'Methinks, good friend, to-day I scarce do know thee,
The fashion of thy manner hath so changed.'
'Oh, Aunt Helen!' cried Peggy, bursting into the dining-room one afternoon, where her aunt was busy adding up accounts, 'can't we all go to Maud Middleton's party?'
'And who is Maud Middleton, I should like to know?' inquired Aunt Helen, pausing in the midst of her butcher's bill. 'I have not heard you mention her before. Is she one of your schoolfellows?'
'Oh no, she's the dearest girl! They have a French governess, but they go to the dancing-class on Fridays, and Maud and I always dance together, and I simply love her!' said Peggy, who was apt to take up friendships with enthusiasm.
'But, my dear child, you have not yet told me who she is. I cannot have you making friends with any shopkeeper's daughter from Warford.'
'Oh, they're not at all like that!' declared Peggy. 'Maud's just lovely, with long yellow curls right down to her waist, and Muriel's almost grown up, though she's only as old as Lilian. She wears combs in her hair, and has the sweetest blue dress, trimmed with pearl trimmings!'
[73]'That is no patent of good breeding, I am afraid,' said Aunt Helen, smiling. 'Lilian, can't you tell me something more about this latest idol1 of Peggy's?'
'They really seem very nice girls, Auntie,' said Lilian. 'I think you would like them. They have taken Redlands—that pretty house just beyond the toll-bridge on the other side of Warford. Major Middleton has been appointed Adjutant to the volunteers. They lived in India for a long time, and then in London before they came here. Muriel plays the violin, and they know ever so many musical people, and go to the concerts every week at the Assembly Rooms. It is Maud's birthday on the thirteenth, and they have invited us all three. Mrs. Middleton was at the dancing-class to-day, and spoke2 to us herself. She said she "hoped so much that our Aunt would allow us to accept." We should like to go immensely,' added Lilian with a wistful sigh, as she remembered Muriel's accounts of the grand piano, and the Stradivarius violin which was her latest acquisition.
'Go and ask Father, then,' said Aunt Helen. 'And if he says "Yes," I suppose it will be all right.'
'Oh, thank you!' cried Peggy, who knew that Father would not be likely to resist the combined coaxings of the trio. 'We must write to Maud to-night. She'll be as pleased as we are!'
And she executed a little war-dance of delight out in the hall. Such a thing as a party was a great event in the children's calendar. They had few invitations, for there was little visiting now at the Abbey; the anomaly of a country gentleman who ploughed his own fields was felt to be too much for the neighbouring squires3, and one by one the 'county' had ceased to call. Truly adversity is a great winnower4 of friendships. It is but the staunchest who will stick to us[74] through our troubles, while those who love us for what we have, instead of what we are, fall away like chaff5 at the first breath of ill-fortune.
Poor Lilian's anticipations6, however, were doomed7 to sad disappointment, for when the much-talked-of day arrived, it brought her such a bad headache that she readily agreed with Aunt Helen's decree that she was better at home. She took it very patiently, poor child! and came downstairs to see the others start off in the little pony8-trap, Bobby resplendent in a clean white sailor suit, and Peggy in a pale-blue sprigged muslin dress, which Aunt Helen had toiled9 hard to finish in time. To be sure, it was only made out of the last summer's frock which Lilian had outgrown10, but it looked as good as new, and the colour suited her.
'How nice you look!' said Lilian, gazing with admiration11 at the gray eyes and pretty brown curls under the little white hat, and thinking that Peggy grew more and more like the Romney portrait which hung on the drawing-room wall.
'Mind you behave yourselves!' said Aunt Helen. 'And don't forget to thank Mrs. Middleton when you say good-bye.'
'Bless 'em!' said Nancy. 'There won't be any other folk's children there that can beat 'em, to my mind!'
Father was waving a good-bye from the stackyard. Joe held the gate open with a grin of broadest appreciation12, and even old David peeped out of the stable door to witness the departure. So they started off in great style, and in the very highest of spirits. It was a perfect day for a party—warm enough to make it pleasant to be out of doors, yet not too hot for comfort, and a blue sky without a hint of rain clouds. Pixie[75] was fresh, and kept up a fine pace, scarcely slacking for the hills, so they soon got over the ground. They were within a mile of Warford, and were going along at a quick trot13, when, without any warning, a carriage and pair came suddenly dashing up behind from a side road, and passed them, giving such scant14 room that if Peggy had not been a clever little driver, and turned Pixie smartly into the hedge, an accident could scarcely have been avoided. Two little girls, the only occupants of the carriage, turned round to stare, but neither the grand cockaded coachman nor the tall footman on the box even looked back to see how the children had fared.
