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And with a smile, "I take it on faith that I am, anyway. I I can't reason it out just now, but. . ." Captain Alexander discovered a prenuptial joke just about then, and led the way over to the stove to crack it upon the colonel, and Vance went along to see fair play. "It's the first time," Lucile was saying, "and it means more to me, so much more, than to . . . most women. I am afraid.
And coming as a surprise, he knew it would be a great joy to her. Frona was taken aback by the suddenness of it. Only the other day, it was, that Lucile had made a plea to her for St. Vincent, and now it was Colonel Trethaway! True, there had been a false quantity somewhere, but now it seemed doubly false. Could it be, after all, that Lucile was mercenary?
"Then we must call for her of course," quietly answered he, as all rose from the table. "We will start at once." "I do not believe," said Bettina, as she and Barbara were in their room putting on their hats a moment afterward, "that Mr. Sumner cares one bit more for Lucile Sherman than for anybody else."
"So everything is all right, is it?" asked Mart's Uncle Bill, from where he sat with a friend from the Home for the Blind. "Yes," answered Mr. Brown. "Lucile and Mart have found their relatives, and I hope they never lose them again." "That's fine!" cried the blind man. "This will be a jolly Christmas for everybody!"
Before them the giant ice-pans rose, crumbling and creaking in mad turmoil. "Life is so strange," said Lucile, at length; then energetically: "Let's make some soup of the things we have left. Then, if we can get up there, we'll explore our island. We'll have three or four hours of daylight left, and if there's anything for us to eat anywhere, the sooner we find it out the better."
This had to be done as he found out the different things the boy and girl actors could best do. And the first act had to do with Lucile, a lost girl who wandered to a farm meadow near the house where Bunny Brown and his sister Sue lived, only, of course, they had different names in the play.
"But the eyes are not hurt," she replied; "see how they look at one." She handed it back. "Yes, kindly." "And sadly. As though he still remembered Lucile. Lucile! I have not been called that name for a long time. It is on my grave-stone, you know. Ah, perhaps you do not know. You never saw my grave. I have. And on the tombstone is written this: By Luke to Lucile.
"Corliss, I've lived my threescore, and lived them well, and do you know, woman is a greater mystery than ever. Look at them, look at them all!" He embraced the whole scene with his eyes. "Butterflies, bits of light and song and laughter, dancing, dancing down the last tail-reach of hell. Not only Lucile, but the rest of them.
"Father was bailiff to M. le Marquis until he became a cripple and now I " "Do not write any letter, Lucile," Etienne suddenly broke in with forceful vehemence. "It is a trap set by these miscreants to entrap M. le Marquis." There was a second's silence in the room after this sudden outburst on the part of the lad.
Frona caught her breath for a moment. Then she straightened out her arms to hold the man in challenge to the arms of Lucile. "Your father over again," Lucile exclaimed. "Oh, you impossible Welses!" "But he is not worthy of you, Frona Welse," she continued; "of me, yes. He is not a nice man, a great man, nor a good. His love cannot match with yours. Bah!
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