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Then she jumped, for the old woman seemed to spring at her like released wire. "Send her to college!" said she. "What does she want to send her to college for? What right has Cynthia Lennox got to send Ellen Brewster anywhere?" Fanny stared at her dazedly. "What right has she got interfering?" demanded Mrs. Zelotes again. "Why," replied Fanny, stammering, "she thought Ellen was so smart.
Mothers kept their children carefully in-doors that evening, and pulled down curtains, fearful lest She look in the windows and be tempted. Mrs. Zelotes also waylaid both of the Boston reporters, but with results upon which she had not counted.
Captain " he paused before uttering the name which to his critical metropolitan ear had seemed so dreadfully countrified and humiliating; "Captain Zelotes Snow," he blurted, desperately. Jim Young laughed aloud. "Good land, Doc!" he cried, turning toward his passenger; "I swan I clean forgot that Cap'n Lote's name begun with a Z. Cap'n Lote Snow? Why, darn sure! I . . . Eh?"
I've concluded that you and I had better cut out all the bygones from this new arrangement of ours. We won't have fathers or or elopements or past-and-done-with disapp'intments in it. This new deal this four year trial v'yage of ours will be just for Albert Speranza and Zelotes Snow, and no others need apply. . . . Eh? . . . Well, good night, Al." So the game under the "new deal" began.
"Janie's boy!" repeated Olive slowly. "Why why, he must be a big boy now. Almost grown up." Her husband did not speak. He was pacing the floor, his hands in his pockets. "And this man wants to see you about him," said Olive. Then, after a moment, she added timidly: "Are you goin', Zelotes?" "Goin'? Where?" "To New York? To see this lawyer man?" "I? Not by a jugful!
"Look here, Mother Brewster," said she, "you can just stop! Ellen is my daughter, and you 'ain't any right to talk to her this way. I won't have it. If anybody is goin' to blame her, it's me." "Who be you?" said Mrs. Zelotes, sniffing. Then she looked at them both, at Ellen and at her mother.
Olive, his wife, had attended an opera once and, according to her, it was more like a cat fight than anything else. Nobody but foreigners ever had anything to do with operas. And for foreigners of all kinds but the Latin variety of foreigner in particular Captain Zelotes Snow cherished a detest which was almost fanatic.
Don't fret, Mother, Al will come round all right." "I didn't know but he might be anxious to see to see her, you know." "Her? Oh, you mean the Fosdick girl. Well, he'll be goin' to see her pretty soon, I presume likely. They're due back in New York 'most any time now, I believe. . . . Oh, hum! Why in time couldn't he " "Couldn't he what, Zelotes?" "Oh, nothin', nothin'."
Captain Zelotes had his own suspicions as to whether war work alone was the cause of the Fosdicks' shunning of what was to have been their summer home, but he kept those suspicions to himself. Albert may have suspected also, but he, too, said nothing. The censored correspondence between Greenwich and the training camp traveled regularly, and South Harniss damsels looked and longed in vain.
Well, then 'twon't make much difference whether I say it or not." "But ain't you goin' to say a word to Albert about it, Zelotes?" "Humph! I don't know's I know what to say." "Why, say you like it." "Ye-es, and if I do he'll keep on writin' more. That's exactly what I don't want him to do. Come now, Mother, be sensible. This piece of his may be good or it may not, I wouldn't undertake to say.
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