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Mrs. Forbes, Mr. Evringham's housekeeper, answered the telephone one afternoon. She was just starting to climb to the second story and did not wish to be hindered, so her "hello" had a somewhat impatient brevity. "Mrs. Forbes?" "Oh," with a total change of voice and face, "is that you, Mr. Evringham?" "Please send Jewel to the 'phone." "Yes, sir."
Evringham's apprehensions proved to have foundation. Halfway to the barn Jewel stepped in a bit of sticky mud and left one rubber. Her companion did not stop to let her get it, but picking her up under his well arm, strode on to the barn, where they appeared to the astonished Zeke. Jewel was laughing in high glee. She was used to being caught up in a strong arm and run with. Mr.
Harry's business, were prepared to serve her grudgingly, and regard her visit as being merely on sufferance despite Mrs. Forbes's more optimistic view. But the spirit that looked out of Mrs. Evringham's dark eyes and dwelt in the curves of her lips came and saw and conquered.
You don't expect me to do anything like that right off the bat!" "Certainly, I do," she replied, laughing. "Oh, see here, I have an engagement. We're one, you know, and when it comes to authorship, you're the one." "Hush," returned Julia, "you're disturbing father's muse." But Mr. Evringham's ideas, whatever they were, seemed to be at hand.
Kiss your grandma, dearie," which the proud and happy Anna Belle did with a fervor that threatened to damage Mrs. Evringham's front teeth. "I brought you something else, Jewel," said the mother, with her arms around the child.
The child was not merely a pet with him. She was an individual, a character whose development he respected. "God keep her good!" prayed the mother. It was a charming place to continue the story, there in the large chintz chair by Mrs. Evringham's window. The raindrops pattered against the clear glass, the lawn grew greener, and the great trees beyond the gateway held their leaves up to the bath.
"You find it so?" he asked. The clearer the proposition became to Mrs. Evringham's consciousness the more she resented it. To have the child in the house not only would menace her ease and comfort, but meant a possibility that the grandfather might take an interest in Harry's daughter which would disturb Eloise's chances. "Of course it does.
"What you hoping about him?" asked 'Zekiel, laying down the harness and proceeding to lead the gray horse up the incline into the barn. "Shouldn't wonder a mite if he was our deliverer," went on Mrs. Forbes. "I saw it in Mrs. Evringham's eye that he suited her, the first night that she met him here at dinner.
"Are congratulations in order, Eloise?" he asked quietly. "Yes, congratulations." Her eyes grew full of light. "For I have come to see the truth. That child has shown me." The young man's lips remained apart for a second in his surprise at this declaration, after Mrs. Evringham's detailed representations. "Then I may tell you how my mother was healed," he said at last. "Oh, was it really so?"
Evringham's eyes were caught by a mass of American Beauties which stood in an alcove close to the window. "Where did those come from?" he demanded. "They belong to Miss Eloise," replied Mrs. Forbes. "She asked me to take care of them for her." "Humph! Ballard again, I suppose," remarked the broker. "I hope so," responded Mrs. Forbes devoutly. Mr.
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