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He hasn't been near my house since he came back," said Allison, in a tone of complaint. "He hasn't given me a chance to fix things. Who was fool enough to tell him?" "You, principally, by your reception of him. He knew all about it before he came here to me. Of course he hasn't been to your house, and probably never will go there again. I wouldn't in his place." Allison pondered painfully awhile.
She decided to wait until he came to look for her, then as swiftly changed her mind. Rose was still playing. Isabel hummed the melody to herself, not noting that she was off the key, and started slowly toward the house, by another path. Allison was standing in the shadow of a maple, listening to the music and drawing in deep breaths of the rose-scented air.
"Like our , for instance," said Allison, uplifting his eyes as though to include the study aloft. "Well, I know less of him or his speeches, perhaps, except by vague report, than of others who are prominent. They are preaching a doctrine that can only make matters worse for the laborer. They counsel strike, and forcible, riotous resistance to the employment of others.
Then, too, there was her passionate love for the woods and for all wild creatures, and the almost uncanny way in which birds and chipmunks would come to her even though they fled in terror at the approach of the other Winnebagos. Was it any wonder that Robert Allison, seeing her for the first time, should have exclaimed involuntarily, "Minnehaha, Laughing Water"?
"By the way, Forrest, that reminds me," said Allison, with a grin on his face, as he touched his bell to summon the butler, "you've never told us what did take you off, and my sister has been consumed with scandal or something about it. She began at me this afternoon. I told her to apply to you for particulars." Bang again on the bell, also "Damn that butler! He's never around after nine o'clock.
A tall, powerful-looking man came swinging down the road at a brisk pace, nodding in quick, alert fashion to one and another as he passed, recognizing me as a stranger, but bidding Allison a cheerful good night as he passed on in the direction of the inn. By his dress I knew he must be the parson of the place.
He put his arms around her, lifted her from her chair, and nearly smothered her in a bear-like embrace. "God bless you!" "He has," murmured Madame, disengaging herself. "My foster son has been a dunce, but his reason is now restored." The two o'clock train to Holly Springs did not leave town until three, so Allison waited for an hour in the station, fuming with impatience.
Do peep in and see her there at the cawnah table, eating ice-cream and talking away as if she'd been used to such attentions all her life. Isn't it great? Now people can't shake their heads and say poah girl, she's nevah had any attentions like othah girls. Nobody takes any interest in her." Miss Allison turned to give Lloyd's cheek a playful pinch. "You dear little fairy godmother!
"Uncle's likely to see us very soon," retorted Romeo grimly, "unless I can keep her on the road." But Juliet was absorbed in the joy of the moment and did not hear. A cloud of dust, through which gleamed brass and red, appeared on the road ahead of them, having rounded the curve at high speed. At the same instant, Allison saw just beyond him, the screaming fantasy of colour and sound.
"But the blighter had locked us in and that slowed us down some. Then two of his henchman came along to use the radio and when they unlocked the doors to air the gas out of the hut, we grabbed them." Allison looked at the doctor to see if it was all right to talk. The doctor nodded. "Your phone call came in the nick o' time," O'Malley put in.
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