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"Like a kitten," was Lute's comment. "Yet I shall never be able wholly to trust her again," Chris said. "Not after yesterday's mad freak." "I have a feeling myself that you are safer on Ban," Lute laughed. "It is strange. My trust in Dolly is as implicit as ever. I feel confident so far as I am concerned, but I should never care to see you on her back again.
He looked his gratitude, put up his lips, but without enough tilt of his head, so that he received the water from Lute's hat down the back of his neck. "All three shall kiss me and thus shall paradise be thrice multiplied," was Terrence's way out of the difficulty; and simultaneously he received three crowns of water for his gallantry. Dick's boisterousness waxed apace.
I had grown hardened and had come to accept my fate, at first rebelliously, then with more of Lute's peculiar kind of philosophy. Circumstances had doomed me to be a good-for-nothing, a gentleman loafer without the usual excuse money and, as it was my doom, I forced myself to accept it, if not with pleasure, at least with resignation. And I determined to get whatever pleasure there might be in it.
Not sharp and vivid like that of her father, but dim and nebulous was the picture she shaped of her mother a saint's head in an aureole of sweetness and goodness and meekness, and withal, shot through with a hint of reposeful determination, of will, stubborn and unobtrusive, that in life had expressed itself mainly in resignation. Lute's hand had ceased moving, and Mrs.
"That Lute Cradlebow he's a handsome boy, teacher. Ah, he's a handsome one. They're a handsome family, them Cradlebows. "There's the old grannie, Aunt Sibby they call her. Lord, she's got a head on her like a picter! They're high-bred, too, I reckon. To begin with, why, Godfrey Godfrey Cradlebow that's Lute's father, teacher; he's college bred, I suppose!
Lute's eyes were quizzical as she asked with a tentativeness that was palpably assumed, "With a with Mr. Barton?" "Why, yes." "And a smoke?" "Yes; and now what's it all about?" Lute broke into merry laughter. "Just as I told you that you would do. Am I not a prophet? But I knew before I saw you that my forecast had come true. I have just left Mr.
Flat on the good ground he stands, four square to fact and law, set against all airy fancies and bubbly speculations...." And as at table, so afterward that evening no one could have guessed from Dick that all was not well with him. He seemed bent on celebrating Lute's and Ernestine's return, refused to tolerate the heavy talk of the philosophers, and bubbled over with pranks and tricks.
I forgot dinner entirely and supper was on the table when I returned to the house. I found Dorinda in a condition divided between anxiety and impatience. "Have you seen anything of that man of mine?" she demanded. "I ain't seen hide nor hair of him since I pitched him out of this room this mornin'!" I was surprised and a little disturbed. I remembered Lute's threat about "never seein' me no more."
When I see you begin to shut yourself together in the middle like a jackknife and start swinging that number eleven of yours I know you're thinkin' hard about somethin' or other. What is it this time?" "Um . . . well . . . er . . . Sam, if you saw a chance to get a real smart young feller in Lute's place in the bank you'd take him, wouldn't you?" "Would I? Would a cat eat lobster?
It was done with such gentle, serious embarrassment, and Luther Larkin Cradlebow was so boyish and quaint looking, withal, that I felt not the slightest inclination to blush, but I heard Harvey's saucy giggle. "Gad!" said he; "hear the old women talk about Lute's being bashful and not knowin' how to act with the girls! Now I call them party easy manners, eh, Lovell? What do you think, Lovell?"
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