 Chapter 7 and 8 of Lena Rivers by Mary Jane Holmes This LibriVox recording is in the public domain. 7. Malcolm Everett It would be tiresome both to ourselves and our readers where we to enumerate the many mortifications which both Mr. and Mrs. Livingstone were compelled to endure from their mother, who gradually came to understand her true position in the family. One by one her ideas of teaching them economy were given up, as was also all hopes of ever being at all familiar with her daughter, whom at her son's request she had ceased to call, Tilda. Maybe you want me to say Miss Livingstone, said she, but I shan't. I'll call her Miss Nichols or Matilda, just which she chooses. Of course Mrs. Livingstone chose the latter, wincing though every time she heard it. Dreading a scene which she knew was sure to follow a disclosure of his engagement with Miss Nancy, Mr. Livingstone had requested his mother to keep it from his wife, and she, appreciating his motive, promised secrecy, lamenting the while the ill fortune which had prevented Nancy from being her daughter-in-law, and dwelling frequently upon the comfort she would take where Nancy there in Matilda's place. On the whole, however, she was tolerably contented. The novelty of Kentucky life pleased her, and at last, like most northern people, she fell in with the habits of those around her. Still, her Massachusetts friends were not forgotten, and many a letter, wonderful for its composition and orthography, found its way to Nancy's Coventyke, who wrote in return that, some time or other, she should surely visit Kentucky, asking further if the big bugs didn't prefer eastern teachers for their children, and hinting at her desire to engage in that capacity when she came south. Now that's the very thing, exclaimed Mrs. Nichols, folding the letter directed wrongside up and resuming her knitting. Nancy's Larnan is plenty good enough to teach Caroline and Annie, and I mean to speak to John about it right away. I wouldn't do any such thing, said Lena seeing at a glance how such a proposal would be received. Why not? asked Mrs. Nichols, and Lena replied. I don't think Nancy would suit at Livingstone at all, and besides that, they've engaged a teacher, a Mr. Everett, and expect him next week. You don't say so, returned Mrs. Nichols. I never heard a word on it. Whereabouts is he from, and how much do they give him a week? The latter, Lena knew nothing about, but she replied that she believed he was from Rockford, a village near Rochester, New York. Why, Nancy's Coventyke's sister lives there. I wouldn't wonder if he knew her. Very likely, returned Lena, catching her bonnet and hurrying off to ride with Captain Atherton and Anna. As we have once before observed, Anna was a great favorite with the Captain, who had petted her until John Jr. teased her unmercifully, calling him her grey-haired lover and the like. This made Anna exceedingly sensitive, and now when the Captain called for her to ride as he frequently did, she refused to go unless the invitation was also extended to Lena, who in this way got many a pleasant ride around the country. She was fast learning to like Kentucky, and would have been very happy had her aunt and Carrie been a little more gracious. But the former seldom spoke to her and the latter only to ridicule something which she said or did. Many and amusing were the disputes between the two girls concerning their peculiarities of speech, Carrie bidding Lena quit her Yankee habit of eternally guessing, and Lena retorting that she would when Carrie stopped her everlasting reckoning. To avoid the remarks of the neighbors who she knew were watching her narrowly, Mrs. Livingstone had purchased Lena two or three dresses, which though greatly inferior to those worn by Carrie and Anna, were still fashionably made and so much improved Lena's looks that her manners improved also for what child does not appear to better advantage when conscious of looking well. More than once had her uncle's hand rested for a moment on her brown curls, while his thoughts were traversing the past, and in fancy his fingers were again straying among the silk and locks now resting in the grave. It would seem as if the mother from her coffin was pleading for her child, for all the better nature of Mr. Livingstone was aroused. And when he secured the services of Mr. Everett, who was highly recommended both as a scholar and gentleman, he determined that Lena should share the same advantages with his daughters. To this Mrs. Livingstone made no serious objection, for as Mr. Everett would teach in the house it would not do to debar Lena from the privilege of attending his school, and as the highest position to which she could aspire was to be governess in some private family, she felt willing she said that she should have a chance of acquiring the common branches. And now Mr. Everett was daily expected. Anna, who had no fondness for books, greatly dreaded his arrival, thinking within herself how many pranks she'd play off upon him provided Lena would lend a helping hand which she much doubted. John Jr. too, who for a time at least was to be placed under Mr. Everett's instruction, felt in no wise eager for his arrival, fearing as he told Lena that, between the old man and the tutor, he would be kept a little too straight for a gentleman of his habits, and it was with no particular emotions of pleasure that he and Anna saw the stage stop before the gate one pleasant morning toward the middle of November. Running to one of the front windows, Carrie, Lena, and Anna watched their new teacher each after her own fashion commenting upon his appearance. Ugh! exclaimed Anna. What a green boyish looking thing! I reckon nobody's going to be afraid of him. I say he's real handsome, said Carrie, who being thirteen years of age had already in her own mind practiced many a little cockatry upon the stranger. I like him, was Lena's brief remark. Mr. Everett was a pale intellectual looking man, scarcely twenty years of age, and appearing still younger so that Anna was not wholly wrong when she called him boyish. Still there wasn't his large black eye a firmness and decision which bespoke the man strong within him and which put to flight all of Anna's preconceived notions of rebellion. With the utmost composure he returned Mrs. Livingstone's greeting and the proud lady have bit her lip with vexation as she saw how little he seemed odd by her presence. Malcolm Everett was not one to acknowledge superiority where there was none, and though ever polite toward Mrs. Livingstone there was something in his manner which forbade her treating him as ought save and equal. He was not to be trampled down and for once in her life Mrs. Livingstone had found a person who would neither cringe to her nor flatter. The children were not presented to him until dinner time when with the air of a young desperado John Jr. marched into the dining room eyeing his teacher a scant, calculating his strength and returning his greeting with a simple nod. Mr. Everett scanned him from head to foot and then turned to Carrie half smiling at the great dignity which she assumed. With Lena and Anna he seemed better pleased, holding their hands and smiling down upon them through rows of teeth which Anna pronounced the whitest she had ever seen. Mr. Livingstone was not at home and when his mother appeared Mrs. Livingstone did not think proper to introduce her. But if by this omission she thought to keep the old lady silent she was mistaken for the moment Mrs. Nichols was seated she commenced with, your name is Everett I believe? Yes ma'am, said he bowing very gracefully toward her. Any kin to the governor that was? No ma'am none whatever and the white teeth became slightly visible for a moment but soon disappeared. You are from Rockford, Lena tells me. Yes ma'am, have you friends there? Yes, or that is Nancy Scovindike's sister Betsy Scovindike that used to be lives there. Maybe you know her. Her name is Bacon, Betsy Bacon. She's a widow and keeps borders. Ah! said he, the teeth this time becoming wholly visible. I've heard of Mrs. Bacon but have not the honour of her acquaintance. You are from the East I perceive? Law now, how did you know that? asked Mrs. Nichols while Mr. Everett answered. I guessed at it. With a peculiar emphasis on the word guessed which led Lena to think he had used it purposely and not from habit. Mr. Everett possessed in a remarkable degree the faculty of making those around him both respect and like him and air six weeks at past he had won the love of all his pupils. Even John Jr. was greatly improved and Carrie seemed suddenly reawakened into a thirst for knowledge, deeming no task too long and no amount of study too hard if it won the commendation of her teacher. Lena, who committed to memory with great ease and who consequently did not deserve so much credit for her always perfect lessons, seldom received a word of praise while poor Anna, notoriously lazy when books were concerned, cried almost every day because as she said, Mr. Everett didn't like her as he did the rest, else why did he look at her so much watching her all the while and keeping her after school to get her lessons over when he knew how she hated them. Once Mrs. Livingstone ventured to demonstrate telling him that Anna was very sensitive and required altogether different treatment from Carrie. She thinks you dislike her, said she, and while she retains this impression she will do nothing as far as learning is concerned, so if you do not like her, try and make her think you do. There was a peculiar look in Mr. Everett's dark eyes as he answered. You may think it's strange Mrs. Livingstone, but of all my pupils I love Anna the best. I know I find more fault with her and am perhaps more severe with her than with the rest, but it's because I would make her what I wish her to be. Pardon me madam, but Anna does not possess the same amount of intellect with her cousin or sister, but by proper culture she will make a fine intelligent woman. Mrs. Livingstone hardly relished being told that one child was inferior to the other, but she could not well help herself. Mr. Everett would say what he pleased, and thus the conference ended. From that time Mr. Everett was exceedingly kind to Anna, wiping away the tears which invariably came when told that she must stay with him in the school room after the rest were gone. Then, instead of seating himself in rigid silence at a distance until her task was learned, he would sit by her side, occasionally smoothing her long curls and speaking encouragingly to her as she poured over some hard rule of grammar, or puzzled her brains with some difficult problem in Colburn. Air-long the result of all this became manifest, and Anna grew fonder of her books more ready to learn and more willing to be kept after school. Ah, little did Mrs. Livingstone think what she was doing when she bad young Malcolm Everett make her warm-hearted, impulsive daughter think he liked her. 8. Scheming Mother, where's Lena's dress? Hasn't she got any? I asked Anna one morning about two weeks before Christmas as she bent over a promiscuous pile of marinos, delanes and plaid silks, her own and Carrie's dresses for the coming holidays. Say, Mother, didn't you buy Lena any? Thus interrogated Mrs. Livingstone replied, I wonder if you think I'm made of money? Lena is indebted to me now far more than she can ever pay. As long as I give her a home and am at so much expense in educating her, she of course can't expect me to dress her as I do you. There's Carrie's brown delaying and your blue one, which I intend to have made over for her, and she ought to be satisfied with that, for they are much better than anything she had when she came here. And the Lady glanced towards the spot where Lena sat, admiring the new things in which she had no share, and longing to ask the question which Anna had asked for her, and which had now been answered. John Jr., who was present, and who knew that Mr. Everett had been engaged to teach in the family long before it was known that Lena was coming, now said to his cousin who arose to leave, Yes, Lena. Mother's a model of generosity, and you'll never be able to repay her for her kindness in allowing you to wear the girl's old duds, which would otherwise be given to the blacks, and in permitting you to recite to Mr. Everett, who of course was hired on your account. The slamming together of the door as Lena left the room brought the young gentleman's remarks to a close, and wishing to escape the lecture which he saw was preparing for him, he too made his exit. Christmas was coming, and with it Derwood Belmont, and about his coming Mrs. Livingstone felt some little anxiety. Always scheming and always looking ahead, she was expecting great results