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It was time to ride, for the sky was dark with clouds, the air breathless, and sharp growls of thunder spoke in the distance, at every one of which Vixen made an uneasy motion of ears and head, to show what she would do when they came nearer. 'We must ride for it, Dingee, Miss Hazel said to her dark attendant.
And Dingee, if you bring me another message of any sort before I whistle for you, I will put you out of service for a month. Now go! 'Is that the way you punish unlucky servitors? said Rollo, looking much amused. She had come back to her grapes, giving them the closest attention, feeling shy and nervous and disturbed to any point; but now fun got the upper hand.
She would send Dingee to inquire! and not wait. But then if this strange man should order him back and Dingee could not be relied on to go silently. No, she could not have a scene before all these people. And a wee bit of a sigh, well kept in hand, went to the compounding of Miss Phinny's third cup. 'Womanly patience? how was hers to be grown, yet? And what did he know about it, any way?
Falkirk gravely, 'you must see that, being so ignorant of people and things in this region, you had better not make sudden expeditions without taking me into your confidence. Dingee said you rode the little black mare? 'True, sir. 'You did not like her well enough to ride her home? 'Quite well enough, sir. 'You did not do it?
This state of things lasted some time, but in the nature of things could not last for ever. There came a morning, when Mr. Falkirk was the only visitor at the Chickaree breakfast table, and just as Mr. Falkirk's coffee was poured out, Dingee announced his co-guardian.
But Dingee presently returned, more thoroughly taken aback than often befel him. 'Can't make it out, 'xactly, sir, he said, hesitating. 'Fact is, it's drefful hard work to 'member messages, sight easier made 'em up! But Missee Hazel say, Mas Rollo thought she say please 'scuse her dis afternoon. 'Pears like dat ar' headache done come back, said Dingee, in his bewilderment.
Except the tower, it was but two stories high, the front stretching along, with wide low steps running from end to end. In unmatched glee Dingee stood on the carriage way showing his teeth, on the steps, striving in vain to clear her eyes so that she might see, was Mrs. Bywank; her kindly figure, which each succeeding year had gently developed, robed in her state dress of black silk.
There had been a running fire of errands and messages between the cottage and the house on the hill, all day. Miss Kennedy was constantly finding out something more that she wanted for the evening, and Dingee went back and forth with notes to Mrs. Bywank and waterproof-covered baskets in return, till Gotham at least lost patience.
Gotham, said he, in tones of pleasant authority, 'I can't stand anybody's driving but my own to-night. Stop, if you please. You and Dingee may take a place with my man; my trap is just behind. Tell him to keep close and follow. 'Sorry to do h'anything that looks un'ansome, sir, said Gotham, swallowing his surprise with the adroitness of long practice, 'but I 'ave Miss 'Azel in charge, sir.
'No, indeed! I'll have Dingee for an outrider, and then we'll be a complete set of Brownies. You must order quick-footed horses for me, Mr. Falkirk I may be reduced to the fate of the Calmuck girls. A single dark flash was in Mr. Falkirk's glance; but he only said: 'Who is to have the first race, my dear? 'Mr. Falkirk, you should rather be anxious as to who will have the last.
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