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"And he's right," returned Virginia loyally, while she got out her work-bag and began sorting the array of stockings that needed darning. "Do you know, mother, Oliver seems to think that I might go to New York with him." "And leave the children, Jinny?" "Of course I've told him that I can't, but he's asked me two or three times to let you look after them for a day or two."
"I'm sorry, Jinny, indeed I am," said the giant, repentant, and holding her hand in his. "Where have you been?" demanded Virginia, a little mollified. "What makes you so late?" "I've been to a Lincoln meeting," said honest Tom; "where I heard a very fine speech from a friend of yours." Virginia tossed her head.
Sitting there in the evenings, Adam was the talker: such a fund of anecdote he had! Jinny never could hear the same story too often. To-night there was a bit of a sigh in them: his heart was tender: about the Christmases at home, when he and Nelly were little chubs together, and hung up their stockings regularly every Christmas eve. "Twins, Nelly an' me was, oldest of all.
Then one afternoon, on his getting home, she came into the surgery looking very perturbed, and could hardly find words to break a certain piece of news to him. It appeared that not an hour previously, Jinny, flushed and tearful, had lain on her neck, confessing her feelings for John and hinting at the belief that they were returned.
I got up a good breeze going, for I was a bit wrought up, you know not a soul in Cairo had seen Jack since that day." "And he was out at his camp," said Jinny thoughtfully. "How how long had he been there?" "He says he started that night," said McLean non-committally. "Oh!... That night.... That was rather sudden, wasn't it?" "Jack's sudden, you know," mentioned his friend uncomfortably.
"Here, I've shortened this dress, Jinny, until it's just about your mother's length." She tried to speak carelessly, for though she did not concur in the popular belief that to ignore sorrow is to assuage it, her social instinct, which was as strongly developed as Mrs. Pendleton's, encouraged her to throw a pleasant veil over affliction.
"I thought you were going to help me to escape," said Tad, suddenly leaning toward her. "Aren't you?" Jinny made a sign for silence, and then went to the opening and peered out cautiously. She returned, and, placing her mouth close to the lad's ear, whispered, "Byrneby." Tad could scarcely repress a laugh at the tragic tone in which she said it.
If I didn't speak to Jinny she'd think I was angry with her, and cry her eyes out. She has a tender heart, poor girl. She is a sensitive soul, and craves for social distinction. She looks to me to secure them a footing in exclusive circles, Mr. McGuire." "I don't know what y're talkin' about," Stub grumbled, "but that's enough of it, see?"
Women waved to the other boats flocking after. Laughter was heard, and joking. Mrs. Colfax stirred in her berth and began to talk. "Virginia, where are we going?" Virginia did not move "Jinny!" She turned. In that hour she remembered that great good-natured man, her mother's brother, and for his sake Colonel Carvel had put up with much from his wife's sister in-law.
"It would be so nice if Janet could go to school; then she might bring home a crowd of young folks every afternoon," and the invalid laughed. "But, you see, Miss Belding, I am so trying in the morning. It does seem that it is all Aunt Jinny and Janet can do to get me out of my bed, and dressed, and fed, and seated here on my throne for the day."
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