from this visit. Derwood was not only immensely wealthy, but was also descended on his father's side from one of England's noblemen. All together he was, she thought, a decided catch, and though he was now only sixteen while Carey was but thirteen, life-long impressions had been made at even an earlier period, and Mrs. Livingstone resolved that her pretty daughter should at least have all the advantages of dress with which to set off her charms. Concerning Anna's appearance she cared less, for she had but little hope of her, unless indeed, but was too soon to think of that, she would wait, and perhaps in good time, to at all come round naturally and as a matter of course. So she encouraged her daughter's intimacy with Captain Atherton, who, until Malcolm Everett appeared, was in Anna's estimation the best man living. Now, however, she made an exception in favour of her teacher, who, as she told the captain, neither wore false teeth nor kept in his pocket a pair of specks to be slyly used when he fancied no one saw him. Captain Atherton coughed, coloured, laughed, and saying that, Mr. Everett was a mash kind of a boy, swore eternal enmity toward him, and under the mask of friendship, watched. Eleven years before, when Anna was a baby, Mrs. Livingstone had playfully told the captain, who was one day deploring his want of a wife, that if he would wait he should have her daughter. To this he agreed, and the circumstance, trivial as it was, made a more than ordinary impression upon his mind, and though he had as yet no definite idea that the promise would ever be fulfilled, the little girl was to him an object of uncommon interest. Mrs. Livingstone knew this, and whenever Anna's future prospects were the subject of her meditations, she generally fell back upon that fact as an item not to be despised. Now, however, her thoughts were turned into another and widely different channel. Christmas week was to be spent by Dureward Belmont partly at Captain Atherton's and partly at her own house, and as Mrs. Livingstone was not ignorant of the effect a becoming dress has upon a pretty face, she determined that Carrie should at least have that advantage. Anna too was to fare like her sister, while no thought was bestowed upon poor Lena's wardrobe until her husband, who accompanied her to Frankfurt, suggested that a certain pattern which he fancied would be becoming to Lena should be purchased. With an angry scowl, Mrs. Livingstone muttered something about spending so much money for other folk's young ones. Then, remembering the old delanes annoying by the tone of her husband's voice that he was an earnest, she quickly rejoined. Why? Lena's got two new dresses at home. Never doubting his wife's word, Mr. Livingstone was satisfied, and nothing more was said upon the subject. Business of importance made it necessary for him to go for a few weeks to New Orleans, and he was now on his way thither, his way of having accompanied him as far as Frankfurt, where he took the boat while she returned home. When Lena left the room after learning that she had no part in the mass of Christmas finery, she repaired to the Arbor Bridge where she had wept so bitterly on the first day of her arrival, and which was now her favorite resort. For a time she sat watching the leaping waters swollen by the winter rains and wondering if it were not possible that they started at first from the pebbly spring which gushed so cool and clear from the mountainside near her old New England home. This reminded her of where and what she was now, a dependent on the bounty of those who wished her away and who almost every day of her life made her feel it so keenly too. Not one among them loved her except Anna, and would not her affection change as they grew older. Then her thoughts took another direction. Der word Belmont was coming. But did she wish to see him? Could she bear the sneering remarks which she knew Carrie would make concerning herself? And how would he be affected by them? Would he ask her of her father, and if so, what had she to say? Many a time had she tried to penetrate the dark mystery of her birth, but her grandmother was wholly noncommittal. Once too when her uncle seemed kinder than usual, she had ventured to ask him of her father, and with a frown he had replied that, the least she knew of him, the better. Still, Lena felt sure that he was a good man and that some time or other she would find him. All day long the clouds had been threatening rain which began to fall soon after Lena entered the arbor, but so absorbed was she in her own thoughts that she did not observe it until her clothes were perfectly dampened. Then starting up she repaired to the house. For several days she had not been well, and this exposure brought on a severe cold which confined her to her room for nearly two weeks. Meantime the dressmaking process went on, Anna keeping Lena constantly apprised of its progress and occasionally wearing in some article for her inspection. This reminded Lena of her own wardrobe and knowing that it would not be attended to while she was sick, she made such haste to be well that on Thursday at tea time she took her accustomed seat at the table. After supper she lingered a while in the parlor hoping something would be said, but she waited in vain and was about leaving when a few words spoken by Carrie in an adjoining room caught her ear and arrested her attention. They were. And so Lena came down to-night. I daresay she thinks he will set Miss Simpson at work upon my old delaying. Perhaps so, returned Mrs. Livingstone, but I don't see how Miss Simpson can do it unless you put off having that silk apron embroidered. I shan't do any such thing, said Carrie, glad of an excuse to keep Lena out of the way. What matter is it if she don't come down when the company are here? I'd rather she wouldn't, for she's so green and awkward, and Irwood is so fastidious in such matters that I'd rather he wouldn't know she's a relative of ours. I know he'd tell his mother and they say she is very particular about his associates. Lena's first impulse was to defy her cousin to her face, to tell her she had seen Irwood Belmont and that he didn't laugh at her either. But her next thought was calmer and more rational. Possibly under Carrie's influence he might make fun of her and resolving on no condition whatever to make herself visible while he was in the house, she returned to her room and throwing herself upon the bed wept until she fell asleep. When is Miss Simpson going to fix Lena's dress? Asked Anna as day after day passed and nothing was said of the brown delaying. For an instant Mrs. Simpson's nimble fingers were still as she awaited the answer to a question which had occurred to her several times. She was a kind-hearted intelligent girl and at a glance had seen how matters stood. She too was an orphan and her sympathies were all enlisted on behalf of the neglected Lena. She had heard from Anna of the brown delaying and in her own mind she had determined that it should be fitted with the utmost taste of which she was capable. Her speculations however were brought to a close by Mrs. Livingstone saying in reply to Anna that Lena seemed so wholly uninterested and cared so little about seeing the company she had decided not to have the dress fixed until after Christmas week. The fiery expression of two large glittering eyes which at that moment peered in at the door convinced Miss Simpson that her employer had hardly told the truth and she secretly determined that Lena should have the dress whether she would or not. Accordingly the next time she and Anna were alone she asked for the delaying interesting her secret to Anna who thinking no harm promised to keep it from her mother. But to get Lena fitted was a more difficult matter. Her spirit was roused and for a time she resisted their combined efforts. At last however she yielded and by working late at night in her own room Miss Simpson managed to finish the dress in which Lena really looked better than did either of her cousins in their garments of far richer materials. Still she was resolved not to go down and Anna fearing what her mother might say dared not urge her very strongly hoping though that something would turn up. Dear word Belmont, Nellie Douglas and Mabel Ross had arrived at Captain Atherton's. Mrs. Livingstone and her daughters had called upon them inviting them to spend a few days at Mabel Grove where they were to meet some other young people selected from the wealthiest families in the neighborhood. Mrs. Livingstone said at the same time patting the sallow cheek of Mabel whose reputed hundred thousand she intended should one day increase the importance of her own family. The invitation was accepted the day had arrived the guests were momentarily expected and Carrie before the long mirror was admiring herself alternately frowning upon John Jr. who was mimicking her heirs and scolding Anna for fretting because Lena could not be induced to join them. Finding that her niece was resolved not to appear Mrs. Livingstone for looks sake had changed her tactics saying Lena could come down if she chose she was sure there was nothing to prevent. Knowing this Anna had exhausted all her powers of eloquence upon her cousin. But she still remained inexorable greatly to the astonishment of her grandmother who for several days had been suffering from a rheumatic affection not withstanding which she meant to hobble down if possible for said she I want to see this dear word Belmont. Matilda says he's got noble blood in him. I used to know a family of nobles in Massachusetts and I think like as not he's some kin. Carrie to whom this remark was made communicated it to her mother who forthwith repaired to Mrs. Nichols room telling her that was a child's party and hinting pretty strongly that she was neither wanted nor expected in the parlor and would confer a great favor by keeping aloof. Wall Wall said Mrs. Nichols who had learned to dread her daughter's displeasure. I does life stay up here is not but I do want Lena to join him. She's young and would enjoy it. Without a word of answer Mrs. Livingstone walked away leaving Lena more determined than ever not to go down. When the evening at last arrived Anna insisted so strongly upon her wearing the delaying for fear of what might happen that Lena consented curling her hair with great care and feeling a momentary thrill of pride as she saw how well she looked. When we get nicely to enjoying ourselves said Anna you come down and look through the glass door for I do want you to see Derwood he's so handsome but there's the carriage I must go and away ran Anna down the stairs while Lena flew to one of the front windows to see the company as they rode up. First came Captain Atherton's carriage and in it the captain and his maiden sister together with a pale sickly looking girl whom Lena knew to be Mabel Ross. Behind them rode Derwood Belmont and at his side on a spirited little pony was another girl 13 or 14 years of age but in her long riding dress looking older because taller. Lena readily guessed that this was Nelly Douglas and at a glance she recognized the Derwood of the cars grown handsomer and taller since then she thought. With a nimble bound he leaped from his saddle kissing his hand to carry who with her sunniest smile ran past him to welcome Nelly. A pang not of jealousy but of an undefined something shot through Lena's heart and dropping the heavy curtain she turned away while the tears gathered thickly in her large brown eyes. Where's Lena? asked Captain Atherton of Anna warming his red fingers before the blazing grate and looking round upon the group of girls who were gathered near. Glancing at her mother Anna replied she says she don't want to come down. Bashful returned the captain while Nelly Douglas asked who Lena was at the same time returning the pinch which John Junior had slyly given her as a mode of showing his preference for Nelly was his favorite. Fearful of Anna's reply Mrs. Livingstone answered carelessly she's the child of one of Mr. Livingstone's poor relations and we've taken her a while out of charity. At any other time John Junior would doubtless have questioned his mother's word but now so engrossed was he with the merry, hoidonish Nelly that he scarcely heard her remark or notice the absence of Lena. With the exception of his cousin Nelly was the only girl whom John Junior could endure. The rest, he said, were so stuck up and affected. For Mabel Ross he seemed to have a particular aversion not because she was so very disagreeable but because his mother continually reminded him of what she hoped one day would be and this, he said, was enough to make a feller hate a girl. So without considering that Mabel was not to blame he ridiculed her unmercifully