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Captain Stewart had rendered THAT impossible by asking his sister-in-law to pass September at Severndale. Of this Peggy had not learned at once, but was bitterly disappointed when she did, though she strove to conceal it from her father, when, too late, he awakened to what he had done. Mrs.
Polly paused only long enough to stoop down and kiss Tzaritza's head, the caress being acknowledged by a pathetic whine, then followed the nurse from the room. Peggy was terribly distressed. "Do you think I would better send her back to Severndale, Mrs. Vincent?" she asked. "Has she ever attacked anyone before, Peggy?" "Never in all her life." "I hardly think she will again. She may remain.
Vincent decided to send all the saddle horses to Severndale for the summer months and keep only the carriage horses and the white groom at the school. So Shelby wrote Jim Bolivar that "he'd better come along down and get on the job too."
Even at beautiful Severndale where, if at any point along the river, a refreshing breeze could almost always be counted upon, the air seemed heavy and lifeless, as though the intense heat of the summer had taken from it every particle of its revivifying qualities.
Juno meant to hold her favor somewhat in reserve. She intended first to see what Nelly's standing at Severndale proved. She might be Polly's and Peggy's friend well and good but who was she? Would she find a welcome among the Delacys, the Vanderstacks, the Dryers and heaven knows which-or-whats of New York's glitterers?
"We won't keep you waiting long, girls," said Peggy, "we'll join you at the porte cochere." Arrayed in their habits, Peggy, Polly and Nelly hurried away. "Wonder what he looks like," said Juno idly as she drew on her gauntlets. "Bet he's nice if he's anything like Nelly," said Rosalie. "Isn't it funny you girls never saw him while you were at Severndale?" said Lily Pearl.
Vincent coming to Severndale for the month when it was finally agreed that the earlier plans should hold, Juno and Natalie extending their visit. So back went the merry party to Annapolis to participate in all the delights of June week, and all which can crowd into it. So ho! for Severndale!
As Peggy entered the big airy stable with its row upon row of scrupulously neat box stalls, for no other sort was permitted in Severndale, Columbine greeted her from one of them, as though asking: "Why am I kept mewed up in here while all my companions are enjoying their daily liberty out yonder?" Peggy opened the gate and entered the stall.
The furrowed, weatherbeaten face seemed transformed as he answered: "Some of the best in the land, miss. Some of the best. How did ye guess it?" "I did not guess it; I knew it. I raise horses." "Then you're Miss Stewart from Severndale, ain't ye?" "Yes, and you?" "I'm jist Jim Bolivar. I live 'bout five mile this side of Severndale.
During those weeks at New London, when a kind fate had brought her again in touch with her brother-in-law after so many years, Mrs. Stewart had done a vast deal of thinking and planning. There was beautiful Severndale without a mistress excepting Peggy, a mere child, who, in Madam's estimation, did not count.
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