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Comegys could do to keep from retiring instantly, and without a word, from the house. But she compelled herself to go through with what she had begun. Mrs. Markle did, indeed, offer her hand; or rather the tips of her fingers; which Mrs. Comegys, in mere reciprocation of the formality, accepted. Then came an embarrassing pause, after which the latter said
Comegys with due industry, she was all the while on the most friendly terms with her, visiting at her house and being visited. It was only a few days, before that she had taken tea and spent an evening with her. Not that Mrs.
There were fifteen yards instead of twelve. 'How is this? she remarked. 'I am sure I paid for only twelve yards, and here are fifteen. The yard-stick was applied again. There was no mistake; the lawn measured fifteen yards. 'What are you going to do with the surplus? I asked. 'Keep it, of course, said Mrs. Comegys. 'There is just enough to make little Julia a frock.
This seems to me pretty conclusive evidence. At least it was so to my mind, and I acted accordingly." Mrs. Comegys sat for the full space of a minute with her eyes upon the floor, without speaking. When she looked up, the flush that had covered her face had gone. It was very pale, instead. Rising from her chair, she bowed formally, and without saying a word, withdrew. "Ah me!
Three, it had first been alleged; but the most common version of the story made it fifteen or twenty. Meantime, Mrs. Comegys remained in entire ignorance of what was alleged against her, although she noticed in two or three of her acquaintances, a trifling coldness that struck her as rather singular. One day her husband, seeing that she looked quite sober, said "You seem quite dull to-day, dear.
"Send it back, of course." "Of course, so say I. To act differently would not be honest. Do you think so?" "It would not be honest for me." "No, nor for any one. Now, would you have believed it? Mrs. Comegys not only thinks but acts differently." "You must be mistaken, certainly, Mrs. Grimes." "Seeing is believing, Mrs. Florence." "So it is said, but I could hardly believe my eyes against Mrs.
Comegys instantly became like crimson; and she turned her head away to hide the confusion into which this unexpected allegation had thrown her. As soon as she could command her voice, she said "You will, of course, give me the author of this charge." "You are entitled to know, I suppose," replied Mrs. Markle. "The person who originated this report is Mrs. Grimes.
"And you, Mrs. Florence?" "Fifteen yards, I think." "Oh, no, Mrs. Florence; you are entirely mistaken. You misunderstood me," said Mrs. Grimes, in extreme perturbation. "Perhaps so. But that is my present impression," replied Mrs. Florence. "That will do," said Mrs. Comegys. "Mrs. Grimes can now go on with her answer to my inquiry. I will remark, however, that the overplus was just two yards."
"It is, indeed!" "Mrs. Comegys is not an honest woman. That is clear. I am told that this is not the first trick of the kind of which she has been guilty. They say that she has a natural propensity to take things that are not her own." "I can hardly believe that." "Nor can I. But it's no harder to believe this than to believe that she would cheat Perkins out of fifteen of twenty yards of lawn.
Two or three little things occur to me now, that I have seen in my intercourse with her, which go to satisfy my mind that her moral perceptions are not the best in the world. Mrs. Comegys is a pleasant friend, and much esteemed by every one. It could do no good to spread this matter abroad, but harm." After repeating over and over again her injunction to Mrs.
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