calling her a bundle of medicine and making fun of her thin, sallow face which really appeared to great disadvantage when contrasted with Nelly's bright eyes and round rosy cheeks. When the guests were all assembled Carey not knowing whether Derward Belmont would relish plays seated herself demurely upon the sofa prepared to act the dignified young lady or any other character she might think necessary. Get up, cad! said John Junior. Nobody's going to act like they were at a funeral. Get up and let's play something. As the rest seemed to be similarly inclined Carey arose and erelong the joyous shouts reached Lena making her half wish that she too was there. Remembering Anna's suggestion of looking through the glass door she stole softly down the stairs and stationing herself behind the door looked in on the scene. Mr. Everett usually so dignified had joined in the game claiming forfeits from Anna more frequently than was considered at all necessary by the captain who for a time looked jealously on and then declaring himself as young as any of them joined them with a right goodwill. Blind man's bluff was next proposed and Lena's heart leaped up for that was her favorite game. John Junior was first blinded but he caught them so easily that all declared he could see and allowed with a cause for Derward to take his place. This he willingly did and whether he could see or not he suffered them to pass directly under his hands thus giving entire satisfaction. On account of the heat of the rooms Anna on passing the glass door threw it open and the next time Derward came round he marched directly into the hall seizing Lena who was trying to hide. Feeling her long curls he exclaimed, Anna you are caught. No I ain't Anna let me go, said Lena struggling to escape. This brought all the girls to the spot while Derward snatching the muffler from his eyes looked down with astonishment upon the trembling Lena who would have escaped had she not been so securely hemmed in. Ain't you ashamed Lena to be peaking? asked Carrie while Derward repeated. Lena, Lena, I've seen her before in the cars between Springfield and Albany but how came she here? She lives here, she's our cousin, said Anna, notwithstanding the twitch given to her sleeve by Carrie who did not care to have the relationship exposed. Your cousin, said Derward, and where's the old lady who was with her? The one she called Granny, asked John Junior on purpose to rouse up his fiery little cousin. No, I don't call her Granny neither, I've quit it, said Lena angrily adding as a sly hit at Kentucky talk. She's up stars sick with their rheumatism. Good, said Derward, but why are you not down here with us? I didn't want to come, was her reply, and Derward leading her into the parlor continued, but now that you are here you must stay. Pretty, isn't she? said Nellie as the full blaze of the chandelier fell upon Lena. Rather, was Carrie's hesitating reply. She felt annoyed that Lena should be in the parlor and provoked that Derward should notice her in any way and at the first opportunity she told him how much she both troubled and mortified them by her vulgarity and obstinacy, adding that she had a most violent temper. From Nellie she had learned that Derward particularly disliked passionate girls and for this reason she strove to give him the impression that Lena was such as one. Once or twice she fancied him half inclined to disbelieve her as he saw how readily Lena joined in their amusements and how good humoredly she bore John Junior's teasing and then she hoped something would occur to prove her words true. Her wish was gratified. The next day was dark and stormy confining the young people to the house. About ten o'clock the negro who had been to the post office returned bringing letters for the family, among which was one for Lena, so curious in its shape and superscription that even the negro grinned as he handed it out. Lena was not then present and Carrie taking the letter exclaimed, Now if this isn't the last specimen from Yankee-dom, just listen, and she spelled out the direction. To Miss Hellenea Rivers, State of Kentucky, County of Woodford, Dorsey Post Office, care of Miss Nichols. Unabserved by anyone Lena had entered the parter in time to hear every word and when Carrie, chanting to aspire, held out the letter saying, Here, Hellenea, I guess this came from down east, she darted forward, and striking the letter from Carrie's hand stamped upon it with her foot declaring, She'd never open it in the world, and saying they might do what they pleased with it for all of her. Read it, may we read it, eagerly asked Carrie, delighted to see Lena doing such justice to her reputation. Yes, read it, almost screamed Lena, and before anyone could interpose a word, Carrie had broken the seal and commenced reading announcing first that it came from Joel Slocum. It was as follows, Dear Hellenea, maybe you'll wonder when you see a letter from me, but I'll be hanged if I can't help writing, I'm so confounded lonesome now you are gone, that I don't know nothing what to do with myself. So I set on the great rocks where the saxfax grows and think and think till it seems as if my head would bust open. Well, how do you get along down amongst them heathenish Kentucks and niggers? I suppose there ain't no great difference between them, is there? When I get a little more learning, I'll believe I'll come down there to keep school. Oh, I forgot to tell you that your old lineback cow has got a calf, the prettiest little critter. Dad has get her to me, and I call her Hellenea I do, I swall. And when she capers round she makes me think of the way you danced, hi, putty Martin, the time you stuck a sliver in your heel. Up to this point Lena had stood immovable amid the loud shouts of her companions, but the fire of a hundred volcanoes burned within and flashed from her eyes. And now, springing forward, she caught the letter from Carrie's hand and inflicting a long scratch upon her forehead fled from the room. Had not Derward Belmont been present, Carrie would have flown after her cousin to avenge the insult, and even now she was for a moment thrown off her guard and starting forward exclaimed, The Tigris. Drawing his fine cambrick handkerchief from his pocket, Derward gently wiped the blood from her white brow saying, Never mind, it is not a deep scratch. I wished was deeper, muttered John Junior. You'd know business to serve is so mean. An angry retort rose to Carrie's lips, but just in time to prevent its utterance Derward also spoke saying, It was too bad to tease her so, but we were all more or less to blame, and I'm not sure but we ought to apologize. Carrie felt that she would die almost before she'd apologized to such as Lena, and still she thought it might be well enough to give Derward the impression that she was doing her best to make amends for her fault. Accordingly, the next time her cousin appeared in the parlor she was all smiles and affability talking a great deal to Lena who returned very short but civil answers while her face wore a look which Derward construed into defiance and hatred of everybody and everything. Too passionate, thought he, turning from her to Carrie, whose voice modulated to its softest tones rang out clear and musical as she sported and laughed with her moody cousin appearing the very essence of sweetness and amiability. Pity he could not have known how bitterly Lena had wept over her hasty action, not because he witnessed it but because she knew it was wrong. Pity he could not have read the tear-blooded note which she laid on Carrie's workbox and in which was written, I am sorry, Carrie, that I hurt you so. I didn't know what I was about but I will try and not get so angry again. Pity you that he did not see the look of contempt with which Carrie perused this note and when the two girls accidentally met in the upper hall and Lena laid her hand gently on Carrie's arm it is a thousand pities he was not present to see how fiercely she was repulsed, Carrie exclaiming, get out of my sight, I hate you and so do all of them downstairs, Derward in particular. Had he known all this he would have thought differently of Lena who feeling that she was not wanted in the parter kept herself entirely aloof never again appearing during the remainder of his day. Once Derward asked for her and half laughingly Carrie replied that she had not yet recovered from her pouting fit. Could he have known her real occupation he might have changed his mind again. The stormy weather had so increased Mrs. Nichols' romantic complaint that now, perfectly crippled, she lay as helpless as a child carefully nursed by Lena and old Aunt Polly who, spite of her own infirmities, had hobbled in to wait upon her friend. Never but once did Mrs. Livingstone go near her mother's sick room. The smell of herbs made her faint, she said. But to do her justice we must say that she gave Polly unqualified permission to order anything she pleased for the invalid. Toward the close of the third day the company left. Nellie Douglas, who really liked Lena and wished to bid her good-bye, whispered to John Jr. asking him to show her the way to his cousin's room. No one except members of the family had ever been in Mrs. Nichols' apartment and for a moment John Jr. hesitated knowing well that Nellie could not fail to observe the contrast it presented to the other richly furnished chambers. They ought to be mortified it'll serve him right. He thought at last and motioning Nellie to follow him he silently led the way to his grandmother's room where their knock was answered by Aunt Polly's grub voice which bade them come in. They obeyed but Nellie started back when she saw how greatly inferior was this room to the others around it. In an instant her eye took in everything and she readily comprehended the whole. It isn't my doings by a jugful, whispered John Jr., himself reddening as he noted the different articles of furniture which had never before seemed so meager and poor. On the humble bed in a half upright position lay Mrs. Nichols white as the snowy cap border which shaded her face. Behind her sat Lina supporting her head and when Nellie entered she was carefully pushing back the few gray locks which had fallen over the invalid's forehead her own bright curls mingling with them and resting some on her neck and some on her grandmother's shoulder. A deep flush died her cheeks when she saw Nellie who thought she had never looked upon a sight more beautiful. I did not know your grandmother was ill, said she coming forward and gently touching the swollen hand which lay outside the counterpane. Mrs. Nichols was not too ill to talk and forthwith she commenced a history of her malady beginning at the time she first had it when Lina's mother was a year and a day old frequently quoting Nancy Skolvendike and highly entertaining Nellie who listened until warned by the sound of the carriage as it came round to the door that she must go. We are going back to Uncle Atherton's, said she, but I wanted to bid you goodbye and ask you to visit me in Frankfurt with your cousins. Will you do so? This was wholly unexpected to Lina who without replying burst into tears. Nellie hardly knew what to do. She seldom cried herself. She did not like to see others cry and still she did not blame Lina for she felt that she could not help it. At last, taking her hand, she bade her farewell asking if she should not carry a goodbye to the others. Yes, to Mabel, said Lina. And not Derwurt, asked Nellie. With something of her old spirit Lina answered, No, he hates me, Carrie says so. Cad's a fool, muttered John Junior while Nellie rejoined. Derwurt never hated anybody and even if he did he would not say so. I mean to tell him. And with another goodbye she was gone. On the stairs she met Derwurt who was looking for her and asked where she had been. To bid Lina goodbye, don't you want to go too? said Nellie. Why, yes, if you are sure she won't scratch my eyes out, he returned gaily following his cousin. I reckon I'd better tell Lina to come out into the hall. She may not want you in there, said John Junior, and hastening forward he told his cousin what was wanted. Oh how Lina longed to go but pride and the remembrance of Carrie's words prevented her and coldly answering. No, I don't wish to see him. She turned away to hide the tears and pain which those words had cost her. This visit to Grandma Nicolle's room was productive of some good for John Junior did not fail of repeating to his mother the impression which he saw was made on Nellie's mind adding that, though Derwurt did not venture in, Nellie would of course tell him all about it. And then, said he, I wouldn't give much for his opinion of your treatment of your mother. Angry because she felt the truth of