V AT SILVIA HORNE'S
But they weren't—not a bit of it—and had ten minutes to spare as they came rushing up to the station platform.
“Oh, look—look, girls.” Polly Pepper pointed1 up to the clock, pushing back the damp rings of hair from her forehead. “Oh dear me—I'm so hot!”
“And so am I,” panted the other girls, dashing up. One of them sank down on the upper step, and fanned herself in angry little puffs2 with her hat, which she twitched3 off for that purpose.
“Just like you, Alexia,” cried one when she could get her breath, “you're always scaring us to death.”
“Well, I'm sure I was scared myself, Clem,” retorted Alexia, propping4 herself against the wall. “Oh dear! I can't breathe; I guess I'm going to die—whew, whew!”
As Alexia made this statement quite often on61 similar occasions, the girls heard it with the air of an old acquaintance, and straightened their coats and hats, and pulled themselves into shape generally.
“Oh my goodness, how you look, Sally! Your hat is all over your left eye.” Alexia deserted5 her wall, and ran over to pull it straight.
“You let me be,” cried Sally crossly, and twitching6 away. “If it hadn't been for you, my hat would have staid where I put it. I'll fix it myself.” She pulled out the long pin.
“Oh dear me! now the head has come off,” she mourned.
“Oh my goodness! Your face looks the worst—isn't it sweet!” cried Alexia coolly, who hadn't heard this last.
“Don't, Alexia,” cried Polly, “she's lost her pin.”
“Misery7!” exclaimed Alexia, starting forward, “oh, where, where—”
“It isn't the pin,” said Sally, holding that out, “but the head has flown off.” She jumped off from the step and began to peer anxiously around in the dirt, all the girls crowding around and getting dreadfully in the way.
“What pin was it, Sally?” asked Polly, poking62 into a tuft of grass beneath the steps, “your blue one?”
“No; it was my best one—oh dear me!” Sally looked ready to cry, and turned away so that the girls couldn't see her face.
“Not the one your aunt gave you, Sally!” exclaimed Clem.
“Yes—yes.” Sally sniffed8 outright9 now. “Oh dear! I put it in because—because—we were going to Silvia's—oh dear me!”
She gave up now, and sobbed10 outright.
“Don't cry, Sally,” begged Polly, deserting her grass-tuft, to run over to her. “We'll find it.” Alexia was alternately picking frantically11 in all the dust-heaps, and wringing12 her hands, one eye on the clock all the while.
“Oh, no, you won't,” whimpered Sally. “It flew right out of my hand, and it's gone way off—I know it has—oh dear!” and she sobbed worse than ever.
“Perhaps one of those old hens will pick it up,” suggested Lucy Bennett, pointing across the way to the station master's garden, where four or five fowl13 were busily scratching.
“Oh—oh!” Sally gave a little scream at that, and threw herself into Polly Pepper's arms.63 “My aunt's pin—and she told me—to be careful, and she won't—won't ever give me anything else, and now those old hens will eat it. Oh dear me! what shall I do?”
“How can you, Lucy, say such perfectly14 dreadful things?” cried Polly. “Don't cry, Sally. Girls, do keep on looking for it as hard as you can. Sally, do stop.”
But Sally was beyond stopping. “She told—told me only to wear it Sundays, and with my best—best dress. Oh, do give me your handkerchief, Polly. I've left mine home.”
So Polly pulled out her clean handkerchief from her coat pocket, and Sally wiped up her face, and cried all over it, till it was a damp little wad; and the girls poked15 around, and searched frantically, and Alexia, one eye on the clock, exclaimed, “Oh, girls, it's time for the train. Oh misery me! what shall we do?”
“And here it comes!” Lucy Bennett screamed.
“Stick on your hat, Sally, you've the pin part. Come, hurry up!” cried the others. And they all huddled16 around her.
“Oh, I can't go,” began Sally.
“You must,” said Clem; “we've telephoned back to Mrs. Horne we're coming. Do stick on your hat, Sally Moore.”64
Alexia was spinning around, saying over and over to herself, “I won't stay back—I won't.” Then, as the train slowly rounded the long curve and the passengers emerged from the waiting-room, she rushed up to the knot of girls. “Go along, Sally Moore, and I'll stay and hunt for your old pin,” just as some one twitched Sally's hat from her fingers and clapped it on her head.
“Oh my goodness me!” Alexia gave a little scream, and nearly fell backward. “Look—it's on your own head! Oh, girls, I shall die.” She pointed tragically17 up to the hat, then gave a sudden nip with her long fingers, and brought out of a knot of ribbon, a gilt18, twisted affair with pink stones. “You had it all the time, Sally Moore,” and she went into peals19 of laughter.
“Well, do stop; everybody's looking,” cried the rest of the girls, as they raced off to the train, now at a dead stop. Sally, with her hat crammed20 on her head at a worse angle than ever, only realized that she had the ornament21 safely clutched in her hand.
