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"Oh, are you hurt?" cried Peggy, running quickly to her with Billy at her heels. "Oh, I s'pose she'll cry and bring mother out!" Keineth heard Billy say behind Peggy's back. Keineth's cheeks were very red. She stood up quickly and, though for a moment everything danced before her eyes, she managed to laugh and speak in a queer voice she scarcely recognized as her own. "'Course I'm not hurt!
Upstairs were two rooms over the living-rooms, and opening from these were screened sleeping porches, with rows of little cots. Peggy explained that the rooms were used as dressing-rooms and that each one of the family had a little chest of drawers for their own clothes and that mother had brought the oak one in the corner out from town for Keineth's use.
Peggy and Billy had gone to school; she was starting out for her music lesson and had stopped to ask Aunt Nellie a question. The tone of Aunt Nellie's voice, the seriousness of Mr. Lee's face, made Keineth's heart turn cold with fear! "Aunt Nellie." They both turned towards her, startled. Involuntarily Mrs. Lee slipped the newspaper she had been reading under her napkin. "Keineth, dear!"
Lee's voice was husky, he had to clear it two or three times before he could speak, and all the while Keineth's great eyes were fastened gravely upon him, demanding the truth. "It may be a false report, my dear. There's been an accident at sea, and according to the paper " "My daddy was in it!" cried Keineth, putting her hands to her face.
Lee, then, pushing the eager children aside, turned to Keineth. "Here she is, mother," called out Peggy, drawing Keineth forward. Mrs. Lee took Keineth in her arms and held her very close for a moment. When she released her she put her hand under Keineth's chin to lift her face. "It's like seeing your mother again," she laughed, although there was a queer little catch in her voice.
She almost always concluded their interviews in this manner when they had to do with Daddy's household. This time she stopped on her way to the door to place her hands on Keineth's shoulders and let her eyes sweep Keineth's little face. "I'd make an up-to-date child of her, John. She's got her mother's eyes but the Randolph features. With a little grooming she'd make a beauty.
And this would not be hard, for the Lees' home, made beautiful by love rather than wealth, was of the sort that would always be "home," and no matter how far one of them might travel or in what gay places linger, would always be "best of all!" The Lees' city home was not at all like Keineth's old home in New York, nor like Aunt Josephine's pretentious house on Riverside Drive.
"They kept my measurements there and Tante would just look at the materials." "And you never decided as to what color you wanted or had ribbons and things?" cried Peggy wonderingly. Keineth's face colored a little. "Madame Henri thought plain things better," she explained. "That's what mother says, but that plain things can be pretty, too.
She felt sorry for the little girl standing at a little distance irresolutely swinging a croquet mallet. "It was her secret, anyway and Aunt Nellie would have found out about the shoe some time. Perhaps we were wrong not to tell her at first." "You always stand up for everybody," Peggy complained, dropping Keineth's arm in vexation.
"I think it's high time you used a little sense in the way you bring up that child, John. You'll ruin her!" Keineth's father smiled across at Keineth as much as to say: "Never mind, dear," but he listened gravely as his sister went on: "I think it's the best thing that could happen Madame Henri going away and you called on this trip " "Wait a moment, Josephine; Keineth does not know yet "
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