what her son said Mrs. Livingstone demanded what he'd have her do. Do, he repeated, give Grandmother a decent room or else fix that one up so it won't look like the old scratch had been having a catillion there. Paper and paint it and make it look decent. Upon this last piece of advice Mrs. Livingstone resolved to act for recently several vague rumors had reached her ear touching her neglect of her mother-in-law and she began herself to think it was just possible that a little of her money would be well expended in adding to the comfort of her husband's mother. Accordingly as soon as Mrs. Nichols was able to sit up her room underwent a thorough renovation and though no great amount of money was expended upon it it was fitted up with so much taste that the poor old lady whom John Jr., Lena and Anna had adroitly kept out of the way until her room was finished actually burst into tears when first ushered into her light, airy apartment in which everything looked so cheerful and pleasant. Tilda has now and then a good streak, said she, while Aunt Millie who had taken a great deal of interest in the repairing of the room felt inclined to change her favorite theory with regard to her mistress's future condition. Der word Belmont, first in his studies, first in his class and first in the esteem of his fellow students had been unanimously chosen to that post of honor and as the gathered multitude hung upon his words engaged upon his manly beauty they felt that a better choice could not well have been made. At the right of the platform sat a group of ladies friends it would seem of the speaker for ever and anon his eyes turned in that direction and as if each glance incited him to fresh efforts his eloquence increased until at last no sound saved that of his deep-toned voice was heard so rapt was everyone in the words of the young orator. But when his speech was ended there arose deafening shouts of applause while bouquets fell in perfect showers at his feet. Among them was one smaller and more elegant than the rest and as if it were more precious too it was the first which Der word took from the floor. See Carrie he gives you the preference whispered one of the young ladies on the right and Carrie Livingstone for she it was felt a thrill of gratified pride when she saw how carefully he guarded the bouquet which during all the exercises she had made her a special care calling attention to it in so many different ways that hardly anyone who saw it in Der word's possession could feel of knowing from what source it came. But then everybody said they were engaged so what did it matter? Everybody but John Jr. who was John Jr. still in who while openly denying the engagement teasingly hinted that was no fault of Gad's. For the last three years Carrie, Nelly, Mabel and Anna had been inmates of the seminary in New Haven and as they were now considered sufficiently accomplished to enter at once upon all the gaities of fashionable life John Jr. had come on to see the elephant as he said and to accompany them home. Carrie had fulfilled the promise of her girlhood and even her brother acknowledged that she was handsome in spite of her nose which like everybody else's still continued to be the most prominent feature of her face. She was proud too as well as beautiful and throughout the city she was known as the haughty Southern Belle admired by some and disliked by many. Among the students she was not half so popular as her unpretending sister whose laughing blue eyes and sunny brown hair were often toasted together with the classical brow and dignified bearing of Nelly Douglas who had lost some of the hoidonish propensities of her girlhood and who was now a graceful elegant creature just merging into nineteen. The pride of her widowed father and the idle still of John Jr. whose boyish preference had ripened into a kind of love such as only he could feel. With poor Mabel Ross it had fared worse her plain face and dumpy little figure never receiving the least attention except from Derwood Belmont who, pitying her lonely condition frequently left more congenial society for the sake of entertaining her. Of anyone else Carrie would have been jealous but feeling sure that Mabel had no attraction save her well and knowing that Derwood did not care for that she occasionally suffered him to leave her side always feeling amply repaid by the evident reluctance with which she left her society for that of Mabel's. When ill-naturedly rallied by his companions upon his preference for Carrie Derwood would sometimes laughingly refer them to the old worn-out story of the fox and the grapes for to scarcely anyone save himself did Carrie think it worth her while even to be gracious. This conduct was entirely at variance with her natural disposition for she was fond of admiration come from what source it might and she never would have been so called and distant to all save Derwood had she not once heard him say that he heartily despised a flirt and that no young lady could at all suspected her of being a coquette. This then was the secret of her reserve. She was resolved upon winning Derwood Belmont deeming no sacrifice too great if in the end it secured the prize. It is true there was once off a more a perfumed brainless phop from Rockford New York who next to Derwood was apparently most in favor but the idea of her entertaining even a shadow of a liking for Tom Lakin was too ludicrous to be harbored for a moment so his attentions went for naught public opinion uniting in giving her to Mr. Belmont. With the lapse of years Anna too had greatly improved. The extreme delicacy of her figure was gone and though her complexion was as white and pure as marble it denoted perfect health. With John Junior she was still the favorite sister the one whom he loved the best. Carrie was too stiff and proud, he said and though when he met her in New Haven after a year's absence his greeting was kind and brotherly he soon turned from her to Anna and Nellie utterly neglecting Mabel who turned away to her chamber to cry because no one cared for her. Frequently had his mother reminded him of the importance of securing a wealthy ride always finishing her discourse by speaking of Mr. Douglas's small income and enlarging upon the immense wealth of Mabel Ross whose varied name had become disagreeable to John Junior. At one time his father had hoped he too would enter college but the young man derided the idea of his ever making a scholar saying however more in sport than in earnest that he was willing to enter a store or learn a trade so that in case he was ever obliged to earn his own living he would have some means of doing it but to this his mother would not listen. He was her darling boy and his hands soft and white as those of a girl should never become hardened and embrowned by labor. So while his sisters were away at school he was at home hunting, fishing, riding, teasing his grandmother, tormenting the servants and shocking his mother by threatening to make love to his cousin Lina to whom he was at once a pest and a comfort and who now claims a share of our attention. When it was decided to send Carrie and Anna to New Haven Mr. Livingstone proposed that Lina should also accompany them but this plan Mrs. Livingstone opposed with all her force declaring that her money should never be spent creating the beggarly relatives of her husband who in this as in numerous other matters was forced to yield to the point. As Mr. Everett's services were now no longer needed he accepted the offer of a situation in the family of General Fontaine a high bred southern gentleman whose plantation was distant but half a mile from Maple Grove and as he there taught a regular school having under his charge several of the daughters of the neighboring planters it was decided that Lina also should continue under his instruction. Thus while Carrie and Anna were going through the daily routine of a fashionable boarding school Lina was storing her mind with useful knowledge and though her accomplishments were not quite so showy as those of her cousins they had in them the ring of the pure metal. Although her charms were as yet but partially developed she was a creature of rare loveliness and many who saw her for the first time marveled that ought so beautiful could be real. She had never seen Derwood Belmont a remarkable Christmas week but many a time had her cheeks flushed with a feeling which she could not define as she read Anna's accounts of the flattering attentions which she paid to Carrie who, one at home, still treated her with hearty contempt or cool indifference. But for this she did not care. She knew she was loved by Anna and liked by John Jr. and she hoped, nay, half believed that she was not wholly indifferent to her uncle who while he seldom made any show of his affection his heart admired and felt proud of her. With his wife it was different. She hated Lena. Hated her because she was beautiful and talented and because in her presence Carrie and Anna were ever in the shade. Still her niece was too general a favorite in the neighborhood to allow of open hostility at home and so the proud woman ground together her glittering teeth and waited. Among the many who admired Lena there was no one who gave her such full and unbounded image as did her grandmother whose life at Maple Grove had been one of shadow seldom mingled with sunshine. Gradually had she learned the estimation in which she was held by her son's wife and she felt how bitter it was to eat the bread of dependence. As far as she was able Lena shielded her from the sneers of her aunt who thinking she had done all that was required of her when she fixed their room would for days and even weeks appear utterly oblivious of their presence or frown darkly whenever chance threw them she had raised no objection to Lena's continuing a pupil of Mr. Everett who she hoped would not prove indifferent to her charms fancying that in this way she would sooner be rid of one whom she feared as a rival of her daughters but she was mistaken for much as Malcolm Everett might admire Lena another image than hers was enshrined in his heart and most carefully guarded was the little golden curl cut in seeming sport from the head at once adorned and now treasured as a sacred memento of the past believing that it would be so because she wished it to be so Mrs. Livingstone had more than once whispered to her female friends her surmises that Malcolm Everett would marry Lena and at the time of which we are speaking it was pretty generally understood that a strong liking at least if not an engagement existed between them old Captain Atherton grown more smooth and portly rubbed his fat hands complacently and while applying Twig's preparation to his hair congratulated himself that the only rival he had ever feared was now out of his way thinking too that Lena had conferred a great favor upon himself by taking Mr. Everett from his mind he became exceedingly polite to her making her little presence and frequently asking her to ride whenever these invitations were accepted they were sure to be followed by a ludicrous description to Anna who laughed merrily over her cousin's letters declaring herself half jealous of her gray haired lover as she termed the captain all such communications were eagerly seized by Cary and fully discussed in the presence of Derward who gradually received the impression that Lena was a flirt a species of woman kind which she held in great abhorrence just before he left New Haven he received a letter from his stepfather requesting him to stop for a day or two at Captain Atherton's where he would join him as he wished to look at a country seat near Mr. Livingstones which was now for sale this plan gave immense satisfaction to Cary and when her brother proposed that Derward should stop at their fathers instead of the captains she seconded the invitation so warmly that Derward finally consented and word was immediately sent to Mrs. Livingstone to hold herself in readiness to receive Mr. Belmont oh I do hope your father will secure Woodlawn said Cary as in the parlor of the Burnett House in Sonati they were discussing the projected purchase the other young ladies had gone out shopping and John Junior who was present and who felt just like teasing his sister replied Mrs. Graham has no daughters and she won't fancy such a chit as you so it must be Derward's society that you so much desire but I can assure you that your nose will be broken when once he sees our Lena Cary turned toward the window to hide her wrath at this speech while Derward asked if Miss Rivers were so very handsome handsome repeated John that don't begin to express it cat is what I call handsome but Lena is beautiful more beautiful most beautiful now you have it supertatively such