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Updated: June 5, 2025
"What are you so almighty prunes and prisms for, all of a sudden? It's the wrong game to play with a man, I can tell you, if you want to have a good time in the world. I say, Maidie, be a good girl and come out with me to-morrow night. We'll have dinner somewhere and dance and make a night of it. Say yes, you beauty. A girl like you oughtn't to stay cooped up at home forever. It's against nature."
Now one-half of that vista was shut off by the massive door, the other was unobscured, but even as with beating heart, still as a trembling mouse, she sat and gazed, something glided slowly, stealthily, noiselessly between her and those betraying lights, something dark, dim, and human, for the shape was that of a man, a native, as she knew by the stiffly brushed-up hair above the forehead, the loosely falling shirt a native taller than any of their household servants a native whose movements were so utterly without sound that Maidie realized on the instant that here was one of Manila's famous veranda-climbing house-thieves, and her first thought was for her revolver.
It was a gleaming toy, with its ivory stock and nickeled steel. "Every chamber crammed," said Sandy, "and sure to knock spots out of anything from a mad dog to an elephant, provided it hits. Best keep it by you at night, Maidie. These natives are marvellous sneak-thieves. They go all through these ramshackle upper stories like so many ghosts. No one can hear them."
Stuyvesant had been a frequent and assiduous caller for a whole fortnight, driving thither almost every evening. But Maidie was oddly silent as to the episode of the fire on the train. She laughed a little about Miss Perkins and her pretensions, but to the disappointment of her hostess could not be drawn into talk about that tall, handsome New Yorker. And what seemed strange to Mrs.
Hubbards'! You will sing another tune by to-morrow night. I'll wait at the sycamore and you'll be there. See if you won't. You're no fool, Maidie. You want a good time and you know I'm the boy to give it to you. So long! See you to-morrow night." He started his motor, kissed his hand impudently to her and was off down the road, leaving Madeline to follow slowly, in his dust.
She was Queen Marion to the youngsters of the school, brave, wise, and, oh! so generous; while to the chosen few in the class, who knew something of her love for the heroic, she was Maid Marion, but only "Maidie" to one, her loyal and faithful ally, Grace. She was still abroad in the fall of '75 when that quiet wedding took place which she was vainly implored to attend as first bridesmaid.
It was humiliation inexpressible to have to send those men away empty-handed, and in his dejection and misery, poor boy, he wandered to his sideboard instead of going to luncheon at the mess, and all he had had to eat or drink that day, by the time Mrs. Ray and Maidie came late in the afternoon, was some crackers and cheese and he didn't know how many nips of that priceless Blue Grass Bourbon.
"Maidie, Maidie, why don't you speak to her, and tell her how wicked it is and and and " The rest was cut short by sobs. "No, Paula, authority or reasoning of mine would not touch such a mood as this. We must leave it to Hubert himself.
"Oh, Maidie, Maidie! It's all my doing. They they've ca-carried him off to jail!" And then prone upon the stairs she threw herself, burying her face from sight of all. The duty of assorting the papers and caring for the property of the late officer had devolved upon Lieutenant Warner.
He dropped on his knee to loosen the foot from a supposed catch in the heavy rug, and gave a stronger pull and away it came, and there like Lady Teazle, only all sweet smiles and welcome and blushes and shy delight, a lovely, winsome picture of loving womanhood, crouched bonny Maid Marion. "Maidie! Oh, you darling! you delight!" And his arms were about her in an instant.
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