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"She'd undoubtedly think so too, if you were in bed with pneumonia. Since you're all in vigorous health she imagines you can get on without her. But she's not having a very jolly time of it, I should judge. Cheer her up with a lively letter, not a peevish one," was Jarvis's advice. "You can do that." "I'm not writing." "Not?" Max was surprised. "You and Sally haven't quarrelled, have you?"
Her warnings were simply matters of habit. The holidays were filled with such things as a congenial country house-party can furnish the wholesomest, jolliest things in the world; and the end, when it came, was regretted by all. I grew to feel a little bit jealous of Jarvis's attentions to Jane, for they looked serious, and she was not made unhappy by them.
In time they may grow, as did Bat Jarvis's coterie, into formidable organisations, for the soil is undoubtedly propitious to such growth. But at present the amount of ice which good judges declare them to cut is but small. They "stick up" an occasional wayfarer for his "cush," and they carry "canisters" and sometimes fire them off, but these things do not signify the cutting of ice.
The district attorney, the police, and the post-office officials finally evolved the scheme of plugging the lock of "Lewis Jarvis's" box with a match. The scheme worked, for "Jarvis," finding that he could not use his key, went to the delivery window and asked for his mail. The very instant the letters reached his hand the gyves were upon the wrists of one of the best-known attorneys in the city.
"A fine animal," said Psmith, adjusting his eyeglass. "To which particular family of the Felis Domestica does that belong? In colour it resembles a Neapolitan ice more than anything." Mr. Jarvis's manner became unfriendly. "Say, what do youse want? That's straight ain't it? If youse want to buy a boid or a snake why don't youse say so?" "I stand corrected," said Psmith.
His face, red showing beneath the tan, was too radiant with his happiness for him to be able to help Sally with any further effort at concealment. "Don't you think we may as well own up?" he questioned her. "Own up!" cried Alec. "Do you people flatter yourselves there's anything for you to own up to, that we don't already know?" "Good for you!" And Max rose up to shake Jarvis's hand.
"How old be you?" asked Dick, beginning to feel more at his ease. "I'm nine years old," said Ida. "I go to Miss Jarvis's school. I've just begun to learn French. Do you know French?" "Not enough to hurt me," said Dick. Ida laughed again, and told him that he was a droll boy. "Do you like it?" asked Dick. "I like it pretty well, except the verbs. I can't remember them well. Do you go to school?"
Alec scanned both faces. "You two have been up to something." "I've been up a tree," Jarvis replied. "Have you been up a tree too?" Alec questioned his sister. "Not at all." "Did you get him up one?" Sally attempted to answer, but the merriment upon her lips would not be controlled. She gave way to it. Her eyes, in spite of themselves, met Jarvis's. He was laughing too.
He did not as yet feel a particle of enthusiasm over the farming plans, and it was difficult for him to comprehend Jarvis's interest. But he had ceased to oppose the project, except by comments skeptical to a degree.
But he got a chance to do a good turn once in a while, that told better than words. Once he turned some stray cattle out of John Jarvis's grain, and built up the fences when there was no one at Jarvis's house to do it. That wouldn't have been much any good neighbour would have done as much as that, you know.
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