complexion such eyes such hair I'll be hanged if I haven't been more than half in love with her myself I really begin to tremble said Derward laughingly while Cary rejoined you've only to make the slightest advance and your love will be returned tenfold for Lena is very susceptible and already encourages several admirers there my fair sister you are slightly mistaken interrupted John Junior who was going on farther in his remarks when Derward asked if she ever left any marks of her affection referring to the scratch she had given Cary who before her brother had time to speak replied that the will and the clause remained the same though common decency kept them hidden when it was necessary that's downright slander determined now upon defending his cousin Lena has a high temper I acknowledge but she tries hard to govern it and for nearly two years I've not seen her angry once though she's had every provocation under heaven she knows when and where to be amiable retorted Cary any one of her admirers would tell the same story with yourself at this juncture John Junior was called for a moment from the room and Cary fearing she had said too much to Derward saying it was not often that she allowed herself to speak against her cousin and that she should not have done so now were not John so much blinded that her mother knowing Lena's ambitious nature sometimes seriously feared the consequence I know said she that John fancies Nelly but Lena's influence over him is very great Derward made no reply and Cary continued I'm always sorry when I speak against Lena she is my cousin and I wouldn't prejudice anyone against her so you must forget my unkind remarks which would never have been uttered in the presence of a stranger she is hence a man agreeable and you must like her in spite of what I said I cannot refuse when so fair a lady pleads her cause was Derward's gallant answer and as the other young ladies then entered the room the conversation ceased meanwhile Lena was very differently employed nearly a year had elapsed and she had seen her cousins and her heart bounded with joy at the thought of meeting Anna whom she dearly loved Cary was to her an object of indifference rather than dislike and often times had she thought if she would only let me love her but it could not be for there was no affinity between them Cary was proud and overbearing jealous of her high spirited cousin who as John Junior had said strove hard to subdue her temper and wanted Cary's insults except when they were leveled at her aged grandmother as we have before stated news had been received at Maple Grove that Derward would accompany her cousin's home Mr. Graham would of course join him there and accordingly extensive preparations were immediately commenced an unusual degree of sickness was prevailing among the female portion of Mrs. Livingstone's servants and the very day before the company was expected and Millie the head cook was taken suddenly ill coaxing, scolding and threatening was alike ineffectual the old Negress would not say she was well when she wasn't and as Hagar the next in command was also sick lazy as her mistress called it Mrs. Livingstone was herself obliged to superintend the cookery cross her then a bar as the little Darkie said she flew back and forth from kitchen to pantry her bunch of keys rattling the corners of her mouth drawn back and her hands raised ready to strike at anything that came in her way as if there were a fatality attending her movement she was unfortunate in whatever she undertook the cake was burned black the custard curdled the preserves were found to be working the big preserved dish got broken a thundershowers soured the cream and taking it all in all she really had trouble enough to disconcert the most experienced housekeeper still the few Negroes able to assist thought she needn't be so fetched cross but cross she was feeling more than once inclined to lay witchcraft to the charge of old Millie who comfortably in constant bed listened in dismay to the disastrous accounts brought her from time to time from the kitchen mentally congratulating herself the while upon not being within hearing of her mistress's tongue once Mrs. Nichols attempted to help but she was repulsed so angrily that Lena did not presume to offer her services until the day of their arrival when without a word she repaired to the chambers which she swept and dusted arranging the furniture and making everything ready for the comfort of the travelers then descending to the parlours she went through the same process there filled the vases with fresh flowers looped back the curtains opened the piano wheeled the sofa a little to the right large chair a little to the left and then going to the dining room she set the table in the most perfect order doing all so quietly that her aunt knew nothing of it until it was done Jake the coachman had gone to Frankfurt after them and as he was not expected to return until between three and four dinner was deferred until that hour from sunrise Mrs. Livingstone had worked industriously until her face and temper were at a boiling heat the clock was on the point of striking three and she was bending over a roasting turkey when Lena ventured to approach her saying I have seen Aunt Millie based a turkey many a time and I am sure I can do it as well as she well what of it was the uncivil answer Lena's temper choked her but forcing it down she replied why it is almost three and I thought perhaps you would want to cool and dress yourself before they came I can see to the dinner I know I can please let me try somewhat mollified by her niece's kind manner Mrs. Livingstone resigned her post and repaired to her own room while Lena confining her long curls to the top of her head donning the wide check apron which her aunt had thrown aside set herself at work with a right goodwill what dad are you say exclaimed Aunt Millie lifting her woolly head from her pillow and looking at the little colored girl who had brought to her the news that young miss was in the kitchen what dad are you telling miss Lena poking among the pots and gittles and this old nigger lasin in bed just like white folks longest was all miss I didn't see her good enough for her to roast blister and bile done get used to it case she's got to in kingdom come no mistake but little miss Leni it's too bad to bake her lamb's wool hands in face and all the quality coming I'll hobble up there if I can stand suiting the action to the word she got out of bed and crawling up to the kitchen and waited upon taking Lena's place saying she could sit in her chair and tell the rest what to do for a time Lena hesitated the old woman seems so faint and weak but the sound of wheels decided her springing to the sideboard in the dining room she brought Aunt Millie a glass of wine which revived her so much that she now felt willing to leave her by this time the carriage was at the door and to escape unobserved was now her great object she could not do for as she was crossing the hall Anna espied her and darting forward seized her around the neck at the same time dragging her toward Kerry who with Derward's eye upon her kissed her twice then turning to him she said I suppose you do not need an introduction to Miss Rivers Derward was almost guilty of the rudeness of staring at the strangeness of Lena's appearance for as nearly as she could she looked upright bending over hot stoves and boiling ice is not very beneficial to one's complexion and Lena's cheeks neck and forehead and nose were of a purplish red her hair was tucked back in a manner exceedingly unbecoming while the broad check apron which came nearly to her feet tended in no wise to improve her appearance she felt it keenly and after returning Derward's salutation she broke away before Anna or John Jr. who were both surprised at her looks at time to ask a question running up to her room her first impulse was to cry but knowing that would disfigure her still more she bathed her burning face and neck brushed out her curls threw on a simple muslin dress and started for the parlor of which Derward and Kerry were at that moment the only occupants as she was passing the outer door she observed upon one of the piazza pillars a half blown rose and for a moment stopped to admire it Derward who sat in a corner did not see her but Kerry did her malicious feeling prompted her to draw out her companion who she felt sure was disappointed in Lena's face they were speaking of a lady whom they saw at Frankfurt and whom Kerry pronounced perfectly beautiful while Derward would hardly admit that she was even good looking I am surprised at your taste said Kerry adding as she noticed the proximity of her cousin I think she resembles Lena and of course you'll acknowledge she is beautiful she was beautiful five years ago but she's greatly changed since then answered Derward never suspecting the exquisite satisfaction his words afforded Kerry who replied you had better keep that opinion to yourself and not express it before Captain Atherton or Brother John who takes my name in vain asked John Junior himself appearing at a side door oh John said Kerry we were just disputing about Lena Derward does not think her handsome Derward be hanged answered John making a faint of drawing from his pocket a pistol which was not there what fault has he to find with Lena a little too rosy that's all said Derward laughingly while John continued she did look unfounded red and dowdy-ish for her I don't understand it myself here the hem of the muslin dress on which Kerry's eye had all the while been resting disappeared and as there was no longer an incentive for a little nature to remarks the amiable young lady adroitly changed the conversation John Junior also caught a glimpse of the retreating figure and started in pursuit in the course of his search passing the kitchen where he was instantly hailed by Aunt Millie who while bemoaning her own aches and pains did not fail to tell him how Miss Lena like a born angel dropped right out of tarnity had been in thar burning her skin to a fiery red so Ho thought the young man that explains it and turning on his heel he walked back to the house just as the last bell was ringing for dinner on entering the dining room he found all the family assembled except Lena she had excused herself on the plea of a severe headache and now in her own room was chiding herself for being so much affected by a remark accidentally overheard what did she care if Derward made her plain he was nothing to her and never would be and again she bathed her head which really was aching sadly and so Lena's got the headache said John Junior well I don't wonder cooking all the dinner as she did what do you mean asked Anna while Mrs. Livingstone's angry frown bad her son keep silence filial obedience however was not one of John Junior's cardinal virtues and in a few words repeated what Aunt Millie had told him adding aside to Derward this explains the extreme rosiness which so much offended your lordship when next you see her you'll change your mind suddenly remembering that his grandmother had not been introduced he now presented her to Derward the noble's blood had long been forgotten but grandma was never at a loss for a subject and she commenced talking not with standing Carey's effort to keep her still Caroline said she at last turning to her granddaughter now I think on it what made you propose to have my dinner sent up to my room I ain't at there but once this great while and that was the day General Fontaine's folks were here and Matilda thought I weren't able to come down Derward's half concealed smile showed that he understood it all while John Junior in his element when his grandmother was talking managed to lead her on until her favorite theme Nancy Scovindike here a look from her son silenced her and as dinner was just then over Derward missed of hearing that remarkable lady's story late in the afternoon as the family were sitting upon the piazza Lena joined them her headache had passed away leaving her face a shade whiter than usual the flush was gone from her forehead and nose but mindful of Derward's remark the roses deepened on her cheek increased her loveliness I acknowledged that I was wrong your cousin is beautiful whispered Derward to Carrie who mentally hating the beauty which had never before struck her so forcibly replied in her softest tones I knew you would and I hope you'll be equally ready to forgive her for winning hearts only to break them for with that face how can she help it a handsome face is no excuse for coquetry answered Derward neither can I think Miss Rivers guilty of it at all events I mean to venture a little nearer and before Carrie could frame a reasonable excuse for keeping him at her side he had crossed over and