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Mabel's answer was direct. "You want me to say that I do not believe this tale of Mr. Chilton's early errors; to brand it as a mistake or fabrication. You insinuate that, in reserving my sentence until I shall have heard both sides of it, I show myself unworthy of the love of a true man; betray of what mean stuff my affection is made. I suppose blind faith is sublime!
"Why, yes, dear; I hope so," blushed Pollyanna. "I hope it will make you GLAD, a little, for me, you know. Of course Jimmy will tell you himself all properly some day. But I wanted to tell you first." "Jimmy!" Mrs. Chilton's face changed perceptibly. "Yes, when when he he asks you for me," stammered Pollyanna, with a radiant flood of color. "Oh, I I'm so happy, I HAD to tell you!"
Besides, they're our friends. It would be like having our friends come to see us; only they'd be PAYING guests, so meanwhile we'd be earning money money that we NEED, auntie, money that we need," she emphasized significantly. A spasm of hurt pride crossed Polly Chilton's face. With a low moan she fell back in her chair. "But how could you do it?" she asked at last, faintly.
She was thinking that she would not have believed it possible that any one could have changed and aged so greatly in six short months. Mrs. Chilton's eyes were lusterless, her cheeks pallid and shrunken, and her forehead crossed and recrossed by fretful lines.
Winston heard her story, from the not very coherent preamble, to the warm and unqualified endorsement of Frederic Chilton's credentials, and her moved mention of the mutual attachment of the youthful pair, and never changed his attitude, or manifested any inclination to stay the narration by question or comment. When she ceased speaking, his physiognomy denoted no emotion whatever.
For a week, therefore, little was talked of but tents, food supplies, cameras, and fishing tackle, and little was done that was not a preparation in some way for the trip. "And let's make it the real thing," proposed Jimmy, eagerly, " yes, even to Mrs. Chilton's bugs and spiders," he added, with a merry smile straight into that lady's severely disapproving eyes.
I know he is your nephew, and that it is one af the Medo-Persian laws of Ridgeley that the king can do no wrong; but I would sooner believe that Winston Aylett invented the slander throughout, than question Fred Chilton's integrity. There is foul play somewhere, as you will discover in time or out of it!"
There was still, however, a chance that something favorable might turn up, and, as I had no notion of throwing that chance away, I carelessly replied that we had reason to believe Chilton's story was a malicious fabrication, and that we should of course throw on them the onus of judicial proof that Gosford was still alive when the late earl's marriage was solemnized.
Aylett could judge, her views coincided exactly with his own. Mr. Chilton's letters and presents should be returned to him at an early day, and thus should be finished the closing chapter of a volume which ought never to have been begun. All this done to his mind, he set the door of his room ajar, and watched for Mabel's passage to hers. He had not to wait long.
"The pity of it! to think of that happening to Pollyanna!" exclaimed the young man, in a voice that was not quite steady. "Yes; and you can see all is not right by the way they are coming to-day so quietly, with not a word to anybody. That was Polly Chilton's doings, I'll warrant. She didn't WANT to be met by anybody. I understand she wrote to no one but her Old Tom's wife, Mrs.
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