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Strout was delighted at receiving a call from Miss Maude Sawyer and the Governor's wife. Quincy wished to have a talk with 'Zekiel about Uncle Ike, so he walked over to the old Putnam house. He had asked his wife to accompany him, but she declined. "That house gives me the shivers," she had said. "I never can forget the ordeal I went through the day that Aunt Heppy died.
But the cart had started, and when my aunt looked back, I was flourishing this "heppy" to see the wind fill it. I returned to the room, restored the article to the chest quite snugly, leaving one corner hanging out and that I stuffed in afterwards and jumped upon the cover of the trunk so that it shut.
"Can't you show me?" asked Miss Dorothy with whimsical anxiety in her tones. Marian laughed; she knew that Miss Dorothy was only pretending to be afraid of Heppy, and the pretense made her seem more like a little girl. "Of course I can show you up," she made answer. "Grandma didn't expect you till the late train and she had to go to her missionary society; she's president of the board, you see."
"I am going to buy the tickets this morning, Alice we must have seats in a parlour car. How shall we go to Cottonton or Eastborough Centre?" "To Eastborough surely," said Alice. "We will drive over the old road. Do you remember the day that you took me to see Aunt Heppy Putnam after her husband died?"
She must be a very bright child; Miss Dorothy says she is. There! I hear Heppy clattering the milk-pan; it is time to see about your supper." So saying, Marian put down the two cats and started for the house, her pets following at her heels, knowing the sound of a milk-pan as well as she. Companions
There were buckwheat cakes for breakfast, too, and Heppy beckoned Marian to the kitchen afterward. A row of mince pies stood on the table, and at the end of the row was a little scalloped one, "for you," said Heppy. There was a pair of queerly shaped figures, too, among the ginger-snaps. Heppy gave a funny chuckle as she picked them out. "I guess nobody'd know what they're intended for," she said.
Even Heppy is just like a bear sometimes, but she has the most kind thinkings when you get at them." It was hard to leave the beautiful tree, but even that was not so great and splendid a thing as this home-coming of Marian's father, and when the churchgoers had all gone by, the two went up street together, hand in hand. At the door of the brick house they paused.
"I don't suppose Dippy and Tippy will get the whooping-cough if I play with them," she remarked to Heppy, feeling that if these playmates failed her she would be desolate indeed. Heppy laughed. "They're not likely to," she said, "though I have known plenty of cats to have coughs, and I have known of their having pneumony, but I guess you can risk it."
"Oh, you mean Heppy. She is rather cross sometimes. She was not very polite not to ask you in, but she is in a bad humor to-day; there were two peddlers here this morning and she can't bear peddlers." "She thought I was one, and that was why she was so grouchy, I see." "I will go and ask her to show you to your room," returned Marian; "it is all ready."
I guess I can get a meal for four just as easy as for three and I don't need your help neither." At this Marian was fain to depart, seeing that Heppy was in one of her worst moods, when everything was a grievance.
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