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But Papa gave her time to get used to him, and she soon did so. He was very kind and nice, and did not laugh at the children and call them names as Isabel had done, but felt Stella's pulse, recommended pomatum for the scorch on Imogene's forehead, and even produced a little out of his own dressing-case.
"Yes; I want them to come to-day. I shall not be excited; don't be troubled if you were going to be," he added. "Please send to them at once." Mrs. Bowen hesitated, but after a moment left the room. She returned in half an hour with a lady who revealed even to Colville's languid regard evidences of the character which Mrs. Bowen had attributed to Imogene's mother.
"And you must stay for supper." "Yes; why not. Might as well." "And we'll pick up the girls; all of us can crowd in here somewhere." The slightest pause followed before his answer. "Certainly," he said. "We can all ride." Imogene's cabin, however, was the only one showing a light when they stopped before the pair of little houses, and only Imogene was at home.
"Well, I wanted to tell her I've failed. Work stops to-morrow. Out of money. And less than two miles to build!" Imogene's face became a picture of dismay. "Oh, no, Lee! There must be some way to go on, some place to obtain money," she cried. "None. I've tried, but have reached the end of my rope. Only twenty thousand more needed, or maybe twenty-five.
She rose from her chair, and they, both rose too from the sofa on which he had seated himself at Imogene's side. "I shall have to leave you, I'm afraid; my head aches still a little. Imogene!" She advanced toward the girl, who stood passively letting her come the whole distance. As if sensible of the rebuff expressed in this attitude, she halted a very little.
He felt a strong desire to excuse, to justify what had happened, and he went on, with a painful sense of Imogene's eyes bent in bewildered deference upon him. "I started out for a walk with Mr. Waters, but I left him after we got across the Ponte Vecchio; he went up to look at the Michelangelo bastions, and I strolled over to the Boboli Gardens where I found your young people."
Kane by wire that the body should be transferred to Imogene's residence, and the funeral held from there. Robert, who arrived the night Lester died; Berry Dodge, Imogene's husband; Mr. Midgely, and three other citizens of prominence were selected as pall-bearers. Louise and her husband came from Buffalo; Amy and her husband from Cincinnati.
Bingle, who was just then in the throes of adopting Imogene, agreed to everything that Imogene's prospective father had to say. In the meantime, Mr. Flanders had remained doggedly constant. He had surrendered, as a man will, to reason, and had set about to find the girl of his choice, determined to make his peace with her. But nowhere was she to be found. He laid aside the unfinished play.
"We'll be very glad to have you call at our little ranch when you're riding by," Ruth Gardner said, graciously. "Aside from Imogene's uncle and aunt, who live in Kennard and who've come to see us several times, we've not had a single visitor in the three months and a half we've been there, except once an old Mexican who was herding sheep near by and came to ask for matches.
And kept askin' me to have more. No, Imogene's right; Hannah'll play the game, and she'll play it quiet. As for tellin' anybody her brother's engaged, you needn't worry about that. She'll be the last one to tell." This prophecy seemed likely to prove true. The next time Thankful met Hannah the latter greeted her like a long-lost friend.
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