“Oh, I can't help it,” exclaimed Alexia gustily22, and hurrying off to get next to Polly. “Oh dear me!—whee—whee!” as they all plunged23 into the train.65
When they arrived at Edgewood, there was a carriage and a wagonette drawn24 up by the little station, and out of the first jumped Silvia, and following her, a tall, thin girl who seemed to have a good many bracelets25 and jingling26 things.
“My cousin, Kathleen Briggs. She just came to-day,” said Silvia, “while I was at school, and so mother thought it would be nice to have you girls out to supper, 'cause they're only going to stay till to-morrow. Oh, it's so fine that you've come! Well, come and get in. Polly, you're going in the carriage with Kathleen and me. Come on.”
Alexia crowded up close behind.
“I'm going with Polly Pepper, this time,” announced Sally, pushing in between; “Alexia always gets her.”
“Well, she's my very dearest friend,” said Alexia coolly, and working her long figure up close to Polly, as Silvia led her off, “so of course I always must go with her.”
“Well, so she is our very dearest friend, too, Alexia Rhys,” declared Clem, “and we're going to have her sometimes, ourselves.” And there they were in a dreadful state, and Silvia's cousin, the new girl, to see it all!66
She jingled27 her bracelets, and picked at the long chain dangling28 from her neck, and stared at them all.
“Oh my goodness!” exclaimed Polly Pepper with very red cheeks. “Alexia, don't—don't,” she begged.
“Well, I don't care,” said Alexia recklessly, “the girls are always picking at me because I will keep next to you, Polly, and you're my very dearest friend, and——”
“But Sally had such a fright about her pin,” said Polly in a low tone. Alexia was crowded up close and hugging her arm, so no one else heard.
“Well, that old pin dropped in the ribbon; she had it herself all the time, oh dear!” Alexia nearly went off again at the remembrance.
“She felt badly, all the same,” said Polly slowly. She didn't even smile, and Alexia could feel that the arm was slipping away from her.
“Oh dear me!” she began, then she dropped Polly Pepper's arm. “Sally, you may go next,” she cried suddenly, and she skipped back into the bunch of the other girls.
Polly sent her an approving little nod, and she didn't fail to smile now. Alexia ran over to the67 wagonette, and hopped29 in, not daring to trust herself to see Sally Moore's satisfaction ahead in the coveted30 seat.
The other girls jumping in, the wagonette was soon filled, and away they spun31 for the two miles over to the Hornes' beautiful place. And before long, their respects having been paid to Mrs. Horne, the whole bevy32 was up in Silvia's pretty pink and white room overlooking the lake.
“I think it's just too lovely for anything here, Silvia Horne,” exclaimed Sally, whose spirits were quite recovered now. She had her aunt's pin all safe, and she had ridden up next to Polly. “Oh girls, she has a new pincushion and cover.”
“Yes, a whole new set,” said Silvia carelessly, as the girls rushed over from the bed where they were laying their things, to see this new acquisition to the beautiful room.
“Well, if I could have such perfectly exquisite33 things,” breathed Alexia as they all oh-ed and ah-ed over the pink ribbons and dainty lace, “I'd be the very happiest girl.”
Kathleen Briggs thrust her long figure in among the bevy. “That toilet set is very pretty,” she said indifferently and with quite a young-lady air.68
“Very pretty!” repeated Alexia, turning her pale eyes upon her in astonishment34, “well, I should think it was! It's too perfectly elegant for anything!”
“Oh dear me!” Kathleen gave a little laugh. “It's just nothing to the one I have on my toilet table at home. Besides, I shall bring home some Oriental lace, and have a new one: I'm going around the world to-morrow, you know.”
“Oh my goodness!” exclaimed Alexia faintly. And the other girls fell back, and stared respectfully.
“Yes,” said Kathleen, delighted at the effect she had produced. “We start to-morrow, and we don't know how long we shall be gone. Perhaps two years. Papa says he'll stay if we want to; but mamma and I may get tired and come home.” She jingled her bracelets worse than ever.
“They've come to bid us good-bye, you see,” said Silvia, to break the uncomfortable silence.
“Oh yes,” said Polly Pepper.
“Well, if you've got your things off, let's go out of doors,” proposed Silvia suddenly.
“Yes, do let's.” The girls drew a long breath as they raced off.69
“I think that Kathleen Briggs is too perfectly horrid35 for anything”—Alexia got up close to Polly as they flew down the stairs—“with her going round the world, and her sniffing36 at Silvia's toilet set.”
“Hush—hush!” whispered Polly, “she'll hear you.”
“Well, I don't care; and she's going round the world to-morrow, so what does it signify?” said Alexia. “Oh, don't go so fast, Polly. You most made me tumble on my nose.”
“Well, you mustn't come with me, then, if you don't keep up,” said Polly, with a merry little laugh, and hurrying on.
“I'm going to keep up,” cried Alexia, dashing after, “but you go so fast,” she grumbled37.
