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I'm going to make almond macaroons. They're lovely, Polly." "Oh! don't, Cathie," begged Polly in distress. "Why not, pray tell," whirling on one set of toes. "You needn't be afraid they won't be good. I've made them thousands of times." "But she couldn't eat them," said Polly. "Just think, almond macaroons! Why, Papa-Doctor would"
That night, after Priscilla and Cathie and Belle had gone to bed, Dick and his mother sat up talking until a late hour. 'Is dear little cousin Priscilla to be a permanency in this establishment? began her cousin, stifling a yawn, for there had been a rather copious flow of precious stones during the evening. 'Well, I shall keep her with us as long as I can, said Mrs.
"I sometimes know quite as much as a few other people of my acquaintance," she said pointedly. "I didn't say but that you did," said Alexia composedly. "I said you were generally a goose. And so you are. Why, everybody knows that, Cath." "Come, come, girls, don't fight," said Polly. "How can you when Phronsie is getting better? Alexia didn't mean anything, Cathie."
There, now, Charlotte, don't look like that," rushing up to the tall girl and standing on tiptoe to drop a kiss on the sallow cheek "we won't go; we'll stay at home and be martyrs," and she began to tear off her hat with a tragic air. "Why not go to Madam Dyce's and ask her to loan us some of her old brocades and bonnets?" proposed Cathie Harrison suddenly.
"I didn't bring macaroons," said Cathie, "as I really think that they wouldn't be good for Phronsie. Besides, I've forgotten how to make them, and our cook was cross and said I shouldn't come into her kitchen. But I bought a doll for Phronsie; my mother said it would be a great deal more sensible present," and she hugged the long box under her arm with great satisfaction.
'What blindness! cried her aunt; 'how can people shut their eyes to such a treasure? And and may I just have one look? What, you really don't want them? I may keep them for my very own? You precious love! Ah, I know a humble home where you would be appreciated at your proper worth. What would I not give for my poor naughty Belle and Cathie to have the advantage of seeing more of such a cousin!
She would spend hours in a corner of the Bedford Square drawing-room, pretending to read, or play with little Mary, in reality recovering, like some bruised and trodden plant, under the healing influence of thought and silence. One day, when they were alone in the firelight, she startled Catherine by saying with one of her old odd smiles 'Do you know, Cathie, how I always see myself nowadays?
He engaged Alfred Emery Cathie as clerk, but made no other change, except that he bought a pair of new hair brushes and a larger wash-hand basin. Any change in his mode of life was an event. When in London he got up at 6.30 in the summer and 7.30 in the winter, went into his sitting-room, lighted the fire, put the kettle on and returned to bed.
"I just will," declared Cathie, obstinately scampering up over the stairs. "Oh, Mr. King, mayn't Polly stay home? Oh, do say yes, please!" "Yes, do say yes, please," called all the other girls in the hall below. "Hoity-toity!" exclaimed the old gentleman, well pleased at the onslaught. "Now then, what's the matter, pray tell?"
She stood with her hand on the back of a chair. 'The weather is very close and exhausting, she said, gently lifting her hand to her hat. But the hand dropped, and she sank heavily into the chair. 'Cathie, you are faint, cried Agnes, running to her. Catherine waved her away, and, with an effort of which none but she would have been capable, mastered the physical weakness.
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