'How rude!' cried Peggy in great indignation. 'I should like to call them back, and teach them good manners. They nearly grazed our wheel. I don't think they were more than half an inch off!'
'I wish they had,' declared Bobby, 'and then they would have spoilt their own varnish15. It would just have served them right!'
'I wonder who they are?' said Peggy. 'I never remember seeing that carriage before; but they seem to think the road belongs to them, anyhow. If David had been with us I don't believe they would have done it; but most people are so nice when they see children driving alone. Never mind, we're nearly in Warford now.'
It was exactly three o'clock when the children drove up the drive at Redlands. A number of guests were already assembled on the lawn, both grown-ups and children, a very smart company indeed, holding up such gay parasols that they looked like a flock of bright butterflies.
[76]'How d'you do, Peggy? How d'you do, Bobby?' she said. 'Lilian not come? Oh, so sorry! You've not brought your groom17? George, just run into the house, will you, and ring for Withers18 to take this trap to the stables. Now, won't you come and speak to mother?'
Mrs. Middleton was standing19 chatting with a number of elegantly-dressed ladies, and for a moment she gazed at the children with blank unrecognition.
'Margaret Vaughan, Mother,' prompted Maud.
'Of course—of course!' said Mrs. Middleton. 'I hope you have brought your sisters, my dear. We were charmed with them at the dancing-class. And your brother? Oh yes; the sweet little boy who looks exactly like a Christmas-card!'
Inwardly hugely indignant at such a description of his manly20 charms, Bobby came forward politely to shake hands, and was marched off afterwards by good-natured George Middleton to make up a cricket eleven.
'Perhaps you will find somebody here you know, dear,' said Mrs. Middleton to Peggy, as Maud turned away to welcome new guests. 'There are several of your little friends from the dancing-class here this afternoon.'
Peggy walked slowly towards the group of children upon the lawn. There were a few girls whom she knew, but they only nodded, and did not come forward to speak to her. A sudden wave of shyness came over her, and she stood apart, feeling somehow very much out of it, and longing21 for the support of Lilian's presence.
There were two little girls in charming lace frocks and white Tuscan hats, with ostrich22 plumes23, standing close by, whom Peggy recognised at once as the occu[77]pants of the carriage which had nearly upset them on the road. The recognition seemed to be mutual24, for the elder child nudged the younger, and Peggy could see that they were looking her up and down, and evidently taking in all the details of her costume. The Vaughans had not been brought up to think much about clothes, but Peggy felt suddenly, with a little pang25, that the muslin frock, which they had all thought so pretty when she started off, looked hopelessly homemade and unfashionable compared with the elaborate toilets of most of the other guests.
Somehow Maud, too, seemed quite a different person this afternoon to what she had done before. She had put on a languid, affected26 manner, and sailed about, shaking back her long curls, and trying to be very grown-up and stylish27, and she did not take any more notice of Peggy, nor come up to introduce her to other people, and make her feel happy and at home. There were a great many elder people present, but they all stood laughing and talking together, and nobody seemed to think of amusing the children, except Mademoiselle, the French governess, who was endeavouring to make the young people talk to each other, instead of standing about shyly on the grass.
'Would you like a game of croquet, Margaret?' said Muriel, noticing at last that Peggy stood unfriended and alone. 'Some of the others are going to play. Do you know Phyllis and Marjorie Norton?' indicating the owners of the lace frocks. 'Perhaps you will excuse my coming; I have so many people to see to. Mademoiselle will act as umpire.'
Marjorie gave Peggy a limp hand, but Phyllis only stared. Mademoiselle was dealing28 out the mallets and arranging the sides with much energy, estimating the players with a keen eye to their possible capacities.
[78]Peggy knew it was unreasonable29 of her to feel so bitterly disappointed. It was all so different, somehow, to what she had expected. Accustomed to little quiet schoolgirl parties, she had not thought there would be such a large and fashionable assembly of guests, and had hoped that she would have her dear Maud to herself for a short time, at any rate, and be shown the doves, and the white pony, and the Indian cabinet, and the other treasures which her friend had so often described to her during the dancing-class. She tried to banish30 the rather chilled feeling.
'Of course, I can't expect Maud to attend only to me,' she thought. 'There are such heaps of people here to-day. I wish they would let me play with the boys. I should have liked it far better.'
