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"It makes me so glad and happy, it hurts," she said, her hand upon her breast. "I knew you'd love it!" exulted Polly, dropping lightly between the two and laying a hand upon each. "Let's come out here every week!" Nobody objected. Mrs. Albright wagged an approving smile, Mrs. Adlerfeld continued her dreamy gaze into the brook, the invalid was too drowsy to speak. "Go to sleep, all of you!"
The man said nothing, only helped Mrs. Adlerfeld to a place beside him. The cooling, sunlit air was delightful. It was long since Miss Sterling had been in an automobile, and the car rode as easy as a rocking-chair. She drew deep breaths, and half forgot that her ankle was still throbbing from its recent effort.
I could see she was wonderfully pleased that Doodles should propose it. I'm glad he did, for I guess she doesn't have very much to make her happy. "Oh, I forgot! What do you think Mrs. Adlerfeld calls it? I happened to say we thought it was so nice it came when the moon was full, and she said, 'Thank you, I shall be so glad and happy to go!
I've gone too far, haven't I? You sit down somewhere and rest, and I'll stay with you. The others can go on, if they like." "Guess I'll wait, too." Miss Sterling dropped wearily to the grass. Mrs. Adlerfeld, Miss Lily, Mrs. Albright, and Miss Castlevaine lined themselves beside her. "I don't know what possessed me to come on such a long walk!" fretted Miss Castlevaine.
"She knows him, too, and so does Mrs. Adlerfeld." "Oh!" repeated Miss Castlevaine. "I see him riding with that Miss Puddicombe a good deal lately. Guess she's trying to catch him." "They are coming now for certain!" exclaimed Mrs. Albright. Away in the distance the returning party could be discerned. Soon there was a waving of eager hands. The forward ones started on a race.
It is a good while since I had one." His face grew instantly grave. "You have to catch June holidays quick," smiled Mrs. Adlerfeld wistfully. "They don't stay!" "No, they don't stay," Mr. Randolph agreed gravely. "But," he brightened, "you of June Holiday Home have them all the year round." He looked from one face to another. Mrs.
Adlerfeld gave them a surprise. Of course, Miss Churchill and the matron knew all about it, and Mrs. Albright and Miss Nita and I; but the majority did not dream of such a thing. At eight o'clock Mrs. Adlerfeld, who had slipped away to put on her traveling dress, walked in on the arm of Mr. Von Dalin, and there was a minister, and they were married!
Can't you come over pretty soon and see him? Though I don't know as you'd better. That might give it away to have two come! Mother wants you to tell Mrs. Adlerfeld that she would like to have her spend the day with us. Make her come just as quick as she can. You can tell her that it is Mr. Victor von Dalin that is there isn't that a sweet name? Oh, I do hope she will come!
He'll have a fit if she doesn't! Wasn't Miss Sniffen horrible the other day? When we were having such a good time! I must go no, I guess I'll wait till you've been up and found out. Then I can tell him." Polly waited and waited, wondering, after five minutes, why Miss Sterling did not come back. "Dear me!" she thought anxiously, "I hope Mrs. Adlerfeld hasn't fainted or anything!"
When, finally, they stepped into the dim, cool wood, melodious with the gurgle and splash of hurrying water and the lilting of unseen birds, nobody remembered the hot, weary way she had come. Miss Sterling, stretched upon a bed of vines and moss, announced that she was in "heaven." Little Mrs. Adlerfeld looked across in answering sympathy.
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