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Two or three men of the party were clean-cut and attractive fellows. Despite the fact that their cottage had been so recently opened for the season, the Perritons had already assembled a considerable house party. "Louise, I wish to talk to you," at last said Mrs. Conroth grimly. "True," sighed her niece. "And how extremely exact you always are in your use of the language, auntie.
I. Tapp has other matrimonial plans for Lawford." "What?" gasped the horrified Mrs. Conroth. "He does not approve of you?" "Too true, auntie. I have driven poor Lawford to work in a candy factory." "That that upstart!" exploded the lady. But she did not refer to Lawford. It was evident that Aunt Euphemia saw nothing but the threat of storm clouds for her niece in the offing.
A little thing like your having a lover slipped your mind, I suppose?" demanded her father. "And a young man of most excellent character," put in the surprising Mrs. Conroth. "Perhaps his family is not all that might be desired; but I. Tapp is e-nor-mously wealthy and I understand he will settle a good income upon Ford.
"What will our friends think of you?" demanded Mrs. Conroth. "I am horrified to have them know you ever remained overnight in such a place. There are the Perritons. They were on the train with me coming down from Boston. They are opening their house here at what they call The Beaches one of the most exclusive colonies on the coast, I understand.
Just as we are getting in with the Perritons. And their guest, Mrs. Conroth, was really very nice to mother this morning on the beach. She has the open sesame to all the society there is on this side of the Atlantic. It's really a wonderful chance for us, Ford." "And he's bound to spoil it all!" Mrs. Tapp sobbed into an expensive bit of lace. "You might be a good sport, Fordy, dear," urged Prue.
"Haven't you heard? Did you not get a letter?" demanded Mrs. Conroth. But she kept a suspicious eye on the captain. "From daddy-prof?" exclaimed Louise, jumping up. "Yes. Mailed at Gibraltar. Nothing has happened to that vessel he is on. That was all a ridiculous story. But there is something else, Louise." "Sit down, ma'am," Cap'n Amazon was saying politely. "Do sit down, ma'am."
Louise agreed about the "bone" she had given her Aunt Euphemia a hard one to gnaw on. The girl followed Mrs. Conroth to the automobile and helped her in. Cap'n Amazon came to the store door as politely as though he were seeing an honored guest over the ship's side. "Ask your A'nt 'Phemie to come again. Too bad she ain't satisfied to jine us here. Plenty o' cabin room.
Breathlessly and, almost fearfully she read it to the end the very story of the murdered albatross and the sailors' superstitious belief in the bird's bad influence, as she had heard Cap'n Amazon relate it to Aunt Euphemia Conroth. She laid down the book at last in amazement and confusion. There was no doubt now of Cap'n Amazon's mendacity.
"I am her father's own sister," cried the lady in desperation. "Oh, yes! I see!" murmured Cap'n Amazon. "Then you must be her A'nt 'Phemie. I've heard Louise speak of you. Tubbesure!" "I am Mrs. Conroth," said Mrs. Euphemia Conroth haughtily. "Happy to make your acquaintance," said Cap'n Amazon, bobbing his head and putting forth his big hand. Mrs.
His silence and his calmness affected Mrs. Conroth and Betty Gallup much as the store idlers had been affected when they tried to bait him their exasperation increased. It was a situation that, at another time, would have vastly amused Louise. But it was really a serious matter. Mrs. Conroth was quite as excited as Betty.
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