But the croquet had already begun, so Peggy threw her whole energy into the game. She excelled in all outdoor sports, having a keen eye and a true stroke, and was soon absorbed in making her hoops31 and helping32 on her partners, two quiet little girls considerably33 younger than herself, who seemed never to have played before, to judge by their absolute lack of skill. Peggy was standing waiting for her turn, while the others clustered round a rather difficult stroke of Marjorie Norton's, when she saw Phyllis, whose ball had been left distinctly wired, hurriedly push it with her foot into a better position. Peggy had been accustomed from her babyhood to 'play fair,' so she opened her eyes wide to see such deliberate cheating. Phyllis, who had thought herself unobserved, happened at that moment to look up, and met Peggy's glance, which was certainly not a flattering one. She flushed scarlet34, and kicked the ball back to its former place.
[79]Peggy dropped her eyes and strolled away. It was a little incident, and she had not spoken a word, yet she had an unpleasant feeling that the mere36 fact of having noticed the act had made her an enemy.
'Ver' good!' Mademoiselle was saying. 'A splendide stroke! You shall take two hoops, and send ze black ball avay. Tiens! You have missed! It is zen ze turn of Mees Marguerite.'
Peggy's next piece of play was so brilliant that it decided37 the game, and, to the great delight of her little partners, they all pegged38 out, amid the cold applause of their opponents and the ecstatic admiration of Mademoiselle.
All the guests were now summoned to tea, which was set out on little tables under the trees, and showed a tempting39 display of cakes and strawberries and cream, while attentive40 servants bustled41 about with cups and plates. Much against her inclinations42, Peggy found herself sitting side by side with Phyllis Norton. Bobby was a long way off, among a jolly set of boys, whose shouts of laughter Peggy listened to with wistful ears, and her small partners had been borne away by an elder sister. Phyllis sat for some time stealing glances at Peggy from under her lashes43.
'I believe we passed you this afternoon, coming here,' she remarked at last. 'Weren't you driving that queer little pony-cart?'
'Yes; your coachman nearly ran over us. I don't think he's a very good driver,' replied Peggy.
'Oh, Wilkins always takes the middle of the road, and makes everyone else get out of the way,' said Phyllis calmly. 'Do you live at this side of Warford? I don't remember seeing you before.'
'We live at Gorswen Abbey,' answered Peggy.
'Oh, I know; that old farmhouse44 by the river.[80] We've often passed it on our way to Wyngates. Why, you're quite in the country! Do you go to school, or have you a governess?'
'I go to Warford High School. We drive in every day.'
'To the High School!' said Phyllis, with uplifted eyebrows45. 'Well, I suppose it's all right for farmer's daughters. Marjorie and I go to a London boarding school.'
Peggy was furious. If she could only have thought of a suitable retort, she would have said something stinging; but usually our smartest remarks occur to us when the occasion has long passed by, and perhaps it is all the better, for we are saved from bitter words, which, once spoken, are not easily forgotten by the hearers, however keenly we may regret them ourselves. As it was, she could only walk away with what dignity she could summon; for tea was over, the boys were rushing back to cricket, and the girls collecting in little groups to arrange tennis sets.
'Come and look round the garden, Peggy,' said Maud, at last taking some notice of her friend. 'We've scarcely seen anything of you all the afternoon!'
Peggy forebore to remark that it was not her fault, and, cheering up a little, she joined the select circle whom Maud was conducting through the greenhouses and conservatories46. The Middletons had a fine collection of orchids47 and rare plants, which were much admired by the young visitors, though simple Peggy could not help thinking they were not half so pretty as the roses and lilies in the old garden at home, and certainly the grand Scotch48 gardener was not nearly so nice as David or Joe, for he seemed quite to resent their presence and followed them about grimly, for[81] fear they should disturb anything, or pluck any of the fruit or flowers.
'We're going to London next week,' drawled Maud, in her most grown-up manner. 'We've taken a house in Mayfair. Mother always likes to go up for a while during the season. We've so many friends, don't you know. I expect we shall have a lovely time. We drive in the Park every day, and father has promised to take us to "Lohengrin." Have you seen it, Linda?'
Linda had not seen it, but she had been to other operas, and was only too pleased to air her knowledge, so the conversation turned upon plays and actors, and Peggy, who had never been inside a theatre in her life, could only stand and listen. She felt so shy and stupid, and so apart from the other girls, that she began to wish heartily49 that she had never come, and long for the hour when it would be time to go home, and even to wonder how she could ever have thought she liked Maud so much—'though she was quite different to this at the dancing-lessons,' she reflected.
A welcome diversion came outside, however, in the shape of a beautiful white Persian kitten, who submitted to pettings with gracious condescension50, arching her back and purring loudly.
'I'll fetch Carlo,' said Maud, who was genuinely fond of her pets, and liked to show them to an appreciative51 audience.
And she returned in a moment, leading a fine St. Bernard by the collar.
