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Updated: June 24, 2025
"You don't need to work, and I've sort of took a pride in your not doin' it. If I was well-off, same as you be, I bet George Taylor'd have to whistle afore I wore out MY brains in his old bank." "He wouldn't have time to whistle more'n once," was Dorinda's comment. "Now, Dorinda, what kind of talk is that? Wouldn't have time to whistle? You do say more things without any sense to 'em!
In consequence we used them about twice a year, when the minister came. "Of course," she said, "I ain't askin' you what happened over there or why he wanted to see you. But I give you fair warnin' that, if I don't, Lute will. Lute's so stuffed with curiosity that he's li'ble to bust the stitches any minute." "I'll tell you both, at supper," I said. "Um-hm," said Dorinda.
Love at first sight, same as we read about; hey?" He looked up and smiled. I seized his hand. "George," I said, chokingly, "I did not believe I had a real friend in the world, except Mother and Dorinda and Lute, of course. I can't thank you enough for shielding us all these years; there's no use in my trying. But if ever I can do anything to help YOU anything I'll do it. I'll swear to that."
I could scarcely believe that this was the dry, practical Dorinda Rogers who had kept house for Mother and me all these years. And with my astonishment were other feelings, feelings which warned me that I had better make my escape before I was trapped into betraying that which, all the way home from Mackerel Island, I had been swearing no one should ever know.
"Of course," continued Dorinda, "I didn't tell him you was figgerin' not to sell the land at all. If I had, I s'pose he'd have thought " She stopped short. "You suppose what?" I asked. "Oh, nothin'." She had said enough. I could guess the rest. I walked to the window and stood, looking out.
I would not even admit it to myself, much less to anyone else. I did not look at Dorinda, and my answer to her long speech was as indifferent and careless as I could make it. "Thank you, Dorinda," I said. "I'll remember your advice, if I ever need it, which isn't likely. Now I must go to my room and change my clothes. These are too badly wrinkled to be becoming."
"If Roscoe's got anything to tell," she observed, with dignity, "he'll tell it without your help or anybody else's. If he ain't, he won't. This pie's colder than it ought to be, but that isn't my fault." As I ate I told them of my sudden determination to become a laboring man. I gave the reasons that I had given Mother. "Um-hm," said Dorinda. "But I can't understand," pleaded Lute.
"Perhaps you can tell what manner of box it was," said Lady Dorinda with irony, though a dull red was startled into her cheeks. "Madame Marie says it was a tiny box of oak, thick set with nails. She would not alarm the fort, so she had search made for it in Madame Bronck's name." Lady Dorinda, incredulous, but trembling, divined at once that the dwarf had hid that coffer in her chest.
Lute and Dorinda were in the kitchen and before I reached the back door, which was open, I heard their voices in animated discussion. "Why wouldn't I say it, Dorinda?" pleaded Lute. "You can't blame me none. There I was, with my sleeves rolled up and just settin' in the chair, restin' my arms a jiffy and thinkin' which window I'd wash next, when there come that knock at the door.
"And what business took thee into the turret?" "Your highness" "Ladyship," corrected Lady Dorinda. "I like to see D'Aulnay's torches," proceeded the dwarf, without accepting correction. "His soldiers are burying the dead over there. He needs a stone tower with walls seven feet thick like ours, does D'Aulnay."
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