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They would see each other to-morrow or next day; it did not matter. Norma's hungry heart had something to remember, now a very flood-tide of memories. She could have lived for weeks upon this one day's memories.
It was mere casual civility on Annie's part, as accidental as had been her casual unkindness a few hours before. But it lifted Norma's heart, and she went out into the hall in a softer frame of mind than she had known for a long time. She managed another word with Chris before going to her room for almost nine hours of reviving and restoring sleep.
She was sitting on the back porch where the afternoon sun shone unobstructed. "Yes, I guess automobiles are a good thing," admitted Bob absently. "I want Aunt Faith to get one. A runabout would be handy for them one like Doctor Guerin's. Remember, Betty?" "My goodness, I haven't read Norma's letter!" said Betty hastily. "I left it in my other blouse. Wait a minute, and I'll get it."
Charity always said that Norma's profile and long corn-colored hair brought her more undeserved honors than any qualities of excellence she possessed. "I'm so glad you came along just now," sighed Anne. "Mother says I ought to dress very simply, but a Duke's daughter would have even a stuff dress cut in fashion, wouldn't she? Besides, I can show a lot of taste in my cap.
Norma's eyes watered as she pushed the untasted toast away from her, cupped her chin in her hands, and stared at the river in her turn. "Chris, if I could go back, I think I'd never speak to you!" she said, wretchedly. "You mustn't say that," he reproached her. "My darling; surely it's brought you some happiness?" "I suppose so," Norma conceded, lifelessly, after a silence.
Norma's hands dropped to her sides. She breathed as if she were suffocating. "Aunt Annie!" she whispered, in stupefaction. And she turned and walked a few steps blindly, her eyes wide and vacant, and one hand pressed to her cheek. "My God! my God!" he heard her say. "Annie eloped when she was a girl," Chris began presently, when she was dazedly walking on again.
"Then she shall have my fur coat and my best curly chrysanthemum," announced Tommy Tucker gallantly, throwing a handsome raccoon fur coat over Norma's shoulders and presenting her with a magnificent yellow chrysanthemum. To the boy's surprise Bobby, who was usually aloof and liked to tease him, squeezed his arm surreptitiously. "You're a dear!" she told him enthusiastically.
"I only know she's not quite in sympathy with you, Judy. If she had been she wouldn't have hesitated to settle things then and there." Norma's surmise was more accurate than not. Marian Seaton's sneering assertion that alleged absent-mindedness on Judith's part cloaked a grave failing had not been entirely lost on the matron. She could not forget the missing sweater.
"The poor kid has got a stupid morning coming to-morrow, I'm afraid!" he had said, adding, in answer to Norma's raised eyebrows, "Business. She has to sign some papers, and alter her will and I want all that done before they go away!" "Has Leslie a will?" Norma had asked. "My child, what did you suppose she had? Leslie inherited practically all of her Grandfather Melrose's estate.
She was with Mrs. Melrose this winter, an arrangement extremely welcome to the old lady, who was lonely and liked the stir of young life in the house. Alice had quite charmingly and naturally suggested the change, and Norma's belongings had been moved away from the little white room next to Miss Slater's.
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