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"From what she told me, she takes the whole matter as a big joke, and now that the fat is in the fire it's no use enlightening her." Lois made no immediate answer, though she may have had her doubts on the subject of Beatrice Cary's inexperience. "The poor Rajah!" she said, after a pause, as Stafford walked curiously about the room. "I could not help being sorry for him.
You have simply humbugged me with your lies about Lois and your devotion to her " Travers strode at him. "How dare you!" "Don't bluster, Travers! It can't hide what I see. You married Lois for her money " "Hold your infernal tongue!" "And now you are afraid. Well, you shall have some cause." He picked up his helmet, which lay on the table.
He hesitated. Then he put his hand on her little moist curly head. Lois' hair was not thick, but it curled softly. "Why, you poor little girl," said he; "don't cry so;" and his voice was full of embarrassed tenderness. Lois sobbed harder. "Now, see here," said Francis.
No one seemed to have been speaking to Captain Holdernesse while Lois had been away. Manasseh sat quiet and silent where he did, with the book open upon his knee, his eyes thoughtfully fixed on vacancy, as if he saw a vision, or dreamed dreams.
All this clamor of the streets, this going to and fro of people, the roar of traffic, the shriek of whistles, the ringing of bells had he not known them all in London when Lois was his friend and old Paul his neighbor? There had been many Poles by Thrawl Street and the harsh music of their tongue came to him as an old friend.
She put her hand on Lois' shoulder and tried to force her gently backward, but the girl resisted. "Don't, mother," said she. "I don't want to lie down." Amanda had run into her own room for the camphor bottle. Now she leaned over Lois and put it to her nose. "Jest smell of this a little," she said. Lois pushed it away feebly. "I guess Lois will have to take a little vacation," said Mr. Starr.
"What in the devil are they doin' out here!" "Shut up, and attend to your engine," Jasper sternly ordered. They were quite close now, and the women saw them. As they approached Jasper could see Lois' face turned toward him and it was very white. "Sit still," he shouted, and then he motioned to Tom to slow down.
Lois looked despairingly at her bag. "Sit on it, will you, Bet?" Together they closed it and Lois locked it as a precaution against its flying open. "It's nearly time to start." Polly consulted her watch. "I'm so excited my heart's in my mouth." "There's your carriage; it's waiting," Angela said, looking out of the window. "You'd better hurry. Here, I'll take one bag."
"I don't suppose you can guess who 'twas?" Lois said nothing; she bent her hot face closer over her work. "See here, Lois," said Flora. She hesitated with her eyes fixed warily on Lois; then she went on: "What makes you treat Francis so queer lately?" "I didn't know I had," replied Lois, evasively. "You don't treat him a bit the way you did at first." "I don't know what you mean, Flora."
"Thou must have a clean pinafore. And dust thy shoes." Primrose followed Aunt Lois in a spell of wonderment. The scolding was not severe, but it was generally followed by some sort of punishment. A clean pinafore, too! To be set on a high stool and study a Psalm, or be relegated to bread and water, and, oh! she was suddenly hungry.
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