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Her eyes flashed. "Well, p'raps you don't believe it, Rob Lindsey, but I SAW it, and I guess I know!" she said. "Go on, Gwen," said Rob, who was a great tease, "I only touched Lena's arm to let her know the 'scare' part of the yarn was coming." Thus reassured, Gwen continued her story. "Well, this time I'm telling 'bout, the lady in the yellow gown looked at me, and WAVED her fan!"
'Lena's suspicions were at once aroused, and for more than an hour she lay thinking trying to recall something which seamed to her like a dream. At last calling Aunt Betsey to her, she said, "There was somebody here while I was so sick somebody besides strangers somebody that stayed with me all the time who was it?" "Nobody, nobody I mustn't tell," said Mrs.
It must be said for her that although her curiosity was greatly aroused, she was actuated chiefly by her affection for Percy, and the desire to rescue him from any trouble into which he might have fallen. An opportunity was not long in presenting itself, for when the doctor, who had been sent for, arrived, Hannah made a plausible errand into Lena's room and secured the letter.
But it was not Lena's way to waste her time on abstractions.
But he had her in his power she knew that and for a time it rendered her very docile, causing her to consult with Miss Simpson concerning the fitting of 'Lena's dress, herself standing by when it was done, and suggesting one or two improvements, until 'Lena, perfectly bewildered, wondered what had come over her aunt, that she should be so unusually kind.
Livingstone was not ignorant of the effect a becoming dress has upon a pretty face, she determined that Carrie should, at least, have that advantage. Anna, too, was to fare like her sister, while no thought was bestowed upon poor 'Lena's wardrobe, until her husband, who accompanied her to Frankfort, suggested that a certain pattern, which he fancied would be becoming to 'Lena should be purchased.
Through Lena's mind there passed a swift memory of quarrels and bickerings, of daily smallnesses, which were her chief recollection of her father. She looked frankly up into Dick's face. "Yes," she said. "That ought to make it easy to bear. Now I must not talk about myself any more. What did you tell me about that funny old book?" "And I may come to see you and your mother?" Dick persisted.
"I say he's real handsome," said Carrie, who being thirteen years of age, had already, in her own mind, practiced many a little coquetry upon the stranger. "I like him," was 'Lena's brief remark. Mr. Everett was a pale, intellectual looking man, scarcely twenty years of age, and appearing still younger so that Anna was not wholly wrong when she called him boyish.
Lena's eyes were heavy with the deep slumber of exhaustion, but she smiled and lay close to the one she had longed to see. There among the mail sacks, covered in a nest of strange blankets and comforters, she had lain asleep until wakened by the voices around her. Fritz stared at her with eyes that bulged behind his spectacles. "Gott in Himmel!" he shouted. "How did you get in that wagon?
Nor did her conversation with her husband in the home-returning carriage tend to soften Lena's heart. Dick was in an uncomfortable and irritable state of mind which was strange and disconcerting even to himself. Instead of giving her the big hug that was his habit when they found themselves safely alone, he said sharply, "Lena, you use too much perfume about you. I wish you wouldn't."
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