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Adlerfeld, leaning back against a stone, was peacefully nodding, and a gentle snore from the other of the trio told that Polly's order had been obeyed. Where was Polly? Miss Sterling looked around, but she was not in sight. Even with the springing of a sudden fear she caught the sound of distant talking a man's voice! She rose to her feet and stood irresolute, listening. Then she smiled.
Post and Mrs. Prindle. Mrs. Post has had a pull-back and she can't walk at all, and Mrs. Prindle's cold is worse. I think the rest will just fill the cars." She counted up, and found seats and occupants to agree. "I'm wondering whether to have Mrs. Adlerfeld or Miss Lily sit with Colonel Gresham which would you?" Polly was all alight with her planning. "The Colonel would enjoy Mrs. Adlerfeld best.
They're afraid of their lives!" "This little woman back here doesn't look afraid." "No, she's different." Polly cast a look at her. Mrs. Adlerfeld caught it and smiled back, a bright, happy smile, as if, indeed, she had "lots o' joy." "OH, Miss Nita! What do you think?" Polly burst into the room full of excitement. "Chris has gone!" "Gone? Where?" "To Australia!" "Not alone?" "Oh, no!
"The faster the better!" came in merry succession from the back seat. They spun along the smooth road with greater speed, and the freshness of the country was brought to them in one steady sweep. "This is glorious!" breathed Miss Sterling. "I never rode in one of these cars before," confessed Mrs. Adlerfeld blithely. "Indeed!" a pleasant light flashed in the driver's eyes.
She was there when a man came up the front steps, a white-haired man. He walked with a firm, quick step, and when he saw her he came over to where she sat. He took off his hat with a courteous bow. "May I ask," he said in a low, pleasant voice, "if you know a lady in the June Holiday Home named Adlerfeld, Mrs. Elise Adlerfeld?" "Oh, yes, sir! I know her very well; that is, I know Mrs. Adlerfeld.
I am very fond about moonshine nights! Isn't that just lovely? I'm going to call it a 'moonshine' party! It is ever so much prettier than 'moonlight. Won't Colonel Gresham be pleased to have Mrs. Adlerfeld sit with him!" The weedy roadside was a witching tangle of shadows, and the air was drowsy with spicy, wind-blown scents, as four motor cars swept on their merry way to Foxford.
You couldn't guess if you had a year to do it in! The nicest man has come from New York to see Mrs. Adlerfeld, and they wouldn't let him in here! Wasn't that mean! So he came over to our house, to ask if we knew her and could help him out. He used to know Mrs. Adlerfeld in Sweden, and he's bound to see her! Oh, he's so lovable! His hair is as white! But he doesn't look old.
Her first husband died and all her children, then she took boarders and married one of 'em. this Mr. Dick. He didn't live long only long enough to run through what she'd saved up. He drank. She's worked hard all her life, I guess. I like Mis' Dick! She's good company." "I like her very," agreed Mrs. Adlerfeld. "She has been nice to me a many times.
It was finally decided that Polly should go over to the Home and up to Miss Sterling's room, as usual, leaving Miss Sterling to see Mrs. Adlerfeld and to give her Mrs. Dudley's invitation to spend the rest of the day at her house. Happily, Miss Sniffen was not in sight as Polly made her quick way to the third floor. "You dear child! Then you're not sick! I was afraid you were."
But nobody appeared to regard her, and the cars jogged on, Mrs. Adlerfeld, meanwhile, wore a look of saintly rapture. Polly turned to say, "Isn't the air nice this morning?" "Here it is beautiful!" smiled the little Swedish woman. "I have lots o' joy!" Colonel Gresham threw her an admiring glance. "Glad you like it," he said. "Oh, I like it very!" she responded.
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