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Jimmie was, generally speaking, a satisfactory playmate, although he usually insisted upon having his own way and, when they got into trouble because of this insistence, did not permit adherence to the truth to obstruct the path to a complete alibi. Mary-'Gusta, who had been taught by the beloved Mrs.
Edna Keith was older than she, but not old enough to patronize. "Oh, yes, so it is," said the young lady. "But that isn't what everyone calls you. They call you something else something funny Oh, I know! Mary-'Gusta, that's it. I knew it was funny. Mary-'Gusta, this is Mr. Smith. He wants to buy some things. And he's in a GREAT hurry." "Charmed, Mary-'Gusta," said Mr. Smith.
"Be still, Shadrach, for mercy sakes! Now, what was it, dearie?" Mary-'Gusta hesitated. Then she buried her face in Mr. Hamilton's jacket and sobbed a confession. "I I made it go," she cried. "I I broke the the catch and it was wound up and and it went off. But I didn't know. I didn't mean " "There, there, course you didn't. We know you didn't. What was it that went off?" "The the music chair.
Hamilton's mild, gentle face and then, beside it, the face of Captain Shadrach Gould. With a cry she dropped both dolls, ran back to the surrey and fumbled frantically with the dust cover. Baxter, surprised and puzzled, ran after her and prevented her climbing into the carriage. "Why, Mary-'Gusta," he demanded, "what is the matter?"
He had a plan of his own for the following evening and another meal at Mrs. Wyeth's was not a part of it. "Er er excuse me, ma'am," he cut in hastily, "but I had a a kind of notion that Mary-'Gusta and me might get our supper at a a eatin'-house or somewhere tomorrow night and then maybe we'd take in I mean go to a show a theater, I should say.
As Mary had said when she first saw his likeness, he looked as if he might have had experiences. In this photograph he looked very grave, almost sad, but possibly that was because of his recent sickness. She was looking at the picture when Isaiah's voice was heard outside the door. "Hi, Mary-'Gusta," whispered Mr. Chase. "Ain't turned in yet, have you? Can I speak with you a minute?"
Mary-'Gusta protested, but young Bacheldor called her a coward and declared he wouldn't play with cowards and 'fraid-cats, so rather than be one of those detestable creatures she usually swallowed her scruples and followed the tempter. It was a risk, of course, but a real adventure; and, like many adventurers, the pair came to grief.
David, whose slumbers were disturbed, rose also, yawned and stretched. "Here I be, Mrs. Hobbs," answered the girl. "I'm a-comin'." Mrs. Hobbs was standing in the doorway of the barn. Mary-'Gusta noticed that she was not, as usual, garbed in gingham, but was arrayed in her best go-to-meeting gown. "I'm a-comin'," said the child. "Comin', yes. But where on earth have you been?
There are angels in this world but there's devils, too there's devils, too. There; the Lord forgive me! What am I talkin' about? We'll forget what's gone and be thankful for what's here. Give your old uncle a kiss, Mary-'Gusta." He was happy in Mary's society and happy in the steady improvement of the business, but the girl and Captain Shadrach were a little worried concerning his general health.
"Writin' you, of all people!" he said. "Writin' you and beggin' you not to let Mary-'Gusta marry his son: and for what? To save the boy from somethin' bad? No! For all he knew, Mary-'Gusta might be what she is, the best and finest girl on earth. What he was beggin' for was himself that his son shouldn't know what HE was, that's all. No, Zoeth, I can't pity him much.
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