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Olive and I are wild to go, and we thought maybe you might take us Saturday afternoon." Helen buttoned her gloves as if considering. "Do you think it would make you any happier, little sister, to know what the future holds for you?" "Oh, yes!" answered Sara, decidedly. "The clairvoyant told Addie Roberts things in her past life that positively nobody but Addie knew had happened.
She was charming; vexation gave humanity to her waxen features, and the flash in her eyes suggested hitherto unsuspected fires in her temperament, "She has more spirit than I gave her credit for," thought Sara, and she added, "Darling!" aloud. "Darling, indeed!" said Pensée. "I can tell you I am tired of being a darling.
Many other remarks were probably more amusing; these, however, were the most characteristic. When dinner was ended, Sara and the two ladies withdrew to the drawing-room, where they discussed with the utmost vehemence Orange's illegal marriage and Reckage's broken engagement. The sum and substance of their investigations were as follows: Lady Larch wondered what the world was coming to.
They were telephoning to certain legal advisers. "What's this I hear, Sara?" demanded Leslie, extending his hand after a second's hesitation. She shook hands with him, not listlessly but with the vigour born of nervousness. "I don't know what you've heard," she said pointedly. His slim fingers went searching for the end of his moustache. "Why, why, about selling out to us," he stammered.
Are you brave enough, strong enough, to give me that since I may not ask for more?" There was a long silence, while Sara lay very still against his breast, her face hidden. In that silence, her spirit met and faced the ultimate issue for there was that in Garth's voice which told her that his decision not to marry her was immutable. Could she oh God! could she give him what he asked?
Sara," laying a hand on her young friend who was quivering with feeling, "I understand it all; you think the Lord has put you into a niche where you do not belong, for which you have no fitness. Are you sure you know more than your Maker? Perhaps He sees that, by clipping a bit here, or adding a trait there, you will be exactly the one for this niche.
He was silent, fallen a-dreaming once again; and again he seemed to pull himself up short, forcing himself back to the consideration of the practical needs of the moment. "As I was saying, Sara, sooner or later you'll have to turn out of the old Court. It's entailed, and the income with it.
"Sara says it's a commercial age. If you don't get out and rustle money you might as well get off the earth." A grunt from Uncle Denny. "Well, but Uncle Denny, you can't deny he's right." The Irishman's reply was indirect. "Remember, me boy, that the chief value of a college education is to set your standards, to make your ideals. These four years are the high-water mark of your life's idealism.
Accordingly, Sara was praised for her quickness at her lessons, for her good manners, for her amiability to her fellow pupils, for her generosity if she gave sixpence to a beggar out of her full little purse; the simplest thing she did was treated as if it were a virtue, and if she had not had a disposition and a clever little brain, she might have been a very self-satisfied young person.
This he consented to do, and found the school-teacher also waiting in the pleasant little "living-room." The young man and woman were introduced by the child, who, then relieved of responsibility, left them to each other's mercy, and flew to a friend with whom she had been playing dolls on the back porch. "I don't suppose you remember me," said Miss Sara Wilkins rather wistfully.
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