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"I know that," said Olive, "and he was better than an empty chair. I hate sitting by empty chairs." "Olive," exclaimed Mrs. Easterfield with vivacity, "you ought to remember that young man!" "Remember him?" the girl ejaculated. "Certainly," said Mrs. Easterfield. "After what you told me about him, I expected you would recognize him the moment you saw him.
Easterfield did not appear. For a time he was very particularly engaged in the garden. Mr. Fox grew very much irritated. "I tell you, my dear," said he, "every one who comes here makes this place more stupid and dull. I can't see exactly any reason for it, but these lovers are at the bottom of it. I hate lovers." "You should be very glad, my dear," replied Mrs.
It was, in fact, the day before Olive's return to the toll-gate that Mr. Easterfield walked in upon them as they were sitting at work in Mrs. Easterfield's room. He had been unexpectedly summoned to the city three days before, and had gone with no explanation to his wife. She did not think much about it, as he was accustomed to going and coming in a somewhat erratic manner.
Easterfield commended her; without a mother; now more than ever without a father; her only near relative about to marry a woman who was certainly a most undesirable connection; Olive was surely right in wishing to settle in life. And, if piqued and affronted by her father's intended marriage, she wished immediately to declare her independence, the girl could not be blamed.
The other young men were guests at Broadstone, but if he came there every day as he had been doing, and as he wanted to do, it might be thought that he was taking advantage of Mrs. Easterfield's kindness. At that moment he heard the rustle of skirts, and, glancing up, saw Mrs. Easterfield, who was looking for him. Mrs.
Easterfield was not a woman to wait for things to happen in their own good time. If possible, she liked to hurry them up. In this Olive and Hemphill affair there was really nothing to wait for; if she left them to themselves there would be no happenings.
It concerned Miss Asher and one of the young men, but which one she could not decide. In any case it troubled Mrs. Easterfield, and that was interesting. Claude Locker seemed to be a changed man; he no longer made jokes or performed absurdities. He had become wonderfully vigilant, and seemed to be one who continually bided his time.
Easterfield. "He is afraid to tell me that the optimistic speculations with which he tried to soothe my mind arose entirely from his own imagination. The whole thing is exactly what I expected, and he hasn't the courage to come and say so. Now, really, don't you think this is the state of the case, and that if he had anything but the worst news to bring me he would have been here long ago?" Mrs.
When Mrs. Easterfield heard all that Olive had to tell her about Maria Port, her heart went out to that brave man who kept the toll-gate.
What a double-dyed ass am I!" And with this he rushed out to the tennis ground; Mrs. Easterfield did not play. Before Mrs. Easterfield returned to the house she stood for a moment and looked at the tennis players. "Olive and three young men," she said to herself; "that will do very well." A little before luncheon Claude Locker became very uneasy, and even agitated.
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