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I wished to prevent Eeny or any of the servants from disturbing her by suddenly entering. About an hour after, the door opened, and she came out and went slowly upstairs. I caught a glimpse of her face as she passed, and it had turned to the pallor of death. I heard her enter the room and lock the door, and I believe I sat and cried all the morning. She did not come down all day.
But the magic password to admit us to this unknown world of Greek and Roman prosody was after all the word Quantity. If a few of us were bold enough to ask the main difference between this Roman system of versification and the system which governed modern English poetry even such rude playground verse as "Eeny, meeny, miny, mo, Catch a nigger by the toe"
She'll behave herself for a while when she comes home, I dare say, before you and papa; but it won't be for long." Grace came in, and Kate drew Eeny away to show her over the house. It was quite a tour. Danton Hall was no joke to go over.
The business of the day went on in the house, doors opened and shut, Grace and Eeny came in and went away again, Doctor Frank came up to see Agnes Darling, who was nearly well; and in the study, Reginald Stanford was hearing the story of Miss Danton's midnight stroll. "You must have heard it sooner or later," Captain Danton said, "between this and next June. As well now as any other time."
That we often played soldiers goes without saying, but we played "hares" more often, a game in which the counting was done by means of senseless words like the American "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe." Sometimes we would play war, with the names of the belligerents borrowed from the Old Testament, and once in a while we would have a real "war" with the boys of the next street
Grace watched him, wonderingly; Rose watched him furtively, and Kate's morning appetite was effectually taken away. The meal ended, the family dispersed. The Captain went to his study, Sir Ronald mounted and rode off, Grace went away to attend to her housekeeping affairs, Eeny to her studies, and Rose hurried up to her room. The lovers were left alone. Kate took her embroidery. Mr.
Rose was disgusted, and retreated to a corner with a book, and sulked. Grace, Kate, and Eeny, who all saw through the little game, were exceedingly amused. "I told you it was of no use, Rose," said Kate, in a whisper, pausing at the corner. "Do you always read with the book upside down? Sir Ronald is made of flint, where pretty girls are concerned. You won't be 'my lady' this time."
"Sir Ronald Keith!" she cried, intense surprise in every line of her face; "why, who would have thought of seeing you in Canada?" She held out her hand frankly, but there was a marked air of restraint in Sir Ronald's manner as he touched it and dropped it again. "I thought it would be an astonisher," said her father; "how are Grace and Eeny?" "Very well." "And Rose? Has Rose got home?"
The drunken ruffians shrunk away discomfited, and Eeny held out both her hands to their hero. "Oh, Doctor Danton! What should we have done without you?" "I don't know," said the Doctor. "You would have been in a very disagreeable predicament, I am afraid. It is hardly safe for young ladies to venture so far from the village unattended, while these drunken soldiers are quartered here."
Grace stooped down and kissed the delicate, thoughtful young face. "My dear little Eeny, papa is not going away." "Isn't he? How do you know?" "That is a secret," laughing and colouring. "If you won't mention it, I will tell you." "I won't. What is it?" Grace stooped and whispered, her falling hair hiding her face. Eeny sprang up and clasped her hands. "Oh, Grace!" "Are you sorry, Eeny?"
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