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She dared not trust herself to speak again; the others were too much stunned and distressed to make any attempt at consolation, and it was a relief to all when Mellicent's calm, matter-of-fact treble broke the silence. "Well, for my part, I'm very glad!" she announced slowly.
The vicar cast a surreptitious glance in the glass above the sideboard, and tried to straighten his bent shoulders, while Mellicent's cheeks grew scarlet with agitation, and the tears were in her voice, as she cried "I look like a p-p-pig! It's not a bit like! A nasty, horrid, fat, puffy pig!" "I don't care about appearances; but mine is not in the least like," Esther said severely.
Peggy's eyes came round with a flash, and stared full in Mellicent's face. "Because I love him, Mellicent! Because we belong to one another, Rob and I, and I cannot live without him. Because I have asked God to take care of him for me, and I know He will do it!" Mellicent shrank back aghast. What a confession to have heard from Peggy's own lips!
He tucked his big notebook under his chin as he spoke, and began sawing across it with a pencil, wagging his head and rolling his eyes, in imitation of Mellicent's own manner of practising, producing at the same time such long-drawn, catlike wails from between his closed lips as made the listeners shriek with laughter. Mellicent, however, felt bound to expostulate.
Stanley G. Fulton's envelope of instructions is to be opened. As ever yours, It was very early in November that Mr. Smith, coming home one afternoon, became instantly aware that something very extraordinary had happened. In the living-room were gathered Mr. Frank Blaisdell, his wife, Jane, and their daughter, Mellicent. Mellicent's cheeks were pink, and her eyes more star-like than ever. Mrs.
"Oh, never mind what you declare! Can you lend us some boot-polish that's the question!" cried Peggy sharply. She knew Mellicent's horror of ridicule, and felt indignant with the girl who could stand by, secure in her own beauty and elegance, and have no sympathy for the misfortune of a friend.
Peggy gave an affectionate little grip to the blue serge arm, but made none of the protests which usually follow such an announcement. Modesty not being her strong point, she saw no reason to dispute Mellicent's assertion, so smiled instead, and cried reassuringly: "Never mind, I'm back again now, and never going away no more!
It ought to be written up, of course, for the papers, and by some one who knows. We want it done just right. Why, Frank, do you realize? We shall be rich RICH and all in a flash like this! I wonder what the Pennocks will say NOW about Mellicent's not having money enough for that precious son of theirs! Oh, I can hardly believe it yet And it'll mean everything to us.
It is hard to lose the comfort of your sympathy, but I must submit. Think of me as kindly as I think of you. It has done me good to open my heart to you. Only those lines, signed by Mellicent's initials. I was rash enough to keep the letter, instead of destroying it. All might have ended well, nevertheless, if she had only held to her resolution.
At all events the Pennocks and the Gaylords have struck up a furious friendship, and the young people of both families are in the forefront of innumerable social affairs in most of which Mellicent is left out. So now you have it the whole story. And next month comes to Mellicent's father one hundred thousand dollars. Do you wonder I say the plot thickens? As for myself you should see me!
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