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It appeared imperative that he should see her in white muslin, and she resolved that if it cost Docia her life she would have the flounces of her dress smoothed before evening. She, who was by nature almost morbidly sensitive to suffering, became, in the hands of this new and implacable power, as ruthless as Fate. "Now I'm ready, Jinny dear. Are you tired waiting?" asked Mrs.
He glanced at the girl in a way that made her vaguely uneasy. She turned from him, back toward the summer house. Eliphalet's eyes smouldered as they rested upon her figure. He took a step forward. "Miss Jinny?" he said. "Yes?" "I've heard considerable about the beauties of this place. Would you mind showing me 'round a bit?" Virginia started. It was his tone now.
The Captain could not repress a note of warning. "Jinny," said he, "I have an idea that you'll find the President a good deal of a man. Now if you're allowed to see him, don't get him mad, Jinny, whatever you do." Virginia stared straight ahead. "If he is something of a man, Lige, he will not lose his temper with a woman." Captain Lige subsided.
"He has not behaved according to my idea of a gentleman, the few times that I have been unfortunate enough to encounter him," Virginia retorted. "You are the only one who says so, then." Here the feminine got the better of Anne's prudence, and she added. "I saw you waltz with him once, Jinny Carvel, and I am sure you never enjoyed a dance as much in your life." Virginia blushed purple.
"Elinor didn't wait for us," she began gayly, "and I'm not " She broke off with her mouth and eyes opened to their widest, for there in the chair by the cozy grate sat Mrs. Shelly, while Miss Jinny stood chuckling her husky chuckle and rubbing her elbows nervously with both hands. "They've come to stay!" shouted Judith in wild excitement. "They're going to be here the whole month!
And as he had talked he found himself noticing things that he had never noticed before about girls, the wave of bright hair against a flushed cheek, the dimples in a rounded arm, the slim grace of crossed ankles and silver-slippered feet. "And you live all alone in that big house?" Jinny was murmuring. "Not exactly alone." McLean smiled.
"What's it all about, Jinny? What's that about my canoeing a man down to Bindon?" "Eat, uncle," she said, more softly than she had yet spoken, for his words about her care of him had brought a moisture to her eyes. "I'll be back in a minute and tell you all about it." "Well, it's about took away my appetite," he said. "I feel a kind of sinking."
"I'm afraid Jinny will be too tired to enjoy her supper. Harry is in such a gale of spirits I can hear him talking." "You might as well, my dear," rejoined the rector mildly, as he stooped over to replace one of the baby's bottles in the basket from which it had slipped. "Don't you think we might get some of these things out of the way?" he added.
"Does she sleep?" he asked. His eyes had flown to the child; only in the second place did they rest on his wife. At the sight of her free and easy bearing his face changed, and he said stiffly: "I think, Jane, a little less exposure of your person, my dear...." Flushing to her hair-roots, Jinny began as hastily as she dared to re-arrange her dress. Mary broke a lance on her behalf.
"There's the Eaton place across the street," said Jess briskly. "I see there is a light, Miss Steele." "That is mother's room on the first floor right off the piazza. You know, we could not begin to use all the house," the girl added frankly. "There are only mother and I and Aunt Jinny." "Oh! Your aunt?" asked Jess. "She is mother's old nurse.
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