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When she got home, she found Fanny Minafer waiting for her a secret excursion of Fanny's for the purpose, presumably, of "letting out" again; because that was what she did. It's been the same all his life: everything he did was noble and perfect. He had a domineering nature to begin with, and she let it go on, and fostered it till it absolutely ruled her.
"Miss Lucy's there. She said she expected you'd come there before you went home." "She did?" "Yes, sir." Eugene stared. "I suppose Mr. Minafer must be pretty bad," he said. "Yes, sir. I understand he's liable to get well, though, sir."
And if space itself can be haunted, as memory is haunted, then some time, when the space that was Isabel's room came to be made into the small bedrooms and "kitchenettes" already designed as its destiny, that space might well be haunted and the new occupants come to feel that some seemingly causeless depression hung about it a wraith of the passion that filled it throughout the last night that George Minafer spent there.
Fact is, the boy seemed to have so much feeling over it I had my doubts about coming myself, but my wife said it was all nonsense; we mustn't humour Fred in a grudge over such a little thing, and while she despised that Georgie Minafer, herself, as much as any one else did, she wasn't going to miss a big Amberson show just on account of a boys' rumpus, and so on and so on; and so we came."
He was not disturbed by Kinney's hint that Fanny Minafer might be left on the hands of her friends through her nephew's present dealings with nitroglycerin, but he was surprised that Kinney had "led up" with intentional tact to the suggestion that a position might be made for George in the Morgan factory. Eugene did not care to have any suggestions about Georgie Minafer made to him.
Johnson" George said, in a strained loud voice which arrested her attention immediately, so that she was abruptly silent, leaving her surprised mouth open. "Mrs. Johnson," he said, "I have come to ask you a few questions which I would like you to answer, if you please." She became grave at once. "Certainly, Mr. Minafer. Anything I can "
Kinney an indistinct good-night. His hand found the arm of the chair; he collapsed feebly, and sat uttering incoherent sounds. "Papa!" "It brings things back so!" he managed to explain, "This very Fred Kinney's father and young George's father, Wilbur Minafer, used to do just such things when they were at that age and, for that matter, so did George Amberson and I, and all the rest of us!"
But he had one painful satisfaction this spring: he got his taxes lowered!" Amberson laughed ruefully, and Fanny Minafer asked how the Major could have managed such an economy. They were sitting upon the veranda at Isabel's one evening during the third summer of the absence of their nephew and his mother; and the conversation had turned toward Amberson finances.
"Well, what's he brought the old thing here for, then? People that own elephants don't take them elephants around with 'em when they go visiting. What's he got it here for?" "I'm sure I don't know," said Mr. Minafer, resuming his paper. "You might ask him." Isabel laughed, and patted her husband's shoulder again. "Aren't you going to dress? Aren't we all going to the dance?" He groaned faintly.
George accepted this cold, damp lump mechanically. "Mr. Amberson I mean Mr. Minafer!" she exclaimed. "I'm really delighted: I understood you asked for me. Mr. Johnson's out of the city, but Charlie's downtown and I'm looking for him at any minute, now, and he'll be so pleased that you " "I didn't want to see Charlie," George said. "I want"
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