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His unexpected good fortune, the freedom from hated cares, and chance to work out his mighty theories on the faithful guinea-pig, ought to have filled his soul with joy; but Diantha's cruel obstinacy had embittered his cup of joy. He could not break with her; she had not refused him, and it was difficult in cold blood to refuse her.
When he returned he looked thin and worried. He started nervously at trivial noises, and his eyes showed a furtive restlessness that quickly caused remark. "Why, Phineas, you don't look well!" Diantha exclaimed when she saw him. "Well? Oh, I'm well." "An' did you buy it that autymobile?" "I did." Phineas's voice was triumphant. Diantha's eyes sparkled. "Where is it?" she demanded.
It took an effort to stifle a frenzied appeal to be left to herself. This was far from Mrs. West's thoughts. She creaked into the little room, her ample proportions making it seem more cramped and small than ever, and patted Annabel's shoulder. "Oh, come now, Mis' Sinclair, I know just how you feel." Never was boast vainer. "But Diantha's going to come through this all right.
The weeping Diantha was sobbing less violently. Persis was sure she was giving close attention. Possibly Thad was impressed by the same view of the case, for he spoke with the aggressive confidence of one who feels that his cause is imperiled. "Church wedding! Makes me laugh to think what Diantha's mother would say to that." "Well, if they won't give Diantha a wedding next year, I will.
He brought his doctor friends to sample the lunch, and they tested the value of Diantha's invalid cookery, and were more than pleased. Hungry tourists were wholly without prejudice, and prized her lunches for their own sake.
Diantha's group of day workers had their early breakfast and departed, taking each her neat lunch-pail, they ate nothing of their employers; and both kitchen and dining room would have stood idle till supper time.
In short, Diantha's conjectures had been entirely second-hand, and not even meant to be taken seriously. And yet the suggestion had fastened firm hold upon the imagination of the Princess Sofia. If it were true ... what an adventure! There was unaccustomed light of daring in the eyes of the princess, unwonted colour tinted her cheeks.
"I wish to say," said that much beaded lady in a loud voice, "that I was against this unfortunate experiment from the first. And I trust it will never be repeated!" She sat down. Two tight little dimples flickered for an instant about the corners of Diantha's mouth. "Madam Weatherstone?" said the President, placatingly. Madam Weatherstone arose, rather sulkily, and looked about her.
Let me tell you about it. I can see that you have plans ahead, for this business; but it can't hurt you much to put them off six months, say. Meantime, you could be practicing. Our place at Santa Ulrica is almost as big as this one; there are lots of servants and a great, weary maze of accounts to be kept, and it wouldn't be bad practice for you now, would it?" Diantha's troubled eyes lit up.
For she had not forgotten her promise to Diantha Sinclair, and Diantha's wedding-day was approaching, simultaneously with her eighteenth birthday. Backed up by Persis, Diantha had declared her intentions and put in a plea for a church wedding. And when her mother stormed and threatened, Diantha made her defiance. "Oh, very well, mama. Only I'm going to be married in church.
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