Part 16 (1/2)
”Never! He was the prophet of evil, and you are the good genius of my life.”
”I'm not sure whether I am or not. It plunges you into all sorts of embarra.s.sments to think of marrying me. Neither of us has any money.
You'll have to work hard for years before you can afford a wife,--and then there's your sister to be considered.”
”I know. Poor Moggy! But she came out for my sake. She will probably be only too glad to get home again whenever--other arrangements are possible. Will you wait a while for me, my sweet?”
”I don't mind if I do.”
”How long will you wait?”
”Shall we say ten years?”
”Ten years! By Jove, no! We'll say no such thing! But eighteen months,--we'll fix it at eighteen months, or two years at farthest. I can surely fetch it in two years.”
”Very well, then; I'll wait two years with pleasure.”
”I don't ask you to wait _with pleasure_! That's carrying it a little too far!”
”I don't seem able to please you, whatever I say,” remarked Johnnie, pretending to pout.
”Please me, darling Joan! You please me down to the ground, and you always did! But if you'll wait two years,--not with pleasure, but with patience and resignation,--I'll buckle to with a will and earn my happiness. Your father won't be averse, will he?”
”Poor papa! Yes, he _is_ very averse to having his girls marry, but he's somewhat hardened to it. I'm the last of the four, you know, and I think he would give his blessing to you rather than any one else, because you would bring me out here to live near the others. Perhaps he will come too. It is the dream of Clover's and Elsie's lives that he should.”
”That would be quite perfect for us all.”
”You say that to please me, I know, but you will say it with all your heart if ever it happens, for my father is the sweetest man in the world, and the wisest and most reasonable. You will love him dearly. He has been father and mother and all to us children. And there's my sister Katy,--you will love her too.”
”I have seen her once, you remember.”
”Yes; but you can't find Katy out at once,--there is too much of her.
Oh, I've ever so many nice relations to give you. There's Ned Worthington; he's a dear,--and Cousin Helen. Did I ever tell you about her? She's a terrible invalid, you know, almost always confined to her bed or sofa, and yet she has been one of the great influences of our lives,--a sort of guardian angel, always helping and brightening and cheering us all, and starting us in right directions. Oh, you must know her. I can't think how you ever will, for of course she can never come to Colorado; but somehow it shall be managed. Now tell me about _your_ people. How many are there of you?”
”Eleven, and I scarcely remember my oldest brother, he went away from home so long ago. Jim was my chum,--he's no end of a good fellow. He's in New Zealand now. And Beatrice--that's the next girl to Imogen--is awfully nice too, and there are one or two jolly ones among the smaller kids. Oh, you'll like them all, especially my mother. We'll go over some day and make them a visit.”
”That will be nice; but we shall have to wait till we grow rich before we can take such a long journey. Lion, do you think by-and-by we could manage to build another house, or move your cabin farther down the Valley? I want to live nearer Clover and Elsie. You'll have to be away a good deal, of course, as the other boys are, and a mile is 'a goodish bit,' as Imogen would say. It would make all the difference in the world if I had the sisters close at hand to 'put my lips to when so dispoged.'”
”Why, of course we will. Geoff built the Hutlet, you know; I didn't put any money into it. I chose the position because--well, the view was good, and I didn't know how Moggy would hit it off with the rest, you understand. I thought she might do better a little farther away; but with you it's quite different of course. I dare say the Hutlet could be moved; I'll talk to Geoff about it.”
”I don't care how simple it is, so long as it is near the others,” went on Johnnie. ”It's easy enough to make a simple house pretty and nice. I am so glad that your house is in this valley, Lion.”
A little pause ensued.
”What was that?” asked Johnnie, suddenly.
”What?”
”That sound? It seemed to come from down the canyon. Such a very odd echo, if it was an echo!”