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The fuel all went into a small, solidly built power house, and came out in light and heat and force for the whole square. Diantha sighed in absolute appreciation. "Fine, isn't it?" said Mr. Porne. "How do you like the architecture?" asked Mrs. Porne. "What do you think of my investment?" said Mrs. Weatherstone. Diantha stopped in her tracks and looked from one to the other of them. "Fact.
"I never thought she cared anything much for Diantha," she told Persis who had dropped in several times during the day to see how matters were progressing. "But I must say, I did her an injustice. She's been pretty nearly crazy all day. She looks like a ghost." "Well, she's Diantha's mother when all's said and done," Persis responded. Happiness makes for tolerance.
"Seems to me sometimes as if I couldn't tell sometimes what part I like least!" she answered. Then with sudden heat "O my Child! Don't you marry till Ross can afford at least one girl for you!" Diantha put her small, strong hands behind her head and leaned back in her chair. "We'll have to wait some time for that I fancy," she said. "But, Mother, there is one part you like keeping accounts!
And now s'pose both of you come home with me for supper. I'll telephone Diantha's folks where she is, so they won't worry." "I think I think that'll be awfully nice, don't you, Thad?" said Diantha. And the loser in the unequal contest surrendered without a blow as he answered, "Just as you say." Persis had not overestimated her persuasive powers.
Madam Weatherstone marched into the room. Ilda, with a little cry, fled out of it to Diantha. There was a jump, a scramble, two knuckly hands appeared, a long leg was put through the transom, two legs wildly wriggling, a descending body, and there stood before them, flushed, dishevelled, his coat up to his ears Mat Weatherstone.
"Plague take them autymobiles!" snarled Phineas through set teeth, as he sawed at the reins. "I ax yer pardon, I'm sure, Dianthy," he added shamefacedly, when the mare had dropped to a position more nearly normal; "but I hain't no use fur them 'ere contraptions!" Diantha frowned. She was frightened and because she was frightened she was angry.
"I think Thad dresses beautifully himself," Diantha purred on. "When you're little you can't see but what men's clothes are all alike. Isn't that funny? Now, Thad's neckties " There was a heavy step upon the porch, and Persis was spared further harrowing details. "Oh, it's the doctor," Diantha cried, with a sigh for her interrupted confidences. "Is anybody sick?"
I shall miss you Diantha!" "Don't, Mother!" sobbed the girl. "Its natural for the young to go. We expect it in time. But you are so young yet and well, I had hoped the teaching would satisfy you till Ross was ready." Diantha sat up straight. "Mother! can't you see Ross'll never be ready! Look at that family! And the way they live! And those mortgages!
"I'm going to ask you to excuse me, and go and lie down for a little. I do believe she'll listen to you more than to anybody." The mother retired, feeling sure that the good man who had known her daughter for over fifteen years would have a restraining influence now; and Diantha braced herself for the attack.
Whether by intention or inadvertence, he was followed from the auction room by the Princess Sofia and Lady Diantha Mainwaring; and just outside the entrance he found Prince Victor waiting with all the air of a gentleman impatient for a cab to happen along and pick him up out of the drizzle.
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