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The hall maid must come in and hook Mrs. Studdiford's gown; oh, and would she be here at, say, one o'clock, when Mrs. Studdiford came home? She went off at twelve, eh? Well, what was it worth to her to stay on to-night, until one? Good. And by the way, Mrs. Studdiford had torn a lace gown and wanted it to-morrow; could the maid mend it and press it? She didn't think so?
She went to the bank, and was instantly invited into the manager's office and given a luxurious chair. "Well, Mrs. Studdiford," said Mr. Perry pleasantly, "what brings you out in this dreadful weather?" "Good-byes," Julia said, flinging back her veil, and laying her muff aside. "Miss Toland and I will probably leave for New York on the seventh, and sail as soon as we can after we get there.
A ferryboat, a mass of checkered brightness, plowed its way from Alcatraz far off the city lay like a many-stranded chain of glittering gems upon the water. Julia and Doctor Studdiford let the others go on without them, and sat together in the dim curve of the O'Connell seat, and the heartbreaking beauty of the night wrapped them both in a happiness so deep as to touch the borderland of pain.
Julia was silent, suddenly realizing that she had been screaming. She moved her tongue over her dry lips, and struggled to explain. "Now we understand perfectly!" Doctor Studdiford said soothingly. "He shot himself, poor fellow. I'm going to take care of him, do you see? Just keep STILL, Aunt Sanna, or we'll have a crowd here. Aunt Sanna, do you want this to get into the papers?"
And at this most untimely moment old Professor Stunner died, leaving a somewhat smaller fortune to his little widow than she had expected, and naming his esteemed young friend, Herr Doctor Studdiford, as her guardian and his executor.
Studdiford wrote to Barbara that New York was "a captured dream." "I seem to belong to it," wrote Julia, "and it seems to belong to me!
"Would you stay if I went?" Julia asked, coming close to her. "No, you muggins! I'd pack you off in a moment if that was what I meant! No, I'm glad enough to get out of it!" Miss Toland stood up. "What's Jim Studdiford been saying to you to give you cheeks like that?" she asked. "I don't know," Julia whispered, with a tremulous laugh.
Julia, whose white frock was draped with a dozen ropes of brilliant flowers, and who looked like a little May Queen in her radiant bloom, looked at the newcomer for a few moments, and then said, with a clearing face: "Hannah! Of course I know you. Mrs. Palmer, may I present Doctor Studdiford?" Jim smilingly shook hands, and as the rest of the group melted away, Mrs.
"Now I think we'll drop you at the hotel, Ellie," said she, "and I'll take the baby out to say good-bye to my mother." "Oh, Mrs. Studdiford, it's raining something terrible!" protested the maid. "Yes, I know," Julia agreed, looking a little vaguely out of the blurred window. "But you see to-morrow may be just as bad, and we've got her all dressed and out now.
"... which I call disgraceful, don't you, Mrs. Studdiford?" asked Miss Saunders suddenly. "I beg your pardon!" Julia said, startled into attention, "I didn't hear you!" "I know you didn't," the other said, laughing, "nevertheless, it was a low trick," she added to Mrs.
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