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Vanrevel and my father that had to do with Mr. Gray?" Mrs. Tanberry gazed earnestly into the girl's face. After a long time she said in a gentle voice: "Child, has it come to matter that much?" "Yes," said Miss Betty.
No one did doubt it. What reason had Mr. Carewe to injure Crailey Gray? Only five in Rouen knew the truth; for Nelson had gone with his master, and, except Mamie, the other servants of the Carewe household had been among the crowd in front of the Rouen House when the shot was fired. So the story went over the town: how Crailey had called to say good-by to Mrs. Tanberry; how Mr.
The song had grown fainter and fainter, the singer moving away as he sang, and the last lines were almost inaudible in the distance The guitar could be heard for a moment or two more, then silence came again. It was broken by a rustling in the room next to Miss Betty's, and Mrs. Tanberry called softly through the open door: "Princess, are you awake? Did you hear that serenade?"
"That," Mrs. Tanberry whispered, between stifled gusts of almost uncontrollable laughter, "is meant for just me!" "Tell me the tales that to me were so dear," entreated the trio. "I told 'em plenty!" gurgled the enlivening widow. "And I expect between us we can get up some more." "Now you are come my grief is removed," they sang. "They mean your father is on his way to St. Louis," remarked Mrs.
Dat big Miz Tanberry, dass de bes' frien' we all got, she home ag'in, an' yo' pa goin' invite her visit at de house, whiles he gone, an' to stay a mont' aftuh he git back, too, soze she kin go to all de doin's an' junketin's wid you, and talk wid de young mens dat you don' like whiles you talks wid dem you does like." "What time will father come home?" "Home? He be gone two week', honey!"
For a while he stood on the opposite side of the street, watching the lighted windows, and twice he caught sight of the lilac and white brocade, the dark hair, and the wreath of marguerites. Then, with a hot pain in his breast, and the step of a Grenadier, he marched down the street. In the carriage Mrs. Tanberry took Betty's hand in hers.
She tapped Miss Betty's cheek with her jeweled fingers as the two mounted the veranda steps. "It will be worry enough for you to obey yourself; a body sees that at the first blush. You have conscience in your forehead and rebellion in your chin. Ha, ha, ha!" Here Mrs. Tanberry sat upon, and obliterated, a large chair, Miss Carewe taking a stool at her knee.
Tanberry came in and worshipped it as it rested, like foam of lavender and white and gray, upon the bed, beside the snowy gloves with their tiny, stiff lace gauntlets, while two small white sandal-slippers, with jeweled buckles where the straps crossed each other, were being fastened upon Miss Betty's silken feet by the vain and gloating Mamie. "It's a wicked cruelty, Princess!" exclaimed Mrs.
Tell him Jane Tanberry beg him to stay in he own room dis night, an' dat she beg it on her bented knees! An' dis she say to me when I tole her what Nelson see in dat house dis evenin'. An' hyuh I is, an' hyuh yew is, an' de blessed Jesus be thank', you ir hyuh!" Tom regarded her with a grave attention. "What made Mrs. Tanberry think I might be coming there to-night?"
Tanberry for presuming to think she needed to be warned against the charms of this serenading lady-killer, who was the property of another girl. "You must keep him away, I think," ventured Mrs. Tanberry, gently. At that Betty turned to her and said, sharply: "I will. After this, please let us never speak of him again." A slow nod of the other's turbaned head indicated the gravest acquiescence.
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