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It was fun to bail at first, but I'm getting a little tired of it now, and I love to be on the pond oh, almost as much as on Star!" Mr. Evringham's eyes shone with an unusually pleased expression. "Is it possible!" he returned. "It's a water-baby we have here, a regular water-baby!"
There was Eloise Evringham, without hope or God in the world. She gave her both, that little Jewel did. Then, most of all, she crept into Mr. Evringham's empty heart and filled it full, and made his whole life, as you might say, blossom again.
All the girl's face had lacked of vivacity and happy expression it wore now, making her radiant. "You could never guess the news I have for you, mother." Mrs. Evringham's lips tightened.
Even aunt Madge kissed me when she went away and said 'Good-by, you queer little thing!" "What did she mean?" asked Mrs. Evringham. "I don't know. I didn't tell grandpa, because I thought he might not like people calling me queer, but I asked Zeke." "He's Mr. Evringham's coachman, isn't he?" "Yes, and he's the nicest man, but he only told me that aunt Madge had wheels.
This lady had expected to endure annoyance with this child on her grandfather's account; but for unkind fate to cause Jewel to be a hindrance and a marplot in the case of Dr. Ballard was adding insult to injury. The child, suddenly catching the expression of Mrs. Evringham's eyes as they rested upon her, was startled, and ceased talking. "Aunt Madge does love me," she declared mentally.
Watching the dancing waves and constantly calling Anna Belle's attention to some point of interest on the water front or a passing craft, she nevertheless pursued a train of thought concerning her important relative, with the result that when the gong sounded for landing, and Mr. Evringham's impassive countenance reappeared, she met him with concern.
The housekeeper's cheeks were flushed with the strength of her repugnance, and her bias relieved Mr. Evringham's indecision. "I agree with you," he returned, rising. "Tell 'Zekiel to saddle the Maid. After dinner I will let him take a telegram to the office." He returned to the house without further words, and Mrs. Forbes called to her son in a voice that had a wrathful quaver.
I neither misunderstand nor forget, when it would be most convenient to do so." Mrs. Evringham's fair brow contracted as she regarded her daughter with exasperation. "And you are only nineteen! One would think it was you instead of me to whom the next birthday would bring that detested forty."
"I fell asleep, didn't I?" she said, and rubbed her eyes; then noting the sheet of paper in Mr. Evringham's hand, memory returned to her. She sat up with a start. "Oh, grandpa, you haven't read my letter!" she exclaimed, with an accent of dismay which brought the blood to the broker's face. He felt a culprit before the shocked blue eyes. "To to see if it was spelled right, you know," he said.
He'll take you home to his mother, Mrs. Forbes. She is my housekeeper. Now, do you think you'll understand?" "It sounds very easy," returned Jewel. Mr. Evringham's long legs and her short skipping ones lost no time in boarding the train, which they found made up. The relieved man saw the conductor, paid the child's fare, and settled her on the plush seat.
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