taken a seat by Lena with whom he was soon in the midst of an animated conversation his surprise each moment increasing at the depth of intellect she displayed for the beauty of her mind was equal to that of her person had it not been for the remembrance of Carrie's insinuations his admiration would have been complete but anything like coquetry he heartily despised and one great secret of his liking for Carrie was her evident freedom from that fault as yet he had seen nothing to condemn in Lena's conduct wholly unaffected she talked with him as she would have talked with any stranger and still there was in her manner a certain coldness for which he could not account perhaps she thinks me not worth the winning thought he and in spite of his principles he air long found himself exerting all his powers to please and interest her about tea time Captain Atherton rode into the yard and simultaneously with his arrival Mr. Everett came also immediately remembering what he had heard Derward in his eagerness to watch Lena failed to note the crimson flush on Anna's usually pale cheek as Malcolm bent over her with his low spoken tender words of welcome and when the tzitziki captain claiming the privilege of an old friend kissed the blushing Anna Derward in his blindness attributed the scornful expression of Lena's face feeling of unwillingness that any save herself should share the attentions even of the captain and in this impression he was air long confirmed drawing his chair up to Anna Captain Atherton managed to keep Malcolm at a distance while he himself wholly monopolized the young girl who cast imploring glances toward her cousin as if asking for relief many a time on similar occasions had Lena claimed the attention of the captain for the sake of leaving Anna and now understanding what was wanted of her she nodded in token that she would come to the rescue just then Mrs. Livingstone who had kept an eye upon her niece drew near and as she seemed to want a seat Lena instantly rose and offered hers going herself to the place where the captain was sitting air long her lively Sally's and the captain's loud laugh began to attract Mrs. Livingstone's attention and observing that Derward's eyes were frequently drawn that way she thought proper to make some remarks concerning the impropriety of her niece's conduct I do wish said she apparently speaking more to herself than to Derward I do wish Lena would learn discretion and let Captain Atherton alone when she knows how much her behavior annoys Mr. Everett Is Mr. Everett anything to her asked Derward half hoping that she would not confirm what Carrie had before hinted if he isn't he ought to be the ominous shake of the head rumor says they are engaged and though when questioned she denies it she gives people abundant reason to think so and yet every chance she gets she flirts with Captain Atherton as you see her doing now what can she or any other young girl possibly want of that old man asked Derward laughing at the very idea he is rich Lena is poor proud and ambitious there lies the secret was Mrs. Livingstone's reply and thinking she had said enough for the present she excused herself while she went to give orders concerning supper John Junior Aunt Carrie too had disappeared and thus left to himself Derward had nothing to do but to watch Lena who as she saw symptoms of desertion in the anxious glances which the Captain cast toward Anna redoubled her exertions to keep him at her side thus confirming Derward in the belief that she really was what her aunt and Carrie had represented her to be poor, proud and ambitious rang in his ears and as he mistook the mischievous look which Lena frequently sent toward Anna and Malcolm for a desire to see how the latter was affected by her conduct he thought fickle as fair at the same time congratulating himself that he had obtained an insight into her real character ere her exceeding beauty and agreeable manners had made any particular impression upon him knowing she had done nothing to offend him and feeling peaked at his indifference Lena in turn treated him so coldly that even Carrie was satisfied with the phase which affairs had assumed and that night in the privacy of her mother's dressing room expressed her pleasure that matters were progressing so finally you've no idea mother said she how much he detests anything like coquetry Nelly Douglas thinks it's a kind of monomania with him and I am inclined to believe it is so in that case answered Mrs. Livingstone it behooves you and his presence to be very careful how you demean yourself toward other gentlemen I haven't lived nineteen years for nothing said Carrie folding her soft white hands complacently one over the other speaking of Nelly Douglas continued Mrs. Livingstone who had long desired this interview with her daughter speaking of Nelly reminds me of your brother who seems perfectly crazy about her and what if he does asked Carrie her thoughts far more intent upon Dure Ward Belmont than her brother isn't Nelly good enough for him yes good enough I admit returned her mother but I think I can find a far more suitable match Mabel Ross for instance her fortune is said to be immense while Mr. Douglas is worth little or nothing when you bring about a union between John Livingstone Junior and Mabel Ross I shall have full confidence in your powers to do even to the marrying of Anna and grandfather Atherton answered Carrie to whom her mother's schemes were no secret and that too I'll effect rather than see her thrown away upon a low-bred northerner who shall never wed her never and the haughty woman paced up and down her room devising numerous ways by which her long cherished threefold plan should be affected the next morning Dure Ward arose much earlier than was his usual custom and going out and he came suddenly upon Lena this said he is a pleasure which I did not expect when I rather unwillingly tore myself from my pillow all the coldness of the night before was gone but Lena could not soon forget and quite indifferently she answered that she learned to rise early among the New England Hills an excellent practice and one which more of our young ladies would do well to imitate returned her word at the same time speaking of the beautifying effect which the morning air had upon her complexion Lena reddened for she recalled his words of yesterday concerning her plainness and somewhat sharply she replied that any information regarding her personal appearance was wholly unnecessary as she knew very well how she looked Dure Ward bit his lip and resolving never to compliment her again walked on in silence at her side while Lena repenting of her hasty words and desirous of making amends exerted herself to be agreeable and at the time the breakfast bell rang Dure Ward mentally pronounced her a perfect mystery which he would take a delight in unravelling End of Chapter 9 Chapter 10 of Lena Rivers by Mary Jane Holmes This LibriVox recording is in the public domain 10. Mr. and Mrs. Graham Breakfast had been some time over when the roll of carriage wheels and a loud ring at the door announced the arrival of Mr. Graham who true to his appointment with Dure Ward had come up to meet him, accompanied by Mrs. Graham This lady who could boast of having once been the bride of an English Lord to say nothing of belonging to the very first family of Virginia was a sort of bugbear to Mrs. Livingstone who haughty and overbearing to her equals was nevertheless gringing and cowardly in the presence of those whom she considered her superiors Never having seen Mrs. Graham her ideas concerning her were quite elevated and now when she came unexpectedly it quite overcame her Unfortunately too she was this morning suffering from a nervous headache, the result of the excitement and late hours of the night before and on learning that Mrs. Graham was in the parlor she fell back in her rocking chair and between a groan and a sigh declared her utter inability to see her at present saying that Carrie must play the part of hostess until such time as she felt composed enough to undertake it Oh I can't I shat that ends it said Carrie who though a good deal dressed on Derwood's account still felt anxious to give a few more finishing touches to her toilet and to see if her hair and complexion were all right ere she ventured into the august presence of her mother-in-law elect as she confidently considered Mrs. Graham Anna must go then persisted Mrs. Livingstone who knew full well how useless it would be to press Carrie farther Anna must go where is she call her Lena but Anna was away over the fields enjoying with Mr. Everett a walk which had been planned the night previous and when Lena returned with the intelligence that she was nowhere to be found her aunt in great distress exclaimed mercy me what will Mrs. Graham think and Mr. Livingstone too keeps running back and forth for somebody to entertain her what shall I do I can't go in looking so yellow and jaded as I now do Lena's first thought was to bring her aunt's powder ball as the surest way of remedying the yellow skin but knowing that such an act would be deeply resented she quickly repressed the idea offering instead to go herself to the parlor you what could you say to her return to Mrs. Livingstone to whom the proposition was not altogether displeasing I can at least answer her questions and after a moment her aunt consented wondering the while how Lena in her plain gingham wrapper and linen collar could be willing to meet the fashionable Mrs. Graham but then thought she she has so little sensibility I don't suppose she cares and why should she Mrs. Graham will of course look upon her as only a little above a servant and with this complimentary reflection upon her niece Mrs. Livingstone retired to her dressing room with a big heart and slightly heightened color repaired to the parlor on a sofa by the window sat Mrs. Graham and the moment Lena's eye fell upon her her fears vanished while she could hardly repress a smile at the idea of being afraid of her she was a short dumpy floor looking woman showily and as Lena thought overdressed for morning as her person was covered with jewelry which flashed and sparkled with every movement her forehead was very low and marked by a scowl of discontent which was habitual for with everything to make her happy Mrs. Graham was far from being so exceedingly nervous and fidgety she was apt to see only the darker side and when her husband and son who were of exactly opposite temperaments strove to laugh her into good spirits they generally made the matter worse as she usually reproached them with having no feeling or sympathy for her accustomed to a great deal of attention she had fretted herself into quite a fever at Mrs. Livingstone's apparent lack of courtesy in not hastening to receive her and when Lena's light step was heard in the hall she turned toward the door with a frown which seemed to ask why she had not come sooner Derward who was present immediately introduced his mother at the same time admiring the extreme dignity of Lena's manner as she received the lady's greeting apologizing for her aunt's non-appearance saying she was suffering from a severe headache and begged to be excused for an hour or so quite excusable returned Mrs. Graham at the same time saying something in a low tone about it's not being her wish to stop there so early as she knew she was not expected but perfectly welcome nevertheless Lena hastened to say thinking that for the time being the reputation of her uncle's house was resting upon her shoulders I dare say was Mrs. Graham's ungracious answer and then her little gray deep-set eyes rested upon Lena wondering if she were a governess or what and thinking it's strange that she should seem so perfectly self-possessed insensibly too Lena's manner won upon her for spite of her fretfulness Mrs. Graham at heart was a kindly disposed woman ill health and long years of dissipation had helped to make her what she was besides this she was not quite happy in her domestic relations for though Mr. Graham possessed all the requisites of a kind and affectionate husband to remove from her mind the belief that he liked others better than he did herself it was in vain that he alternately laughed at and recent with her on the subject she was not to be convinced and so poor Mr. Graham who was really exceedingly polite and affable to the ladies was almost constantly provoking the green-eyed monster by his attentions to some one of the fair sex in spite of his nightly caudal lectures he would transgress again and again until his wife's patience exhausted and now she affected to having given him up turning for comfort and affection toward Derward who was her special delight the very apple of her eye he was so much like his father Sir