Part 7 (1/2)
”Though we have not seen each other for so long, I am sure you will forgive my writing. It would give us so much pleasure if you and the two children would come over for a night or two while Felix and his young folk are staying with us. It is no use, I fear, to ask Tod; but of course if he would come, too, both Stanley and myself would be delighted.
”Yours cordially,
”CLARA FREELAND.”
She read it, handed it to Tod, who also read it and handed it to Felix.
n.o.body said anything. It was so altogether simple and friendly a note that Felix felt pleased with it, thinking: 'I expressed that well!'
Then Tod said: ”Go ahead, old man! You've got something to say about the youngsters, haven't you?”
How on earth did he know that? But then Tod HAD a sort of queer prescience.
”Well,” he brought out with an effort, ”don't you think it's a pity to embroil your young people in village troubles? We've been hearing from Stanley--”
Kirsteen interrupted in her calm, staccato voice with just the faintest lisp:
”Stanley would not understand.”
She had put her arm through Tod's, but never removed her eyes from her brother-in-law's face.
”Possibly,” said Felix, ”but you must remember that Stanley, John, and myself represent ordinary--what shall we say--level-headed opinion.”
”With which we have nothing in common, I'm afraid.”
Felix glanced from her to Tod. The fellow had his head on one side and seemed listening to something in the distance. And Felix felt a certain irritation.
”It's all very well,” he said, ”but I think you really have got to look at your children's future from a larger point of view. You don't surely want them to fly out against things before they've had a chance to see life for themselves.”
She answered:
”The children know more of life than most young people. They've seen it close to, they've seen its realities. They know what the tyranny of the countryside means.”
”Yes, yes,” said Felix, ”but youth is youth.”
”They are not too young to know and feel the truth.”
Felix was impressed. How those narrowing eyes shone! What conviction in that faintly lisping voice!
'I am a fool for my pains,' he thought, and only said:
”Well, what about this invitation, anyway?”
”Yes; it will be just the thing for them at the moment.”
The words had to Felix a somewhat sinister import. He knew well enough that she did not mean by them what others would have meant. But he said: ”When shall we expect them? Tuesday, I suppose, would be best for Clara, after her weekend. Is there no chance of you and Tod?”
She quaintly wrinkled her lips into not quite a smile, and answered:
”Tod shall say. Do you hear, Tod?”