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Polly leaned over the rail and drew in long breaths of delight. "Come, Adela," she called, "here is a good place;" for the little old lady was still too much shaken up to make much attempt at travelling, so Polly had begged Mother Fisher and Grandpapa to ask Adela to come with them on their sightseeing trips. And this was done, and the young girl was happy as a bird.
I stood near 'em as long as I could and listened with all my ears, but I couldn't hear nothing any use. But I saw as they went away in a private kerridge, all three together; I saw that much." "And found where they went to?" "Go along. How could I?" "Might have been managed, Polly," he answered musingly. "Never mind, better luck next time.
He says that if the Windermeres are all in tears because little Polly lost their grandmother's miniature when she was out picking blueberries, and if he tells of their loss at the Ashteroths' where he calls next, it will be sure that the daughter of the gardener of the Ashteroths will have found the picture of the Windermeres.
Shaw looked up, and seeing in his daughter's face something that never had been there before, put his arm about her, and leaned his tired head against her, as if, when least expected, he had found the consolation he most needed. In that minute, Fanny felt, with mingled joy and self-reproach, what a daughter might be to her father; and Polly, thinking of feeble, selfish Mrs.
"Get out, sir, or I'll have you fined for contempt." Tom looked dazed. But at that moment a hand was laid on his shoulder, and Tom turned. "Why," says he, "thar's no devil if it ain't the Colonel. Polly Ann told me not to let 'em scar' me, Colonel." "And quite right, Tom," Colonel Clark answered, smiling. He turned to the judges.
When the two had gone up to Boston, Cynthia felt very lonely. She had been sipping the sweets of unspoken admiration. She saw it in the eyes, in the deference, as if he was almost afraid of her, in the sudden flush when she turned her eyes to him. It was a new kind of worship. She went over to the Uphams. Polly had been having her sampler framed.
"I thought you knew," said Georgie slowly, "though I might have known you didn't; you never see anything, which may be very beautiful, but, believe me, can be very trying to a poor female! If you really want to know, he goes over to Penzance in his tandem every early-closing day to take out Miss Polly Behenna from Behenna the draper's in Market Jew Street."
And then that British matron, rarely demonstrative with her own children, even, leaned over and kissed Polly's mother. "I can't see why it's so warm up here," said Polly, racing over to their bench, followed by the others. "Dear me, it's fairly hot." And she pulled off her jacket. "Don't do that, Polly," said her mother.
No, surely, for Tom's company had always been pleasant to me, and I could not look upon him as a stranger. Why was it, then, that I felt almost sorry that he had followed me here? I had a suspicion of the right answer to that question, but I did not own it, even to myself, till I entered my lodging. Duncan was reading a chapter aloud to Polly, as he always did before going to bed.
"Foolish!" repeated Dolly, in a tone of resentment. But then they both laughed. The Odell girls came down to make a two days' visit. They went up to the Deans' to tea; and the two engaged girls strayed off by themselves, with their arms about each other, and had confidences in which the masculine pronoun played an important part. And poor Polly bewailed the prospect of being left alone.
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