Part 60 (1/2)
”NOW YOU SEE HOW IT WAS!” she said.
”You poor child!” cried mother. ”Indeed I DO see how it was. You've been a brave girl. A good, brave girl! Father and I are mighty proud of you!”
”Oh mother! I thought you were ashamed of me!” sobbed Sh.e.l.ley.
”Oh my child!” said mother quavery-like. ”Oh my child! You surely see that none of us could understand, as we do now.”
She patted Sh.e.l.ley, and told her to run upstairs and lie down for a while, because she was afraid she would be sick.
”We mustn't have a pale, tired girl right now,” said mother.
”Well!” said Sh.e.l.ley, but she just stood there holding mother.
”Well?” said mother gripping her.
”You see!” said Sh.e.l.ley.
”Child,” said mother, ”I DO see! I see six feet of as handsome manhood as I ever have seen anywhere. His manner is perfect, and I find his speech most attractive. I am delighted with him. I do see indeed!
Your father is quite as proud and pleased as I am. Now go to bed.”
Sh.e.l.ley held up her lips, and then went. I ran to the barn, where the men were standing in the shade, while Leon led his horse up and down before them, told about its pedigree, its record, how he came to have it. The Paget man stood there looking and listening gravely, as he studied the horse. At last he went over her, and gee! but he knew horse! Then Laddie brought out Flos and they talked all about her, and then went into the barn. Father opened the east doors to show how much land he had, which were his lines; and while the world didn't look quite so pretty as it had in May, still it was good enough. Then they went into the orchard, sat under the trees and began talking about business conditions. That was so dry I went back to the house. And maybe I didn't strike something interesting there!
As I came up the orchard path to a back yard gate, I saw a carriage at the hitching rack in front of the house, so I took a peep and almost fell over. It was the one the Princess had come to Sally's wedding in; so I knew she was in the house visiting Sh.e.l.ley. I went to the parlour and there I had another shock; for lo and behold! in our big rocking chair, and looking as well as any one, so far as you could see--of course you can't see heart trouble, though--sat Mrs. Pryor. The Princess and mother were there, all of them talking, laughing and having the best time, while on the davenport enjoying himself as much as any one, was Mr. Pryor. They talked about everything, and it was easy to see that the Pryor door was OPEN so far as we were concerned, anyway. Mrs. Pryor was just as nice and friendly as she could be, and so was he. Sh.e.l.ley sat beside him, and he pinched her cheek and said: ”Something seems to make you especially brilliant today, young woman!”
Sh.e.l.ley flushed redder, laughed, and glanced at mother, so she said: ”Sh.e.l.ley is having a plain old-fas.h.i.+oned case of beau. She met a young man in Chicago last fall and he's here now to ask our consent. All of us are quite charmed with him. That's why she's so happy.”
Then the Princess sprang up and kissed Sh.e.l.ley, so did Mrs. Pryor, while such a chatter you never heard. No one could repeat what they said, for as many as three talked at the same time.
”Oh do let's have a double wedding!” cried the Princess when the excitement was over a little. ”I think it would be great fun; do let's! When are you planning for?”
”Nothing is settled yet,” said Sh.e.l.ley. ”We've had no time to talk!”
”Mercy!” cried the Princess. ”Go make your arrangements quickly!
Hurry up, then come over, and we'll plan for the same time. It will be splendid! Don't you think that would be fine, Mrs. Stanton?”
”I can't see any objections to it,” said mother.
”Where is your young man? I'm crazy to see him,” cried the Princess.
”If you have gone and found a better looking one than mine, I'll never speak to you again.”
”She hasn't!” cried Mrs. Pryor calmly, like that settled it. I like her. ”They're not made!”
”I am not so sure of that,” said Sh.e.l.ley proudly. ”Mother, isn't my man quite as good looking, and as nice in every way, as Laddie?”
”Fully as handsome, and so far as can be seen in such a short time, quite as fine,” said mother.
I was perfectly amazed at her; as if any man could be!
”I don't believe it, I won't stand it, and I shan't go home until I have seen for myself!” cried the Princess, laughing, and yet it sounded as if she were half-provoked, and I knew I was. The Paget man was all right, but I wasn't going to lose my head over him. Laddie was the finest, of course!