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The result was that there were rumors "How do such stories start?" asked Mrs. Budlong Dinks of all her friends who were likely to repeat the rumor that it was a family understanding that Mr. Alfred Dinks and his cousin Hope were to make a match. "And they do say," said Mrs. Dinks, "what ridiculous things people are! and they do say that, for family reasons, we are going to keep it all quiet!
People in Carthage to whom New York was an inaccessible Carcassone, were now planning to visit Mrs. Budlong there at the palatial home she had described. Some of them frankly told her they were coming to see her. Wealth took on a new discomfort. Sally Swezey afflicted the telephone with gossip: "As Mrs.
Budlong would be permitted to take care of it while his wife got rid of it. One of those relatives, very common in fiction, and not altogether unknown in real life, finally let go of her money at the behest of her impatient undertaker. The Budlongs had the pleasure of seeing the glorious news of their good fortune in big headlines in the Carthage papers. It was the only display Mr.
Cook said she had conthracted to cuke for a small family, not to run a continurous bairbecue. Besides she had to answer the doorbell so much she couldn't get her hands into the dough, before they were out again. And dinner was never ready. The amount of tea consumed and bakery cake and the butter, began to alarm Mrs. Budlong.
Budlong, the two returned to camp and lost no time in serving notice on Wallie that they were leaving by the first passing conveyance if they had to buy it. Whether or not Mr. Hicks had known of the leeches was a matter for much discussion, and opinion was about equally divided as to his innocence. He disclaimed all knowledge of them, however, and went about with the air of one cruelly maligned.
He, for one, would not care to be adrift in an open boat with Mrs. Budlong hungry and armed with a hatchet while Stott, he was sure would murder him for a frankfurter in those circumstances. Aunt Lizzie, to whom accidents of an unusual nature seemed always to be happening, wandered off with a wedge of pie and a cup of coffee and sat down on an ant-hill.
Those who live beyond their means joyously when their means are small, become small themselves, when their means get beyond living beyond. The Budlongs began to figure percentages on sums left in the bank or put out on mortgages. They began to think money; and money is money, large or small. Mrs. Budlong began to feel that she had been unjust to Aunt Ida.
Git out o' that grub-box!" He had caught Mrs. Budlong in the act of spreading jam on a cracker. "How dare you speak so to me?" she demanded, indignantly. For answer, Mr. Hicks replied autocratically: "You ought to know by this time that I don't allow dudes snooping around when I'm cooking." "You are insulting I shall report you." Mr. Hicks laughed mockingly: "You do that and see what it gets you."
When General Belch mentioned Plymouth Hock, the Honorable Budlong Dinks sprang upon it, and congratulated himself and the festive circle he saw around him upon the inestimable boon of religious liberty which, he might say, was planted upon the rock of Plymouth, and blazed until it had marched all over the land, dispensing from its vivifying wings the healing dew of charity, like the briny tears that lave its base.
He shook her and she threatened to roll off the chair on to a divan. Mr. Budlong straightened her out and gazed at her in hopeless pity. He stared at the chaos of bundles. He seized the pack of cards from his wife's chubby fingers and ran here and there jabbing pasteboards into bundles, regardless. That is how Myra Eppley acquired an ash tray lined with cigar bands, and why old Mr.
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