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Then with an air of innocent curiosity and a glance supposed to be arch, "Are the Red Indians, the Negroes, and the Chinese in your so-called directories?" "As many of them as are in business, or have won their way to any position among men no doubt are there, I suppose," answered Robinette straightforwardly.
"I understand that he is an only son too, and will some day inherit a fine property. Miss Meredith is most fortunate, at her age and with her history." Robinette said nothing. She looked out at the glistening reaches of the river, now shining through the silver mist; at the fields yellow with buttercups, and the folds of the distant hills.
But to-day he had announced his intention of coming to service, and well Mrs. de Tracy, versed in men and in human nature, knew why. Robinette would be there, and Lavendar followed, as the bee follows a basket of flowers on a summer day. But in that atrophy of every feeling except bitterness, that atrophy which is perhaps the only real solitude, the only real old age, her animosity was stirred.
But eet is not for the moment present. Eet is for the springtime." She seemed to hesitate then and Houston took a sudden resolve. It might as well be now as later. "Miss Robinette," he began, coming forward, "I realize that all this needs some explanation. Especially," and he halted, "about myself." "But is that any of my affair?" Her old pertness was gone.
Robinette had a bad night after the jewel exhibition, and a heavy head and aching eyes prompted her to ask Little Cummins to bring her breakfast to her bedroom.
"If the proceedings had begun with prayer and ended with a hymn, it wouldn't have surprised me in the least!" Robinette said to herself, looking silently on. Her silence, luckily for her, was taken for the speechlessness of awe, and did a good deal to make up, in the eyes of her august relative, for her late indiscretions.
"Oh, Miss Robinette ma'am, I should say 't is wonderful how I gets on; and then there's the plum tree just see the flourish on it, Missie dear! 'T will have a crop o' plums come autumn will about drag down the boughs! I don't know how 't would be with me without I had the plum tree." "Do you really make something by it?" Robinette asked. The old woman chuckled again.
"I have not worn them since the Admiral's death," was the virtuous reply, "and I have never called or considered them mine, Robinetta. They are the de Tracy jewels. When Carnaby takes his place as the head of the house, they will be his. He will see that his wife wears them on the proper occasions." "Carnaby's wife!" thought Robinette. "Why! she mayn't be born! He may never have a wife!
So will it be to you when you make up your mind to squeeze it," said Robinette, jumping off the wall. "There is Carnaby signalling; it is time we went to the station." "Life would thrill me considerably more if Carnaby were not eternally in evidence," said Lavendar, but Robinette pretended not to hear. The next day Robinette was once more sitting in the boat opposite to Lavendar as he rowed.
Then together they brought out the rest of the tea things, and what a merry meal they had! "It's just nonsense and a bit of deafness on your part, Nurse, so we won't remember anything about leaving the house, we are only going to think of enjoyment," Robinette announced.
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