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Another girl, Addie Hemingway, who was no older than Evelyn, but shrewd beyond her years, with a taint of coarseness, noticed her, and nudged the girl at her right. "Just look at Evelyn Edgham," she whispered. The other girl looked. "I suppose she thinks she'll catch him, she's so awful pretty," whispered Addie maliciously.
"You know he wanted you, Maria Edgham." "He got over it pretty quickly then," said Maria. "Maybe he hasn't got over it. Lily Merrill is just one of the kind of girls who lead a man on when they don't know they're being led. He is proud, too; he comes of a family that have always held their heads high. He wanted you." "Nonsense!" "You can't tell me. I know."
Maria had a school-book in her hand, and Ida was embroidering. The rosy shade of the lamp intensified the glow on her beautiful face. She looked smilingly at Maria. "Why, my dear," she said, "I don't know what you said. I have forgotten." Now commenced an odd period of her existence for Maria Edgham.
But you must not go to Edgham for that money. I have enough for us both." "I have nearly all my last term's salary, except the sum I paid for my fare here," Maria said, proudly. "Well, dear, you shall spend it, and then you shall have some of mine." "I don't want any money, except what I earn," Maria said. "You may read to me, and earn it," Miss Blair said easily.
She may be a survival of the fittest, but take them all together they are a bad lot, if they are my relatives. Good-night, Miss Edgham, and I beg you not to distress yourself about it all." "I am very sorry if I was rude," Maria said, and she spoke like a little girl. "You were not rude at all," George responded, quickly. "You were only all worked up over such suffering, and it did you credit.
"Aunt Maria would marry you, and I would a great deal rather have her." "Nonsense," said Harry Edgham, laughing, with a glance towards the door. "Yes, she would, father; that was the reason she got her pompadour." Harry laughed again, but softly, for he was afraid of Aunt Maria overhearing. "Nonsense, dear," he said again. Then he kissed Maria in a final sort of way.
Gladys asked, severely, of the stout woman, who stood holding the large doll and glowering, while Harry Edgham came hurrying up. Then there was another scream from the baby, and she was in her father's arms. There were few at the station at that hour, but a small crowd gathered around. On the outskirts was Wollaston Lee, looking on with his sulky, desperate face.
One who was given to exuberance fairly embraced her. "Now you are my own beautiful Miss Edgham again," said she. Wollaston, during the opening exercises, only glanced once at her, then he saw no difference. But he did look at Evelyn, and when she turned her lovely face away before his gaze and a soft blush rose over her round cheeks he felt his pulses quicken.
"We shall be sorry to miss you, but, if your father is ill, you ought to go." "Do you think one day would make any difference?" said Lily, pleadingly, putting up her lovely face at Maria. "It would mean three days, you know, dear," Maria said. "Of course it would," said George; "and Miss Edgham is entirely right, Lily." "I don't want Fanny Ellwell one bit for maid of honor," Lily said, poutingly.
When she found out that her father had saved up nearly a thousand dollars for her, which was deposited to her credit in the Edgham savings-bank, her heart nearly broke because of that. She imagined her father going without things to save that little pittance for her, and she hated the money. She said to herself that she would never touch it.
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