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Easterfield quickly; "why now more than any previous time?" Olive did not immediately answer, but presently she said: "I am not going back to my uncle. There was a woman here just now I don't know whether she was sent or not who informed me that he did not expect me to return to his house. When my mother was living we were great companions for each other, but now you see I am left entirely alone.
Just before luncheon, at the time when Claude Locker might have been urging his suit had he been less kind-hearted and generous, Olive found an opportunity to say a few words to Mrs. Easterfield. "A capital idea has come into my head," she said. "What do you think of holding a competitive examination among these young men?" "More stuff, and more nonsense!" ejaculated Mrs. Easterfield.
If I can help it I never get in until the beginning of the play." He bowed parenthetically as Mrs. Easterfield introduced him to the company; and, as she looked at him, Olive forgot for a moment her uncle and his visitor. "Don't send for soup, I beg of you," said Mr. Locker, as he took his seat. "I regard it as a rare privilege to begin with the inside cut of beef." Mr.
"I felt like patting him on the head," Olive answered, "but instead of doing that I shook his hand just as warmly as I could, and told him I should not forget his consideration and good feeling." Mrs. Easterfield sighed. "You have joined him fast to your car," she said, "and yet, even if there were no one else, he would be impossible." "Why so?" asked Olive quickly.
Easterfield looked very serious. "I would not give up," she said, "until I saw Mr. Lancaster and heard what he has to say." "That would not suit me," said Olive. "I have waited and waited just as long as I can.
I have an opinion of Hemphill, and a very good one. He is a first-class young man, a rising one with prospects, and, more than that, I think he is the best-looking of the lot." "Tom," said Mrs. Easterfield, "do you suppose I sent for you to talk such nonsense as that?
Whereupon Olive assured him that he was truly a good uncle. After the Easterfield carriage had rolled away with Olive alone on the back seat, waving her handkerchief, the captain requested Jane to take entire charge of the toll-gate for a time; and, having retired to his own room, he took from his pocket the letter he had received the day before.
"Not a single but, my dear Uncle John! I have come back to stay with you, and that is all there is about it. Mrs. Easterfield is outside in her carriage, and I must go and send her away. But don't you come out, Uncle John; I have some things to say to her, and I will let you know when she is going." As Olive sped out of the room Captain Asher turned around in his chair and looked after her.
She has been satisfied with her own opinion of me without giving me a chance to explain to her, or to tell her the truth, and now she can stay satisfied with it until somebody else sets her straight." "But this is very hard, captain," said Mr. Easterfield; "hard on you, hard on her, and hard on all of us, I may say." The captain made no answer to these words, and did not appear to hear them.
"But why do you except me?" asked Dick. "Surely she is not engaged. I know you would tell me at once if that were so." "It is not so," said Mrs. Easterfield. "Then I shall take my chances. With all this serenading and love-making going on around me and around the woman I love with all my heart. I can not stand and wait until I am told my time has come.
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