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You have been a loving, loyal little friend, and David and I want you to wear this little pin as a token of our gratitude to our "messenger." Remember I am still Your friend, ELIZABETH ASHWELL PHILLIPS. For a moment a suspicious moisture blinded Judith's eyes; then curiosity urged her to open the little white box.
Your religion is the sort we've got to grow into, and, even then, some of us aren't ever quite big enough to realize it." Judith's face had been undergoing swift changes during this short speech, but now it cleared and a beatific expression shone upon it. "I know what you mean, now, Miss Pat," she declared loftily.
Judith's face assumed a smooth blankness that passed unnoticed by both Elinor and Patricia, now intent on finishing their breakfast and getting off. "Hannah Ann just says that the house is all right and Henry is as well as usual," she replied, with an uneasy flush on her clear cheek. "What in the world did Hannah Ann write to you for?" queried Elinor absently.
"You do, do you!" interjected Judith's progenitor, his once ruddy face now a congested purple. "It seems to me, Judith, you're always deuced ready to see any one's point but mine!" "After all," went on Judith, with all the self-confidence and intolerance of five and twenty, "it's in your interest to sell, just as much as theirs to buy!
Then fifty yards off to Lee's right, some fifty yards nearer the cabin, another shot. The first suspicion that one of the men from the cliffs had made his way down to join issue at close quarters, was gone in a clear understanding. That was the bark of Judith's rifle; she had slipped away from him without an instant's delay and was creeping closer and closer to the cabin.
A keen physiognomist might have traced the words "I have lived and suffered" in the calm, hushed face with its crown of silver-streaked hair; but Nellie, only a simple child, merely gazed and wondered what it was that made her think Aunt Judith's the most beautiful face she had ever seen.
I'm not going to tell, for you girls always laugh at me, but I'm going to prove it to you before that committee meets that you're the victim of a conspiracy." The relish with which Judith pronounced these ominous words made Elinor smile, but Patricia felt only aggravation at what she considered airs on Judith's part. "Stuff and nonsense, Judy!" she said, impatiently.
Surely Aunt Judith's words are coming true, and she is learning beautiful lessons in the school of pain; for the pale face shines with a peaceful calm, and the words which fall from her lips are the words of one who has been in the furnace of affliction and come forth tried as silver.
Then Nancy was summoned from without. "Judith is to be in number twenty-five, Nancy; will you take her up and see that she is settled? Her trunk is there already; it came this morning. You can be very busy at once, Judith" and Miss Marlowe's smile was friendly and comforting. Nancy squeezed Judith's hand impulsively as they left the room to make way for other girls. "Twenty-five!
It's it's not religious!" Patricia dropped back instantly to her usual manner. "Well, anyway, I'm fearfully hungry," she said airily. "I can't stand any more palaver. Come along to the cave and let us feed while there is time." Luncheon was particularly gay, much to Judith's delight.
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