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"Didn't Thinkright ask him anything?" "Not that I remember." "Has Judge Trent said anything to you about Sylvia?" "Not a word." Miss Lacey, who had been leaning forward, flung herself back in her chair. "If there's anything exasperating on earth it's a man!" she exclaimed. "Well" for John laughed, "excuse me, Mr. Dunham, you can't help it; but men never know when anything is interesting.
"I guess you have some of your poor father's artistic taste," she said to her at one pause. "I wish my father could have seen this place," was Sylvia's reply. When the time came for Thinkright to make his adieux she clung to him. "I declare I believe she's homesick at the parting," said Miss Lacey to Edna.
All them luxuriant carriages and high-steppin' charges, he'd give 'em all, I guess, to be able to walk off ten miles the way Thinkright can, and him his own age." "It must be hard for Miss Derwent," returned Sylvia, able to-day to accept this idea. "Jest so," agreed Mrs. Lem.
For dessert they had a deep huckleberry pie. "How's this, Sylvia, eh?" asked Thinkright, after the first juicy mouthful. "I thought Mrs. Lem was pretty good at it." "It is perfect," returned Sylvia, "but how we shall look!" she added. "Don't worry," said Edna. "I always keep a box of tooth-brushes upstairs for wanderers trapped just as you are. Of course it is a good pie.
"I've condemned myself, for, after all, while I thought I was justified, I certainly didn't stop to think enough from Sylvia's standpoint, I was so afraid I was going to be imposed upon. I'm so grateful to Thinkright, and so grateful to you, Mr. Dunham. What should we have done without you!" "Oh, don't don't mention it." "But I must, I'm so grateful.
"Get your thought right on the way back, little one," he said. "You know how. You have nothing to conceal from Edna, I suppose?" Sylvia did not answer at once, and Thinkright, after a moment, turned and looked into her grave, downcast face. She spoke, after the little silence, with a collected dignity which was very becoming.
"I," again the mutability and doubtfulness of all things were brought home to Sylvia. "I don't know," she replied. "They are dead." "There ain't any such thing," returned Minty. "When folks seem to be dead they're goin' on livin' jest the same. Thinkright says so." "Does my cousin Thinkright know everything?" inquired Sylvia smiling. "Of course he does."
Why did Thinkright ask me to get the best room ready, then? If a monkey comes into this house I go out of it, and I stay out." "'Tain't a monkey, no, 'tain't," returned Cap'n Lem tearfully but pacifically; "but I made the best joke, Lucil, if I do say it. I'm laughin' yit. Ye couldn't 'preciate it till ye see her, then I'll tell ye, an if yew don't bust your sides" "Her?
She could not remember what her cousin had said about that. Mr. Dunham had sent for Thinkright. Yes, now she remembered: Judge Trent had told him to send, doubtless to ease his conscience; to get her out of sight, and yet to know that his sister's child was safe.
Lem's suspicious eyes Sylvia had a cold, proud air, which caused the housekeeper to glory in her toilet and be grateful for her knowledge of the world. It should be Greek meeting Greek. "Oh, she'll go to her room," said Thinkright. "Cap'n Lem and I will bring her trunk and satchel right up. Supper's nearly ready, I suppose, Mrs. Lem?" "Whenever you are," returned that lady elegantly.
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