But Carlo's mistress had not calculated upon his love of sport, for no sooner did the naughty dog see the white kitten than he simply went for it, and puss only saved her life by springing up a yew-tree close by. The poor little creature was so terrified that she leaped from bough52 to bough, till suddenly losing her[82] foothold, she fell with a crash, and hung suspended by her neck in the fork of a branch.
'Oh, look at her! She'll be hanged! Whatever shall I do?' shrieked53 Maud, wringing54 her hands helplessly in an agony of alarm.
'Call the gardener, or somebody,' suggested Linda.
But an animal in trouble was a sight which flung Peggy's shyness to the winds, and she sprang like a knight-errant to the rescue. She was up the yew-tree in two leaps and a bound, and by crawling along an overhanging bough, clinging to a branch, and making a long arm, she managed to seize puss by the scruff of her neck, and release her from her dangerous position.
'Oh, thank you!' said Maud, as Peggy came down from the tree, with grazed hands and rumpled55 frock. 'You're really too good! Withers might have fetched her with a ladder. Look how you've torn your dress!'
'Never mind my dress. She'd have been dead if I'd waited another moment,' remarked Peggy dryly, feeling rather snubbed; for several of the girls were smiling, as if they thought she had been a little too enthusiastic.
'Well done!' cried a voice from the background, and a tall, brown-bearded man, who had been a silent spectator of the whole scene, came forward to join the group.
'Mr. Neville!' exclaimed Maud. 'Where did you spring from?'
'Only arrived ten minutes ago, just in time to witness a most gallant56 act. Please introduce me to the heroine, who, I think, is a true friend in need. What, Miss Peggy Vaughan? Any relation to the Vaughans of Gorswen Abbey? Then, my dear, I am very pleased to make your acquaintance, for I knew your father long ago, and your grandfather too.'
Peggy liked her new friend at once; his twinkling blue eyes, his bronzed face, his jovial57 voice, and rather unconventional dress, seemed to mark him as distinct and different to other people. His arrival seemed to alter the whole atmosphere. Maud's supercilious58 manner slipped away from her like magic, and she became once more the pleasant Maud of the dancing-class, and her friends, feeling the change, soon left off trying to be poor little imitations of grown-up people, and began at last to enjoy themselves; for true enjoyment59 does not consist in showing off, but in being our simple, natural selves, if people would only believe it.
'Now then, what are you all doing?' cried Mr. Neville. 'The boys playing cricket by themselves, and the girls mooning about, keeping their frocks nice? Scandalous! Come along, all of you, and we'll get up some mixed sports. I stopped in the town, and filled my pockets with prizes, when I heard you were having a party. I am sure a young lady who can climb a tree looks capable of doing a high jump!'
After that the rest of the afternoon simply flew. Mr. Neville was a capital organizer, and had such a delightful60 way with children that they all made friends with him in five minutes. He impounded the grown-ups in the sports, and his jolly, hearty61 good spirits seemed so infectious that almost before they realized what they were doing, elegant ladies were holding up skipping-ropes, and smart young gentlemen flung off their coats, and forgot their high collars in the enthusiasm of the contests. Even Phyllis Norton was shrieking62 in a potato-race, and only laughed when she fell and soiled her immaculate lace frock.
[84]As for Peggy, she was quite in her element. Long jumps, high jumps, handicaps, sack-races, three-legged races—she was ready to compete in all, and, to her delight, won several prizes, while Bobby, too, gained his share of laurels63.
The unfashionable muslin dress, with its long rent, was forgotten, and several people asked who that charming little girl was, with the sweet gray eyes and the pretty hair, who could run so splendidly.
'Vaughan? I remember a Vaughan up at Brazenose in my first year at Oxford64. A fine-looking fellow he was, too!' said a heavily-moustached officer, regarding Peggy with a critical eye.
'Her father, no doubt. They're a very old family—quite one of the county, in fact,' said Mrs. Middleton, gushing65 over her small guest, now she found she was a success.
Maud hugged Peggy when she said good-bye in quite her old affectionate manner, and Muriel remembered to send her love to Lilian, and say she was sorry for her absence, a fact she had scarcely seemed to notice before.
As for Mr. Neville, Peggy confided66 to Aunt Helen, when she got home, that she liked him the best of any gentleman she had ever seen, next to Father.
'He's been out in India for ten years, Auntie—that's where he knew the Middletons—but he says he lived in England once, and used to come to Gorswen when grandfather was alive. Do you remember him?'
'I think I do,' replied Aunt Helen shortly, with a flush on the cheek that was still so smooth and pretty.
'Then don't you think,' persisted Peggy, 'that he is quite the nicest man you've ever met?'
'Go to bed, children,' said Aunt Helen. 'Here's Bobby so sleepy he can scarcely keep his eyes open. You shall tell me all about the party to-morrow.'
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