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"That shows who you dress for!" he cried. "You dress for me; Ina, aren't you jealous? Lulu dresses for me!" Ina had come in with Di, and both were excited, and Ina's head was moving stiffly, as in all her indignations. Mrs. Bett had thought better of it and had given her presence. Already Monona was singing. "Lulu," said Dwight, "really? Can't you run up and slip on another dress?"
There is no reason in the world why a dressmaker, if she is as rich as a Vanderbilt, should make Ina's wedding-clothes for nothing, and she won't." "Well, I suppose you are right, Anna, but what is to be done? How about Miss Sargent? She was very good." "Miss Sargent, Amy dear!" "Do we own her much, Anna?" "Owe her much? We owe her everything!" "Madame Rogers?" "Madame Rogers!
He died in the last year, after having been Bishop of Sherborne for a little while. I missed him sorely, as did every man who knew him. I do not think that if one searched all England through there could have been found a more noble looking group than that at Ina's high table.
They occupied adjoining ones. Charlotte slept in a small room out of the larger one which was Ina's. Charlotte came in from her room brushing out her hair, and Ina was reading her letter. She looked up with a blushing confusion and crumpled the paper involuntarily. "Oh, you needn't start so," said Charlotte. "I know whom the letter is from. It's that old Major Arms." "He is not old.
I'll die I'll die, Aunt Lulu." Ina's voice sounded in the kitchen. "What are you two whispering about? I declare, mamma's hurt, Di, at the way you're acting...." "Let's go out on the porch," said Lulu, and when Di would have escaped, Ina drew her with them, and handled the situation in the only way that she knew how to handle it, by complaining: Well, but what in this world....
Then said the steward to me as we looked at one another: "This is the best day for us all that has been since the prince who has come back left us. There will be joy through all Cornwall." But I knew that what I dreaded had come to pass, and that from henceforth the way of the prince of Cornwall and of the house-carle captain of Ina's court must lie apart, and I had no answer for him.
I " She paused, seemed to grope for words, stopped, and suddenly a bewildered look came into her face. Her eyes dilated. She gave a sharp gasp. Tudor caught her as she fell. The bride and bridegroom departed amid a storm of rice and good wishes, Ina's face still wearing that slightly contemptuous smile to the last.
She spoke as if he were about the age of Monona. Ninian refused, insisted on his refusal. A few years more, and human relationships would have spread sanity even to Ina's estate and she would have told him why he should exchange chairs. As it was she forbore, and kept glancing anxiously at the over-burdened little beast beneath him. The child Monona entered the room.
Bett and Lulu and Cornish and Monona supped alone. All were at ease, now that they were alone. Especially Mrs. Bett was at ease. It became one of her young nights, her alive and lucid nights. She was there. She sat in Dwight's chair and Lulu sat in Ina's chair. Lulu had picked flowers for the table a task coveted by her but usually performed by Ina.
The music goes before, the folk fall in two and two, singing. They sing everything, America, the Marseillaise, for the sake of the French shepherds hereabout, the hymn of Cuba, and the Chilian national air to comfort two families of that land. The flag goes to Dona Ina's, with the candlesticks and the altar cloths, then Las Uvas eats tamales and dances the sun up the slope of Pine Mountain.
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