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I shall never see my mother again, and it seems as if all the lambs and primroses in the world was dead. Oh, they're dead they're dead and I wish I was, too!" Glad's eyes winked rapidly and she gave a hoarse little cough to clear her throat. Her arms still clasping her knees, she hitched herself closer to the girl and gave her a nudge with her elbow.
Glad's small and sharp countenance became curious. "'Speak, Lord, thy servant 'eareth," she quoted tentatively. "No," answered Dart; "it was not like that. I had never thought of such things. I believed nothing. I was going out to buy a pistol and when I returned intended to blow my brains out." "Why?" asked Glad, with passionately intent eyes; "why?"
"And now, Miss Mops, I have a bit of news for you. The Fulton house is rented to some people from New York." "Is it?" said Marjorie, indifferently. "And in the family is a girl twelve years of age." "And you think she'll take Glad's place!" cried Midge, indignantly. "Well, I can just tell you she won't! A girl from New York! She'll be stuck-up, and superior, and look down on us Rockwell girls!"
She's devoted to Jane Allen, though, so that settles her with me." "Is Dorothy Martin at your table?" asked Maizie. "Yes. I don't like her." "She's a prig," shrugged Maizie. "Edith Hammond used to sit there. Do you know her?" queried Marian of Elsie. "She's not here any more. She's going to be married. I heard this Dorothy talking about her yesterday to Miss Dupree." "Glad's she's gone.
"We like boys' fun as well as girls' fun; so you choose ahead, King." "All right, then. If you girls agree, I'd like to build a snow fort. This is a jolly deep snow, the best we've had this winter, and likely the last we'll have. Father's a jim dandy at snow games, and we could have an out-of-door frolic in the morning, and then Glad's party in the house in the afternoon." "Goody!
"No one could be more welcome," he assured her, and the honest pleasure in his eyes convinced her that he did not speak for mere politeness' sake. And now Miss Alathea, recovering from the shock of all that had preceded the girl's unexpected appearance, went to her cordially. "We are more than glad, my child," she told her. "Glad's no name for it," the gallant Colonel said, advancing in his turn.
As if even his gloom carried with it treasure as yet undisplayed. As she knew nothing of the ten sovereigns, he wondered what, in God's name, she saw. The poverty of the little square room had an odd cheer in it. Much scrubbing had removed from it the objections manifest in Glad's room above.
"Bless yer, wot's in my room's in yours; Lor', yes." Glad's eyes stared into hers, they became mysteriously, almost awesomely, astonishing also. "Is it?" she breathed in a hushed voice. "Yes, Lor', yes! When yer get up in the mornin' you just stand still an' ARST it. 'Speak, Lord, ses you; 'speak, Lord " "Thy servant 'eareth," ended Glad's hushed speech. "Blimme, but I 'm goin' to try it!"
Kitty grew exasperated at this foolishness, as it seemed to her, and said: "Well, then don't put her in Glad's place. Keep her old place empty. But take Delight as a sort of, what do you call it? Substitute friend, and let her come over here to play, same as Dorothy comes to play with me." "I'd like to do that," said Midge. "I'm awfully glad to have Delight with me, and I know she likes me."
"What's this fuss about Gladys and Delight?" asked Mr. Maynard, as they all sat chatting Tuesday evening. "Oh, Father, it's so silly!" said Marjorie; "I don't know what to make of Delight. It isn't a bit Glad's fault. She was as sweet as pie; but Delight was as sour as buttermilk." "She's jealous, I suppose." "Yes, I suppose that's it. But, you see, Father, she's a different girl from us."
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