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Updated: June 27, 2025
The dowerless "sisters" who scrubbed the floors, the portioned Mesdames, with their more dignified humility, the Refectory readers, the Father Confessors, the little Enfants de Jésus, the big Enfants de Marie, who sometimes owed their blue ribbon to their birth or their money rather than to their exemplary behaviour, all had their humours, and all figured in Eileen's French couplets.
When Eileen entered, Linda smiled quizzically and then broke into an unaffected ejaculation. "Ripping!" she cried. "Why, Eileen, you're perfectly topping." Eileen's face flamed with delight. She was a challenging little figure. None of them was accustomed to her when she represented anything more substantial than curls and ruffles.
The O'Keeffes were still "the Quality"; it would be better to seek her fortunes outside Ireland and retain her prestige at home. The dual existence would give relish and variety. Eileen's mind worked so quickly that she communicated these ideas to her mother, ere that patient lady had quite realised that never more would she say, "It's your wife I am, Bagenal dear."
It had not been in Linda's heart to do more than sit quietly in the place belonging by right to her, but when she realized what was going to happen, she sent Marian one swift appealing glance, and then desperately plunged into conversation to cover Eileen's defection. "I have been told," she said, addressing the author, "that you are looking for a home in California.
"It's only a little while to dinner, and there's company tonight, so hadn't ye better wait and not spoil your appetite with piecing?" "Is there going to be anything 'jarvis'?" inquired Linda. "I'd say there is," said Katy. "John Gilman is here and two friends of Eileen's. It's a near banquet, lassie." "Then I'll wait," said Linda. "I want the keys to the garage."
There were three paramount things in Eileen's cosmos that could happen to a girl: She could have lovely clothing. Linda did not have it. She could have money and influential friends. Since Marian's going Linda had practically no friend; she was merely acquainted with almost everyone living in Lilac Valley. She could have a lover. Linda had none. But stay! Eileen's thought halted at the suggestion.
Then Linda walked down the hall, climbed the front stairs, and presented herself at Eileen's door, there to receive one of the severest shocks of her young life.
"Ah, you shrink back!" he said in tones of bitter pleasure. "I told you I lived in isolation." Eileen's humour shot forth candidly. "You'll not be isolated when you die." His bitterness passed into genial superiority. "You mean I'll go to hell. How can you believe anything so horrible?" "Why is that horrible for me to believe? For you " And she filled up the sentence with a smile.
Linda's amazement on entering the room had been worthy of note. Eileen's at the present minute was beyond description. Dumbfounded was a colorless word to describe her state of mind. "You don't mean that," she gasped in a quivering voice when at last she could speak. "I can see, Eileen, that you are taken unawares," said Linda. "I have had four long years to work up to this hour.
"Oh well, I was frightened. I only thought of getting away as far as I could from him. I shan't walk in the fields again in a hurry. If it isn't horses, it's bulls." Eileen's face kept its unbecoming gloom on the homeward way, even though she pressed very close to Terry for protection whenever they came near the feeding horses, or one of them trotted up to be petted and stroked.
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