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"It really seems to me that we ought to go to call on those new people," said Mrs. Lee. "Well, I think so too. I suppose there would be time if Mrs. Fairfield wasn't at home, and it is such a lovely day I doubt if she is, and it is on the way to the Carrolls'." She spoke with sudden decision to Samson Rawdy. "Drive to Mr. Andrew Fairfield's, and as fast as you can, please." Then she and Mrs.
"It hasn't come yet," Carroll replied. As Ina Carroll's wedding-day drew nearer, the excitement in Banbridge increased. It was known that the services of a New York caterer had been engaged. Blumenfeldt was decorating the church, Samson Rawdy was furbishing up all his vehicles and had hired supplementary ones from New Sanderson.
It was broken by a sudden laugh from Tanny. "The things that happen to us!" she said, laughing rather shrilly. "Suddenly, like a thunderbolt, we're all struck into silence!" "Rum game, eh!" said Jim, grinning. "Isn't it funny! Isn't life too funny!" She looked again at her husband. "But, Rawdy, you must admit it was your own fault." Lilly's stiff face did not change.
Still the man, Samson Rawdy, did not seem quite satisfied. Something was quite audible here about the rest of the bill, but finally he smiled in response to Carroll's low, even reply, raised his hat, sprang into his carriage, and turned round in a neat circle while Carroll came up the steps.
"What I want to know is," said she, "here's Mr. Rawdy, an' I hear the caterer, were paid in advance, an' Blumenfeldt was paid the day after the weddin', an' I ain't, an' I wonder if I'm goin' to be." "Have you sent in your bill yet?" inquired Anderson. "No, I 'ain't, but Captain Carroll asked Blumenfeldt for his bill an' he paid the others in advance, an' he 'ain't asked for my bill."
I've done my talking and had an answer, for once." "Yes, Rawdy, you've had an answer, for once. Usually you don't get an answer, you know and that's why you go so far in the things you say. Now you'll know how you make people feel." "Quite!" said Lilly. "I don't feel anything. I don't mind what he says," said Jim. "Yes, but he ought to know the things he DOES say," said Tanny.
The women folks were in the house. "Did he pay you?" asked Mrs. Rawdy. Then Rawdy shook a fat roll of bills in her face. "Look at here," said he. "The whole of it?" "Every darned mill; my cerridges and the New Sanderson ones, too." "Well, now, ain't you glad you did the way I told you to?" "Lord! he'd paid me, anyway," declared Rawdy. "He's a gentleman. Women are always dreadful scart."
She waited a short space, and then she did not touch it again. She tucked the cards under the door-step, and hurried back to the carriage. "I knew she wasn't at home," said she, in a whisper, "it is such a lovely day." She turned to Samson Rawdy, who stood holding open the coach-door. "Now you may drive to those new people who have moved into the Ranger place," said she, "Mrs. Carroll's."
Rawdy, in virtue of her husband's employment, felt a sort of proprietorship in the occasion. "There won't be a mite of trouble about our goin' in to see the church," she told the friend, who was a humble soul. But Mrs. Rawdy reckoned without Eddy Carroll. When she told him that he was telling a lie, he smiled sweetly at her. "You're telling a lie yourself, missis," said he. Mrs.
"Lord!" ejaculated his wife. "All them?" "All them," replied Rawdy, moodily triumphant. "Well," said his wife, "that ain't the point." "No, it ain't," agreed Rawdy. "The point is," said she, "is he agoin' to or ain't he agoin' to pay." "That's so," said Rawdy. "He's a-owin' everybody, ain't he?" said the wife. "Pooty near, I guess."
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