Arthur who during the whole year that she lived with him had never once given her cause for jealousy just before Lena entered the parter Mr. Graham had for a moment stepped out with Mr. Livingstone but soon returning he too was introduced to the young lady it was a change considering Lena's uncommon beauty that Mrs. Graham did not watch her husband's manner but for once in her life she felt no fears and looking from the window she failed to note the sudden pallor which overspread his face when Mr. Livingstone presented to him Miss Rivers my niece Mr. Graham was a tall finely formed man with a broad good-humored face whose expression instantly demanded respect from strangers while his pleasant affable deportment universally won the friendship of all who knew him and Lena was not an exception to the general rule for the moment his warm hand grasped hers and his kindly beaming eye rested upon her her heart went toward him as a friend while she wondered why he looked at her so long and earnestly twice repeating her name Miss Rivers Rivers from the first Lena had recognized him as the gentleman whom Derward had called father in the cars years ago and when as if to apologize for his singular conduct he asked if they had never met before she referred him to that time saying she thought it's strange that he should remember her old acquaintances indeed and little Mrs. Graham nodded and fanned while her round Florida face grew more Florida and her linen Cambric went up to her forehead as if trying to smooth out the scowl which was of too long standing to be smoothed yes my dear Mrs. Graham turning toward his wife I had entirely forgotten the circumstance but it seems I saw her in the cars when we took our eastern tour six or seven years ago you were quite a little girl then turning to Lena only ten was the reply and Mrs. Graham ashamed of herself and anxious to make amends softened considerable toward Lena asking how long she had lived in Kentucky where she used to live and where her mother was at this question Mr. Graham who was talking with Mr. Livingstone suddenly stopped my mother is dead answered Lena and your father gone to Canada interrupted Derward who had heard vague rumors of Lena's parentage and who did not quite like his mother's being so inquisitive Mrs. Graham laughed she always did at whatever Derward said while Mr. Graham replied to a remark made by Mr. Livingstone some time before here John Junior appeared and after being formally introduced he seated himself by his cousin addressing to her some trivial remark and calling her Lena it was well for Mr. Graham's after peace that his wife was just then too much engrossed with Derward to observe the effect which that name produced upon him abruptly rising he turned toward Mr. Livingstone saying you were telling me about a fine species of cactus which you have in your yard suppose we go and see it the cactus having been duly examined praised and commented upon Mr. Graham casually remarked your niece is a fine looking girl Lena I think your son called her yes, or Helena which was her mother's name and her mother was your sister Helena Livingstone no sir, Nichols I changed my name to gratify a fancy of my wife returned Mr. Livingstone thinking it better to tell the truth at once again Mr. Graham bent over the cactus inspecting it minutely and keeping his face for a long time concealed from his friend whose thoughts as was usually the case when his sister was mentioned were far back in the past when at last Mr. Graham lifted his head there were no traces of the stormy emotions which had shaken his very heart strings and with a firm composed step he walked back to the parlor where he found both Mrs. Livingstone and Kerry just paying their respects to his lady nothing could be more marked than the difference between Kerry's and Lena's manner towards Mrs. Graham even Derwood noticed it and while he could not sufficiently admire the quiet self-possession of the latter who in her simple morning wrapper and linen collar had met his mother on perfectly equal terms he for the first time in his life felt a kind of contempt pity he called it for Kerry who in an elegantly embroidered double gown confined by a rich cord and tassels which almost swept the floor with a fawning servility as disgusting to him as it was pleasing to the lady in question accustomed to the utmost deference on account of her wealth at her husband's station Mrs. Graham had felt as if something were withheld from her when neither Mrs. Livingstone nor her daughters rushed to receive and welcome her but now all was forgotten for nothing could be more flattering than their attentions both mother and daughter having the son in view did their best and when at last Mrs. Graham asked to be shown to her room Kerry instead of ringing for a servant offered to conduct her thither herself whereupon Mrs. Graham laid her hand caressingly upon her shoulders calling her a dear little pet and asking were she still those bright naughty eyes a smothered laugh from John Jr. and certain low soft sound which he was in the habit of producing when Desirous of reminding his sister of her nose made the bright naughty eyes flash so angrily that even Derward noticed it and wondered if Lena's temper had not been transferred to her cousin that young girl Lena I think you call her is a relative of yours said Mrs. Graham to Kerry as they were ascending the stairs yes our cousin I suppose answered Kerry she bears a very aristocratic name that of rivers does she belong to a Virginia family Kerry looked mysterious and answered I never knew anything of her father and indeed I reckon no one does then after a moment she added almost every family has some objectionable relative with which they could willingly dispense very true return Mrs. Graham what a pity we couldn't all have been born in England there dear you can leave me now accordingly Kerry started for the parlor meeting in the hall her mother in a sea of trouble concerning the dinner old Millie she said had gone to bed out of pure hatefulness pretending she had got a collapse as she called it can't haggar do asked Kerry anxious that Mrs. Graham's first dinner with them should be in style yes but she can't do everything somebody must super intend her and as for burning myself brown over the dishes and then coming to the table I won't why not make Lena go into the kitchen it won't hurt her today more than it did yesterday suggested Kerry a good idea returned her mother and stepping to the parlor door she called Lena from a most interesting conversation with Mr. Graham who the moment his wife was gone had taken a seat by her side and now seemed oblivious to all else save her there was a strange tenderness in the tones of his voice and in the expression of his eyes as they rested upon her and Derward who well knew his mother's peculiarities felt glad that she was not present while at the same time he wondered that his father should appear so deeply interested in an entire stranger Lena I wish to speak with you said Mrs. Livingstone appearing at the door and Lena gracefully excusing herself left the room while Mr. Graham commenced pacing the floor in a slow abstracted manner ever and a non wiping away the beaded drops which stood quietly on his forehead meantime Lena having learned for what she was wanted went without a word to the kitchen though her proud nature rebelled and it was with difficulty she could force down the bitter spirit which she felt rising within her had her aunt or Kerry shared her labors or had the former asked instead of commanded her to go she would have done so willingly but now in quite a perturbed state of mind she bent over pastry and pudding scarcely knowing which was which until a pleasant voice at her side made her start and looking up she saw Anna who had just returned from her walk and who on learning how matters stood declared her intention of helping too if there's anything I like it's being in a must said she and throwing aside her leg horn hat pinning up her sleeves and fastening back her curls in imitation of Lena she was soon up to her elbows and cooking her dress literally covered with flour eggs and cream and her face as red as the current jelly which agar brought from the china closet there's a pie fit for a queen or a Lady Graham either said she depositing in the huge oven her first attempt in the pie line but alas Malcolm Everett's words of love spoken beneath the wide spreading sycamore was still ringing in Anna's ears so it was no wonder she salted the custard instead of sweetening it but no one noticed the mistake and when the pie was done both Lena and agar praised the light on curdled appearance now we shall just have time to change our dresses said Anna when everything pertaining to the dinner was in readiness but Lena knowing how flushed and heated she was and remembering Derwer's distaste of high colors announced her determination of not appearing at the table I shall see that grandma is nicely dressed said she and you must look after her a little for I shall not come down so saying she ran up to her room where she found Mrs. Nichols in a great state of fermentation to know who was below and what the doons was I should have gone down said she but I know Tilda would be madder in the hornet Lena commended her discretion in remaining where she was and then informing her that Mr. Belmont's father and mother were there she proceeded to make some alterations in her dress the handsome black silk and neat lace cap both the Christmas gift of John Junior were donned and then left in hand the old lady started for the dining room Lena giving her numerous charges not to talk much and on no account to mention her favorite topic Nancy's Covindike Nancy says good any day as Miss Graham if she did marry a live lord was grandma's mental comment as the last mentioned lady wrestling in a heavy blockade and loaded down with jewelry took her place at the table purposely Mrs. Livingstone admitted an introduction which her husband of her perhaps failed to give but not so with John Junior to be sure he cared not a fig on his grandmother's account whether she were introduced or not for he well knew she would not hesitate to make their acquaintance but knowing how it would annoy his mother and Gary he called out in a loud tone my grandmother Mrs. Nichols Mr. and Mrs. Graham Mr. Graham started so quickly that his wife asked if anything stung him yes no said he at the same time indicating that it was not worthwhile to mind it got stung have you said Mrs. Nichols maybe it was a bumblebee seems the self I smelt one but like enough it's a scent on car lines handkercher Mrs. Graham frowned majestically but it was entirely lost on grandma who after a time forgetful of Lena's caution said they say you're from Virginia yes madam Virginia is my native state returned Mrs. Graham clipping off each word as if it were burning her tongue Anywares near Richmond continued Mrs. Nichols I was born in Richmond madam law now I who knows but you're well acquainted with Nancy's coven dyke skin Mrs. Graham turned as red as the cranberry sauce upon her plate as she replied I've not the honor of knowing either miss coven dyke or any of her relatives while she's a smart likely gal or woman I suppose you'd call her being she's just the age of my son here Mrs. Nichols suddenly remembering Lena's charge stopped but John junior who loved to see the fun go on started her again by asking what relatives miss coven dyke had in Virginia told me not to mention Nancy but being you've asked a civil question taint more unfair for me to answer it better in 40 years ago Nancy's mother's aunt which would be miss Nancy's great aunt interrupted John junior bless the boy returned the old lady he's got the Nichols head for figuring yes Nancy's great aunt though she was six years and two months younger and Nancy's mother while as I was saying she went off to Virginia to teach music she was proud and Lucifer and after a spell she married a southerner rich as a Jew and then she never took no more notice of her folks to hum the nefs they hadn't been but the poor critter didn't live long to enjoy it for when her first baby was born she died it was a little girl but her folks in Massachusetts have never heard a word whether she's dead or alive Joel Slocum that's Nancy's nephew says he means to go down there someday and look her up but I wouldn't bother with them for that side of the house always did feel big and above Nancy's folks thinking Nancy's mother married beneath her Mrs Graham must have enjoyed her dinner very much for during grandma's recital she applied herself assiduously to her plate never once looking up while her face and neck were literally spotted in her excitement or anger these spots at last attracted