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Suddenly all her first woe returned upon her recollection. She turned innocent, accusing eyes upon her father's loving face, then her mother's and aunt's. "You said you said you " she stammered out, but then her father and mother were both down upon their knees before her in her chair embracing her, and Eva, too, seized her little hands.
That is harder to bear, child, than the invectives with which a wicked woman slanders us. Often I do not know myself where I get the strength to keep up my courage." She turned away as she spoke to wipe the tears from her eyes without being seen; but Eva perceived it, and rose to clasp her in her arms and whisper words of cheer.
"Very good, very good," said the physician, interrupting her; "I too will be of the establishment; I will give instruction in botany to the whole swarm of girls, and between us we will drive them out into the woods and into the fields, that we may see them learn all that is beautiful in the world. But now, Eva, you must not talk any more but you must empty this glass."
There was no fear of the others returning before midnight; the chances were that they would be very much later; and now it was barely eleven, and Eva had promised not to stay out above half-an-hour. When it was up Jose would come and call her.
Features formed in the blur under the rower's hat; his individuality sprung suddenly from a shape which a moment ago might have been any man's. "Oh, Adam, it will be Louis Satanette from Toronto," exclaimed Eva. "And what's a Toronto man doing away up on Lake Magog?" "What will a Glasgow man be doing away off here on Lake Magog?"
Eva, on the contrary, was completely absorbed by her own anguish and the memory of her to whom it was due. The others appeared to have no existence for her. Whilst the large tears rolled slowly down her cheeks, she sometimes gazed tenderly at the face of the beloved dead; sometimes, with fervent entreaty, at the image of the Virgin.
Meanwhile the butler telephoned frantically for the police. It was at this height of excitement that Paul Balcom entered. A moment's talk with Zita, and he, too, joined the group. Sympathetically he spoke to Eva, but Eva scarcely responded in the fashion of a girl to the man whom she was going to marry. Her attention was riveted on Locke, who was kneeling before the door.
When she had been told what motives induced Eva not to confide herself just now to the protection of the convent, Frau Christine struck her broad hips, exclaiming, "There's something in blood! The young creature acts as if her old aunt had thought for her."
When Kate and Eva teased him about it, he would say: "Why, anybody could come from New York an Englishman or a German or a Frenchman without being born there, don't you see? but I'm a real out-and-out American, born there, and a citizen and everything, and I just want all these foreigners to know it, 'cause I think America's the greatest country in the world."
"Well, at any rate," said Marie, as she reclined herself on a lounge, "I'm thankful I'm born where slavery exists; and I believe it's right, indeed, I feel it must be; and, at any rate, I'm sure I couldn't get along without it." "I say, what do you think, Pussy?" said her father to Eva, who came in at this moment, with a flower in her hand. "What about, papa?"
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