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At the concert he, who was ugly, and short, and poor, and of no account in the world, had had the best of the elegant young man with his fortune and the name which was one to conjure with in Brockenham. He had wrested Deleah from him, and pushed him on one side. He did not propose to smile amiably at him across the tea-table after that.
But when the mare was pulled up beside her, her hoofs clattering on the cobble-stones of the street, Miss Day, in spite of herself, must stop. "How do, Deleah?" Kitty Miller had again the privilege of seeing how beautifully the hat came off, exposing for quite an appreciable time the young man's fair, smooth head.
Emily facetiously inquired, waving the round of toast gracefully before the bars. "The love-letter of a young chap who should never trust himself to write one," Deleah told her, calmly. "His love-letter was abominable, Emily." She had a love-letter of another sort that morning.
It was a relief that at that moment Bessie descended, her hair in order, a look of pleasant excitement on her plump face. No one need half-heartedly try to carry on a conversation with Reggie when once Bessie was present to monopolise him. And then Deleah and Franky, their cheeks rosy from exercise, appeared.
There was astonished disapproval in eyes and voice. "Wasn't it sweet of Someone?" Deleah went on, bent on expressing her gratitude to the shy donor. "It was the same Someone, I suppose, who sent the lilies-of-the-valley, yesterday, and my darling canary; look! It is Someone to whom we can never be grateful enough!"
She loved to discuss such topics with her devoted admirer, Emily, and liked to be accused of breaking hearts. "We shall be late for supper again," Mrs. Day, busy with daybook and ledger in the shop, would say to the young daughter beside her. "Never mind, mama. Perhaps it is charity not to hurry," Deleah on one occasion responded. "Oh, nonsense, dear!" said Mrs.
Reggie has promised to go on with them to Rome." "Now she'll catch him!" prophesied the lady. "Good gracious! Supposing things were as you thought and Deleah had waited to welcome him home! What a quandary we should have been in then, Francis!" Deleah Grows Up It was Thursday afternoon: the day on which the shops of Brockenham closed at two.
Miss Chaplin with head in air demanded. And Deleah looking at the note in its envelope, said she did not know. "Open it, and see," Miss Chaplin naturally recommended. When Deleah hesitated to comply, the schoolmistress held out her hand, but Deleah, choosing to disregard that gesture, put the letter in her pocket. The elder lady threw her thin lips into a tight line across her narrow face.
Deleah resented that attitude. "Surely you don't think I want to be out of it, mama! Do you think I want to live in luxury while you and Bessie haven't a home?" And at that moment Bessie appeared, coming in from the kitchen and confidential confabulation with Emily. Her face was flushed, and her eyes glittered with an excitement too evidently not pleasurable. "Well!
But in her heart she heartily agreed with Emily that hers was indeed a charming family. In the evening Bessie would go off to church again, escorted by Emily, but Deleah would stay with her mother.
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