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She looked across the room from her big chair to Evangeline's with rather a wistful look. She was envying Evangeline. "I'm sorry," the child said gently, a little embarrassed by the unexpected solemnity of the moment. To relieve it, she had recourse to a sudden funny memory of her own undressings of Elly Precious. She broke hurriedly into laughter.
By the time Hannah came out with the cool drink, the slight constraint that had existed for days between Frieda and herself seemed to have vanished. Joyfully, Hannah entered into the new spirit, and when Miss Lyndesay went in to answer Evangeline's questions about luncheon, her guests were bubbling with mirth over some reminiscence of their Berlin days.
It was later in the same day when the second excitement struck the little House of Flaggs. Evangeline raced again across the separating green grass to Miss Theodosia. This time she went at reduced speed because she had Elly Precious over her shoulder. Miss Theodosia saw them coming and smiled. "More news! I know it is puffectly elegant by Evangeline's face. Well, Evangeline?" "Mercy gracious!
If her beloved lady was going away the bitter, bitter taste of life without the beloved lady! But the inspiration that flashed into Evangeline's nimble mind temporarily comforted her. She set about its carrying-out. Inspirations were sweet morsels under Evangeline's tongue. To Miss Theodosia on her porch, telling Cornelia Dunlap that Japan had no lure, came a solemn procession across the grass.
But, of course, Evangeline's children were likely to be unmanageable; they had such extraordinary training when they were babies. However, as matters stand, I have not a word to say." "Then, my dear, we will consider the thing arranged. We can easily get John Burroughs to lend us one of his curates for Sunday, and you will do all the rest. Now, shall I see Iris and submit the plan to her?"
"The flower wagon brought Stefana roses," whispered Evangeline. "In a long box an' tissue paper. Oh, my mercy gracious, stopped right straight at our house! An' nobody dead." Evangeline's whisper rose to a weird little cry. The wonder of the flower wagon stopping right straight! And every one alive! "Stefana's countin' 'em. I guess she's counted 'em a hundred times. They's thirteen!
Corn-starch has to have cream on it when Mother's comin' home!" She laughed joyously. All past and creamless corn-starches were a joke. Laughing at them was easy at this happy moment. "Isn't it splendid Aunt Sarah went to knittin'? Mercy gracious, I hope she won't won't drop a stitch for Mother to have to stay an' pick up!" Evangeline's laugh trilled out once more.
Only Evangeline's feet could break speed limits like that. "Oh, Miss Theodosia oh, I don't want to int'rupt, but just soon's he's gone " "He's gone," sighed Miss Theodosia, as the child came up. "You mustn't interrupt again, that way, unless it's a very urgent case fits or something." In spite of proper vexation, she smiled. "Who was that man, Evangeline, that just went away?"
He plunged his hands into his pockets and brought out two marbles, a piece of clay, and a broken toy gun. "You can have 'em all," he said in reckless generosity. "You keep 'em for me," said Bettine sweetly. "I hope you dance next me at the Maypole when Evangeline's Queen. Won't it be lovely?" and she sighed. "Lovely?" exploded William. "Huh!" "Won't you like it?" said Bettine wonderingly.
The best seats in the great tented arena were none too good for them. Stefana laboriously shut up Elly Precious' go-cart, and Miss Theodosia lifted Elly Precious in her arms. In the procession they sought those best-of-all seats. What followed, even Evangeline gazed upon in silence; there were no words in Evangeline's dictionary for what followed.
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