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Updated: June 23, 2025
As the comparative cool of the evening succeeded to the heat of the day, Mavis's agitation of mind was such that she could scarcely remain in bed. The fact of her physical helplessness served to increase the tension in her mind, consequently her temperature. She feared what would happen to her already over-taxed brain should she not receive the letter she desired.
One day, Mr Devitt, who, with his family, had showed no disposition to cultivate Mavis's acquaintance, sent for her and asked her if she would like to have a dog. "Nothing I should like better," she replied. "There's only one objection." "One can't look gift dogs in the mouth." "It's a she, a lady dog: there's risk of an occasional family." "I'll gladly take that."
He rose to leave presently, and the old woman pressed him to stay for supper; but Mavis's manner somehow forbade, and the boy climbed back up the spur, wondering, ill at ease, and almost shaken by the new beauty the girl seemed to have taken on in the hills. For there she was at home.
She may as well have talked to the Jersey cows which grazed about Mavis's house, for any impression she produced. After a while, Mavis's friends, seeing, that she was determined, went their several ways, leaving her to make her seemingly endless preparations in peace.
Mavis's pride was not of the kind with which providence endows millions of foolish people, apparently by way of preventing them from realising their insignificance, or, at the worst, making their smallness tolerable.
"And how's your cousin Jason?" The question sent such a sudden wave of homesickness through Mavis that her answer was choked, and Marjorie understood and put her arm around Mavis's shoulder. "You must be lonely up here. Where do you live?" And when she tried to explain Gray broke in. "Why, you must be one of our ten you must live on our farm. Isn't that funny?"
"But what?" asked Mavis. "If I may say so, he will never be other than what he now is. Would it be advisable to prolong ?" The expression on Mavis's face stopped him short in the middle of his question. "Of course, if you've decided to send him, it's quite another matter," he went on. "In that case, you cannot be too careful in seeing he has the most reliable attendants procurable."
For his part, he was quickly sensible of the feminine distinction which Mavis's presence bestowed upon his home. Mrs Harold Devitt's appearance and parts gave to his assemblies a piquancy which was sadly lacking when his friends repaid his hospitality.
Back they went again, lapsing once more into silence, until they came again to the point where they had started to part that day, and Mavis's fear had led him to take her down the dark ravine to her home.
"Aren't we going to have a real home?" she interrupted. "Are we?" "If it's love that makes the home, we have one whatever our condition," declared Mavis. "Thank you for saying that. But what I meant was that children are wanted to make the perfect home." Mavis's face fell. "You, with your rare nature, must want to have a child," he continued.
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