Part 26 (2/2)
”It is my opinion that this day will _never_ come to an end,” said Prince, with a yawn that nearly rent him asunder.
”Read and improve your mind, my son,” answered Archie, peering solemnly over the paper behind which he had been dozing.
”Don't you preach, parson; but put on your boots and come out for a tramp, instead of mulling over the fire like a granny.”
”No, thank you, tramps in an easterly storm don't strike me as amusing.”
There Archie stopped and held up his hand, for a pleasant voice was heard saying outside,--
”Are the boys in the library, auntie?”
”Yes, dear, and longing for suns.h.i.+ne; so run in and make it for them,”
answered Mrs. Jessie.
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”It's Rose,” and Archie threw his cigar into the fire.
”What's that for?” asked Charlie.
”Gentlemen don't smoke before ladies.”
”True; but I'm not going to waste _my_ weed,” and Prince poked his into the empty inkstand that served them for an ash tray.
A gentle tap at the door was answered by a chorus of ”Come in,” and Rose appeared, looking blooming and breezy with the chilly air.
”If I disturb you, say so, and I'll go away,” she began, pausing on the threshold with modest hesitation, for something in the elder boys' faces excited her curiosity.
”You never disturb us, cousin,” said the smokers, while the readers tore themselves from the heroes of the bar-room and gutter long enough to nod affably to their guest.
As Rose bent to warm her hands, one end of Archie's cigar stuck out of the ashes, smoking furiously and smelling strongly.
”Oh, you bad boys, how could you do it, to-day of all days?” she said reproachfully.
”Where's the harm?” asked Archie.
”You know as well as I do; your mother doesn't like it, and it's a bad habit, for it wastes money and does you no good.”
”Fiddle-sticks! every man smokes, even Uncle Alec, whom you think so perfect,” began Charlie, in his teasing way.
”No, he doesn't! He has given it up, and I know why,” cried Rose eagerly.
”Now I think of it, I haven't seen the old meerschaum since he came home. Did he stop it on our account?” asked Archie.
”Yes,” and Rose told the little scene on the seash.o.r.e in the camping-out time.
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