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The journalist was duly pitied; he would take precautions against Dinah's jealousy when he accepted an invitation. And then he was shamelessly unfaithful.
The light got fainter as they stood, and when at last they sat down on the straw pallet together, their faces had become indistinct. Not a word was spoken. Dinah waited, hoping for a spontaneous word from Hetty, but she sat in the same dull despair, only clutching the hand that held hers and leaning her cheek against Dinah's.
Did you think I wouldn't come to you in trouble?" Hetty kept her eyes fixed on Dinah's face at first like an animal that gazes, and gazes, and keeps aloof. "I'm come to be with you, Hetty not to leave you to stay with you to be your sister to the last." Slowly, while Dinah was speaking, Hetty rose, took a step forward, and was clasped in Dinah's arms.
As for satiety, my dear creature, you need never expect to hear me call out, 'Eheu, jain satis." "Dear Betty, how you do talk," Dinah's usual formula; "and how I do love to hear you," she inwardly added. "But it is very late, and we shall have a tiring day to-morrow." Dinah spoke in her cheery way, but when she was in her own room her sweet face grew pensive and a little sad.
And that domestic drama sufficiently accounts for Dinah's immaculate virtue during her early married life. A young lady, whose triumphs at school had been the outcome of her pride, and whose first scheme in life had been rewarded by a victory, was not likely to pause in such a brilliant career.
And as she gradually succeeded in her task, a great peace descended upon her, such as she had never known before. Biddy sometimes gazed in amazement at the smooth brow and placid countenance at Dinah's bedside. "Sure, the young lady's been a blessing straight from the Almighty," she said to Scott. "I think so too, Biddy," he made quiet answer.
Come on!" The first impulse of Bert and Nan Bobbsey was, of course, to rush out of the yard and go with Charley Mason to see the train wreck. And, naturally, as soon as Bert and Nan began to run, Flossie and Freddie, forgetting snow men, snow houses, and even Dinah's cookies, started after their older brother and sister. "Go on back!" cried Bert to the two smaller children.
"Well, come in yeah, honey lambs, an' I'll feed yo'. Ah'll make beliebe yo' all is hungry lions, an' Ah'll feed yo'!" And while Flossie and Freddie went into the house with Dinah, Bert and Nan hurried toward the garage, where they saw their father and mother talking with Sam Johnson. "I's done suah I put dat lap robe in de auto," said Dinah's husband. "I thought you did, Sam," said Mrs. Bobbsey.
They turned from the vision and saw Eustace standing in the doorway. He was very white, but absolutely calm. There was a nobility about him at that moment that sent a queer little throb to Dinah's heart. He held out his hand, not to her, but to Scott. "She is gone," he said. Scott went to him; she saw their hands meet. There was no agitation about either of them. "In her sleep?" Scott said. "Yes.
"Die, there is something I want to ask you. You heard from Douglas Fraser this morning, did you not?" Then a faint colour came to Dinah's pale cheeks. "Were you afraid to ask me that before, my dear?" she said with a smile. "But it was my fault; I ought to have told you this sort of question is not easy even for a sister to ask. Yes, Douglas wrote and Agnes too.
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