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Eugie, you must go to bed early." "I had her out all the morning in the sun," put in Bernard, with an affectionate nod at Eugenia, "and she's such a trump she wouldn't give out." "You must learn to consider your sister," said his father testily. "Oh! I liked it, papa," declared Eugenia. "I'm well and I'm hungry." Congo brought more waffles, and she ate one with grim determination.
Upon his last visit home he had spent the greater part of his time in Kingsborough; now he rode in seldom, and invariably returned in a moody and depressed condition. "You're worth the whole bunch of them," he had said to her of other girls, "you dear old Eugie." And she had warmed and laid a faithful hand on his arm.
It was here that Juliet Galt found her, as she was passing, and, throwing back her pretty head, she laughed until the tears came. "O Eugie, Eugie, if you had six!" she gasped. Eugenia flinched slightly at her merriment. "But, Juliet, I can't trust him with a nurse. Why, you told me only the other day that your faithful old Fanny called Elizabeth an 'imp of Satan."
The sitting-room was in dusk, and, as she entered, the firelight showed the huge body of the general lying upon the hearth rug. A sound of heavy snoring filled the room. She flung herself beside him, lifting the great head upon her lap; but before she had cried out Miss Chris was at her elbow. "Hush, Eugie," she said quickly, though the girl had not spoken. "Send Sampson for Dr.
She sat quietly in the twilight until Congo brought in the lamp and a prospect of supper. Then she rose and went to join her father on the porch. "Why did you tell Mrs. Webb I would be a 'Daughter, papa?" she gaily demanded. The general took his pipe from his mouth and stared up at her. "It's a good cause, Eugie," he replied, "and she's a remarkable woman.
In a moment Miss Chris's large figure appeared in the doorway, and she handed a brimming mint julep to the general. "I don't know what Eugie can be made of," she remarked. "Amos Burr was overseer for the Carringtons before he got that place of his own, and I remember just as well as if it were yesterday old Mr.
"There's not a better man in the county," admitted the general, "or a worse farmer. Here I've let him go down hill at his own gait for more than thirty years, to be pulled up in the end by a chit of a girl. I wouldn't, if I were you, Eugie. He's old and he's slow." "Oh! I'll promise not to hurt him," returned Eugenia. "I save him a lot of hard work, and he likes it."
"Dudley tries to be good about it," replied Eugenia, "but he hates it awfully." Juliet went by, and Eugenia kept up her slow promenade until Dudley came up to dinner. Then she followed him into the house and upstairs to her room, where he turned upon her reproachfully: "I say, Eugie, I wish you'd stop this sort of thing. It isn't fair to me, you know." "How absurd, Dudley!" "But it isn't.
"When I came home my last holiday, she asked me what I learned at school, and I danced a skirt dance for her." "I always told you you spoiled Eugie to death, Tom," said Miss Chris in justification of her own responsibility. "In my day no young lady knew what a skirt dance was." "But that's what I learned at school," protested Eugenia.
Dat's right, Miss Euginny, yo' hyar's des es dry es I kin git it." When Delphy had gone, Dudley leaned down and put his arm about Eugenia as he kissed her. "All right, Eugie?" he asked cheerfully. Eugenia returned his caress with a startled pleasure, looking up at him affectionately, fascinated by the glow which hung about him.
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