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And about this time Joan's letters to Ridge House made the hearts there lighter. "A job!" Nancy repeated, reading the announcement of Joan's success. "I thought only workingmen had jobs. And in a restaurant, too! Aunt Dorrie, I don't think you ought to let Joan do such things." "Joan is earning her living," Doris said, calmly, though her heart beat quicker.
Seabrook's keen ear detected it and a spasm of fear clutched his heart. But he would not voice it; he shrank from having it corroborated. "There is one thing more which could be done, which might, perhaps, result in giving Dorrie relief from the troublesome pain," said Dr. Stanley, after a moment of thought, adding: "I have been waiting for her to get stronger before suggesting it."
Across the table, made dim by her misty eyes, she seemed to see Doris smiling fondly, faithfully, at her. Doris's power over people was largely due to that faith she had in them. "And I will be all you want me to be, Aunt Dorrie!" Joan promised that while she choked down the food. "I feel as if I were in the bear's house," she mused, whimsically. "I'm half afraid that I'll be pounced upon."
"Dorrie is hungry," she said, "and I think it would be well if you would arouse one of the maids and have something nice prepared for her." "I will; what shall it be?" said the man, springing nimbly to his feet, but scarcely able to credit his ears. "A dropped egg and a slice of toast, with a glass of milk, will perhaps be forthcoming as quickly as any-thing " "Wait, Phil don't call anyone.
"I should say not," Joan agreed, but she laughed. "Just think of all that Aunt Dorrie represents!" Nancy went on. "She's all that her father and her grandfather " "And her grandmothers," Joan broke in, "made her! Just think of it! And you and I must carry on the tradition at least you must I'm afraid I'll have to be a quitter. It makes me too hot." "You'll never be a quitter, you splendid Joan!"
If we don't look out the ghosts will ooze over the whole house. Ooh!" Nancy did not answer but set the treadle to its duty. The clacking noise emphasized Joan's nervousness. "Aunt Dorrie doesn't know what to do here that's why she takes to the chapel. That's why everyone takes to chapels." Nancy broke her thread and Joan laughed.
It was after they were alone that Nancy called down extra suffering upon herself. "Aunt Dorrie will think you did not care, Joan, and Uncle David scowled. You make people think queer things about you." Joan turned and fixed Nancy with flaming eyes. "I want Aunt Dorrie to think everything is all right you didn't! You did not cheat her. I did for her sake."
"You tempt me sorely, Miss Minturn," the gentleman smilingly observed, as he met the appealing brown eyes, "but if I am to bring my sister and Dorrie here the day after to-morrow, I must get back to them tonight."
"She is more comfortable this morning," Katherine replied, and, thinking it wise not to say very much regarding the conditions upstairs. Mrs. Seabrook appeared greatly relieved. "I am thankful," she said. "I was very anxious about her last night, for I have never seen her so ill before. Poor Dorrie is not as well, either, this morning," she concluded, with a weary sigh.
"Phillip!" she cried, starting up, "I have been asleep!" "Yes, Emelie, for more than three hours, I am glad to say." "Oh, how inconsiderate of me! And Dorrie?" she questioned, in a quavering voice. "Is more comfortable. She has been awake twice, and had two glasses of milk," replied her brother, as he laid a gentle, but restraining hand upon her shoulder, for she was on the point of rising.
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