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"I shall give Ben one of my kitties the littlest and the best!" he said, with heroic self-sacrifice. A perfect shout greeted this announcement. "Fancy Ben going round with one of those awful little things," whispered Jappy to Polly, who shook at the very thought. "Don't laugh! oh, it's dreadful to laugh at him, Jappy," she said, when she could get voice enough.
Then Polly's tears were wiped away, her hat straightened, after which she was kissed all round again by the whole family, Phronsie waiting for the last two, and then was helped again into the stage, the bags and parcels, and a box for Jappy, which, as it wouldn't go into the trunk, Joel had insisted Polly should carry in her hand, were again piled around her, and Mr.
Then came in the loudest of whispers from little Dick, "Oh, Jappy, what'll she say?" "Hush!" said one of the other boys; "do be still, Dick!" Polly sat up very straight, and whisked off the tears quickly. Up came Mr. King with an enormous bundle in his arms; and he marched up to the piano, puffing with his exertions. "Here, Polly, hold your arms," he had only strength to gasp.
"Here we are!" cried Van, jumping out almost before the carriage door was open. "Mamma; mamma," he shouted to Mrs. Whitney in the doorway, "the Peppers are coming, and the little brown house too! everything and everybody!" "They are!" said Percy, as wild as his brother; "and everything's just splendid! Jappy said so."
"Now we're all right," exclaimed Ben, "and I tell you we can make the tree look perfectly splendid, Polly Pepper!" "And I'll tell you another thing, Ben," Polly said, "oh! something elegant! You must get ever so many hickory nuts; and you know those bits of bright paper I've got in the bureau drawer? Well, we can paste them on to the nuts and hang 'em on for the balls Jappy tells of."
In a scientific clash with the gloves he would soon find out what a miserable duffer I was. "And Jappy, here, is no slouch. He's as shifty as the dickens." "The shiftier the better," said I, with great aplomb. Jasper, Jr., stuck out his chest modestly, and said: "Oh, piffle, Colly." But just the same I hadn't the least doubt in my mind that Jasper could "put it all over me."
They do it three or four times a week. Not for me. I like waiters with shirt fronts and nickle tags." Alone with me in the casino half an hour later, he announced that it really looked serious, this affair between Aline and his lordship. I tried to appear indifferent, a rather pale effort, I fear. "I think I am in on the secret, Jappy," said I soberly. He stared.
"What's that?" asked Ben, who was not as much given to long words as Polly, who dearly loved to be fine in language as well as other things. "Oh, it's something Jappy said one day; and I asked him, and he says it's fine, and lovely, and all that," answered Polly, delighted that she knew something she could really tell Ben.
"It does with you," said Percy, taking the rolling-pin again, to send it violently over the long-suffering dough, "and I declare, it's going to do with me," he cried, in delight at the large flat cake staring up at him from the board. "Now, says I, I'll beat you, Jappy!"
Jasper, looking out, was considerably astonished to see, drawn up in solemn array with their backs to the road, five children, who stood as if completely petrified. "What in the world!" he began, and called to Thomas to stop, whose energetic "Whoa!" reaching the ears of the frozen line, caused it to break ranks, and spring into life at an alarming rate. "Oh, is she coming Jappy? Is she?
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