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I do not wish to worry you, Benis, but as you will be marrying some day, in spite of that silly doctor of yours who insists that it's not to be thought of, you may as well be conversant with the situation. To put it briefly I have been without competent help for two weeks. You know, dear boy, that I am easily satisfied. I expect very little from anyone.
"I am not sure of anything with regard to Desire." "Then you ought to be. Don't shilly-shally, Benis. It is a habit of yours. All of the Spences shilly-shally. Make certain that Desire is aware of your er affection. Mark my words I have a feeling. She is fretting over Mary." "I happen to know that she is not." Small red flags began to fly from Miss Campion's prominent cheek-bones.
The suddenness of the end was shocking and death is ever awful to the young. But the eyes she lifted to her husband, though solemn, were not sad. When he had finished, she slipped into his hand, with new, sweet shyness, the letter which lifted forever the shadow of the dead man from across their path. Benis Spence read it with deep thankfulness. Fate was indeed making full amends.
"Just anywhere," she said, "when father felt like it and had time. And I taught myself shorthand." "Then you aren't really educated at all?" said the teacher with frank pity. "What a shame! Education is so important." Benis was frankly afraid of her. "But you need not be," Desire assured him. "She looks up to you. She thinks that, being a professor, you have even more education than she has."
They drove for a mile or so without remark and then, Desire, who had something to say, reopened the conversation without rancour. "Don't be cross," she said. "As a matter of fact Benis does swear sometimes. He is nervous, you know. I sometimes wonder if it is all due to shell shock, or whether it is a result of his er other experience." For the second time that day the car skidded.
She has studied me ever since with a view to scientific matrimony. Alas, my poor relative!" "I once read a book upon Eugenics, too," said Desire with a reminiscent smile. "It seemed sensible. Of course I was not personally interested and that always makes a difference. One thing occurred to me, though it didn't seem to give Nature credit for much judgment." Benis chuckled. "No, it wouldn't.
"Benis. Ben nis!" she called piercingly. "He can't be very far away," she declared over her shoulder. "I have a feeling Benis!" "Who calls so loud?" quoted the professor innocently, appearing with startling suddenness from behind the boulder. "Why!" in amazed recognition. "It is Aunt Caroline!" "It is." Aunt Caroline corroborated grimly. "This is a surprise," exclaimed the professor.
She had come to the end. Accustomed to ingratitude as she was, hardened to injustice and desertion, there were still limits There were. The doctor had reached his. Hastily he explained that she had mistaken his meaning. And, to prove it, engaged passage at once, for the next upcoast trip, on the same little steamer which a few days earlier had carried Mr. and Mrs. Benis H. Spence.
"Don't quote me to excuse yourself." Aunt Caroline sailed serenely on. "At least preserve the courage of your convictions. There is certainly something the matter with Benis. He has answered none of my letters. He has completely ignored my lettergrams.
Desire looked after her with a grateful smile. "I believe Aunt Caroline likes me," she said with a note of faint surprise. "Is that very wonderful?" "Yes." Benis looked at her quickly and looked away. She was certainly paler. She held her head as if its crown of hair were heavy. "It does not seem wonderful to other people who also like you." Her eyes turned to him almost timidly.
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