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It made me sick to go to it without you. I expect you're having good times in California, and I'm glad of that. Write soon to "Now, of the two, Midge, yours is the much better letter. Don't ever try to copy Gladys's style, will you?" "No; I'm glad you like mine best. You see, I write without thinking about anything except not to spill the ink." "A very good plan. Stick to it all your life.
And yet, as I said this, Gladys's conduct seemed to me perfectly inexplicable. It was just possible that Max's statement, after all, might be correct, that she did not love him well enough to marry him: and this would account for her nervousness and constraint in his presence: a sensitive girl like Gladys would never be at her ease under such circumstances.
This and a dozen more incidents of a similar nature made Hinpoha despair of ever gaining the good will of her aunt. Thus the autumn wore away to winter and as yet the Desert of Waiting had borne nothing but thorns. Gladys's progress through school was like the advance of a conquering hero. Although she had just entered this fall she was already one of the most popular girls in school.
If Nyoda were only there! "Now you'll have to telegraph your father," said Chapa. Gladys's face was drawn with distress. "Mother would be frightened to death if she knew about it," she said. "I don't believe I'll tell her yet. I'll wait until I hear from Nyoda." "How will we get word to Nyoda?" asked Hinpoha. "Ft. Wayne," answered Gladys.
I felt that I longed to ask his pardon too; and yet the fault had been Gladys's more than mine; but I knew she had talked enough, so I kissed her, and begged her to lie down and compose herself while I got the tea ready. We did not see Mr. Hamilton again that night. Gladys and I sat by the open window, talking by snatches or relapsing into silence.
"Come in, mother," called Sahwah; "you might as well join the group too, we have one guest. This is Mrs. Evans, Gladys's mother," she said, when her mother appeared after hastily brushing back her hair and putting on a white apron. The two women held out their hands in formal greeting, and then changed their minds and fell on each other's necks. "Why, Molly Richards!" exclaimed Mrs. Evans.
I sometimes fear at least, the terrible thought has crossed my mind, and I know Hamilton has had it too that in his despair he might have made away with himself. 'Oh, Max, this is too horrible! And I shuddered as I thought of the beautiful young face so like Gladys's, with its bright frank look that seemed to appeal to one's heart.
Both Gladys and Wollaston looked cowed. They kept glancing at each other and at Maria. Maria sat next Gladys, Wollaston on Gladys's other side. Gladys nudged Wollaston, and whispered to him. "We've jest got to stick close to her," she whispered, in an alarmed cadence. The boy nodded. Then they both glanced again at Maria, who seemed quite oblivious of their attention.
"Oh," said Migwan in a disappointed tone, laying the dress down. "What did you want with it?" asked her mother. "Why, I thought if it was just a dress," replied Migwan, "I could make it over to wear to Gladys's party, but of course if it is your wedding dress you wouldn't care to have it changed." "I don't see why not," said Mrs. Gardiner. "It's no good as it is.
"Pretty tough to be dead broke, aint it, lady?" asked a grimy urchin, who had been an interested witness of Gladys's discomfiture. "Worse to be alive and broke," jeered another one. Gladys's face was crimson with heat and embarrassment. She turned and walked rapidly away from the place, followed by Hinpoha. "You'll have to wire home for money now," said Hinpoha.
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