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Updated: June 18, 2025
Altogether there was something about the room, and about the ugly little house as well, that Janice Day realized she did not have at home. She had had it once; but it was not present now in the Day house. In the Carringford dwelling the magic wand of a true homemaker had touched it all. The two girls chatted for almost an hour. It was mostly about school matters and their friends and the teachers.
I do think Amy and Gummy and the little ones are awfully nice not to make any more objection than they do to your being up here." "Oh, they quarrel enough with me about it at times," laughed Mrs. Carringford. "But I tell them if it was not here, it would have to be somewhere else. I have got to work, my dear. I can see that plainly.
In fact, I didn't like your cousin. What's the use? All Virginia knows that Randolph Carringford is a black sheep that no decent man or woman will acknowledge him for a friend. Wonder what Joshua Kinkaid meant, anyhow, by ringing him in. But are the lands worth as much as it was believed, Jack?"
Harriman himself to wait on her, and when Gummy was out of ear-shot she began to confide in the proprietor. "Do you see that boy who is with me, Mr. Harriman?" she asked. "Oh, yes. I've seen him before I guess. One of your neighbors?" "He goes to our school. And he is a very nice boy." "What's his name?" "His name is 'G. Carringford'," Janice told demurely. "Oh! 'G?" queried Mr. Harriman.
"I've got to hurry back to the store and get more salt for the Jones's now. I guess Mr. Harriman will be mad." "Oh, no he won't. I'll call him up on the telephone and tell him to put this sack on my account. He won't scold you, I am sure," said Mr. Day. In fact, everybody who heard about the matter praised Gummy Carringford.
Carringford, you will have one of the best lawyers in the State to tell you what to do when the times comes. Of course, if the matter comes to court, you will have to go into court and meet them. But don't worry till that time comes. That is my advice." "Then they can't take our home away from us?" cried Amy joyfully." "Hold on!" advised Daddy. "I do not say that.
The street was deserted, the stillness lonesome. She swallowed hard. She knew where the little girl named Emily Carringford lived, for she had pointed out the house that first evening as they ran past in play, so Alexina slowly crossed the street, hoping Emily might be at her gate. But first, as she went along, came a wide brick cottage, sitting high above a basement, a porch across the front.
Jawkins had placed together with delicate discrimination. Mrs. Carey gave a little shrug at perceiving that she, too, was put in the same neighborhood. Lord Carringford and the Duchess seemed to be getting along uncommonly well together.
"Is that all?" "Well, you know, it isn't his fault if he has dreadful name," she said. "And it doesn't really hurt him. He can work just as hard and he wants work." "I thought you said he went to school?" "After school and on Saturdays," she explained. "He doesn't know you, Mr. Harriman, so I suppose he is bashful about speaking to you. But you know him now, because I introduced G. Carringford.
She herself sometimes ran barefooted around the house and yard, though she was growing too big for that now, and she did not blame the little Carringfords for wanting to do so. At any rate, she was very, very grateful to Mrs. Carringford for stepping into the breach at this time and helping them and grateful to Amy and Gummy, as well.
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