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A melodrama acted in the back garden, underneath Lavender's window, opened out prospects of amusement for the actors as well as the audience, and a rainy afternoon was passed in the merriest fashion discussing the plot, characters, and costume. Darsie sat on the hearthrug, and prodded the fire vigorously to mark each point scored. Vie wrote from dictation at the centre table.
Rather a barn at present, but it'll look all right when you've fixed it up. Always takes a few days to settle down, but one lives in one's room so much that it's worth taking pains. You can get no end into the coffin, that's one blessing!" "Coffin!" Hannah and Darsie jerked at the ominous word, whereupon Miss Ross smiled with complacent superiority. "Ah! of course, you don't know that name.
'Let me know, said Darsie, 'what our present situation is; and rely upon my utmost exertions both in your defence and my own. For what reason can my uncle desire to detain me a prisoner?
Not even, and at the thought the three Garnetts sighed in concert, not even Aunt Maria! Only four days before Aunt Maria arrived to make her great decision! The Garnetts were living in what Darsie graphically described as "the hush before the storm," adored, condoned, and indulged by parents who saw before them the pangs of separation, and by brothers shrewdly expectant of parting spoils.
From the other side of the room Ralph was looking on with cynical eyes; it was imperative that the silence should be broken at once. "Dan, please say something! I wanted Ralph to go, so I asked for you. Do please find something to say." Dan smiled broadly. Each time that she saw him smile Darsie wondered afresh how she could ever have thought him plain.
Every new grimace necessitated a pause for inspection, so that the distance between Darsie and her companions increased more and more, until on turning the next corner of the winding road she was surprised to find no one in sight surprised and a trifle startled, for the early dusk was already casting its shadow over the landscape, and the solitude of a country road has in it something eerie to a lifelong dweller in towns.
Darsie shut her eyes and purred like a sleek, lazy little cat. "De-lic-ious! Lovely! You do brush well! I could sit here for hours." "You won't get a chance. Ten minutes at most, and then off you go, and not a peep at another book till to-morrow morning." "Marian really I must! Just for ten minutes, to revive my memory."
You are kind!" The sisters bridled and tossed their heads, by no means appeased by such prognostications of their future charms. "Certainly if she took you, she might teach you to be modest!" "Oh, dear, oh, dear, I don't want any of you to go!" Vie, the peacemaker, rushed to the rescue. She was just sixteen, younger than Clemence, older than Darsie, attached almost equally to the two.
"But it's the best I've got, except the party one, and I can't wear that for one old lady," said Darsie to herself as she followed meekly behind the moire antique train, and seated herself at the end of the dining-table.
Ralph paused a moment, then, "I say!" he cried anxiously, "is this going to get you into trouble with the aunt? Need you say anything about it, do you think? I'll swear to secrecy, if you say the word, and not a soul need know." Darsie debated the point thoughtfully while the two walked side by side along the gravelled paths, and finally arrived at a conclusion. "I think, on the whole, I'll tell!
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