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She was about to cry when Robert raised her in his arms and carried her down the road, hushing her against him, while Graham again ordered himself his grandmother's squire. And so they went down the road together, all somewhat quiet, even Peter's exuberant spirits moderated, till they reached Drusilla's home.
"Offence," she hastened to say. "Oh, so it is here. I must tell you quite plainly that if the money hadn't come papa would have had to go to " "But the money did come?" She made a point of finishing her sentence. "If the money hadn't come papa would have had to go to prison. Yes, the money did come. A friend of of papa's and Drusilla's advanced it.
It at last began to be whispered about that there never had been any gold-horned cow, but that the whole had been a clever trick of Drusilla's, that she might become a Princess. An envious schoolmate, who had been very desirous of becoming Princess and marrying the Prince of Egypt herself, started the report; and it soon spread over the whole Kingdom.
Drusilla watched them for a moment and then went to the door, where Daphne was waiting. The girl took Drusilla's hand excitedly. "It worked, didn't it, Miss Doane; it worked!" They waited in Drusilla's room for quite a while before two shamefaced but happy looking people appeared, hand in hand. Mr. Thornton went up to Drusilla and took her hand in both his own.
She took Drusilla to one of the exclusive shops on Fifth Avenue. If Daphne had not been known, slight courtesy would have been shown the shabbily dressed old woman, but a few words from Daphne and the salesladies were all smiles and bows, eager to show their best. At first they showed her black dresses; but at Drusilla's little look of distress, quick Daphne saw there was something wrong.
Drusilla had moved a little and the child hopping up on the foot-rest had put her small arms on Drusilla's knee, dropped her head and gone to sleep. Suzanna carefully covered her with part of the velvet rug. So they started away again and came at last to a little lonely church set back from the road. It was a quaint little edifice, made of irregular purplish stone.
"I am John Gleason," he said; "the brother of James Gleason, who owns the Spring Valley Stock Farm, just out of Adams." Drusilla thought for a moment. "I don't seem to recall the name, but perhaps you moved there sence I went away." "I been there about thirty years. Of course you know William Fisher, the editor of the county paper? He is a friend of mine." Drusilla's face brightened.
What a dream it had been, and she had waked to this! She rose. "If Dr. McKenzie doesn't take me back he may be sorry. Will you write to him?" "I shall see him Saturday in Paris. I have promised to dine with him. Captain Hewes is coming, too, if he can." Hilda, going away in the rain, dwelt moodily on Drusilla's opportunities. If only she, too, might dine in Paris with men like Dr.
The color flowed like a wave up over Drusilla's face. With a quick little breath, she leaned forward and kissed the new wife. She experienced a sudden glow. It was as though Life for the moment, forgetful that she was old and laid aside, had called her forward to fill a need no other was near to fill.
No better and no worse. There is no disgrace in liking to be clean. The disgrace comes when one kicks against a thing that can't be helped." In the Doctor's car, therefore, they arrived at Drusilla's. "We have come to tell you that we are going to be married." "You Babes in the Wood!" "Will you come to the wedding? "Of course I'll come. Marion, do you hear? They are going to be married."
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