solemnly on the forehead and gave her a Bible marked with daily readings.”
“But what about the fudge party?” Betsy interrupted. She knew all about the founding of Sheridan and its growth from a small private Seminary to a Preparatory School with college course added; how it was outgrowing25 finishing school requirements and, by abolishing the preparatory department all together next year, would be an A-1 accredited26 college for women. Not that Sheridan tradition bored her, but tonight her main interest was fudge. “It’s cool enough for seconds,” she added, as Mimi continued.
“Aunt Pattie was full of fun. She didn’t do anything bad or break any big rules, but she got plenty of demerits.”
“Don’t we all?” interpolated Sue.
“This night of the fudge party things were just getting in full swing, when there was a rap on the door. Some one snuffed the candle quickly. The window was open and they hoped the smell would go out. Each girl sat or stood as she had been, you know like slinging27 statutes—and hoped that the matron would go on. But she didn’t!
“Aunt Pattie had all the demerits she could have that term so she was scared stiff. In spite of all her hopes the door opened and there stood the matron holding an old timey oil lamp in front of her. The hall proctor was close behind her. Before either of them had time to make out any of the girls’ faces, the suction sucked the light out. Aunt Pattie did some desperate thinking and then did a desperate thing.
“Knowing that if the matron succeeded in lighting28 her lamp again they were all in for it, while the matron fumbled for a match, Aunt Pattie crept toward her on all fours. When her hair lightly brushed the matron’s heavy skirt, she stopped. For one calculating second she checked her bearing, then swift as a shot and sure as a good marksman, she jumped up to her full height knocking the lamp out of the matron’s hands! Wide flew the oil, the wick, the base.
“In the panic which followed the girls fled to their rooms. Other than the girls who were hostesses to the party, only one girl was caught—”
“Not Aunt Pattie?” from three distressed29 voices.
“Yes, Aunt Pattie.”
“But how?”
“When Aunt Patty went down to breakfast the matron was standing30 in the doorway31 supposedly saying good-morning to the girls but she was really playing detective, or better, bloodhound. She had been doing some desperate thinking, too, and had found an excellent clue. Carefully she looked down on each girl who entered. Not that one, nor that one. She was about to despair when Aunt Pattie came tripping in, in her flowered cashmere.
“Pattie come to my office immediately after your meal.”
“Aunt Pattie pitifully murmured, ‘yes, ma’am.’ She was dumbfounded.”
“But how did she know it was Pattie?”
“She had been sniffing32 each girl and when Aunt Pattie passed she simply reeked33 of kerosene34. When she upset the lamp she had baptized herself in oil. Scrubbing had changed her appearance but the smell lingered.
“What did they do to her?”
“Sent her home I think. Aunt Pattie always avoided that part. She didn’t want me to know any of my family had ever been kicked out.”
The candle was out and the fudge had disappeared miraculously35.
“We’d better get to bed, I expect,” Sue suggested. Full and warm, she was ready to cuddle down.
“I wish y’all weren’t too sleepy to hear about my family,” Chloe said faintly. “You see, I’ve tried to tell you so many times and somehow couldn’t. While it is so dark and nobody is running in and out, maybe I could tell you.”
“See that’s it.” Mimi hated herself for thinking. “She’s ashamed of them!” but she was the first to say encouragingly—“Do tell us, Chloe. I’ll admit I’ve wondered why you told about your Aunt Marcia, so much and never mentioned your Mother and Father.”
“I haven’t any,” Chloe said bluntly. There it was out. Mimi felt her quiver. They were all crowded together in a small circle, crossed legs touching36.
“Oh.” Three soft Oh’s again. What else could they say?
“You mean, they’re—dead?” Sue whispered. Her tender heartbreak was in her voice.
“I—don’t—know,” Chloe replied.
“Don’t know if your own Mother and Father are dead?” Mimi prayed that wasn’t rude. The question had popped out of its own accord.
“No. I don’t know. You see—”
“Yes?”
“I was—kidnapped.”
Chloe’s whisper left them paralyzed. Their excited breathing rasped the silence. All the eager questions died unspoken. Now that the ice was broken Chloe was the calmest of the four. In her soft, lanquid voice louder than a whisper, but much lower than her usual speaking tone, Chloe lisped her heartbreaking story. Telling it helped. She spoke easier as she went along. When she had finished it was as if she had unclasped an iron necklace and left her throat free from choking bruises37.
“Aunt Marcia is not my aunt at all. She selected me at The Home and adopted me. There is only one incident I remember about my real family.
“When I was very small, I couldn’t have been more than three, I was playing under two big trees by a big white gate at the end of a drive. Two men slowed up in a touring car and watched me play, then drove on. Soon they came back. The big one with the tattooed38 arms jumped out of the car and grabbed me. As he slung39 me over his shoulder like a sack of cotton seed and ran for the car, I heard a shriek40. My head was hanging down over his shoulder bumping up and down as the man, whom I later learned to call Fritzie, ran. I couldn’t see very well, but I shall always remember the blurred41 picture I saw. A beautiful lady was running down the drive screaming frantically42. As long as I could see she kept holding out her arms running after us and pleading. She must have been my Mother. She must have loved me very much.”
Chloe’s voice died away.
Not a soul moved. Even the raspy breathing was stilled. The whole night had paused to hear Chloe’s touching story.
Chloe’s voice and girls breathed again.
“The little man drove us miles and miles. Fritzie put coveralls on over my dress. Threw my little white shoes away and put sandals on me. The buckles43 pinched. Then Fritzie took some big scissors out of the car pocket and cut my hair off until I must have looked like a little boy. When the little man put Fritzie and me on the train he said, ‘So long Sonny.’
“Then there was a time, I have no idea how long, that I lived on a farm with Fritzie and a large slow moving woman called Freida. Callers seldom came but when they did I was hidden in the cellar.
“After a time something happened. I don’t know what but Fritzie and Freida packed up and left, leaving me at The Home. I stayed there ’til that happy day Aunt Marcia came.”
“But why didn’t you tell the people at The Home you’d been kidnapped?” Mimi asked.
“I tried to once and the nurse said I’d had a bad dream. Of course, I didn’t know the word kidnapped and I remembered so little by then. I even had a new name and didn’t know the old one. When I’d say—‘two men grabbed me,’ the nurse would say, ‘there, there; no one is going to get you’ and move on to the next child. You see there were so many of us in The Home.
“Once I tried to tell Aunt Marcia. I could tell by her eyes she was scared but she turned it off as if I didn’t know what I was talking about.”
“She’s afraid some one would identify you and take you away from her.” Mimi was shrewd.
“I’ve thought of that. It’s awfully44 nice to know somebody wants me, but I wonder all the time who I really am. Sometimes I wake up in the night and think I hear my real mother screaming.”
“You are just you, honey, and that’s good enough for us.” Mimi spoke for all three. “We swear we’ll never breathe a word of your secret.”
How could Mimi ever concentrate on geometry again when she was living in the midst of an unsolved mystery?
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