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Evringham in a suddenly serious and impressive tone, "I wish to know if you reached home in time for lunch." Jewel felt somewhat startled under the daze of his piercing eyes, but her conscience was clear. "Yes, I was here in plenty of time. I wanted to surely not be late, so I was here too soon." "That's what I was afraid of," returned Mr. Evringham gravely.
That, then, is why she was so excited at the thought of having a doctor. Tomfoolery!" "Yes, that was it. We've had some argument." The young doctor smiled. "She doesn't consider me hopeless, however. She told me that she had mentioned to the Lord that she was sure I didn't know it was wrong to believe in materia medica." No one for years had heard Mr. Evringham laugh as he laughed at this.
I'm asking it very seriously." "Certainly not!" hotly. "There are armies of music teachers now, and you would not have a chance." "I think I could dress hair well," remarked Eloise, glancing at the reflection in a mirror of her own graceful coiffure. "I dare say!" responded Mrs. Evringham with sarcastic heat, "or I'm sure you could get a position as a waitress.
The wind sends one tremendous wave after another to help them, and as a great roller breaks and recedes, all the little crested waves scrabble with might and main, pulling at the softened sand, until, after hours of this labor, the cut is made completely through from sea to pond." Mr. Evringham looked down and met the unwinking gaze fixed upon him.
"This is your wife?" he asked, again offering the passive hand. "Yes, father, this is Julia," responded Harry proudly. "I'm sorry the time is so short. I do want you to know her." The young man's face grew eloquent. "That is a pleasure to come," responded Mr. Evringham mechanically. He turned stiffly and cast a glance about. "You brought your daughter, I presume?" "Yes, indeed," answered Mrs.
Evringham smiled through her moist eyes. "Well, Jewel was sleepy. She forgot to undress Anna Belle," she said. Letting her hair fall about her like a veil, she caught up the doll and pressed it to her heart impulsively. "You are going to stay with her, Anna Belle! I envy you, I envy you!" she whispered. An irrepressible tear fell on the sumptuous trimming of the little hat.
Evringham had begun to suspect they were fixtures, I'd felt it from the first, Mrs. Evringham said, 'Why father, does Mrs. Forbes always wait on your table? I had supposed she was temporarily taking the place of your butler or your waitress." The housekeeper's effort to imitate the airy manner she remembered caused her son to chuckle as he gathered up the shining harness.
"Dear Anna Belle!" exclaimed the little girl wistfully. "What a good time she would have had if I could have brought her! But you see I needed both my hands to help carry bags; and she understood about it and sent her love. She'll be sitting up waiting for you." Mrs. Evringham cast a look toward Harry and his father. "I'm not sure" she began, "I hardly think we shall go to Bel-Air to-night.
Again Jewel and her grandfather stood on the wharf where the great boats, ploughing their way through the mighty seas, come finally, each into its own place, as meekly as the horse seeks his stable. The last time they stood here they were strangers watching the departure of those whom now they waited, hand in hand, to greet. "Jewel, you made me eat too much dinner," remarked Mr. Evringham.
"Grandpa, grandpa!" she said, sighing ecstatically, "you're such a joker!" Mrs. Evringham tried heroically to look impassive when her daughter returned from the ride.
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