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Updated: June 6, 2025
Isn't it just the combination of reactionary old fogies you might expect to get together... though I didn't know Alys ever took her little girl out to dinner-parties, and Emelene must be perfectly crazy over that cat to take her here. Cats make George's flesh creep. Don't you remember, at the Sunday School Bazaar."
Yes, she was awake, all right! "Oh, Marie, will you please get Hanna a saucer of milk?" said Cousin Emelene now, seeing the maid's round eyes glaring startled from the dining-room door. "And just warm it a little bit, don't scald it. She won't touch it if there's the least bit of a scum on it. Just take that ice-box chill off. Here, I'll go with you this time.
"No, no, Miss Emelene, never better. As a matter of fact, it's a piece of political business that has prompted me to " At that Mrs. Smith jangled her bracelets, leaning forward on her knees.
It shall be like that, when we get rid of Alys and her horrible little girl, and Cousin Emelene and her unspeakable cat. It shall be our world; and no troubles or cares or worries shall ever get in there!"
As they stepped up on the porch, softly lighted by a frosted bulb in its ceiling, Cousin Emelene, her cat under her arm, came out of the front door and hurried past them, without speech. "Why, Cousin Emelene!" George called after her. She paused and half turned. "You you " she half choked upon expletives that would not come forth. "The man will come for my trunks in the morning."
He cut her short with a gesture of command, and applying his lips to her ear so that he would not be heard inside the house, he said, "You think all you see is Emelene and Alys taking dinner en famille with the Remingtons. Eyes that see not!
Evans rose to his six-feet-in-his-stockings and extended them each a hand, Miss Emelene drawing the left. Mrs. Smith threw up a dainty gesture, black lace ruffles falling back from arms all the whiter because of them. "Well, Penny Evans!" "None other, Mrs. Smith, than the villain himself." "Be seated, Penfield." "Thanks, Miss Emelene."
"P'pa always said," Emelene quoted, "that if a woman looked about for a man to advise her, she'd find him! And as I sit here now, in this lovely home, I think isn't it sweeter and wiser and better this way? For a while, because I was a hot-headed, rebellious girl! I couldn't see that he was right. I had had a disappointment, you know," she went on, her kind, mild eyes watering.
Evans sat down again suddenly, Miss Emelene with him, and leaning violently forward, thrust his eager, sun-tanned face between the two women. "Well, then, ladies, here's your chance to prove it! That's what brings me today. As two of the self-respecting, idealistic and womanly women of this community, I have come to urge you both to " "Oh, Mr. Evans!" "Penfield, you are the flatterer!"
"They showed these right opposite your windows?" she questioned. "Yes," he returned. "Our friend Mrs. Herrington did it herself. It was the first course of our dinner. If you think that's good taste " "I would expect it of her," said Alys Brewster-Smith. "But it makes it so easy for George," Emelene repeated. "They'll know now what sort of a man he is.
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