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"Now perhaps you will understand what we felt about you," Angelica concluded "we who are loyal to our own sex, and have a sense of justice when we thought you were content to live on the means your husband makes in such a shameful way." An extraordinary look of relief came into Beth's face. "Then it was not my fault not because I was horrid," she exclaimed.
Beth leaned forward and held out her hand to her, and the woman smiled a cordial welcome. She had a round flat face and fair hair. But Beth's imagination stopped there, for she perceived that she had passed the gate of the garden in which was the chalybeate spring.
The noise of her pony's hoof-beats seemed alarmingly resonant. But nothing happened. The streets were deserted, save for a few half-drunken wanderers, headed for the nearest saloon. On the far-off peaks of the mountains the rosy light of sunrise faintly appeared. In the calm of the great barren spaces, even Goldite was beautiful at last. A sense of exhilaration pervaded Beth's youthful being.
Bertha playfully demanded, holding up her arm with the bracelet on it. "I must have a holiday sometimes," he rejoined. "Besides, I happen to be expecting a handsome cheque, an unusual occurrence, by any post now." Beth's dividends were due that day.
What if, after all, she should not always stay alone with daddy? If someone else should come And she began to picture another study where she should not have to write alone, but there should be two desks by the broad windows looking out on the lake, and somebody should "Beth! Beth! come and set the tea-table. My hands is full with them cherries." Beth's dream was a little rudely broken by Mrs.
There was no need of any words when they got home, for Father and Mother saw plainly now what they had prayed to be saved from seeing. Tired with her short journey, Beth went at once to bed, saying how glad she was to be home, and when Jo went down, she found that she would be spared the hard task of telling Beth's secret.
At a time when anything unconventional in a girl was clear evidence of vice to all the men and most of the women who knew of it, Beth's reputation was bound to suffer, and it became so bad at last that Dr. Hardy forbade Charlotte to associate with her. Charlotte told her with tears, and begged to be allowed to meet her in the Secret Service of Humanity as usual; but Beth refused.
Caldwell looked up from her work at her from time to time frowning, but she was too much ruffled by some of Beth's remarks to say anything consoling; and Beth, absorbed in her grief, lost all consciousness of everything outside herself. At last, however, a kindly hand was laid on her head, and some one stroked her hair. "That is the way she goes on, and I don't know what to do with her," Mrs.
It's the devil, I suppose. He gets hold of us both, and makes you torment me, and makes me not like you for it." Mrs. Caldwell quietly resumed her sewing. She was too much startled by this glimpse of herself from Beth's point of view to say another word on the subject; and a long silence ensued, during which she saw herself as a sadly misunderstood mother.
"Do you think the grandfather will let them come?" Beth's mind was on the forthcoming party. "We shall certainly hope so. I'm sure if he could be made to see that he is depriving them of pleasure by keeping them so close, he would." "We'll find him and tell him," Janey planned. "We had a delightful picnic with Jerry and Marty; that made us forget about looking for the ferns for decorating."
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