“We're going to have tea out on the lawn,” announced Silvia in satisfaction, as the bevy rushed out on the broad west piazza38.
The maids were already busily setting three little tables, that were growing quite pretty under their hands.
“There will be four at each table,” said Silvia. “Polly's going to sit with Kathleen and me, and one other girl—I don't know which one yet,” she said slowly.70
“Oh, choose me.” Alexia worked her way along eagerly to the front. “I'm her dearest friend—Polly's, I mean. So you ought to choose me.”
“Well, I sha'n't,” declared Silvia. “You crowded me awfully39 at Lucy Bennett's party, and kept close to Polly Pepper all the time.”
“Well, that's because you would keep Polly yourself. You crowded and pushed horribly yourself, you know you did.” Her long face was quite red now.
“Well, I had to,” declared Silvia coolly. “At any rate, you sha'n't have Polly to-day, for I've quite decided40. Clem, you shall have the other seat at my table.”
Clem hopped up and down and beat her hands together in glee. “There, Alexia Rhys!” she cried in triumph. “Who's got Polly Pepper now, I'd like to know!”
Alexia, much discomfited41, fell back. “Well, I think that's a great way to give a party,” she said, “to get up a fight the first thing.”
But Silvia and Kathleen had got Polly Pepper one on each side, and were now racing42 down to the lake. “We're going to have a sail,” called Silvia over her shoulder, so they all followed,71 Alexia among the rest, with no time for anything else. There was the steam launch waiting for them.
“Girls—girls!” Mrs. Horne called to them from the library, “wait a moment. Mr. and Mrs. Briggs are going too.”
“Oh bother!” began Silvia. Then the color flew into her face, for Kathleen heard.
“I shall tell my mother what you said,” she declared.
“Dear me! no, you mustn't,” begged Silvia in alarm.
“Yes, I shall too.” Kathleen's bracelets jingled worse than ever as she shook them out.
“Well, I call that real hateful,” broke out Silvia, a red spot on either cheek, “you know I didn't mean it.”
“Well, you said it. And if you think it's a bother to take my mother and father out on your old launch, I sha'n't stop here and bring you anything when I come home from around the world.”
Silvia trembled. She very much wanted something from around the world. So she put her arm about Kathleen. “Oh, make up now,” she said. “They're coming,” as Mr. and Mrs.72 Briggs advanced down the path. “Promise you won't tell,” she begged.
“Yes, do,” said Polly Pepper imploringly43.
So Kathleen promised, and everything became quite serene44, just in time for Mr. and Mrs. Briggs to have the girls presented to them. And then they all jumped into the steam launch, and the men sent her into the lake, and everything was as merry as could be under the circumstances.
“I haven't got to go to school to-morrow,” announced Silvia when they were well off. “Isn't that too fine for anything, girls?”
“Dear me! I should say so,” cried Alexia enviously45. “How I wish I could ever stay home! But aunt is so very dreadful, she makes me go every single day.”
“Well, I'm going to stay home to bid Kathleen good-bye, you know,” said Silvia.
“You see we are going around the world,” announced Mrs. Briggs. She was just like Kathleen as far as mother and daughter could be, and she had more jingling things on, besides a long lace scarf that was catching46 in everything; and she carried a white, fluffy47 parasol in her hand. “And we've come to bid good-bye to our relatives before we start. Kathleen, you73 shouldn't have come out on the water without your hat,” for the first time noticing her daughter's bare head.
“None of the girls have hats on,” said Kathleen, shaking her long light braids.
“Well, I don't see how their mothers can allow it,” exclaimed Mrs. Briggs, glancing around on the group, “but I sha'n't let you, Kathleen. Dear me! you will ruin your skin. Now you must come under my parasol.” She moved up on the seat. “Here, come over here.”
“Oh, I'm not going to,” cried Kathleen with a grimace48. “I can't see anything under that old thing. Besides, I'm going to stay with the girls.”
“Yes, you must come under my parasol.” A frown of real anxiety settled on her mother's face. “You'll thank me by and by for saving your complexion49 for you, Kathleen; so come over.”
“No,” said Kathleen, hanging back, and holding to Silvia's arm.
“There's your veil, you know.” Mr. Briggs hadn't spoken before, but now he edged up to his wife. “It's in my pocket.”
“So it is,” cried his wife joyfully50, as Mr. Briggs pulled out a long green tissue veil. “I am so glad I had you bring it. Now, Kathleen,74 tie this all over your head; your father will bring it over to you. And next time, do obey me, and wear your hat as I've always told you.”
So Kathleen, not daring to hold back from this command, but grumbling51 at every bit of the process, tied on the veil, and then sat up very cross and stiff through the rest of the sail.
“I should rather never go around the world, if I'd got to be tied up like an old green mummy every step,” Alexia managed to whisper in Polly's ear as they hopped out of the launch. And she was very sweet to Kathleen after that, pitying her dreadfully.
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