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What can be supplied? "Some bread and milk!" cried Mrs. Deacon brightly, exploding on "bread." One wondered how she thought of it. "No," said Monona, inflection up, chin the same. She was affecting indifference to, this scene, in which her soul delighted. She twisted her head, bit her lips unconcernedly, and turned her eyes to the remote.
Deacon hesitated, not with compunction at accepting Lulu's offer, not diplomatically to lure Monona. But she hesitated habitually, by nature, as another is by nature vivacious or brunette. "Yes!" shouted the child Monona. The tension relaxed. Mrs. Deacon assented. Lulu went to the kitchen. Mr. Deacon served on. Something of this scene was enacted every day.
They told her that she ought to be ashamed when papa wanted to give them all a treat. She sat silent, frowning, put-upon. "Look, mamma!" cried Monona, swallowing a third of an egg at one impulse. Ina saw only the empty plate. "Mamma's nice little girl!" cried she, shining upon her child.
Dwight Herbert, recovering, gauged the moment to require of him humour, and observed that his wedded wife was as skittish as a colt. Ina kept silence, head poised so that her full little chin showed double. Monona, who had previously hidden a cooky in her frock, now remembered it and crunched sidewise, the eyes ruminant.
"Her satchel?" "Yes. Inie wouldn't take it north herself, but Di had it." "Mother," said Lulu, "when Di went away just now, was she carrying a satchel?" "Didn't I just tell you?" Mrs. Bett demanded, aggrieved. "I said I didn't think Inie " "Mother! Which way did she go?" Monona pointed with her spoon. "She went that way," she said. "I seen her." Lulu looked at the clock.
"I want some," said Monona, eyeing her stonily. But she found that her hair-ribbon could be pulled forward to meet her lips, and she embarked on the biting of an end. Lulu departed for some sauce and cake. It was apple sauce. Mr. Deacon remarked that the apples were almost as good as if he had stolen them. He was giving the impression that he was an irrepressible fellow. He was eating very slowly.
At first dumb before this, Ina now cried out: "Monona! Go upstairs to bed at once." "It's only quarter to," said Monona, with assurance. "Do as mamma tells you." "But " "Monona!" She went, kissing them all good-night and taking her time about it. Everything was suspended while she kissed them and departed, walking slowly backward. "Married?" said Mrs. Bett with tardy apprehension.
There had been no time to "tighten up" her hair; she was flushed at the adventure; she had never looked so well. They started. Lulu, falling in with Monona, heard for the first time in her life, the step of the pursuing male, choosing to walk beside her and the little girl. Oh, would Ina like that? And what did Lulu care what Ina liked?
Subject, 'What the d do you take me for." You can judge something of my surprise and indignation. That is how it was. Newspaper reports of the proceedings of the Sunday School Association encamped on Lake Monona, at Madison, give about as many particulars of big catches of fish as of sinners. The delegates divide their time catching sinners on spoon-hooks and bringing pickerel to repentance.
That is not a pleasant position for me to find myself in. It is distinctly unpleasant, I may say. But you see for yourself." Lulu went on, into the passage. "Wasn't she married when she thought she was?" Mrs. Bett cried shrilly. "Mamma," said Ina. "Do, please, remember Monona. Yes Dwight thinks she's married all right now and that it's all right, all the time."
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