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When she did get a glimpse of the outer world there was nothing to see, and that was the worst of it. There was nothing but muddy roads, pools of water and little patches of green grass. It was not to be borne. Flora crept down from her high chair to the lowly footstool, leaned her head upon her hand and sighed. Sister Amy had gone to school, and Charley and Bertie were big boys.
He knew better than Amy could how unlikely it was that he should recover the energies of his mind in so short a time and under such circumstances; only the feeble man's temptation to postpone effort had made him consent to this step, and now that he was all but beyond turning back, the perils of which he had thought too little forced themselves upon his mind.
He pushed the door wide and went in. Amy heard and raised herself from the bed, stood upright and faced the comer. There was just light enough to see that it was the father. The horrid idea shot through her mind that it was his custom to come thus to his son's room in the night and lash him. She roused every fevered nerve to do battle with the strong man for his son.
The animal growled, as though resenting the tone in which Grace talked about him. "Do come," urged Amy. "I'm all in a tremble. The woods are big enough without getting on this disputed land." "I tell you you'd better go!" insisted the guardian of the forest. "I'm supposed to keep trespassers off, an' I'm goin' t' do it, too!" Evidently he did not like the looks of the girls whispering together.
Amy's face was a study when she saw her sister skim into the next drawing room, kiss all the young ladies with effusion, beam graciously upon the young gentlemen, and join in the chat with a spirit which amazed the beholder. Amy was taken possession of by Mrs.
Mollie and Betty, the two best skaters, rather hung back, letting the more unskillful Amy and Grace lead the way. The boys skated together in the rear. "When are you going to spurt?" called Will, as he saw that the pace was not increasing much. "Time enough," replied Betty, narrowly watching her rival, Mollie. "That isn't skating!" declared Frank with a laugh. "You girls are only creeping."
So if you let me luff along for a few more cable lengths I think I'll make port soon, and then we'll see what sort of a sailor you'll make. You may expect the surprise shortly. "That's all there is to it," concluded Betty, "and I've been puzzling my brains as to just what the surprise may be." "He's going to take you on a voyage," said Amy.
Webb and Len can take care of all the land, and I don't believe I was cut out for a farmer." He not only troubled Amy exceedingly, but he perplexed all the family, for it seemed that he was decidedly taking a new departure.
'But do you think this is a WISE thing to do? 'Wise? 'You know what you once told me, about how necessary it was for a novelist to study all sorts of people. How can Mr Reardon do this if he shuts himself up in the house? I should have thought he would find it necessary to make new acquaintances. 'As I said, returned Amy, 'it won't be always like this.
And yet I've read in books " "Oh, yes in books. But this is real life, Betty. And now, dear, I've told you all I know. As I said, it shocked me when I first heard it, but I'm pretty well over it now. Only it did startle me when I read that note over your shoulder." "I should think it would. When I see Alice " "Please don't say anything to her!" pleaded Amy. "Please don't!
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