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Updated: June 8, 2025
A daughter is a fearsome thing to a father, especially when she is grown up and dressed up. Adna turned his eyes away from his shining child. But the sense of shame is as amenable to costume as to the lack of it, and Kedzie the shoulder-revealer was as much shocked by what her parents had on as they by what she had off.
Thropp broke into big sobs that jolted her sides and she fell over against Adna, who did not know how to comfort her. He held her in arms like a bear's and patted her with heavy paws, but she felt on her head the drip-drip of his tears.
The hotel is on the European plan." Adna took the shock bravely but bitterly: "Well, all I got to say is the Europeans got mighty poor plans. I kind of suspicioned there was a ketch in it somewheres. After this we'll eat outside, and at the end of the week we'll take our custom somewheres else. Maybe there was a joke in that twelve dollars a week for the rooms, too." "Twelve dollars a week!
He seemed to have had assistance generally from the military authorities at Camp McDowell, about fifteen miles northward, for a time commanded by Capt. Adna R. Chaffee, Sixth Cavalry. Trouble was known with Pima Indians, who lived across the river, where they had been placed a few years before by Tempe settlers, as a possible buffer against Apache raids.
Thropp's cheapness of appearance better than she did. A woman may grow shoddy and careless, but she rarely grows oblivious of her uncomeliness. She will rather cherish it as the final cruelty of circumstances. Mrs. Thropp was keenly alive to the effect it would have on Dyckman if Kedzie introduced her and Adna as the encumbrances on her beauty.
Kedzie was enfranchised and began to jump and squeal at the almost suffocating majesty. Adna took to himself the credit for everything. "Well, momma, here we are in New York at last. Here we are, daughter. You got your wish." Kedzie nearly broke his neck with her hug, and called him the best father that ever was. And she meant it at the moment, for the moment. Mrs.
Dyckman was now imagining herself exchanging crocheting formulas with Queen Mary. She was saying she had always heard the Queen well spoke of. And Adna Thropp spoke very highly of "George." They agreed that it was their sacred duty to place the name of Thropp as high as it could go, cost what it would.
'Levum dollars and seventy-five cents for for breakfast? for a small family like mine is? Well, I'd like to see 'em! What do they think I am!" The waiter maintained his courtesy, but Adna was infuriated. He put down no tip at all. He lifted his family from the table with a yank of the eyes and snapped at the waiter: "I'll soon find out who's tryin' to stick me. you or the proprietor."
She said she wouldn't no more allow him loose in that wicked place than she would well, she didn't know what! He could get a pass for self and wife as easy as shootin'. Adna yielded to the inevitable with a sorry grace and told her to come along if she'd a mind to. And then came a still, small voice from daughter Kedzie. She spoke with a menacing sweetness: "Goody, goody!
Adna warned his women folk that "she" was about to go up, but they were not prepared for that swift vertical leap toward the clouds. Another floor, and Mrs. Thropp would have screamed. The altitude affected her. Then the thing stopped, and the boy led them down a corridor so long that Adna said, "Looks like we'd be stranded a hundred miles from nowheres." The boy turned in at a door at last.
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