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Even Mrs Jo settled her collar, and Mrs Meg felt if her cap was right, while Bess shook out her curls and Josie boldly consulted the glass; for they were women, in spite of philosophy and philanthropy. 'Shall we all rise? asked one girl, deeply impressed by the impending honour. 'It would be courteous. 'Shall we shake hands?
But he served them, and what most appealed to him in Josephine was that she incorporated about all their divine qualities. He and his sister went home together. Her first remark in the auto was: "What were you and Josie quarreling about?" "Quarreling?" inquired he in honest surprise. "I looked at her through my glasses and saw that the was all upset and you, too."
"Ah, you precious daughter of the old school," cried the vehement Josie, "it were well that you went to the Celestial ere you started for Halifax, in order that you might, to a certain extent, have re-acquired that amount of red tapeism which you must have almost forgotten amid the more liberally-inclined citizens of our fog-begirt city." "Quite an orator, Josie," ventured Marguerite.
How much care she did not think it advisable to tell him, but his mail was one of the things to which Josie was determined to give much attention. Being an innately honest person it went sorely against the grain with Josie to pry into anybody's private mail, even though he be an arch-villain who was doing his best to keep two poor little children out of their heritage.
Get them in the postoffice as soon as you can, my good girl. Don't stop for a thing." "I bane have to stop to dress myself," said Josie. "Girls in service don't like to go by the street in uniform." "Well, if you must you must, but don't stop to doll up," he commanded, "and be quick about it." "Sure!" Josie smiled to think how quick she would be. Again the tea kettle must play its part.
'I'm afraid she will hurt herself, said Miss Cameron, looking at Bess, whom she recognized by her likeness to her mother. 'Oh, no; Josie is a little fish. She likes it'; and Bess smiled happily at this wonderful granting of her cousin's desire. 'You are Mr Laurence's daughter, I think? How d'ye do, dear? Tell papa I'm coming to see him soon. Too tired before. Quite savage. Better now.
The other children were boating with George and Josie, she explained, George not having yet escaped from that horrible night-work. Harry was well and would be home after a while. He was painting a series of scenes from city life, the sketches of which she showed him. Arty was married to a very nice girl, who knew all his poetry, every line, by heart. Ford was well, only more bitter than ever.
Sometimes his tone was frankly impatient but he usually ended up such epistles with repeated assurances of affection. Through the correspondence Josie traced much in regard to Peter and Polly. There was one telegram in which this Chester Hunt had summoned the woman to Atlanta. That was dated about a year before. "Come I need you C. H." That was all.
"The new arrivals may take up the attention of the gang of bandits outside and we may get away ere they return." "Good," was Adrian's comment. "Where is Miss Josie?" "Waiting in the next room with the family of my host." Mr. Black stepped to the door and called to those within. In a few words he explained the situation and in less than three minutes he and the girl were mounted and ready to ride.
"He is so handsome I don't see how he can be really wicked," she mused as she endeavored to get order out of the chaos that reigned in the kitchen. Josie had determined to clean up in the kitchen and pantry first and then proceed to the other corners of the house.
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