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While he was engaged in these speculations the door opened. "Heah's Miss Sally, Marse Ho'ace," said Sam. "Good morning, Sally," said Mr. Bentley, rising from the table with his customary courtesy, "I'm glad you came in. Let me introduce Mr. Hodder, of St. John's." Miss Grover had capability written all over her.
The door-bell rang. Holder found himself sitting erect, rigidly attentive, listening to the muffled sound of a woman's voice in the entry. A few moments later came a knock at the library door, and Sam entered. The old darky was plainly frightened. "It's Miss Kate, Marse Ho'ace, who you bin tryin' to fin'," he stammered.
She is going to do embroidery." "Why, Sally will know of a room," Mr. Bentley replied. "Sam!" he called. "Yessah yes, Mistah Ho'ace." Sam appeared at the door. "Ask Miss Sally to come down, if she's not busy."
"No, sah," said Sam, bowing and smiling benignantly, "but he done tole me to say, when you and Miss Alison come, hit was to make no diffunce, dat you bofe was to have supper heah. And I'se done cooked it yassah. Will you kindly step into the liba'y, suh, and Miss Alison? Dar was a lady 'crost de city, Marse Ho'ace said yassah."
"No, sah," said Sam, bowing and smiling benignantly, "but he done tole me to say, when you and Miss Alison come, hit was to make no diffunce, dat you bofe was to have supper heah. And I'se done cooked it yassah. Will you kindly step into the liba'y, suh, and Miss Alison? Dar was a lady 'crost de city, Marse Ho'ace said yassah."
She is going to do embroidery." "Why, Sally will know of a room," Mr. Bentley replied. "Sam!" he called. "Yessah yes, Mistah Ho'ace." Sam appeared at the door. "Ask Miss Sally to come down, if she's not busy."
"No, sah," said Sam, bowing and smiling benignantly, "but he done tole me to say, when you and Miss Alison come, hit was to make no diffunce, dat you bofe was to have supper heah. And I'se done cooked it yassah. Will you kindly step into the liba'y, suh, and Miss Alison? Dar was a lady 'crost de city, Marse Ho'ace said yassah."
The door-bell rang. Holder found himself sitting erect, rigidly attentive, listening to the muffled sound of a woman's voice in the entry. A few moments later came a knock at the library door, and Sam entered. The old darky was plainly frightened. "It's Miss Kate, Marse Ho'ace, who you bin tryin' to fin'," he stammered.
While he was engaged in these speculations the door opened. "Heah's Miss Sally, Marse Ho'ace," said Sam. "Good morning, Sally," said Mr. Bentley, rising from the table with his customary courtesy, "I'm glad you came in. Let me introduce Mr. Hodder, of St. John's." Miss Grover had capability written all over her.
Bentley, "I have brought home a gentleman for supper." "Yassah, Misteh Ho'ace. I was jest agwine to open up de blin's." He lifted the wire screens and flung back the shutters, beamed on the rector as he relieved him of his hat, and noiselessly retired.
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