Mrs. Nichols attention causing her to ask the lady if she weren't pestered with a reciprocal I am not aware of it madam answered Mrs. Graham and grandma replied it looks mighty like it to me and I've seen a good deal on it for Nancy's covindike has allers had it more or less now I think on it she continued as if bent on now I think on it you look quite a considerable like Nancy the same forehead and complexion only she's a head taller ain't you noticed it John no I have not answered John at the same time proposing a change in the conversation as he presumed they had all heard enough of Nancy's covindike at this moment the dessert appeared and with it Anna's pie John Junior was the first to taste it and with expression of disgust he exclaimed horror mother who made this pie Mrs. Livingstone needed but one glance at her guest to know that something was wrong and darting an angry frown at Hagar who was busy at a side table she wondered if there ever was anyone who had so much trouble with servants as herself Anna saw the gathering storm and knowing full well that it would burst on poor Hagar's head spoke out Hagar is not but myself is to blame I made the pie and must have put in salt instead of sugar you made the pie repeated Mrs. Livingstone angrily what business had you in the kitchen pity we hadn't a few more servants for then we should all be obliged to turn dredges Anna was about to reply when John Junior prevented her by asking if it hurt his sister to be in the kitchen any more than it did Lena who he said worked there both yesterday burning herself until she is ashamed to appear at the table mortified beyond measure at what had occurred Mrs. Livingstone hastened to explain that her servants were nearly all sick and that in her dilemma Lena had volunteered her services adding by way of compliment undoubtedly that her niece seemed to peculiarly adapted to such work indeed that her forte lay among pots and kettles an expression of scorn unusual to Mr. Graham passed over his face and in a sarcastic tone he asked Mrs. Livingstone if she thought it detracted from a young lady's worth to be skilled in whatever pertain to the domestic affairs of a family ready to turn whichever way the wind did Mrs. Livingstone replied not at all I mean that my daughter shall learn everything so that their husbands will find in them every necessary qualification then you confidently expect them to catch their husbands some time or other said John Jr. were upon Cary blushed and looked very interesting while Anna retorted of course we shall I wouldn't be an old maid for the world I'd run away first and amidst the laughter which this speech called forth the company retired from the table for some time passed Mrs. Nichols had walked with a cane limping even then observing this Mr. Graham with his usual gallantry offered her his arm and accepted casting a look of triumph upon her daughter-in-law who apparently was not so well pleased so thorough had been grandma's training that she did not often venture into the parlor without a special invitation from its mistress but on this occasion Mr. Graham led her in there as a matter of course and placing her upon the sofa seated himself by her side and commenced questioning her concerning her former home and history never in her life had Mrs. Nichols felt more communicative and never had she so attentive a listener particularly did he hang upon every word when she told him of her Helena of her exceeding beauty, her untimely death and rascally husband Rivers Rivers said he what kind of a looking man was he the Lord only knows I never see him return Mrs. Nichols but this much I do know he was one scandalous villain and if an old woman's curses can do him any harm he's had mine a plenty of times you do wrong to talk so said Mr. Graham for who knows how bitterly he may have repented of the great wrong done to your daughter then why in the name of common sense don't he hunt up her child and own her he needn't be ashamed of Leni very true answered Mr. Graham no one need be ashamed of her I should be proud to call her my daughter but as I was saying perhaps this Rivers has married a second time keeping his first marriage a secret from his wife who is so proud and high spirited that now after the lapse of years he dares not tell her for fear of what might follow then she's a good for nothing stuck up thing and he's a cowardly puppy that's my opinion on him and I'll tell him so if ever I see him exclaimed Mrs. Nichols her wrath waxing warmer and warmer toward the destroyer of her daughter pausing for breath she helped herself to a pinch of her favorite macaboy and then pasted to Mr. Graham who to her astonishment took some slyly casting it aside when she did not see him this emboldened the old lady to offer it to Mrs. Graham who languidly reclining upon the end of the sofa sat talking to Carey who on a low stool at her feet was looking up into her face as if in perfect admiration without daining either reply than a naughty shake of the head Mrs. Graham cast a deprecating glance toward Carey who muttered how disgusting but for Pa's sake we tolerate it here Alina entered the parlor very neatly dressed and looking fresh and blooming as a rose there was no vacant seat near except one between Derward and John Junior which at the invitation of the latter she accepted a peculiar smile flitted over Carey's face which was noticed by Mrs. Graham and attributed to the right cause Air Long, Derward, John Junior Lena and Anna who had joined them left the house and from the window Carey saw that they were amusing themselves by playing graces gradually the sound of their voices increased and as Lena's clear musical laugh ran out above the rest Mrs. Graham and Carey looked out just in time to see Derward holding the struggling girl while John Junior claimed the reward of his having thrown the grace hoop upon her head inexpressibly shocked the precise Mrs. Graham asked what kind of a girl is your cousin to which Carey replied you have a fair sample of her at the same time nodding toward Lena who was unmercifully pulling John Junior's ears as a reward for his presumption rather Heudenish I should think returned Mrs. Graham secretly hoping Derward would not become enamored of her at length the party left the yard and repairing to the garden sat down in one of the arbor bridges where they were joined by Malcolm Everett who naturally and as a matter of course appropriated Anna to himself Derward observed this and when he saw them walk away together while Lena appeared wholly unconcerned he began to think that possibly Mrs. Livingstone was mistaken when she hinted of an engagement between her niece and Mr. Everett knowing John Junior's straightforward way of speaking he determined to sound him so he said, your sister and Mr. Everett evidently prefer each other's society than ours Oh yes, answered John I saw that years ago when Anna wasn't knee-high and I'm glad of it for Everett is a mighty fine fellow Lena too united in praising her teacher until Derward felt certain that she had never entertained for him any feeling stronger than that of friendship and as to her flirting seriously with Captain Atherton the idea was too preposterous to be harbored for a single moment Once exonerated from these charges he changed how fast Lena rose in his estimation and when John Junior with a loud yawn asked if they did not wish he would leave them alone more in earnest than in fun Derward replied, yes, yes, do I reckon I will said John, shaking down his tight pants and pulling at his long coat sleeves I never want anybody round when I'm with Nelly Douglas so saying he walked off leaving Derward and Lena alone that neither of them felt at all sorry was proved by the length of time which they remained together for when more than an hour afterward Mrs. Graham proposed to carry to take a turn in the garden she found the young couple still in the arbor so holy and gross that they neither saw nor heard her until she stood before them Lena was an excellent horsewoman and Derward had just proposed to ride early the next morning when his mother forcing down her wrath laid her hand on his shoulder and as if the proposition had come from Lena instead of her son she said no, no, Miss Rivers Derward can't go he has got to drive me over to Woodlawn together with Carrie and Anna whom I have asked to accompany me so you see it will be impossible for him to ride with you unless she goes with us interrupted Derward you would like to visit Woodlawn would you not, Miss Rivers oh, very much was Lena's reply while Mrs. Graham continued I cannot extend my invitation to Miss Rivers but our carriage will be full and I cannot endure to be crowded it has carried six many a time said Derward and if she will go I will take you on my lap or anywhere of course Lena declined he knew she would and determined not to be outwitted by his mother whose aim he saw he continued I shan't release you from your engagement to ride with me we will start early and get back before mother is up and her excursion will in no way interfere with my driving her to Woodlawn after breakfast Mrs. Graham was too polite to raise any further objection but resolving not to leave them to finish their teta-tah she threw herself upon one of the seats and commenced talking to her son while Carrie burning with jealousy and vexation started for the house where she laid her grievances before her mother who equally enraged declared her intention of here after watching the vixen pretty closely she's going to ride with him tomorrow morning you say well I fancy I can prevent that how? asked Carrie eagerly and her mother replied you know she always rides fleet-foot which now with the other horses is in the Gratton Woods two miles away of course she'll order Caesar to bring him up to this table but I shall count her man that order bidding him to say nothing to her about it he dare not disobey me and when in the morning she asks for the pony or just how it is capital capital exclaimed Carrie never suspecting that there had been a listener even John Jr. who all the while was sitting in the back parlor you thought the young man plotting are they well I'll see how good I am at counter-plouting so slipping quietly out of the house he went in quest of his servant Bill telling him to go after fleet-foot whom he was to put in the lower stable one where she was usually kept and then in the morning long before the sun is up said he do you have her at the door for one of the young ladies to ride yes master answered Bill looking around for his old straw hat now see how quick you can go John Jr. continued adding as an incentive to haste that if Bill would get the pony stabled before old Caesar who had gone to Versailles should return he would give him ten cents Bill needed no other inducement than the promise of money and without stopping to find his hat he started off bare-headed upon the run returning in the course of an hour and claiming his reward as Caesar had not yet got home all right said John Jr. tossing him the silver and now remember to keep your tongue between your teeth Bill had kept too many secrets for his young master to think of tattling about something which to him seemed of no consequence whatever wishing he could earn one so easily every day meantime John Jr. sought out Lena to whom he said and so you are going to ride tomorrow morning how did you know she asked and John looking very wise replied that little girls should not ask too many questions adding that as he supposed she would of course want Fleetfoot he had ordered Bill to have her at the door early in the morning much obliged answered Lena it was about giving up when I heard the pony was in the Gratton Woods for Caesar is so cross I hated to ask him to go for her but now I'll say nothing to him about it that night when Caesar was eating his supper in the kitchen his mistress suddenly appeared asking if he had received any orders to go for Fleetfoot the old Negro who was naturally crossed began to scowl no miss and lord knows I don't want it's tonight you need it either and if anyone tells you to go don't you do it returned Mrs. Livingstone somebody's playing possum that's Sarton thought Bill who was present and began putting things together somebody's playing possum but they don't catch this child leacon have you told him whispered Carrie meeting her mother in the hall Mrs. Livingstone nodded adding in tone that she presumed the ride was given up as Lena had said nothing to Caesar about the pony with her mind thus at ease Carrie returned to the parlor where she commenced talking to Mrs. Graham of their projected visit to Woodlawn dwelling upon it as if it had been a tour to Europe and evidently exalting that Lena was to be left behind End of Chapter 10