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Your capacity for unimportant detail is truly astounding!" cried the vicar protestingly; but Mellicent's description had been received with so much interest by the visitors that the snub had but little effect.
Peggy busied herself with the arrangement of the tea-tray without glancing in her friend's direction, and with an air of studied carelessness. She herself knew that she had dragged Rob's name into the discussion for no other object than to set Mellicent's ready tongue to work on a subject about which she was longing for information, and she was alarmed lest her intention might be suspected.
"But what are YOU going to do, Flo? Here you've been telling what everybody else is going to do with the money." A blissful sigh, very like Mellicent's own, passed Miss Flora's lips. "Oh, I don't know," she breathed in an awe-struck voice. "It don't seem yet that it's really mine." "Well, 't isn't," declared Mrs. Jane tartly, getting to her feet.
Real, nice invalidy things, you know, to tempt my appetite." Mellicent's eyes rolled instinctively to the table, where the jelly and the grapes stood together in tempting proximity. She sighed, and brought herself back with an effort to the painful present. "Goodness, Peggy, how funny your hands look! Just like a mummy! What do they look like when the bandages are off? Very horrible?" "Hideous!"
Mellicent's mother came in also. She greeted all the young men pleasantly, and asked Carl Pennock to tell Mr. Smith all about his fishing trip. Then she sat down by young Gray and asked him many questions about his music. She was SO interested in violins, she said. Gray waxed eloquent, and seemed wonderfully pleased for about five minutes; then Mr.
Given a man with a sympathetic understanding on one side, and a girl hungry for that same sympathy and understanding, and it could hardly be otherwise. From Mellicent's own lips Mr. Smith knew now just how hungry a young girl can be for fun and furbelows. "Of course I've got my board and clothes, and I ought to be thankful for them," she stormed hotly to him one day. "And I AM thankful for them.
Mellicent's eager face, however, was too eloquent to escape attention, and Mrs Saville smiled at her in an encouraging manner. "Well, dear, what is it? Don't be afraid. I mean something really nice and handsome; not just a little thing. Tell me what you thought?" "A a new violin!" cried Mellicent eagerly. "Mine is so old and squeaky, and my teacher said I needed a new one badly.
Is it er ornamental or useful?" "Oh, useful! very, very useful!" cried Peggy, and chuckled with enjoyment at Mellicent's gallant attempt to hide disappointment beneath a pretence of satisfaction. "Oh yes, how nice! Useful things are much more useful, aren't they? I believe it's an umbrella, and yet it's rather thick for that. I can't imagine what it can be." "Cut the string and look!
No one can call me extravagant, but I am determined not to let you leave home without seeing that you are well supplied, and have everything that you need." Mellicent's eyes brightened with expectation. "That's right, mother, that's right! That's the way to talk to her. If it's too painful to her feelings to buy nice things, you and I will go up to town and get them for her.
For the next few weeks Esther's approaching marriage seemed to engross attention to the exclusion of every other topic. To Mellicent's delight the professor fulfilled Peggy's prophecy by putting his veto on the travelling-dress proposition.
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