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"What have I done?" asked Eloise. "Oh, what have I done?" "Nothing," sighed Barbara. "My mother has been dead for twenty-one years, but my father never forgets. She was only a girl when she died like me." "I'm so sorry. Why didn't you tell me before, so I could have chosen jolly, happy things?" "That wouldn't keep him from grieving nothing can, so don't be troubled about it."
"It will be hard on Howard," he thought, "but Amy ought to have her rights, and, Eloise! And she shall!" he added, as he retraced his steps to the Crompton House. Chancing to be alone with her, he told her in part what he had heard from the rector, keeping back everything pertaining to the poverty of the surroundings, and speaking mostly of Jakey and Mandy Ann, whom Amy might remember.
Eloise could not help laughing, the manner in which Jewel finished was so suddenly quaint; but she shook her head in silent wonder as she watched the short skirted figure setting forth for the barn. "Oh cousin Eloise." Jewel turned around. "Will you come to the ravine after lunch, and see what Anna Belle and I have done?" "Yes." Jewel walked on a little further and turned again.
It was a fine leghorn, with a wreath of lilacs round the crown, and Eloise knew that it was far more expensive than anything she had ever worn. "It is very pretty," she said, "and very kind in the lady to send it. Tell her I thank her. What is her name?"
In the fond sight of her lover, Eloise was very lovely when she went down in her white gown and hat, her eyes shining with the world-old joy that makes the old world new for those to whom it comes, be it soon or late. "It's beautifully unconventional," she said, as he assisted her into the surrey. "No bridesmaids, no wedding presents, and no dreary round of entertainments. I believe I like it."
"You know it, then? Why, then, of course, it's true. I am half afraid lest it prove one of my cloud-capped dreams. I shall need no more opium to-night, I have other magic," said Marlboro', bent down and would have kissed the forehead of Éloise, when the horse curvetted, reared, and galloped off. Was she really pledged? then thought Éloise, as the bead of all her defiant effervescence fell.
"But then I remembered that of course God never made anything that wasn't perfectly beautiful, so I knew that it would come right some time, and I asked mother when she thought it would." "What did she say?" returned Eloise, wondering at this original optimism.
Biggs she had been equally silent, and, try as she would, the good woman had never been able to learn anything beyond what Eloise had first told her, that her father was dead and her mother in California; in a sanitarium, Mrs. Biggs had finally decided, and let the matter drop, thinking she should some time know "if there was anything to know."
Eloise smiled radiantly as she offered a smooth, well-kept hand. "I know I'm late," she said, "but I think you'll forgive me for it a little later on. I want to see all the lingerie every piece you have to sell." "Would you mind coming upstairs?" asked Barbara. "No, indeed." The two went up, Barbara slowly leading the way.
"Certainly, if she wishes it," Ruby answered, and going over to Eloise, she said, "You are a brave little girl, and the money is still waiting for you if you want it."
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