Martha By-the-Day Part 10
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"'Doth Mr. Carnegie an' Mr. Rockefella--'
_"'No!'_
"'Why don't they?'
"'Say, Radcliffe, I ain't had a hard day,' says I. 'But _you_ make me tired.'
"'Why do I? Now--juth wonth more--now--now lithen wonth more--ith G.o.d a lady?'"
As Claire sat waiting for Mrs. Sherman, stray sc.r.a.ps of recollection, such as these, flitted through her mind and helped to while the time away. Then, as she still waited, she grew gradually more composed, less unfamiliar with her surroundings, and the strange predicament in which she found herself. She could, at length, look at the door she supposed led into Mrs. Sherman's room, without such a quick contraction of the heart as caused her breath to come in labored gasps, could make some sort of sketchy outline of the part she was foreordained to take in the coming interview, and not find herself barren of resource, even if Mrs.
Sherman _should_ say so-and-so, instead of so-and-so.
She had waited so long, had had such ample time to get herself well in hand, that when, at last, a door opened (not Mrs. Sherman's door at all, but another), and a tall, upright masculine figure appeared in the doorway, she at once jumped to the conclusion it was Shaw, the butler, come to summon her into _the presence,_ and rose to follow, without too much inner perturbation.
"Mrs. Sherman is prevented from keeping her appointment with you this morning," descended to her from an alt.i.tude far above her own. "She hopes you will excuse her. She has asked me to talk with you in her stead. You are Miss Lang, I believe? I am Mrs. Sherman's brother. My name is Ronald."
CHAPTER IX
It is hard to readjust all one's prearranged plans in the twinkling of an eye. Claire felt as if she had received a sudden dash of cold water square in the face. She quite gulped from the shock of it. How in the world was she to adapt herself to this brand-new set of conditions on such short notice--on no notice at all? How was she to be anything but awkwardly monosyllabic?
"Sit down, please."
Obediently she sat.
"Martha--Mrs. Slawson--tells me, your father was Judge Lang of Michigan?"
"Yes--Grand Rapids."
"You are a college graduate?"
"Wellesley."
"You have taught before?"
"I tutored a girl throughout a whole summer. Prepared her for her college entrance exams."
"She pa.s.sed creditably?"
"She wasn't conditioned in anything."
"How are you on discipline?"
"I don't know."
"You have had no experience? Never tried your hand at training a boy, for example?"
Claire's blue-gray eyes grew suddenly audacious, and the bridge of her short nose wrinkled up delightfully in a roguish smile.
"I trained my father. He was a dear old boy--the dearest in the world.
He used to say he had never been brought up, until I came along. He used to say I ruled him with a rod of iron. But he was very well-behaved before I got through with him. He was quite a model boy, really."
Glancing quickly up into the steadfast eyes that had, at first, seemed to her so stern as to be almost forbidding, she met an expression so mild, so full of winning kindness, that she suddenly remembered and understood what Martha had meant when she said once: "A body wouldn't call the queen her cousin when he looks at you like that!"
"Your father was a credit to your bringing-up, certainly. I never had the honor of meeting Judge Lang, but I knew him by reputation. I remember to have heard some one say of him once--'He was a judge after Socrates' own heart. He heard courteously, he answered wisely, he considered soberly, he decided impartially. Added to this, he was one whom kings could not corrupt.' That is an enviable record."
Claire's eyes filled with grateful moisture, but she did not allow them to overflow. She nodded rapidly once or twice in a quaint, characteristic little fas.h.i.+on, and then sat silent, examining the links in her silver-meshed purse, with elaborate attention.
"Perhaps Mrs. Slawson has told you that my young nephew is something of a pickle."
The question restored Claire at once. "I'm fond of pickles."
"Good! I believe there are said to be fifty-eight varieties. Are you prepared to smack your lips over him, whichever he may be?"
"Well, if I can't smack my lips, there's always the alternative of smacking _him_."
Mr. Ronald laughed. "Not allowed," he announced regretfully. "My sister won't have it. Radcliffe is to be guided 'by love alone.'"
"Whose love, please? His or mine?"
Again Mr. Ronald laughed. "Now you've got me!" he admitted. "Perhaps a little of both. Do you think you could supply your share? I have no doubt of your being able to secure his."
"I like children. We've always managed to hit it off pretty well, the kiddies and I, but, of course, I can't guarantee anything definite in connection with your little boy, because, you see, I've never been a governess before. I've only had to do with youngsters who've come a-visiting, or else the small, lower East-siders at the Settlement. But I'll promise to do my best."
"'Who does the best his circ.u.mstance allows, does well, acts n.o.bly.
_Angles_ could no more,' as I wrote in my sister's autograph-alb.u.m when I was a boy," announced Mr. Ronald gravely.
Claire smiled over at him with appreciation. "I'd love to come and try,"
she said heartily.
She did not realize she had lost all sensation of alarm, had forgotten her altered position, that she was no longer one whom these people would regard as their social equal. She was talking as one talks to a friend.
"And if Radcliffe doesn't get on--if he doesn't improve, I should say--if you don't _like_ me, you can always send me away, you know."
For a very long moment Mr. Ronald sat silent. So long a moment, indeed, that Claire, waiting in growing suspense for his answer, suddenly remembered all those things she had forgotten, and her earlier embarra.s.sment returned with a wave of bitter self-reproach. She accused herself of having been too free. She had overstepped her privilege. It was not apparent to her that he was trying to visualize the picture she had drawn, the possibility of his _not liking her and sending her away, you know,_ and that, to his utter consternation, he found it was something he could not in the least conceive of himself as doing. That, on the contrary, the vision of her going away for any reason, of her pa.s.sing out of his life, now she had once stepped into it, left him with a chill sensation in the cardiac region that was as unexpected as it was disturbing. When he spoke at last, it was with a quick, authoritative brevity that seemed to Claire to bear out her apprehension, and prove he thought she had forgotten her place, her new place as "hired help," and must be checked lest she presume on good nature and take a tone to her employers that was not to be tolerated.
"You will come without fail on Monday morning."
"Very well."
Her manner was so studiously cold and ceremonious, so sharply in contrast with her former piquant friendliness, that Mr. Ronald looked up in surprise.
"It is convenient for you to come on Monday, I hope?"
"Perfectly."
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