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I tell you that Lettie has set her heart on having you, as we cannot find another chap whom we were looking for." Now, Hiram knew that this referred to him; but he said nothing. Besides, he did not feel too greatly pleased that the strongest reason for Mr. Bronson's wishing to hire him was his little daughter's demand. It was just a fancy of Miss Lettie's.
Was that a trick of Lettie's to put Marjie out of my thought, I wondered, or did she really know my heart? I distrusted Lettie. She was so like her black-eyed father. But I had guarded my own feelings, and the boys and girls had not guessed what Marjie was to me.
The river bank being at least three feet higher than the surface of the water; he did not have to shift the rope again as he swung the girl back and forth. Sister, clinging with her left hand to the grapevine, leaned forward and clutched Lettie's hand. When she seized it, Sister backed away, and the swinging girl landed upright upon the bank. "Oh, that's fun!"
"It really was becoming an awful rush." Brereton glanced at Bent when they left the house. "I congratulate you on having a fiancée of a well-balanced mind, old chap!" he said. "That was a relief!" "Oh, Lettie's a girl of singularly calm and equable temperament," answered Bent. "She's not easily upset, and she's quick at sizing things up.
And that done, I shall go and travel for a year or two I've always wanted to go round the world. I'll go that for a start, anyway. And the sooner the better, says the doctor. And " here he looked searchingly at his listeners "I'd like to see you settled before I go. What?" Lettie's calm and judicial character came out in the first words she spoke.
I want to know why you tag after me every place I go. No gentleman would do that." "Maybe not, nor a lady nather," O'mie interposed. Lettie's face burned angrily. "And you've been saying things about me. You've got to quit it. Only a dirty coward would talk about a girl as you do." She stamped her foot and her pudgy hands were clenched into hard little knots.
He also stayed all night at Aunt Lettie's house, and he had quite an adventure, too, which I shall tell you about directly, when, in case the fire shovel doesn't slide down hill on a cake of ice and break its roller skates the next bedtime story will be about Uncle Wiggily and the berry bush.
Sophie said that "it would renew Chloe's youth; she certainly would send her." Good-byes were spoken, and we went down. Mr. Axtell was still treading the hall below. He thanked Sophie for her kindness to Miss Lettie, shook hands genially with Aaron, looked at me, and we were gone. I carried Miss Lettie's message to Chloe.
He walked out at that, and Cotherstone, shaking with anger, relapsed into a chair and cursed his fate. And after a time he recovered himself and began to think, and his thoughts turned instinctively to Lettie. Mallalieu was right of course, he was right! Anything that he, Cotherstone, could say or do in the way of bringing up the things that must be suppressed would ruin Lettie's chances.
What right had I to notice it amid the scenes of this night? but I did, and the coffee remained untasted. "I cannot trust you alone," he said; and leaving me sitting there in Miss Lettie's chair before the fire, he lay down upon the lounge and went to sleep. The half-hour went by; this time I would remember my duty. Miss Axtell was awake still, but very quiet.
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